"Strange, what can make me so frightened?" Demon Road suddenly stops absorbing mana, and instead spits out a puff of smoke to prepare to use Dayan arithmetic to deduce what will happen in the future.
I saw his fingers playing, his nails clanking, and red light flew out from his nails and merged into the smoke in front of him. The smoke rolled and quickly changed into a mirror.
I saw a picture on the mirror, or a figure, or a beast. After the picture rotates and breathes, the whole mirror suddenly collapses, but it is his way of calculating that disappears on its own.
Watching the broken smoke slowly dissipate in front of his eyes, Wang Guang’s mind kept turning. At the moment when his big Yan arithmetic disappeared, he understood that what happened this time had a huge impact on himself and even the people who killed the prison. Otherwise, it permanently cost him a lot of big Yan arithmetic, and it would not suddenly collapse after deducing the next year or two.
"Practitioners, all kinds of powerful monsters." The diabolical way frowned and kept thinking about the scene shown in Dayan arithmetic just now. For a long time, diabolism took a deep breath and suddenly became clear in my heart. "So that’s it. Hehe, you are unwilling to be lonely after all. I didn’t expect to shoot at this time. Haha, it’s really fun."
After the dispute in my heart, the diabolical way fiercely stood up, and he was not in Qianxiu, but reached out and waved his hand in the air. I saw dozens of Se streamers suddenly flying out of the stars. Flaming red or gold, instantly appeared on the top of the demon road.
These lights hover over the head of the demon road, and after giving out a burst of Cui Ming, they all follow his head and drill into the body. Then Yaodao shook his body, and recalled more than half of the Yuan gods around him. Except for some Yuan gods evolved in recent years, all the others returned to the ontology.
"Evil monk, be original and go out for a walk. You must be careful." Demon Road stretched out his hand to outline the symbol in the air, and finally threw all the scenes he deduced into the symbol, which passed the message to the bald monk and evil monk. And after he passed on the information, he ignored how the evil monk would respond in the future. He reached out and made a fire uā, and then the whole person jumped into the fire uā. After the fire uā contained his body, he let out a piercing whistle and disappeared in the Zongmen.
Relying on the speed of fire escape, the demon road is thousands of miles away in an instant. A few breathing time, out of the tongtian kill prison, directly appear outside the station.
Just came to the station outside, diabolism feel a little uncomfortable. He only feels that the aura around him is very weak, which is thousands or even tens of thousands of times different from the aura concentration in Zongmen Station.
"How can the boundless Buddha be like this?" The diabolical way can’t help but gasp in air conditioning and cry out. You know, 300 years ago, the concentration of reiki inside and outside the ancestral gate was only a few hundred times different, and the highest place was only a thousand times different. I didn’t expect such a big change in just three hundred years. How can this not make him feel frightened?
"With this change, evil monks should be damned if they don’t know it." Yaodao frowned, turned his mind, and soon wanted to understand why.
It turns out that for more than 300 years, all the members of the Tongtian Prison Sect have been trapped in the Zongmen compound and rarely come out. Even if it is to extract the spiritual pulse or refine the mountain peak, it is also prohibited by the clan door.
Those who want to walk in Zongmen are not qualified to go out, while those who can enter and leave Zongmen at will sit in places with strong aura all day to absorb the essence of aura or stars to enhance their strength. As a result, it has led to such a big change that people actually know nothing.
After carefully feeling the situation of the outside world, diabolism didn’t delay time. After passing the news to the evil monk, it directly cast the fire escape technique and flew to the place where he calculated it.
Flying all the way only took more than ten days, and the place where the demon road is located has become prosperous. There are fewer mountains, and large plains appear in front of him. On these plains, imperial empires of different sizes lived on them.
Yaodao carefully flew over these imperial empires, and he released a lot of mind to sense the breath in the air, while using deduction to make fuzzy deduction.
After three or five imperial empires, he didn’t find any vision, but when he went to a remote empire, he suddenly felt abnormal.
It turned out that this fellow flew over the empire established by mortals, and he could see the world of mortals soaring, and all kinds of grievances and ShaQi hovering, and countless souls were flying in the air with dementia, but after flying to the empire, he could only see the world of mortals and resentment soaring, but not many demented souls flying around.
If this happens in an area, he doesn’t care at all, just think that some down-and-out practitioners collect those souls to forge magic weapons or magical powers. But after careful observation, he found that there were no souls in Fiona Fang and hundreds of Wan Li. Such a strange place immediately aroused his vigilance.
