The fruit of killing life

Chapter 340 Taiyi Golden Body, Eight Sword Formation!
The grandma who staged Rebirth of the Jedi and Return of the Mountain God lovingly pulled Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, the grandsons and granddaughters.

He booed and greeted them for a while.

I also heard my precious granddaughter "twittering" about what happened this year, and her expression changed again and again.

Looking at the golden boy and jade girl that he had single-handedly facilitated, he became more and more satisfied.

The invisible red rope that has been wrapped around the two of them until today—[The Method of Spiritual Response: A Thousand Miles of Destiny and a Thread] (Chapter 220) is originally the masterpiece of her, a social god.

This spiritual method was originally just to allow the two to cover each other and hide.

It can avoid the taboo of [Xiaoshen Tomb] as much as possible: "Whoever has something to say must be known" and avoid bad luck.

In those ignorant and drowsy 15 years, I can vaguely feel that the two siblings, although always noisy, have always been very affectionate.

It can also be regarded as a relief to Lao Huai.

Seeing them again after a year has passed, but the red luan has already shined brightly and achieved good things.

In addition, the touching aura of joy and anger between the granddaughter's brows is clearly a young couple who are in harmony with each other, like glue, a happy couple born naturally.

Grandma, the matchmaker, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He happily accepted the rare gifts they brought, but did not forget to point out a sentence:
"Xiaoyuan, Xiaowu, you still have filial piety! Unlike someone who doesn't even know when her daughter or mother is dead!"

He held Long Shao and sisters Zisu and Hualing released by Wang Yuan affectionately, and talked for a long time.

In the end, when it was the turn of the biological daughter who was waiting anxiously, the old lady who was originally kind-hearted suddenly changed her expression.

Even the air in this "Land of the Dead" became stagnant.

"Heh, you unfilial daughter, you still know that you have a home on Beimang Mountain? Do you still have the face to come back today?!"

The more he talked, the angrier he became, he raised the leading crutch in his hand, and was about to slap his daughter's ass hard.

Although even in grandma's legal domain, Qingyan, a true dragon who takes the road of "unity of law and martial arts", will never fear her as a mountain god.

But he really knew he was wrong and had no face to dodge.

At this time, I can only close my eyes, shrink my neck, and obediently welcome the whipping of my old mother's love.

Wang Yuan led Huang Wu, Zisu, Hua Ling and other young people, and watched the excitement with relish, not thinking it was a big deal at all.

After finally passing through the difficult days, it is really interesting to look back and enjoy this family ethics drama of "the old lady beats the unfilial daughter with a stick".

After all, an old lady over 1000 years old still has the strength to beat someone, which is really gratifying!

I saw the crutch with the dragon's head raised and stopped, raised and stopped again, repeated for a long time, and the heads of the four people also raised and lowered.

It's a pity that it didn't turn out to be a good show.

"Ugh!"

Grandma still loves her daughter dearly, even though she tried hard, she still didn't want to beat her.

After all, he lost his crutches, opened his arms and embraced the daughter who had been away from home for decades and had also suffered misfortune, and sighed deeply:

"Xiaoyan, as long as you come back safely! Mother has been waiting for you at home!"

"woooooo"

Qingyan returned to her mother's side, and also returned to her daughter's identity.

The grievance that was filled with nothing to say finally broke out completely, crying in the dark.

Wang Yuan and Huang Wu, who were holding hands, immediately put away their spectator mentality and looked at each other.

Understand the meaning of the other party.

From Zhou Wenrui's "salesman dragon", getting back the [Mode Dragon Scale Clothes] is not over yet, this matter needs a complete end after all.

On February 280nd, the Jianming emperor was only seriously ill and fainted by the backlash of dragon energy, and he has not passed away until now (Chapter [-]).

And Wang Yuan has a million merits from preventing the diversion of the Zhuohe River, and then condensed ten merits into a golden wheel.

Coupled with the increasingly powerful incense and willingness of Terengganu and northern Xinjiang.

With the combination of the two, it should be possible to completely ignore the high concentration of dragon energy in Yunjing City's "Dragon Qi Center" in a short time, and walk through the capital at will.

It just so happened that "Wushengdao" has been forcibly relocating powerful people from various places to Beijing recently.

Maybe while going to find out the news, you can also go to see Zhou Wenrui to see if he regrets what he has done.

Then give him a ride by the way!
At this moment, the [Ghost Ear News Listening], which had been scattered in Beiman Mountain for a long time, sent an extremely unexpected picture to the bottom of Wang Yuan's heart.

"Hey, this person is Xiao Cui?"

woo woo woo.
The yellow air in the Beiman Mountains is overwhelming, forming black and yellow clouds exuding a foul smell.

As if a mountain was pressing down on the top, it slammed fiercely at Cui Baiyu, who was surrounded by [Punishment Thunder God].

At the same time, there are centipedes, poisonous snakes, scorpions, geckos, toads, and rats formed by the condensed air of epidemic, poisonous, disease, and death.

Together they merged into an overwhelming torrent, completely surrounding him.

Cui Baiyu merged with the [Taiyi Splitting Light Sword] human sword in his hand, turning into a blazing sword light and rushing left and right in the "Plague Formation".

Swinging the sword again and again, fiercely chopping down patches of yellow clouds.

Simultaneously drink in the mouth:

"Thunderbolt and thunderbolt, lightning flashes and wind rushes. Swords are like rain, and team battles are like clouds! Come on!"

Incomparably blazing sword light and electric light shot out from around him one after another, turning pieces of five poisons and rats under his feet into coke, and then crushed into fine powder.

