Spirit Walker

The golden streamer illuminates Pingkangfang, lands straight, and hits Zhang Yuanqing with a "bang" sound. The blue bricks are cracked, and the finely broken stones are splashed, hitting his face with burning pain.

The golden light was extinguished, and a brass pestle half arm's length appeared in front of the two of them. The handle was engraved with mantras and carvings, and the workmanship was fine. The triangular-shaped pestle head was sharp and sharp.

It was the crouching rod that had been gone for several years, no, it was the crouching pestle that had been gone for several months.

A pale golden light floated from the crouching pestle, condensing into a tall goddess in colorful clothes, with beautiful facial features, cool and refined temperament, and plump and **** lips.

She floated above the crouching pestle, her embroidered shoes lightly stepped on the head of the pestle, looked down at Zhang Yuanqing, frowned and said, "I said, I won't save you in the dungeon."

Niang Niang, you are so arrogant, you say you can't have it, but your actions are very honest.

Zhang Yuanqing was delighted and moved, and said in a loud voice: "My lady, one day is like three autumns. I haven't seen you for three months, and I feel that I have been in the third life. I want to see you again before I die~"

Empress Sandaoshan snorted coldly: "Slick tongue, your realm has improved so fast?"

The empress's beautiful eyes revealed the emotion of astonishment.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately said: "This junior can't embarrass your empress. This junior misses your empress every night, so you have become motivated to practice."

Empress Sandaoshan nodded in satisfaction, then raised her eyes and looked around, sweeping across Pingkang Square, her beautiful eyebrows frowned, "This dungeon really doesn't match your cultivation level, how did you get in?"

Although he has already understood the mechanism of the spirit realm, he is not a spirit realm walker after all. Many hidden mechanisms can only be known by the spirit realm walker.

Zhang Yuanqing told her about the matching mechanism of the spirit realm.

After Sandaoshan Empress heard it, her wonderful eyes slanted, and she looked at him with a look of "this son is dull and can't support the wall".

Zhang Yuanqing quickly explained: "Your Majesty, listen to me, there is a reason for the younger generation."

Immediately weeping, "It's all the fault of that old clapper, head teacher Chunyang. In order to eliminate the serious troubles for the empress, this junior actively arrested head teacher Chunyang when he was alive, and fought wits and courage with him several times. Surviving a near-death. Recently, this junior has made great achievements, oh, Xiaocheng, that headmaster Chunyang knows that if I let it go, I will die, so I am in ambush with people from the evil way."

He recounted the experience of encountering an ambush in detail, focusing on "resolving the serious trouble for the empress" and "the head teacher Chunyang hated the empress, so he regarded me as a loyal dog of the empress as a thorn in the flesh".

Anyway, Riyoushen doesn't know the insight technique, and he is not afraid of being seen if he tells a lie.

Empress Sandaoshan—Listen, her cold face turned solemn, her beautiful eyes lit up with crystal light, she sneered and said: "Okay, very good! I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and today is the day to eradicate Zun!"

She looked at Zhang Yuanqing, her brows had turned soft, she nodded and said: "You have a heart, my real body is still on the other island of the spiritual realm, and I am rushing here now, and I will arrive in a quarter of an hour from the village. Protect yourself with the magic pestle, and discuss countermeasures after I arrive."

Seeing this, Princess Yinyao hurriedly said: "Master, why did you turn a blind eye when I called you?" |Rush|First|Read.

Empress Sandaoshan was stunned, as if she had just discovered her, she suddenly said: "I thought someone was so noisy, so it was you calling me."

My call is noisy, is Yuanshi Tianzun's broken voice a fairy music? Princess Yinyao was greatly shocked, she stood there blankly, the red light in her pupils dimmed, "Master, I..." Princess Yinyao was not convinced, "I am your only disciple."

The Empress Sandaoshan didn't seem to hear, she said calmly: "You guys are waiting, I will withdraw this spiritual thought first."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately bowed his head and said loudly: "Respectfully send off the empress!"

