New White Snake Asking Immortals

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The sun and moon in the palm, the universe in the sleeve, the yin and yang gossip is clear about life and death.

What about gods, mortals can also stand shoulder to shoulder with gods. Taking advantage of the time Gongyang Kui bought for himself, Yuan Yun calmly and quickly took advantage of the situation, and used the ancient wells and old tree archways to mobilize the qi of mountains, rivers and lakes, and manipulated feng shui with the compass in his palm. Bureau, continuously gaining momentum.

Looking out from above the town.

It seems that there is a huge golden compass adjusting in an orderly manner, causing changes in the surroundings.

The wind blows the lake and the waves hit the shore, and the weeping willows sway.

The blacksmiths in the town were beating farm implements when suddenly, the furnace flames exploded, the water vapor filled the ancient well, the leaves of the thousand-year-old trees turned green, the rusted swords actually exuded the cold and sharpness, and the blurred handwriting on the mottled stone archway became more and more clear.

I don't know when the sun is covered by dark clouds, and the dark clouds are thick as ink...

"Ram! Give me some time!"

Yuan Yun was calm and composed, not even raising his head.

The cultivator at the head did not move, and there was only one chance to turn around. If he failed, he would be caught back like a dog, and there was no room for mistakes.

If you had studied the secrets of Feng Shui seriously when you were young, why would you work so hard today?

The pressure on the Rams has increased sharply.

"I want time to talk to those arrogant guys!"

Destroy one opponent with three remaining.

The two young monks were sluggish, and the other monk raised his stab at the ram.

According to common sense, a crossbow can only be equipped with one arrow, and the replacement speed is slow. Anyone with a little experience in the rivers and lakes knows that they should take the opportunity to get close to their opponents.

Who knew that the crossbow of the carpenter's genius Gong Yang Yi could fire two bursts...

Pulling the mechanism again, the rushing young monk stumbled and fell, with a crossbow arrow stuck in his leg.

Gong Yangyi grabbed his hand and threw out some small and delicate mechanisms. After he left his hand, he flicked his wings as thin as a cicada's wings and turned into a group of delicate bamboo dragonflies. The bamboo dragonflies flew towards the two obviously inexperienced young monks, as sharp as knives. Wings cut clothes to pierce the skin.

The two people were screaming in pain.

Grab the mechanism crossbow with one hand and pull it gently, the mechanism clicks and the crossbow is loaded again!

The headed cultivator only felt the blood rush to his forehead.

"Trash! Disgraceful!"

Violently shocked, the magic weapon sword on the back came out of its sheath.

Even if he takes action in person, he still maintains due caution, refuses to go forward into the Feng Shui Bureau, and chooses the imperial envoy Feijian to attack from a distance, which is conservative but safe.

"The ants are dying!"

Holding the sword in hand, the index finger and the **** are brought together to point to Gongyang.

Even the most common swordsmanship in the cultivation world is not something that Gong Yangxi can compete with. The moment he is locked by Feijian, there is an irresistible feeling of powerlessness, which is far beyond his own ability.

"Brother Yuan..."

"Give me a little more time!"

Yuan Yun calmly and focused on mobilizing Feng Shui.

"Hurry up! Otherwise, we will have to ask Lao Huang to burn paper for us during the Qingming Festival next year!"

The fight has to be fought, gritted his teeth and grabbed the wooden box of the mysterious mechanism on the side, and used the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

The sound of the gears of the dense mechanism sounded, and he turned around quickly.

At this moment, Feijian stabbed with a sharp whistle, hitting Gongyang's chest in the middle. The cultivator headed was very sure that mortal ants couldn't avoid Feijian, and they would definitely die. Evenly, this is the self-confidence of the monks.

Before the future could put on a sneering gesture, the pierced figure lay down on the ground, revealing the kid behind him.

"This... a puppet stand-in?"

Several monks did not expect that there was a rare craftsman besides Feng Shui master.

Gong Yang was so frightened that he gritted his teeth again and reached out to grab the wooden box behind him.

Lean forward with arms outstretched in throwing position.

The finger flipped the switch, and forcefully threw the two delicates to the sides, and saw that the thrown object stretched its wings, the bird's head and the tail feathers, and turned into two wooden eagles. Red, spread your wings and fly fast and fly!

The wooden eagle flies over the grass to carry the dandelion, and turns around with incredible flexibility to flank it left and right!