Because according to his idea, if someone collects souls to refine magic weapons or magical powers, they will definitely collect souls on the battlefield, or concentrate on killing an area to get what they want. I won’t collect the scattered souls floating between heaven and earth at all.
The heart is suspicious, and after diabolical thinking, he immediately made a decision.
I saw that he used mana to inject into his eyes, and after performing a small skill, he bowed his head and looked at the mortal empire below. Soon the demon road found a small town.
I saw his fingers flicking, and the red light fell off his nails and flew to the town below. Thousands of red lights fell to the ground during breathing, and the nails were broken and born again. I never worried that this special method would be invalid.
When the red light fell, the residents in the town were instantly pierced by nails like flying swords, and they lost their lives in an instant. At that time, thousands of souls came out of the body, and their minds were very weak. After leaving the human body, they were blown by the cold wind, and únún froze and lost his mind. They just let the cold wind blow and flew for nine days. If there is no accident, they will fly in the air for dozens of days, and then they will dissipate between heaven and earth, or merge into heaven and earth, or their souls will be broken and reborn again.
The diabolical way carefully stared at the thousands of souls. When he saw these souls fly into the air, they showed signs of drifting around at first, but later, they actually gathered together and drifted in the same direction.
"Infinite Buddha, is there any treasure to hold souls calling them?" Yao Dao is suspicious in his heart, so he can’t help but speed up the arithmetic deduction. That once thought that he accelerated the arithmetic deduction, and the mirror that the big Yan arithmetic turned into smashed, and it was a permanent consumption of a lot of minds.
Seeing this situation, diabolism, no matter how stupid it is, knows that things are not good. After thinking a little, he shook his body and released more than a dozen yuan gods to fly around.
I saw these yuan gods flying tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of miles away in time. After they chose their own towns, they killed at the same time, so as to carefully observe where those souls were going to fly.
Almost instantly, diabolism knew what was happening in other Yuan gods. It turns out that the souls of other places have gathered together and flew in the same direction after they appeared. It’s just that their destinations are different.
"Hey, it seems that there is something fishy here. If there is a different treasure attracting these souls, I don’t know that hundreds of Wan Li in Fiona Fang are such different treasures. I’m afraid this matter has a lot to do with being original." The diabolical mind turned and soon had an idea.
He let the more than a dozen Yuan gods stare at a bunch of souls flying, while he himself chased those souls moving slowly just now. He wanted to see where these souls had gone.
Line but half a day’s kung fu, diabolism suddenly noticed that there are two groups of Y and N cold breath in front of him. This Y and N cold breath is very strange, which is very different from the breath of practitioners. Suspicion in his heart forced him to speed up his search. As for those souls, he left another Yuan God to take care of them.
Fire escape instantly thousands of miles, but a few breathing time, diabolical appeared in the two strange y and n cold breath.
He looked down and saw the two creatures with y and n cold breath in human form, one was dark and the other was indiscriminate. It looks very strange to be covered in dark hands with chains and long banners, and to carry sticks and sickles upside down all over.
"Such a creature is like the ghosts of the fallen powers in ancient times, but according to the memory of the Lord of ghosts and gods, these ancient ghosts have already disappeared without a trace after the war. How can two suddenly appear here? Moreover, their strength is so weak that even the cultivation of Dan Shi has not been achieved, so they should not be those ancient ghosts. " The demon thought in his heart, and he wondered whether they were creatures formed after the souls of the practitioners practiced the secret method. However, after he rummaged through all the Taoist books and classics of Yizong, he found that the spirits of those practitioners used the secret method to cultivate their breath, which was very similar to that of ordinary practitioners, and there would be no such big difference at all. As a result, Wang Guang was puzzled.
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Chapter two hundred and thirty-eight Stealth action
Chapter two hundred and thirty-eight Stealth action
Chapter two hundred and thirty-eight
Curious in the heart, diabolical also don’t care about anything, directly forward and grabbed the two black and white creatures in their hands. A green light fell on the heads of two black and white creatures, and their memories were extracted in an instant.
"So that’s it. It’s really a good means." After seeing the breath of these two creatures, Yaodao not only knows the origin of these two creatures, but also knows the reason why those souls are abnormal.
It turns out that these two black-and-white creatures were made by secret methods, and their owners called them ghosts, saying that they were in charge of what Y and N hell, and your honour in eighteen layers of hell. They came out this time, just to meet those souls who have lost their bodies into the hell, so as to be reincarnated and reborn.
