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761 The Devil's Way to Forget the Dust(1/2)

Unless there is another existence outside that can predict the future, who knows when they will leave?

When they appear and then launch, everyone will run away.

Nuclear bombs are never taken seriously by the dominants. This thing blindly pursues destructive power and is suitable for fighting national wars, which does not pose much threat to them.

"Looking at the ancient and modern times, the only thing that really scares me among humans is the demonic way that Forget Chen. That is the existence that makes me dare not become enemies with it." Qing Shi said frankly.

Anyway, the demon has been dead for decades and has long been a wave that has disappeared in the long river of history.

"You secretly promoted the experience of Taoist Wangchen back then?" Li Xianyu asked.

"Of course." Qingshi said: "The Qing court was defeated and while signing the agreement, Dorgon deliberately leaked the intelligence information of the Ten Thousand Gods to the island country's blood group. We planned to use the Ten Thousand Gods to test the Immortal Birds. She was sleeping at that time, and I, Du Tai, and the guy from Europe, did not dare to return to the Ten Thousand Gods. We could only wait for the Ten Thousand Gods to open at a specific time and send people in to check the situation."

"After that the Japanese army invaded China in an all-out manner, the Aoki family really began to search for the coordinates of the Wanshen Palace. I took advantage of this time and deliberately gave them the key."

"The Aoki family successfully opened the door of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace. Unexpectedly, the blood descendants who entered the Ten Thousand Gods Palace were wiped out. Only a little Taoist priest named Wangchen came out alive and brought out the Lord of lust."

"He did not bring out information about the Immortal Bird, so I didn't kill it and let him grow, because I know that the people of the Aoki family will not give up and will definitely organize people to enter the Montenegro Palace again."

"The subsequent development was as expected, but what I didn't expect was that a mere Taoist priest actually resisted the erosion of the master of lust and created the Three Talents sword technique in a desperate situation."

"How do you understand my mood at that time?"

Is it a rushing mood to draw ten thousand heads?

"We are afraid of another Dorgon being released, fearing that he has an immortal life. How can we play at that time? He must not be killed by his hands and killing them quickly."

Dorgon stole the authority of the master, but he did not transcend the scope of the master.

The demonic path is different. As the founder of the Sancai Sword Technique, if he also obtains the immortal life and immortality, then there is no need to dominate.

You can't beat him to death, because everyone is immortal.

And someone can stab you to death with just one sword.

"So you secretly contributed to the fire, slandered his reputation, spread rumors that he had a treasure, and pushed him into the abyss." Li Xianyu gritted his teeth.

"This is the trick to deal with your biological father." Qingshi laughed proudly: "Not only that, we also sent killers to disguise themselves as Cao's people to deal with him and intensify the conflict."

"Seeing Forgetful Love, teach him how to strip away the remains and seize the remains of the demon."

"By the way, the death of Junior Sister Wangchen is also what I mean." Qingshi said with a smile: "At that time, Master Quanzhen was already my believer."

"All this is to make the demon completely crazy and go to destruction."

Everyone was confused and didn't understand these past events. Not everyone was secretly following Li Xianyu's account updates like Xiu'er.

Grandma Zu and Bing Zhazi have never read Wangchen's short story series.

It turns out that you killed the junior sister, Li Xianyu's forehead is full of veins.

These old monsters secretly manipulate the blood-born world, the unparalleled battle soul, the demonic Taoist Wangchen, and the tragedy of the three brothers under the moon back then were all dominated by them.

They are hidden behind the scenes and fiddled with human lives like dolls.

During the time of speaking, Qing Shi and Dorgon had recovered most of their physical strength.

The villains die because they talk too much. Their words are not mentally retarded, but delay time and restore strength. With the mind of the Qingshi, they will not relax their vigilance because of their complacentness.

However, Grandma Zu, Bing Zhazi, Li Xianyu and others also accumulated a lot of physical strength during this period.

Master Qing moved his muscles and bones, and the subcutaneous bones made a sound like a bean-like explosion.

"Let me put an end to this battle, Immortal Bird, you will definitely lose."

Baker Richardson interjected: "Even if the demon Tao is resurrected, it will not change the ending."

At that time, at this moment, the entire Wanshen Palace suddenly shook violently, as if it was a major earthquake.

Bing Zhazi's face changed slightly: "The Palace of the Gods was broken."

It wasn't that the door was blasted open, but that this space began to collapse.

