Wei Hou Mansion!

The main entrance was wide open, and a crowd of people entered in a row.

Eunuch Hong was walking in the center holding a whisk, with Han Mozhi and Lingyun Zhenren on the left and right respectively.

There was an eunuch behind him, holding a golden scroll in both hands. Under the dazzling sunlight, a dazzling golden light reflected.

Under the guidance of the Hou, a group of people walked through the front hall, passed by several courtyards, and came straight to a location behind the Hou's Mansion.

This is a specially built courtyard with high walls and white paint on it.

But you can still vaguely see the traces highlighted from the white paint, like runes, densely covered with high walls.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there was a table. An old man with white hair and beard was kneeling behind the table, reaching out to grab the mutton on the table, eating it in big mouthfuls.

The true man Lingyun stood with his hands behind his back, and the wide cuffs of the Bagua Fairy Clothes kept shaking from the warm wind, and his eyelids were mostly hanging down, as if they were not sleeping, and they couldn't get up.

He looked at the old man in front of him, stayed for about a breath, and then looked at a hidden location.

There was also a middle-aged man there. He was in his prime, and his qi and blood were at its peak, like a furnace, filled with blood and energy at all times.

The two masters, one light and one dark, cooperate with the formation. Even if the grand master attacks, they can still compete for a period of time.

At that time, other masters in the Marquis’ Mansion can come to reinforce, especially the Marquis’ Mansion is located in the territory, which is the Zhuque Street of the Shendu, where all the powerful live.

It is the key inspection target of the patrol battalion, and there will be patrol battalion to help. Other powerful people who are in the marquis’ house will also have strong support.

The retreat place in this marquis's mansion is as solid as a god.

Marquis Wei looked at the old man and solemnly bowed and said, "Second uncle!"

The old man looked at Marquis Wei, then looked at the visitor not far away. He waved his greasy big hand, and the door that was originally closed tightly opened with a loud bang.

Before Eunuch Hong left first, Han Mozhi took the lead in strode into the courtyard with a cold look, and a thick voice resounded across Sifang: "Old Chen came out quickly."

"Let me see if I have made any progress in the past ten years."

Wei Hou's face changed and he scolded angrily: "Rareless!"

Han Mozhi paused and turned to look at Wei Hou. His dark face was filled with mockery, his eyes were like lightning, and he burst into endless spirits.

Han Mozhi was like a giant standing upright, about ten feet tall, with his head up to the sky and his feet on the ground.

A strong wind emerged during breathing, and the arrogant earth kept spinning like a tornado ravaging the world, rolling up countless soil and wood, destroying all obstacles that blocked the front.

Wei Hou was like being in the middle of a tornado, and the wind was like a knife, stabbing one after another, constantly cutting Wei Hou.

It was like a thousand cuts, under the terrifying punishment of Lingchi, endless pain arose, and Hou Wei couldn't help but let out a muffled groan of pain.

The Grandmaster of the Hou Mansion, who was sitting next to him, suddenly stood up and was about to make some moves. Eunuch Hong had appeared next to him at some point, reached out and patted the other person's shoulders, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't be impatient for a moment."

"The Marquis will be fine."

"General Han was happy to see the hunting, so that the Marquis could understand the mystery of the soul and help the Marquis to help the Marquis so that the Marquis could combine the yin and yang of the Marquis to cast the soul early."

Wei Hou's eyes were so bitter that he felt pain all over his body, and his silver teeth were biting firmly.

This scene was expected, and Han Mozhi must have taken action against him so as to lead his father to take action and use it to judge his father's reality.

The breath of death became stronger and stronger, and he could not resist the attack of the master's soul artistic conception.

In the end, you will lose your spirit and die.

No, you can't give up, you must persevere.

Han Mozhi did not dare to kill him. He was a marquis who was a big deal, and this was just a threat.

You must definitely resist it. Hei cannot take action. If he takes action, he will definitely be exposed. At that time, the Marquis's Mansion will be destroyed and there will be no other way out.

True Man Lingyun stepped forward slightly and stood in front of Wei Hou. The endless pressure disappeared. Wei Hou felt relieved, and he felt exhausted and his whole body was stinging.

Even though he knew that he had just cut into pieces, this was a mental illusion, but Hou Wei still broke free and staggered and almost fell to the ground. Eunuch Hong was supporting Hou Wei.

Han Mozhi snorted coldly and walked into the meteor.

The retreat place is not a stone room, but a beautiful courtyard built.

After Han Mozhi opened the door, he clearly saw a man with slightly white hair, handsome appearance, and vicissitudes of his eyes. He was reaching out to caress an orange flower.

His fingers gently stroked the petals, and he didn't care about anything outside.

The unity of man and nature. After stepping into the room, Han Mozhi felt like he was in a thunderous world.

Thunders brewed from the sky, like silver-white dragons and snakes, showing the aura of destruction, but these thunders never fell.

Han Mozhi's eyes narrowed, and after ten years of retreat, Chen's method of destruction became even more terrifying.

Thunder is strong and yang, restless, violent, strong and powerful, and can release it, but it is difficult to collect it. However, at this time, Chen Miafa has reached the point of being able to collect it freely.

This is definitely a competition with Zhou Dufu, the top spot in the field.

The True Man Lingyun, who seemed to sleep but not sleep, had completely opened her eyes, but the mark between her eyebrows had cracked a gap.

His eyes looked at Chen Miafa, and a roar of thunder sounded, but his divine eyes closed.

This instinctively triggered the counterattack, and a stinging pain appeared in the forehead of Zhenren Lingyun. The Chen family, one family, one lord and one marquis, was prominent in the world. It was indeed a profound foundation and actually held a semi-god weapon.

The breath and facial appearance all match.

There are no signs of illusion, and the realm is also a great master. Although he has gone further, his foundation is lacking and he can no longer break through to the supreme master.

Sure enough, in the Battle of Deming Yue ten years ago, Chen Miafa had already damaged his foundation. He went into seclusion for ten years to heal his wounds. This is not an excuse, but it is true.

Zhenren Lingyun stared at Chen Miafa who had already looked up and stared at him. The other party's eyes were clear and calm.

Is the art of change?

There is no way to get a glimpse of the whole picture, and there is no sign of change.

I just encountered a counterattack from the demigod weapon, and my divine eyes could not last long, and the cracks between my eyebrows slowly closed.

I felt a little uneasy in my heart, and without waiting and watching carefully, I made a judgment easily.

Feeling the stinging pain in my eyebrows, I can no longer open my eyes at this time. I weighed one or two things in my heart, and there was nothing wrong with breath, face, illusion, etc., and my skills and realm were also correct.

The above-mentioned techniques of change are only maintained on the surface and cannot be all correct.

True Man Lingyun felt at ease and nodded to Han Mozhi not far away. Han Mozhi nodded slightly immediately.

Wei Hou, who watched this movement, completely disappeared from his nervousness, knowing that half of the disaster had passed, and the remaining half was to deal with this black.
Chapter completed!