The Empress Sandaoshan looked meaningfully at the disciple standing beside her, and turned into a golden light and returned to the crouching pestle.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately pulled out the crouching pestle and held it between his palms, his gaze was as gentle as gazing at a long-lost love and lover.

Princess Yinyao deserved to have a clear heart, figured out the key point, and said quietly: "I don't think that a person like Master would be addicted to flattery, it really disappoints me."

Zhang Yuanqing silently put away the magic wand, stepped forward, held Princess Yinyao's little hand, and said softly: "Princess, you are not only overwhelmed, but also have an upright character. Gu, ah~ what a noble quality, I have seen countless women, but they are not as good as you."

Princess Yinyao's ice-cold heart seemed to be beating wildly twice, withdrew her hand, and raised the small horn, "Hmph, Master is right, you are glib, but it's still pleasant to hear, okay, I'll I'm not mad at you anymore."

The sound from the speakers was quite pleasant.

Zhang Yuanqing squinted and said, "Look, don't you also like to flatter horses? Who in the world doesn't like to listen to good words? Immortals want mortals to kneel down and offer incense. Princess, you have lived for a hundred years, but you haven't understood this truth?"

The princess was stunned again.

The Elvis Presley speakers sizzled, and a deep male voice came out: "On this day, I seem to have opened the door to a new world."

During the conversation between the two, Fu Xinou and Xi Zhe, who were hiding at the side, approached cautiously, and tentatively asked in surprise: "Li Jun, did you invite you to invite that Golden Crow just now?"

Zhang Yuanqing nodded slightly.

The two unlucky people who received an affirmative answer became more and more delighted, and said: "Which sect is she from? Strange, there is no such person in the Twelve Golden Crows of the Zidong Lai Sect in the Eastern Region, and the Jinlun God Sect in the South China Sea Rarely set foot in the Central Plains. Jiu Ripeng of the imperial court has a suspicion with the bad handsome"

He muttered, but Zhang Yuanqing's mind was buzzing. In this guy's short sentence, there were twenty-one Golden Crows in the imperial court and the "Zi Qi Dong Lai" sect alone.

Is the number of ancient Japanese tour gods so exaggerated? What occupation?

The ancient times were really a **** mode, so Zhang Yuanqing cleared his throat, and said seriously: "I guess we can only ask the bad guy, well, what do you two think, is this Jinwu better than the bad guy?"

Xi Zhe shook his head, and Fu Xinou with triangular eyes said: "The bad handsome man has returned to his original nature. It is said that he is only one step away from being a human being, and this Golden Crow, just an incarnation, makes me feel like I am facing an abyss. Not equal."

Understood, Bad Shuai is now at the peak level of dominance, and has not stepped into the legendary demigod. In the future, he should go one step further to the demigod realm, and then I don’t know why I am frozen in the abyss of the copy of the secret of the five elements.

Bad Shuai cultivates the power of the five elements, and the source of the power of the five elements is Qin Shihuang. Is there any relationship between the two?

Zhang Yuanqing became more and more curious, and while leading the two to continue patrolling, he inquired about the bad guy.

He took the initiative to talk about bad handsome in the way of small talk, and then guided him without any trace, and obtained a lot of information from the two of them.

You can't know if you don't listen. After hearing it, you are shocked. According to the two, the bad handsome is one of the six peak masters of the Tang Dynasty, but he is not very old, six out of twenty.

It took only six years from rising to watching the world.

Bad Shuai was born in a family of officials and eunuchs. His father, Dali Siqing, was confiscated and exiled because of his involvement in the imperial power struggle. Bad Shuai was still in the age of enlightenment at that time.

After inheriting his father's will, he became an official in Dali Temple after he grew up as a bad commander, and solved several earth-shattering cases in a row.

Later, he was impeached by the censor for having an affair with Princess Changping, who had already been married as a woman, and had a tryst with a female official next to the saint. He was dismissed from his official position and demoted as a bad person.

She slept with the princess and the female official next to the emperor, but she was not tortured? Which emperor in history has such a big heart, Zhang Yuanqing was stunned - stunned.

Ask again, oh, it turns out that the current saint is the eternal empress Wu Zhao.