Everyone present was filled with a stern heart and a serious expression.

There is no doubt that the third party intervened.

The ninth master!!

The next moment, the witty people locked in the target.

The most powerful masters in the blood-born world gather here, and the rest, such as the chief living in the lines, do not have this power.

Only the mysterious ninth master who saw the head but didn't see the tail had such power.

It finally appeared, and it was indeed the idea of ​​the oriole behind.

"It's good to come out." Dorgon snorted: "It's better than being shot at a critical moment."

At this time, a sharp sound came from everyone's ears.

Like the sound of a missile being launched.

Looking in the sound, I saw a stream of light piercing through the Ten Thousand Gods Palace and approaching quickly.

It was a three-foot long sword, dragging the red tail light, and the sword body was red and almost melting.

With a boiling and red sword ridge, a young Taoist priest with long sleeves stood in the wind, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and handsome appearance.

When I saw him at first sight, my temperament and expression reminded me of the chrysanthemum Taoist Dan Chenzi.

If you look at it again, you will find that there is something missing from Dan Chenzi's body called the protagonist's halo.

No, it is Yuan and Yue Zhi's temperament.

Li Xianyu was stunned. He had seen the Taoist priest's voice, appearance, smile and appearance in his dreams and at the Taoist conference.

"Forget the Chen, Forget the Chen!" Slime suddenly fell into an uncontrollable excitement and roared loudly: "It's you, it's you, it's all your fault, it's all your fault!!!"

Forget the Chen Demon Way Forget the Chen

Slime's words were like thunder striking in the hearts of everyone.

Grandma Li Peiyun, etc., who had seen the remnant soul of the demon Tao, suddenly realized and immediately recognized the young Taoist priest.

Dan Chenzi widened his eyes and knew that it was the old Taoist priest who had been with him for several years and had taught him.

This is the true face of the old senior.

"The Demonic Way Forgets the Chen" Master Qing's heart was cold, and his huge fear exploded in his heart.

Baker Richardson felt the flying sword that was rushing towards him. Perhaps his mental power touched the other party. He felt his soul trembling, and he felt as weak as duckweed.

He is the demonic Taoist Wangchen. Eighty years ago, the Quanzhen Rebellion started and was born during World War II, which made the entire Far East Blood Seed world tremble.

Taoist demon!

Forget the dust!

Why is he still alive? How could he still be alive

Is it Baoze’s reinforcement? Damn, why has Baoze never revealed the existence of the demonic path?

Why has there never been any news about him in the huge intelligence network of the Super Powers Association?

If I knew he wasn't dead, I, President Baker, felt cold.

The one who is even colder in his heart is Qing Master because it finds that it is locked up. Yes, the demonic Taoism is targeting it.

The demon locked it.

There is nowhere to escape and cannot escape. This is the true feeling of Master Qing.

That is the lock from the soul. No matter how it avoids it, this sword will penetrate its soul.

"This is the soul, not the body, he is not the real demon, it is the residual soul of the demon, what's wrong? The residual soul of the demon, is already in the Dao Conference."

Smack

It was like hot hot oil pouring on the meat, making a boiling sound.

The burning red iron sword hit Qingshi's face, knocking himself into a splash of iron.

The young Taoist priest on the sword disappeared into the Qing Master's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

The next moment, an invisible and qualitative spiritual storm swept across all the Jidao present, half-step Jidao.

If the soul has an image, the souls present will be like candlelight, swaying violently in the strong wind and will be extinguished at any time.

Dorgon and Beck Richardson, who were closest to the Qingshi, felt the deepest, especially the latter, who lost consciousness in an instant, and his soul seemed to escape into the boundless darkness.

After a while, the young Wangchen floated out of the Qingshi's sea of ​​consciousness. He glanced at Li Xianyu and others who had not yet escaped from the chaos of consciousness. He frowned and sighed quietly: "It turns out that he is so stupid."

He looked at the gray sky and smiled freely: "I'm lucky, I'll take revenge."

I did not agree to Qin Ze’s request because the time has not come.

The Lord of Pojun had to kill all his clones before he would die, and he only had a chance to have one blow.

This is the time he waits for.

The already illusory sound became more and more erratic, and in a few seconds, it was completely erased from the world.

After a while, everyone recovered from the frenzy and terrible mental storm, covering their heads that seemed to be cracked, their faces were pale, and they looked around with vigilance.
To be continued...
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