The Taoism of "Taiyi Xuanbing Dao" combined with the [Leibu] god position is exactly the nemesis of such evil spirits.

It's a pity that once the formation is completed, the infinite evil plague air will form its own independent space, no matter how fast he escapes from [Thunderbolt Sword Escape], he will still be unable to break out of the "Plague Formation".

Moreover, as the spread of the plague became wider and wider, more and more [Human-faced Rats] were born, and the power of [Plague Demon King of Yellow Skins] became stronger and stronger.

With it as the eye of the formation, the power of the "Plague Formation" will naturally become more and more powerful.

If it goes on like this, this [Punishment Thunder God] will be completely smothered in this magic circle in a short time.

Looking at the looming giant skinned weasel in the center of the formation, which kept breathing yellow gas, Cui Baiyu obviously realized this, and his face gradually became livid.

"These 'Plague Path' monsters hide really well.

False and real, since he didn't show off his power as soon as he gained power, he wanted to let everyone know his ability;

There is also no "300 taels of silver here", which makes the place where I am completely blank for the plague.

It is this strategy of unfolding the [Plague Umbrella] and disguising the breath of the [Yellow-skinned Dharma King] as an ordinary [Human-faced Mouse].

All the [Immortal Officials] who participated in this operation were exhausted, chasing the [Human Face Mice] around to fight the fire, wasting precious manpower.

It also created the perfect opportunity for these monsters to carry out other conspiracies and tricks! "

Of course, he also cheated him severely with the help of inertial thinking.

It's just that it was too late for Cui Baiyu to understand all this.

After being in a desperate situation and unable to even send out a distress signal, he had to pay the price for his subconscious negligence.

After just a few short rounds, there was only parry left, and the circle of that unparalleled Xuanhe sword became narrower and narrower.

Even under the control of Sun Fenghan, the mage of the [Earth Essence], the pressure of the whole formation gradually pressed on his chest, making him feel so sad that he wanted to vomit blood.

This [Thunder God of Punishment]'s expression changed one after another, and finally his eyes became fixed, staring at the [Yellow King of Law] in the center of the formation like a martyr.

Even if he was going to die here today, he would do his best to take the culprit who spread the plague with him to be buried with him!
End this pandemic here.

Chong——!
The sound of gold and iron suddenly came out of the body, and the whole body turned into bright silver. It was the dharma body cultivated with [Taiyi Splitting Light Sword]——[Taiyi Golden Body].

With a sharp swipe of the fingertip on the blade, silver blood instantly covered the spine of the sword, and a cold light bloomed faintly.

Immediately, he stepped on all directions and chanted in his mouth:
"The sky has eight gates to communicate with the eight winds. The earth has eight directions to respond to the eight trigrams. Gangji four seasons governs all things
The golden body of Taiyi, the envoy of the eight sects!

Eight Gates Sword Formation, open! "

The three gates of opening, resting and birth are opened at the same time.

In an instant.

Stab it--!
A sharp invisible sword wind centered on his body and rushed out in all directions, cutting the yellow gas, five poisons, and black rats around him into pieces.

It seems that there is a posture to break out a new world in the "Plague Formation".

In the [Eight Gates Sword Formation], the three gates of opening, resting, and birth are auspicious, the Jingmen is auspicious, the shocking gate is auspicious, the three gates of death, injury, and killing are auspicious, and the eight gates correspond to eight festivals.

The more doors you open, the stronger the sword formation, and of course the faster you die!
Whether it is the enemy or yourself.

If you open all eight doors, you will definitely die!

It's a pity that Cui Baiyu knows that unless all eight doors are opened, he will definitely not even have a chance to go deep into the core of the formation and touch the [Yellow-skinned Dharma King].

Just when he gritted his teeth and opened the remaining five doors in one breath, burning away his 240-year lifespan in the mage realm, and accomplished all his achievements in one battle.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from outside the formation:

"Sun Fenghan, you sick ghost is too deceitful!
The two fights have their own rules, and whoever can get the 'Beimang Mountain Blessed Land' depends on their own ability, but you actually played a dirty trick, using the big bully to attack the disciples of the old monk's temple.

Tell me quickly, where did you get the old monk's nephew to quit eating? "

"Hey, Xuyun old bald donkey, who has seen your Lao Shizi's nephew!

I can't tell which group of bone monks is abstaining from eating and which is abstaining from sex?

He was afraid that he was not good enough, and was taken away by the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains as a molar stick?Can this also be blamed on me? "

"Fart! My nephew's nephew is already a master of [Yin God], and he is expected to be promoted to a mage within a year. Besides you, who else on this mountain can hurt him?

Dare to be a villain who dare not be, you will lose all the face of the sect! "

Speaking of a huge bone claw, he slapped it hard again.

There was a disagreement, and the two gangs of monsters who were already at odds fought again.

Cui Baiyu, who was left on the sidelines, was at a loss at this moment, and he didn't understand where this group of people came from at all.

But he naturally wouldn't let go of this good opportunity, it's just convenient for him to die with [Yellow-skinned Dharma King] with others restraining him.

At this time, Cui Baiyu suddenly noticed a gaze falling on him, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

But unexpectedly, he found that there was a handsome young man wearing a sapphire blue gown and a jade crown, who looked like a son of a rich family standing under a locust tree.

He was gnawing on something that looked like a "brittle bone".

Seeing himself turning his head, he quickly and enthusiastically waved the "brittle bone" in his hand.

"Xiao Cui! The food tastes good, how about some?"

(End of this chapter)