This is interesting, maybe that bad handsome man and the empress also had legs, cheated on the empress behind his back, slept with his confidant and daughter, and then overturned the car.

Zhang Yuanqing's thinking like this must not be a pastime for his inner filth, but Zun Tang should be like this.

Ethics and morality existed in name only in the Tang Dynasty. This was a dynasty in which sister-in-law literature, mother-in-law literature, daughter-in-law literature, and face-to-face literature prevailed.

Oh yes, there is also the Taoist literature that Zhang Yuanqing used to show his respect when he read history.

"Based on the current information, there is no benevolent relationship between the bad commander and the first emperor. If the first emperor seizes the bad commander, the Tang Dynasty may not be the world of the Li family. With the style of the emperor through the ages, it is not right to change Tang to Qin. It's difficult, unless he doesn't want to be the emperor, and he may be developing obscenely"

While thinking about it, there was a sudden loud and sharp scream from the building in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the latticed door of the delicate two-storey building was knocked open, the men in disheveled clothes were disheveled, and the women escaped scrambling and crawling.

They looked terrified, screamed, and ran for their lives in a panic, as if there were ghosts chasing after them. Some men didn't even wear clothes, holding a long robe to cover their chests, and rushed out shaking their white buttocks. .

The one who runs away is called time flies.

The three of Zhang Yuanqing rushed over immediately, and at the same time, a large number of armored soldiers came after hearing the sound.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers and entered the small building using the escape technique, only to see a guest in the hall fall down, bit the carotid artery, and swallowed blood in big mouthfuls. Bing/or \zhe/100\degree search\search|three|excellent/small|say\every/day|grab|first|read.

Another dominator-level corpse.

On the day when the gate of ghosts opened, ghosts sneaked in silently. All over Chang'an, Pingkangfang, as a place where high-ranking officials and dignitaries gather, and where the defenses are relatively weak, seems to be targeted by the ghost king Zong.

Sensing the breath of a living person, the infernal corpse raised its fangs protruding face, put its hands together, and with the sound of heavy wind, it bounced straight up, like a giant flea.

Zhang Yuanqing had no intention of fighting the Yin Corpse. With the strength of the Dominator-level Yin Corpse, he might be able to push him to the ground in one round and output crazily.

He retreated again and again, took out the crouching pestle bestowed by his empress, pushed it with a strong wind, and shot it at the corpse.

As if feeling threatened, the Yin Corpse flying in the air defied the laws of physics and avoided the oncoming crouching pestle.

"Duh!"

The magic pestle was nailed into the stairs.

After the Yin Corpse landed on the ground, it bounced up again, snapping at it with lightning speed.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yuanqing snapped his fingers, turned into a starlight and fled away, appearing beside the corridor.

The Yin Corpse flew into the air, turned its gaze to the outside of the gate, and stared at the escaped man.

Zhang Yuanqing hastily took out the eight mirrors, copied a clone, and then waved his hand wearing azure glove quickly, sweeping out a wind blade, the wind blade that cut iron like mud chopped on the back of the corpse's head, and with a ding, it only cut off the body. A cluster of haggard black hair.

Even a dominator-level yin corpse can't escape the characteristics of low spiritual intelligence. After being attacked, it immediately twists around fiercely, breathing out foul-smelling corpse gas, and bouncing back.

"Tsk tsk, I'm going to be cannon fodder again. I am dignified Yuanshi Tianzun, I can't bear this grievance." The clone had a **** expression on his face, and was thrown down by the Yin corpse, and his neck was bitten.

But at this time, the main body was invisible, pulled out the crouching rod, touched the back of the Yin Corpse, and stabbed towards the back of the heart.

A round of blazing golden light exploded, covering the bright candlelight, and the corpse didn't even have time to resist, the flesh and blood melted in the golden light, turning into a pile of white bones scattered.

For Zhang Yuanqing, who holds a one-hit killing artifact, it is not difficult to deal with low-IQ ghosts.

"Damn it, is the dominator-level Yin corpse so strong? I feel like being thrown down by a tiger. That terrifying power is simply irresistible."

