New White Snake Asking Immortals

In midsummer, there are no cicadas and frogs.

The sky was yellow and sultry, the doors and windows of the study were open, and the man in official uniform with long hair and long beard was writing quickly.

"In the summer months, the whole county has a big epidemic. There are countless people who died in the nineteenth century. The cities and towns are empty, and there are few survivors. The dead have no coffins and mourning.

"Although Xiaguan is worried about the people's tears, he bears the worries of thousands of surnames..."

"The sinner must never write..."

Take out the official seal and press it **** the memorial.

Fold it up, tie it to the bird, open the cage and watch the bird spread its wings away, to the end of the eyes, it seems to take away the official's energy.

Wet the cotton towel to wipe off the haggard face, and put on the official hat.

Stand up on a stool.

Put on white silk.

The stool fell to the ground with a bang, and the hanging beam committed suicide.

The picture retreats from the study room of the officials who committed suicide by hanging beams. Outside the house, the yamen looks dead and slumped. The picture continues to go out. More and more people are dying from the epidemic. The county government is dead.

Drum Tower, roof ridge.

Cthulhu enjoys his masterpiece.

What can Heavenly Court do to me, and what can White Dragon do? It hasn't been caught by those monsters yet. Unfortunately, it is rumored that bathing in dragon blood can enhance the body's ability to expand. Who doesn't want to taste dragon blood?

I was very bored, took a bronze mirror to appreciate myself, straightened my hairstyle and raised my chin to study how to take care of my beard.

After fiddling with it for a while, how...

in the bronze mirror.

The evil **** saw his face rotting, revealing his muscles and bones...

The back tightened, and there was nothing abnormal when looking at the bronze mirror again. It seemed like an illusion just now, but the evil spirit always felt that something was not right, and the sudden change was more like an early warning.

"Um?"

The sick face in the bronze mirror can be seen deformed and distorted to the naked eye.

Touching the chin carefully to confirm whether it is really deformed, it feels absurd and unreasonable.

"It may be due to the fact that I have practiced too fast recently. It's a bit reluctant to stop."

Extremely narcissistic stroking cheeks.

Feeling the special dragon's breath, it is the mysterious dragon scales worn by Jiaoyao. It seems that the Shenlong Temple has succeeded after all. The great benefits are handed over to people.

Without looking back, he continued to study the bronze mirror and greeted him lightly.

"Congratulations to Brother Jiao and Brother Jiao, from now on..."

Not finished.

Sudden!

A dazzling lightning flashed from the chest!

"what……"

The bronze mirror in his hand instantly sputtered into copper juice, his chest was pierced, and a bunch of terrifying lightning slashed diagonally from the cloud. The Evil God didn't have time to think about it.

The earth trembled, building bricks and corpses scattered all over the place, and the roar was so loud that nothing could be heard.

The huge ferocious dragon claws stepped down and stepped out of the deep pit!

The rich filth that filled the county seat was instantly annihilated by Long Wei, the manic white dragon's huge body volleyed across the sky, and the dragon's eyes stared at the evil **** whose body was overflowing with filth.

"Today! You must die!"

In an instant, the evil **** was horrified and felt that he had lost something...

When he was severely injured by a sneak attack, his fate was extremely weak. At this time, Shenlong took the opportunity to display the true covenant, and the invisible fate was weakened again.

"White Dragon! As a dragon clan, you have a shameless and despicable sneak attack...cough!"

"Too much nonsense!"

The huge dragon mouth is getting brighter and brighter.

"Roar!"

Soaring high in the sky, he spit dragon flames, and the incandescent fire column was hunting and hunting, suppressing and burning the badly damaged evil spirits.

The evil spirit roared wildly and released the evil poison and filth to resist the burning, knelt down on one knee, raised his left hand on the ground, raised his right hand, clenched his teeth, and shivered.

All are incandescent, and the runes of the vestments are wiped out under the high temperature.

I really can't stand it...

With a bang, he fell to his knees.

The gray plague filth in the raised right hand condensed the gray barrier, and it became weaker and weaker in a short period of time.

It was a short time, but it seemed like half a lifetime had passed.

The white dragon hovering in the sky stopped its dragon flames, the flames dissipated, and the ground burned into a deep pit of fiery crystals.

In the middle of the deep pit, the badly consumed Evil God's cheeks were burned to reveal blood-red muscles and white teeth. It was exactly the same as what was seen in the bronze mirror before. His arms were scorched black, and there were only a few short black charcoals left in his right palm. , a chest injury and inability to fall.

Sky.

The white dragon circled in a circle and swooped toward the evil god!

The dying Cthulhu conditioned reflex raised his arms, closed his eyes and howled in horror.

"Come on! Kill me..."

The terrifying coercion condensed the gust of wind to blow the Evil God's hair into pieces, closed his eyes and waited for the huge white dragon to trample him to death, pressing on the ground and unable to lift his head.

However, the expected weight did not arrive and the wind stopped.

The white dragon transformed into a human form.

The cloth boots stepped on the evil god's chest.

The evil god, whose half of his face was destroyed, roared wildly, drooling along the burnt mouth.

"Kill me! Despicable! Shameless! Kill me immediately!"

The intact half of his face was in pain, and his ears were ringing.

The evil **** looked at Bai Yujun in disbelief, and his left hand touched his hot cheek. The beating was distorted and deformed. His eyes were unacceptable, as if he had been insulted by the sky.

"You... hit me in the face?"

Snapped!

Another slap.

Completely stunned, there are actually gods who will slap in the face.

Bai Yujun bent down and grabbed the evil god's neck and lifted it up viciously.

"Tell me why you suddenly started massacres! Tell me the truth!"

"Cough...why should I... say?"

"I said maybe I'll spare you to die."

"Hahahaha...I'm not afraid, kill me, you'd better kill me now, it's just a dog in heaven! What a pretense!"

"Oh? Sounds very strong~www.wuxiamtl.com~ In that case, I will help you do a blessing ceremony."

Hearing this, the evil **** looked at Bai Yujun in horror.

"what are you up to?"

"Of course I'm praying for you, don't worry, the secret scripture of the orthodox Taoism, I am a disciple of the orthodox Taoism."

He took out an ancient book with vicissitudes of life and turned it to a certain page. He used his knee to support the chest of the evil **** who was lying on the ground, holding the book in his left hand, and drew the seven stars of Tiangang on the evil god's face with his right hand.

"No...no...stop..."

What is the difference between cultivating the evil spirits full of evil and being blessed by a real dragon chanting Taoist scriptures and feeding poison through the intestines?

Bai Yujun looked up at the sky reverently after painting the seven stars.

Zhu lips impassionedly chanted a spell.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort your figure!"

"Blue dragon and white tiger, there are many battles!"

"Suzaku Xuanwu, guard Ruzhen!"

A sentence of Taoist scriptures were read out, and his eyes were extremely pious.

Raise your right hand to the sky, and quickly and standardly form the Taoist door to pray for blessings.

And the four directions around the Heretic God actually showed the phantoms of the Four Divine Beasts. The demons were surrounded by the four Divine Beasts. The kind of fear can be imagined. The suffering of being blessed and tortured by the Taoist scriptures was unbearable, and he desperately twisted his body and legs. Deng still couldn't break free from the real dragon's suppression. At this time, he would rather be burned by the white dragon's flames than suffer from the curse of the scriptures.

After finishing the handprint, he suddenly pressed it in front of the evil god's forehead.

"A letter that penetrates the heavens! A book is shocking! It is too high to transform the three clear! Hastily like the law...!"

"I said...I said all..."

The Evil God was horrified and gave up resistance completely.

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