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Chapter 1863 Playing Dead Addiction

While secretly cursing this old guy for being unfaithful, he hurriedly asked everyone on the scene: "Everyone, who has a way? Tell me quickly. As long as I can stop this broken spear, I will thank you very much!"

Yun Xiaotian was forced to ask everyone at the scene.

Everyone shook their heads, even Xia Jiutian and Wu Dao could do anything.

How could they stop the evil spear?

"Yun Xiaotian, there is a way to stop this spear in this way, but if you want to save your life, you must hand over the country-Sheng Shen Seal to this way!"

The sloppy old Taoist suddenly put away the chessboard and said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Yun Xiaotian was shocked.

Even if everyone present was present, they could not remain calm.

The State-Status Seal is a peerless magic weapon that has been passed down for more than 100,000 years in the Fengyun Empire. It is not only a magic weapon, but also represents a generation of imperial power.

How can you give it to others easily!

"Difference! Even if I die, I will not hand over the seal of the country to you!"

Yun Xiaotian refused decisively. Seeing the spear getting closer and closer to him, sweat dripped down his forehead on the ground.

"Master, if you can save my father, this Sky-Splitting Mirror will be yours!"

Yun Tianqing spoke, took out the Sky-Splitting Mirror, and wiped away the mark.

"Okay, although this Sky-Splitting Mirror is not as good as the Divine Seal of the State, it is still a magical tool. Then I will accept it with a smile."

The sloppy old Taoist smiled and looked at the sky-reaking mirror with his big hand.

"Master, you have taken the Litian Mirror away. Now it's time to tell me your solution?"

Yun Tianqing had no expression on his face, but a seal of killing condensed in his palm.

If this old man dares to play tricks on himself, he will definitely kill him as soon as possible.

How could the sloppy old Taoist not knowing that Yun Tianqing had already sneaked into murderous thoughts and smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't be nervous. I keep my word. If I accept your things, I will naturally protect your father!"

As he said that, he told his own methods one by one.

"It's very simple. This spear is given the supreme idea of ​​killing. Once it is locked, it will never end. The only way to resolve it is to die!"

"What!?"

Yun Xiaotian was shocked: "Master, do you still use nonsense to talk about this? If I die, why are you asking for help? Are you fooling me?"

"Yes, Taoist priest, it's not good to joke at this time."

Yun Tianqing's eyes were even more murderous intent, and she suddenly felt like she was being fooled.

"Don't get me wrong. The meaning of this Tao is to let you pretend to be dead and cover up your breath. As long as the spear doesn't notice you still have a chance, you will definitely unlock it!"

Everyone suddenly realized and raised their thumbs.

The sloppy old Taoist method is really a good idea.

Chu Nan was amused and crying. Although he admitted that this was a good idea, it was really a bit of a romantic mood to let the lord of a country pretend to be dead in front of so many people.

"Okay. I will listen to you!"

In order to save his life, Yun Xiaotian could only try to adopt the sloppy and old Taoist method.

Suddenly he stopped and landed on the ground motionlessly.

He used a secret technique to cover up his energy, and lay flat on the ground, and his divine light was removed, and he turned out to be a middle-aged man with a tall figure.

He is handsome, with a beard and a dragon robe. He is not very handsome, but he reveals his supreme imperial power.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, his breathing stopped and his heartbeat stopped.

There is no life at all.

It's like he's really dead. No one can think that this is a living person when he sees it.

Sure enough, the spear suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The blood lingered, and the spearhead swayed back and forth, like a headless fly, and suddenly lost its direction.

"Haha, how about it? Is this method very clever?"

The sloppy old Taoist touched his chin proudly, arrogant for his IQ.

"Buzz!"

The spear trembled slightly, and the spearhead was aimed at Wu Dao in an instant.

Wu Dao was startled. With the lessons of the past, he fell to the ground with a bang.

By imitating Yun Xiaotian, he concealed his life and removed the divine light.

This is a middle-aged man who looks over forties, with a slightly gray hair, which is very similar to Wu Qinggang.

He fell to the ground and did not move, and his breathing stopped instantly.

The spear stopped again.

Unable to detect Wu Dao's energy, the blood light began to dim.

"Made, this old thief Wu didn't give anything to him, so he can't just succeed!"

The sloppy old Taoist pursed his lips, and with a blink of an eye, a flame rushed towards Wu Dao.

The clothes on Wu Dao were ignited instantly.

The fire surged into the sky, and everyone present was shocked. Seeing the situation, several children from the Halloween Sect hurriedly stepped forward to put out the fire.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

The old Taoist demon dragon saw the sloppy old Taoist's intention and blocked several people in front of him.

"Master, please get out of here quickly. If you don't put out the fire, the head will suffer!"

Several disciples were so anxious that they saw the fire getting stronger and stronger, and they were so anxious that they were in a state of anxiety.

"Who set the fire!"

Wu Dao couldn't stand the fire and stood up.

He was furious and his fierce eyes suddenly locked in the sloppy old Taoist.

"That's right, it's the original path. If you don't give me benefits, you will use the original path."

The sloppy old Taoist is not afraid and admits decisively.

"Okay, you old bastard, you dare to cheat me. I will see that I will not cut you alive!"

Wu Dao was furious and raised his palm and wanted to slap the sloppy old Taoist.

"Old Wu, you should take care of yourself first. Your life is gone and you still have to be cut alive. It's a joke!"

The sloppy old Taoist pointed to the spear hanging in the air. Wu Dao looked closely and the spear shot at him.

In desperation, he quickly used his steps and quickly dodged.

"Ga!"

Wu Dao suddenly fell back and faced the spear's pursuit, pretending to be dead again.

There was no way, the spear was too difficult, and even if he did not dare to continue to fight.

I can only choose to pretend to be dead to escape the pursuit.

"Get up, it's not easy to pretend to be dead. If you don't give me the benefits, I won't let you pretend to be dead!"

The sloppy old Taoist came to Wu Dao and kicked him several times in anger.

But Wu Dao was determined to ignore the sloppy old Taoist. No matter how the sloppy old Taoist kicked, he would not dare to move.

"Oh, hey, you gave it to Mr. Wu, I really think you can't do anything about it, right?"

The sloppy old Taoist laughed, took out a heavy hammer from the storage talisman, and started swinging it.

"Master, don't!"

The young children of the Halloween Sect were anxious.

"Get out, I want to go over, there is no door!"

The old Taoist demon dragon controlled the few people tightly and prevented them from passing.

"Mad, tell me, what are the benefits you want?"

Wu Dao had no choice but to sit up in anger, and looked at the sloppy old Taoist with a very resentful look.

"A magical artifact, give me a magical artifact. This art allows you to pretend to be dead, otherwise, you will really die!"

The sloppy old Taoist smiled.

"Okay, for you!"

Wu Dao took out a magic sword from the storage talisman and wiped the mark in a furious manner.
Chapter completed!
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