The avatar whose neck was bitten off held his breath and complained intermittently.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at him, "It's good news to tell you that when we reach the Domination Realm, we will have melee capabilities comparable to the ancient gods of war, and the power of the five elements can only be suppressed."

The avatar smiled, "Sure enough, it's good news. I look forward to having the ability to fight hand-to-hand in seconds at the end of the year."

Zhang Yuanqing said: "I'll tell you another bad news. I was squatting in the spring water by three masters outside. If I can't pass this hurdle, I will lose you."

The avatar's smile stiffened, and he said angrily: "I'm about to die, why don't you let me die happily? I'm just an avatar, why do you do this to me, you old sixth."

"Be careful with your words, don't pollute and poison me with vulgar stalks." Zhang Yuanqing flipped the mirror over and put the avatar back.

At this time, Fuxinou and Xi Zhe, who were evacuating the crowd, led a large group in.

Fuxingull looked around for a while with triangular eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Where's the Yin thing?"

Zhang Yuanqing pointed to the pile of bones on the ground, "It's solved..."

"Solved!?" Fu Xinou and Xi Zhe looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Next, Zhang Yuanqing relied on the crouching pestle to dispose of two resentful spirits and a ghost corpse one after another, and then slowed down his progress, coordinating with the soldier and two companions to entangle with the ghost to delay time.

He can't solve the Yin thing so quickly, once the task is completed too quickly, the spirit world will kill him. Send back to reality.

At that time, the two masters sharpened their knives, and he could only split his legs and wait for death except to shout Yamadie.

When he finished solving the seventh Yin thing, suddenly, in the dark night, a shallow golden sun first opened up, and then the sun spread, spreading along the high-altitude enchantment like a glass cover, covering the entire night sky.

Pingkangfang entered daylight in an instant.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his head happily, half-closed his eyes half-closed by the golden light, and saw a fairy in colorful clothes fluttering down slowly.

Her eyes are like lacquer, her lips are delicate and charming, her eyebrows are graceful, her plain white face is cool and beautiful.

She has a rare temperament, not inferior to a fairy with a lustful profession.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and bowed: "Welcome to your mother~"

Princess Yinyao put what she had learned into practical use, so she nodded and bowed: "Welcome, Master!"

Elvis Presley speaker: "The recording is successful."

Zhang Yuanqing and Princess Yinyao looked at the speaker at the same time.

The three parties stalemate for a second, Elvis Presley's speaker can bend and stretch: "The audio has been deleted."

Zhang Yuanqing and the princess looked away in satisfaction.

The guests, prostitutes, and soldiers in Pingkangfang stared at the fairy falling from the sky obsessively, awe and fascination.

Zhang Yuanqing got up and told his two companions: "You and all the soldiers are waiting outside, and I will go into the house with your empress to discuss matters."

Respectfully leading Empress Sandaoshan into the building, UU reading www.uukanshu.com closed the door, Zhang Yuanqing repeated the matter at the fastest speed, and concluded, "I have entered the dungeon for a quarter of an hour. If pure Zhang Zhang taught them to change the route, then the Five Elements League should have found out that something happened to me. The place where I had an accident is still an hour away from Songhai. If those evil obstacles want to drive the plane back to the headquarters, the most likely place is the Northwest, and then send the headquarters to the South , it will take more than three hours to travel.”

The enemy will change the route, because the master-level dungeon cannot predict the time, even the saint dungeon takes a week, and the plane was only one hour away from Songhai at that time.

It is impossible for Master Chunyang to let Gulfstream return to Songhai.

If the plane leaves the route, it will be monitored, and the Five Elements League will know that something happened to him.

In the case of Yuanshi Tianzun's mysterious disappearance, the leader might be dispatched, so it is the safest plan to fly the plane back to the headquarters of the evil camp.

And the major evil organizations, the Bishop of Bing in the Northwest, are the only places lawful demigods dare not go unless they form a team.

"After three hours, I'll be in the den of thieves. Immortals can't save me. Madam, what should I do?"