"What kind of magical power is that?"

Across hundreds of thousands of miles, he peeked at the three slowly blooming flowers through the power of endless curse and killing, and the eyes of the Master of the Death of Death Concubine Concentrate.

He had never seen the three flowers before, but when he looked away, his heart couldn't help but feel throbbing, as if the three flowers had an indescribable attraction to him.

"No matter what he is, he will die in the end!"

"Don't hesitate, it will change later!"

"Let's take action!"

The other elders of the Dao of Mieqing also realized something was wrong. With repeated urgings, the Dao of Mieqing finally shouted softly:

"die!"

A low shout.

The Than Seven Destruction Talisman suddenly emitted a faint light. The scroll with the ancient city stretched out instantly and stripped away the object. In an instant, only the Taoist lingering in the teahouse was left.

"die!!!"

Sound waves seem to be able to cross the void.

An amazing scene happened. When the Sanqi Destruction Talisman was shaken, an invisible fluctuation came from top to bottom, as if it was about to wipe out the entire scroll!

It’s like in elementary school, the mortal teachings wipe the sand table and erase all traces!

Rumble!

On the ancient city that was manifested hundreds of thousands of miles away, there was a heavy and firm whereabouts falling from the sky.

We must bring the three flowers, clear light, and five-color divine light together with An Qisheng in the teahouse.

Eliminate all!

Boom!

The black fog was like a sky curtain rushing down, and the endless power of curses and killing gathered and rolled down, as if the sound of the sky exploded.

The divine light burns, and the sky burns.

"The five elements return to the five elders, and the three flowers transform into the three pure ones..."

An Qisheng's eyes fell on the three flowers, as if they were whispering, and seemed to chant: "One flower blooms with royal power, two flowers bloom with Tai Chi, and Tai Chi has not condensed, it is called killing..."

Click!

While An Qisheng was whispering and singing, two of the three buds suddenly opened in the clear light!

Among one, the old Taoist with chicken skin and crane hair sat cross-legged, and a sword was whispered in front of his knees, old and indifferent, but the flowers bloomed but still closed their eyes.

Among the second one was a young Taoist in a blood-colored Taoist robe and a cold-looking look. His appearance was ordinary. He held a magic knife in his arms and never raised his eyes, but he had a fierce and murderous aura.

The second of the three flowers bloomed, and the last flower buzzed and trembled, as if it was about to open at any time.

"Everyone in the world suffers..."

A long sigh flowed into the hearts of the people. The old Taoist Wang Quan did not open his eyes, but just blinked his fingers casually.

The sword that was crossing his knee had turned into light, but it had not taken off the air, but fell into the hands of the Taoist killer who was holding the divine sword and dressed like blood.

The Taoist in Blood-clothed held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, with a solemn and cold expression.

When the endless curse and killing power fell like night, he slowly raised his eyebrows, and endless fierce aura burst out from his eyes:
Chapter completed!