Fang Qiong's Golden Light Curse gave birth to two identical Fang Qiong. The three Fang Qiong waved their shadow hands to face the three tower patrolmen. The crows in the sky were like rolling wind and thunder, surrounding the three tower patrolmen, and preventing them from leaving. Each crow was a kind of Taoist art, but it was not Fang Qiong's own magical power.

I blew my mouth slightly: the crow made of purple thunder and lightning came from the general principles of the thunder method of sentient Wei Zhengrong; the crow made of blue waves left drops of water droplets and turned into Guishui boys one after another, which was Ao Taotie's water-controlling art; the crow that flashed like ghosts was Lan Qin's Taoist technique; the crow with a thousand-foot-flaming flame was Zhuge Mei's genuine golden light curse; the crow wandering with evil spirits was naturally Luo Shenyao's magical power. More magical powers of crows were not within the scope of my experience.

I don’t know if this was another humanitarian technique that Fang Qiong used to simulate Soshen Ji, or if it was stolen by Soshen Ji.

Yuan Zhi, who was heading the seventh-level pagoda, jumped over with the fourth tower patrolman and moved close to the body. Qingwei's real man had a three-level treasure flame, and waved a seven-turn peach wood sword and supported Yuan Zhi in the distance. Qingwei's practice was so shallow that the peach wood sword was not the magic weapon he had sacrificed, but it was the peach wood sword Shentu that Fang Qiong borrowed her.

Qingwei's lips were as if she was playing ball on the water. The continuous silent spells were filled with green faces and fangs under the blessing of the Shentu Sword, and her eyes were like green fire. The ghosts also held various peach wood sticks with no wings, but they were like fish in the water, flying in the void of the Talin. They also ran into the tower patrolman's protective golden light one after another. Every time a ghost was lost, the tower patrolman's golden light curse disappeared.

The patrolmen ignored the obstacles of each tower, penetrated the Taoist tower like a ghost passing through a wall, and appeared strangely on the other side. Although we were in the state of soul, we still could not penetrate the stone tower like a physical body. Yuan Zhi could only use human martial arts to predict the patrolmen coming and going, and they were struggling around one stone tower after another. Fortunately, the Three Kings Relics not only recorded the Taoist techniques, but also integrated the ten schools of learning over the past thousand years. She had barely dealt with any martial arts saint, but she could not take it.

On my side, Lin Zhenren's Cat Sword and the fifth tower patrolman's infinite wheel hammer responded and answered equally. Lin Zhenren could not afford to beat the infinite wheel hammer that the five mountains covered Chicheng. The tower patrolman seemed extremely afraid of Lin Zhenren's killing and alive cat sword, and did not dare to touch it. The tower patrolman was like a mighty bear, while Lin Zhenren was like a smart poisonous snake. Lin Zhenren only attacked but not defended, but the tower patrolman had to defend.

I found a gap to swing hammers at the patrolman several times, but Zhenren Lin's sword came and went like a dream bubble, suddenly disappearing. When I had the idea of ​​cooperating with him, Zhenren Lin's sword had new changes. I kept missing it, so I had to stop the hammer in my hand.

It turns out that Yunxianke's lineage is only suitable for one-on-one challenge, and it is also necessary. Each sword has a sharp edge, like a turtle hair and a rabbit horn, with no trace to be found. Unless they are intimate with each other, they have no way to deal with each other.

Suddenly, Lin Zhenren's divine thoughts came into my heart: "Don't empty your mind and clarify your mind. Don't follow your own words and sing your hammer with my singing."

He sang and sang while showing his sword. This song was without words, and it was called "Kongsang". The ancients cooked Ding to cut oxes, and they often danced in the mulberry forest in the downtown area according to this song. Whenever he killed a thousand oxes, he had a knot in the middle, and the blade was like a square of whetstone.

I have the seven-level pagoda to eliminate the enlightenment of myself and others, so according to Lin Zhenren's song of the Sang Sang, the mulberry danced with Lin Zhenren's heart. In response to Lin's singing, his swordsmanship descended to me like a ghost possessed. My hands, my feet, my hammer moved with him, like his shadow following him, and the infinite wheel hammer finally cooperated with Lin Zhenren's cat-slaying sword. The infinite wheel hammer was like the sound of the cat-slaying sword. Every time the cat-slaying sword forced the fifth tower patrolman to guard the guard, the infinite wheel hammer hit the gap released by the tower patrolman.