Taking advantage of the surprise of a few monks, Gongyang Kui grabbed a handful of dust from Yuan Chu's cloth pocket and scatters it on the flying sword that was stuck by the puppet.

Holding up the crossbow, he smiled wryly.

"Brother Yuan, it's up to you next."

The carpenter's skills are exhausted.

The cultivator headed on the opposite side couldn't remember how many times he was angry.

Since I came to this town, I have fallen one after another.

The junior disciples of the sect were beaten into dogs by two mortals, and they attacked in anger and only abolished one puppet. Now, even Feijian has been destroyed by mysterious means, and his high face has disappeared.

If you don't kill the two of them today, you will become your own demon in the future.

The two wooden eagles swooped down, but they collided with the spell and exploded into pieces, sending out a pungent stench.

"Bastard! I'm going to let you two go to pieces!"

With a flick of his hand, he summoned the swords of the two disciples beside him, and ordered the two flying swords to kill Gong Yang.

When everyone thought that the carpenter would die, Yuan Yun, who had been bowing his head all the time, raised his head, and the golden compass, which was invisible to the naked eye, froze. Some sort of murderous intent enveloped the monks, the horses panicked, and the monks felt as if they were in an ice cave.

The stone archway I saw in my eyes became tall and majestic, and the old tree implied pressure!

"evildoer!"

There is a kind of fear in the heart of the first monk.

The two flying swords that were about to kill Gongyang Kui turned to Yuan Kuang.

Yuan Yun gritted his teeth and spat out a word.

"shock!"

I felt that the whole world shook and didn't feel moving, and the sky was more cloudy...

In a trance, everything in front of me is a double image, and my body is spinning and I can't lift my strength.

Without being attacked by visible spells, suddenly the three souls, seven souls and flesh and blood were injured, and the headache was splitting. Those low-level monks fainted immediately, and only the leading monk was able to stay awake.

Gongyangxi covered his ears and fell to the ground, seeing Yuan Yun shouting to him, but he couldn't hear any sound in his ears. He vaguely seemed to see blood oozing from Yuan Yun's nostrils, his face, neck and hands were red, and there were many red blood spots on the surface of his skin.

Inciting Feng Shui to hurt others and hurt himself, he is not easy.

Although I can't understand what I'm shouting, I can guess that Gong Yangyi groped around with both hands, and felt the mechanical crossbow that had just fallen.

The mechanical crossbow didn't have time to turn around and saw the opponent stand up.

He looked miserable, with blood dripping from his eyes and ears, and his eyes were red like a wounded beast.

I couldn't hear what he was shouting, probably swearing.

It's too late to use the crossbow~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I didn't expect it to be successful in the end, regretting that I didn't study well in the past is meaningless, the mad monk took out two talismans with a grim expression, and it should be a fire talisman. , maybe it was burned to black coal in the end, and if you are lucky, you can still leave a human figure.

Suddenly, his eyes were wide open and his eyes were about to bulge out, jumping more than four feet high.

As if a weasel was biting his vitals...

After taking cover of the smell, the yellow grass that suddenly came out successfully attacked, and he succeeded in one blow, then crawled around, biting and scratching, flexibly avoiding his hands, and occasionally landing on the ground, jumping around and throwing the ball, and being hit in the face was really smelly. And pungent eyes, roaring again and again can't catch the weasel spirit.

Finally, go around to the bottom and take another bite, find an opportunity to turn around, and spray poison gas on the face that was distorted by the pain.

"Hahaha! I knew Lao Huang would definitely come back! Good brother!"

The miserable Gong Yang Kui and Yuan Kui lay on the ground laughing and cheering.

Huang Cao straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"If I don't come back, both of you have to bury it here. It saved your life. Call me brother."

"Brother Huang abandoned his brother and ran for his life alone. For the sake of repentance, forget about it. You have to treat yourself to the brothel~!"

Gong Yang Yun grinned and joked, while Yuan Yun was lying beside him, giggling and watching the fun.

"Bah! I'm a weasel, and you're a white-eyed wolf."

Looking up at the sky, I always thought it was going to rain.

As the saying goes, joy produces sorrow.

The nose suddenly smelled of some beast.

Huang Cao turned around stiffly, shoulders slumped.

I saw two strong figures in the air, with a more terrifying aura than the Mountain Forest Demon King.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Gongyang, the three of us can die in the same year, the same month and the same day..."