"It’s crazy for a fanatic to want to lead the soul of the whole world of practicing Qi to your place for imprisonment and conviction." The diabolical way frowned, because in the memory of these two ghosts, he also found that they even grabbed the souls of thousands of low-level practitioners and put them in y and n Cao Di for trial.
A crush the two ghosts, and use the lung y and n torches to burn them out, diabolism that cast the avatar in accordance with the memory of the two ghosts flew towards the y and n Cao Di entrance.
With a clear goal, diabolism only took uā just a few breathing time to reach the destination.
This is a large city of mortals, with at least a million people living in it. After careful induction, you can still detect the breath of seven or eight practitioners. The diabolical way also did not consider so much, and directly used the means to drill down to the bottom of the city.
This drill is tens of thousands of miles deep and finally appears in a huge cave.
There is nothing in the cave except an altar in the center. The diabolical way came forward to look at the altar carefully, but before he could understand it carefully, he saw the black light flashing on the altar, and a y and n cold breath emerged from it.
When the darkness cleared, Demon Road saw dozens of ghosts standing on the altar with chains and sticks.
"Who is so bold, unexpectedly come to our hell? This is no place for you to stay. When will you leave soon? " Led by a ghost, a face of ferocious and fierce.
"Infinite Buddha, a group of rubbish, actually inked in front of being original, which is really a death wish." Demon way smell speech grimace of a grin, he didn’t expect these ghosts who don’t even have Dan Shi Xiu to dare to talk to him like this. Angry in my heart, I directly opened my mouth and sprayed smoke to involve them in the dream world of then, tearing my body and suppressing it forever.
After the memory of dozens of ghosts was absorbed by him, Wang Guang soon knew the usefulness of this altar.
It turns out that this altar was built by their master. As long as it is a soul, it can enter the so-called Y and N Cao Hell through this altar. The diabolical way, after a little thinking, summoned all the Yuan gods back to guard the noumenon, while he released a soul with golden bursts and jumped into the altar, and went into the so-called Y and N Cao hell.
Don’t say how to wait for the demon road ontology outside, just say what happened after he stepped into the altar.
After the Yuan God stepped into the altar, a black light appeared out of thin air, and then the diabolism felt uā at the moment and instantly appeared in a desolate place.
Surrounded by all the dry earth, even a grass can’t be seen. The sky is full of dark clouds Y and N, and souls without minds wander around this barren land.
Mind rotation, unexpectedly unaware of the whereabouts of ontology, diabolical heart is not a big surprise.
"What is this place, which can actually cut off the induction between me and the ontology, which is really amazing." He thought in this heart, and the ontology also sensed something bad outside. Just to be on the safe side, after he left a few Yuan gods to monitor the altar, the ontology directly cast its magical powers and returned to the prison camp.
It is said that Yuan Shen, a demon god, wandered around the so-called Y and N Cao hell to watch and found that there was no aura of heaven and earth in this space. Every time he moved here, he felt the passing of mana. And diabolism also found that the dark clouds floating in the sky after he appeared, constantly condensed around his head. In a short time, among the dark clouds, there were raindrops the size of soybeans falling down.
When raindrops fall, the demon road freshmen are alert, and they quickly open their mouths and spit out a puff of smoke to keep those raindrops out. These raindrops are very lively, and after falling on the smoke, they begin to corrode the smoke quickly, giving off bursts of sound.
"Hehe, it’s really arrogant to want to kill being original only by such means." With a snort of diabolism, I saw his hands waving, and a little bit of mana emerged from his fingertips to form a green flame in front of him.
This flame would produce strange, about the size of a fist, swaying, and even absorb the Y and N evil spirit around it, which makes it more and more bright.
"Go" diabolical hands push, the green flame flew thousands of meters away like a meteor, and then burst. Life is two, life is three, and life is ten million. In just three or five breathing hours, countless green flames began to spread around. They spread and burn all the way, and when they touch the ignorant soul, they burn out directly, and when they touch the rocks and dust, they blend in.
The green flame burned for thousands of miles and met with strong resistance.
In the observation of diabolical mind, I saw a palace on a mountain peak. The palace was completely dark, emitting clouds of black light to keep these green flames firmly low outside. And the black light turned and began to slowly polish those flames.
It is said that on this day, the demon road was in retreat, and suddenly my mind moved and I felt that something was going to happen.