This infinite wheel hammer has no restrictions, just like an empty bottle that can fill any wine. My divine thunder is naturally injected into the hammer, and purple lightning blooms, like an infinite purple wheel hammer. As soon as I hit the golden light cover of the tower patrolman, a clear and heart-wrenching sound of glass breaking sounded in my ears.

Lin'er, who took a breath, also joined the battle group. She was holding the seventh level pagoda, and she was in the same mood as me who was also on the seventh level pagoda. I moved with Zhenren Lin, and Lin'er also followed us in a consistent manner. She opened her ten mouths, seven-turned claws like flying swords, scratched the fifth tower patrolman. Her claws kept breaking and regenerating, and her hands were bleeding for a moment.

Yuan Zhi was at a disadvantage. She was almost hit by the infinite wheel hammer for a few times. The black turtle painted by Ji Zhenren blocked the hammer in time and was smashed to pieces, earning a life for Yuan Zhi. However, Ji Zhenren's magic pen was slow and it was impossible to save the scene in time. Qingwei's peach wood sword summoned the ghost Ding only to add icing on the cake and shaking the flag and shouting. Pianpian, who can help in time, can't help the second time.

Three Fang Qiong and three tower patrolmen competed with the real fire. There were colorful treasure flames there, and it seemed that she could not even share the heart.

I thought, Lin'er had no magic weapon here, and could she spend it for a long time by blindly consuming it? Yuan Zhi also has a seven-level pagoda. If she joins our battle group and under the command of Zhenren Lin, she will be able to quickly remove the fifth tower patrolman and go back to deal with the fourth tower patrolman. But in this case, the remaining Qingwei Zhenren who is entangled with the fourth tower patrolman is inferior and does not support us until we come back.

My divine thoughts with Zhenren Lin, "Minister Lin, can you bring two tower patrolists into our circle? Yuan Zhi also has a seven-level pagoda that can be intimate with me. The four of us fight with them."

"This is the method for you to kill Gu Tianchi. Yuan Zhi's swordsmanship seems to have come from Murong Guantian all the way, inheriting the assassin swordsmanship of Lan Qin's ancestor. I can indeed control it without any obstacles."

Lin Zhenren nodded and sang with a sword:

"Chewing on the palace, making the ancient sound, the wonderful and harmonious rhythm, summoning the Yin and calling the Yang, blowing open the tiger and leopard door, blowing through the chaos orifice, blowing through the center of heaven and earth, forming the orifice that penetrates the sky, and reaching the top of Lingfeng, overlooking the depths of the Cangming Sea."

He led the fifth tower patrolman to transform from virtual to real, through the stone towers, and to the fourth tower patrolman. Lin'er and I were both empty. Originally, the soul could not pass through the towers, but now there is no self, and they all transform from real to virtual to virtual, easily passing through many towers, gathering with Yuan Zhi, who was still fighting the trapped beasts.

Yuan Zhi and I looked at each other, and she realized it and thoughtlessly. The three of us stood on the seventh level of pagoda, dancing the divine weapons in response to the sound of Lin Dao's singing, just like four eight-armed Lin Dao's sword running around the dragon and snake.

The four people joined together, and they were like catching turtles in a jar. The two tower patrolmen were crowded together. They were like snakes stuffed in an iron can, and they could not get out without any means of moving.

The sound of glass shattering sounded. The golden light of the two patrolmen's body protection dissipated, revealing the skeleton-shaped skeletons. The golden lotus imagined his heart.

Qingwei Zhenren was overjoyed, "We were invisible. It turned out that the fake heart seals that entered the Talin were all abandoned by the tower patrolmen. Take their imaginary hearts quickly! Master Qiong will make a fake heart seal separately. Let us escape and return to the Demon Tower, regroup, and bring more real people from all over the world to practice. The battles outside are small, which is the top major event on the mountain and river list!"

I slandered: No matter how proud Qingwei is, she can only seduce others after she goes back. Master Ren from Xingzong has not left the world yet, so how could he shout outside in front of the precepts master of the Taoist sect’s predecessor?

