Chapter 67 The Grand Master who practiced demonic techniques (22 Seeking to read)

Author: Lingling Lingling Lingling

Chapter 67 The Grand Master who practiced demonic techniques (22 Seeking to read)

As Zhang Li shouted softly, Monk Leran felt a three-foot white elephant stepping over his head.

The white elephant is three feet tall, covered with white armor, with long teeth flashing cold light, and her eyes are majestic. She lifts her feet down, like a landslide and cracks.

The power was as strong as the sky, which made Monk Leran's eyes wide open and his hands clasped, and all the qi and blood and true qi in his body gathered.

"Buzz--"

The golden energy penetrated out of the body and condensed into an illusory golden Buddha.

The realm of transforming qi, the true qi condenses the qi!

Grandmaster strong!

When Monk Yeran looked up again, his face showed a daze.

There was no white elephant, and Zhang Li in front of him had long disappeared without a trace.

"It's amazing..." He whispered, and he lowered his head slightly, looked in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

Just three feet away from him, a huge footprint of a war elephant reached three inches into the ground.

Three inches of land, bluestone turned into powder!

If this kick was stepped on him just now, even if he was a master of Qi Transformation, he would definitely not be able to resist it.

"Jing Yuanguan, Mr. Zhang, thunder in his palm." Taking a deep breath, Monk Leran turned around and left.

...

Luojing City.

Zhang Liren ran on the stretched roof, and two golden cursors in front of him overlapped.

A light green light shrouded outside the body, leaving people missing.

It's just a means of hidden tracking.

His face was slightly solemn.

The one who took Yu Mengmeng away was the one who practiced the demonic magic.

The person who came to Jingyuanguan Demon-Suppressing Tower was also a demon-cultivating person.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Although Yu Mengmeng and Qingyue are monsters, they are pure and kind-hearted.

The person who practices demonic magic robs the blood of the demon clan and seeks his own way of death.

With his body flying, Zhang Li walked with the seventh level of Qi training to control Qi, three feet high in the air, as fast as a meteor to the moon.

But there was no slight turbulence around him, but it was like a flowing cloud following the wind.

If the world can see such an image, it will inevitably exclaim "God"!

The market below is crowded with people, and the continuous houses become more exquisite and tall.

The building is tall and the house is wide, and the carved beams and painted buildings are carved.

This is the capital of the Great Zhao Emperor and Luojing.

Who can think of such a mortal city to commit evil?

Going further forward, the crowds are gradually becoming less and less.

This is the center of Luojing City, and only the royal family can live in it.

The golden marks in front of Zhang Li became more and more dazzling.

The person you want to find is not far ahead.

Running around, a long green river in front of Zhang Li.

The river is three meters wide, with bluestone railings on both sides, water is like jade belts, and scales are rippling.

Looking up, there is a golden city wall in front of you.

The yellow city wall is two meters high, red tiles and green trees are hidden, and pavilions can be seen everywhere.

Imperial City.

The hidden trace talisman on his body dissipated, and a trace of ice appeared in Zhang Li's eyes.

The demon cultivator is in the imperial city.

The royal family worship hall indeed practiced the magic.

So what about the imperial city!

His body moved like a light cloud, like smoke and fog, and he stepped ten feet away in one step and flew into the imperial city.

Silent.

Zhang Li walked slowly forward, and the faint clouds floated up under his feet, holding his body in his arms, like an immortal moving in a wave.

Practice Qi seven levels and control Qi.

A faint purple color lingered on the jade pendant around his waist.

In the stone pavilion not far away, a fifty-year-old scholar in black beard and green robe nodded gently.

The scribe has a humble face, stands with his hands behind his back, and has a dignity like a deep abyss.

"Mr. Jing Yuan Guanzhang?" The scholar bowed his hands, his face calm, "hiding in hiding, flying into the sky, taking the real magic method."

"Prime Minister of the Eastern Kingdom?" Zhang Li looked at the scholar and spoke softly.

The scribe smiled gently and bowed: "Dongfangjing has met Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Li moved forward step by step, and the true energy gathered under his feet and turned into a green lotus.

Lotus grow step by step, and all things are perfect!

A purple halo on his waist became increasingly intense.

A faint blood condensed on his body, as if it turned into a white war elephant.

In the void, within ten feet, the clouds are turbulent.

The peak power among the banished immortal cultivators face the strongest master realm in the world!

This is the collision between immortals and mortals!

Looking at Zhang Li walking down the air, Dongfang Jing raised his hand and waved his hand and said softly: "It's rare to see Mr. Zhang, why not talk about it?"

In the stone pavilion, black and white chess pieces flew and fell down.

Play chess?

Even if he used literature to become a martial artist and achieved great master status by relying on swordsmanship, this prime minister of the Eastern Kingdom was still a literati.

However, his wave of hand broke the originally solemn atmosphere.

Zhang Li nodded and walked to the stone table to sit down.

"Sir, I'm a god, Dongfang Jing is welcome." After Dongfang Jing finished speaking, a black chess piece pressed the chessboard lightly.

As soon as one fell, nineteen lines across the chessboard seemed to be alive.

A black spell suppressed all directions, and the remaining 360 dots seemed to turn into the world of heaven and earth.

"Using the thundering method in the palm of your hand, you shouldn't have come to this mortal world."

Dongfang Mirror stopped and looked at Zhang Li.

The mundane world is not completely unaware of the world of immortality.

The methods shown by Zhang Li should not be the exiled immortal cultivator at all.

Zhang Li's face remained unchanged. He pinched a jade white chess piece with his fingertips and said lightly: "The peak master of the Eastern Kingdoms, scholars govern the country, and gentlemen wear swords."

He raised his hand, stopped, and said lightly: "Why do you have to practice demonic magic?"

Cultivate demonic methods!

Bai Zi faced Hei Zi without giving in at all, just like two armies connecting, and the brave ones won!

The black and white pieces confronted on the chessboard, like two armies confronting each other, causing vertical and horizontal lines to intersect, and vaguely the sound of dragon shadows whistling out.

Use chess pieces to infuse your own cultivation power, arrange troops and arrange formations, and gather points and lines.

The chessboard is the battlefield!

At this time, purple light flashed on the jade pendant on Zhang Li's waist, which clearly showed the strong demonic aura around him.

And at this time, the person closest to him was Dongfang Mirror.

No matter how Dongfang Mirror tests, Zhang Li directly made it clear!
To be continued...