Qingwei was carrying a peach wood sword, and a group of ugly and cute ghosts surrounded her, stepped into the circle of the four of us, and also came to grab the imaginary heart.

Zhenren Lin frowned slightly. I understand his intentions. The fifth real person's joining did not strengthen our strength. Qingwei was stupid and could not be in the same heart as us, but instead got into trouble.

Suddenly, two tower patrolmen with golden light no longer protected the skeleton claws held the skeleton claws, and launched a Taoist lion roar with six vibrations towards the flying real person Qingwei.

"Ouch!"

Qingwei felt like she was slapped invisible in the face, and she fell to my heels with her head, and her little face became swollen. A tower patrolman stepped on Qingwei and hit her head with a hammer. I hurriedly used infinite purple lightning to hold the hammer of the tower patrolman, saved Qingwei and escaped from Lin Zhenren's circle.

Lin Dao's whistle is not good.

The hammer of the tower patrolman was pressed against my hammer. This was my first hammer match with the tower patrolman and the last time. The entire skeleton was crushed into powder, and then the other tower patrolman holding hands with him was broken into powder. Even their imaginary hearts were gone!

My eyes widened: My hammer was so powerful, I had just been a real person for a few days.

I immediately realized, but it was too late: it was not that I smashed the two skeletons with one hammer, but that the two skeletons were also in the last hammer, and they all emitted three-stack wave-like infinite wheel hammers. This infinite wheel hammer exhausted the imaginary hearts of the two tower patrolmen and exceeded their limits.

With this counter hammer, I was hit by two tower patrolmen who returned to the Void Daoxing to exhaust their energy.

I dropped the infinite purple electric wheel hammer and hugged my head tightly, and my headache was about to break.

I vaguely heard Lin'er's panic cry, Yuan Zhi's curse, and graceful cry. I suddenly realized that my hands and feet were all unstable, like the candlelight in the wind. My body was not here, and this was my soul rapidly withering.

The Nine-Turning Divine Furnace is always connected to my soul in the ring of my body. However, this is the Taoist Tallinn, and the false heart seals entering and leaving the Tallinn have been invalidated. The Nine-Turning Divine Furnace is separated and cannot echo my soul.

Now, I can no longer be resurrected.

A crow stopped in the Tallinn near the front, and the crow made Fang Qiong's voice. The three Fang Qiongs were still fighting with the three tower patrolmen.

This is her spirit of division. Fang Qiong said: "Ji Liuli, use your colorful brush to draw a Yuan Jiankong's body, don't let him scatter! Greeting, use Qiankun Baofu to pray, try to slow down the withering of Yuan Jiankong's soul, and drag it for a while."

My death is the reappearance of Wei Zhengrong. This is what Fang Qiong and Kunlun is the least willing to see.

Ji Liuli hurriedly followed the law. Pianpian used the Qiankun treasure money, and her figure quickly withered: I prayed that I would not let my heart go away, but the price was that I would let my own scatter; but before I could let my scatter, I was afraid that she would let her go away first with her scattered Taoist practice. Qingwei Zhenren looked very ashamed and ordered Pianpian to hand over the Qiankun treasure money to her for use, and Qingwei Zhenren would pray for me.

Lin'er had a strong face, and after all, let Qingwei take over the Qiankun treasure money. Lin'er's soul was exhausted in the fierce battle, and was connected with magic weapons, so she could not pray for me.

My dissipated heart entered the shape drawn by Ji Liuli, and I also prayed to the Qiankun treasure money and could not be dissipated.

Fang Qiong said to Lin Daoming again: "Wei Zhengrong is also a demon to Talin. Once he comes out, more tower patrolmen will come. No matter how powerful he is, he can't stand it."

Lin Zhenren's cat-slaying sword was calmed down and said to Fang Qiong: "The fake heart seal you made was gone. You can't get new, and you can't expel the other three tower patrolmen. We have nowhere to escape, so let's enter Quanzu's painting - Quanzu's thought world does not belong to the Taoist Talin. It turns out that you want us to enter the painting for you to deal with Quanzu. Now, you have to go in one go: If the imprisoned there is really Guanshui, it is the hand of resurrection that is running side by side with Quanzu, and you can save Yuan Jiankong."

Lin'er also urged Fang Qiong to say, "Zheng Qiong, go in!"
Chapter completed!