Archfiend Chapter 324: : Conferred God Knot (34)

He stood up and looked up, the talisman with holes in the ground still shining, making this place extremely quiet, as quiet as a tomb.

　　 there is no trace!

　　This murderer... didn't even leave any aura fluctuations!

　　 "But, brother didn't..." He closed his eyes and sat in front of the body of the equation. After a full ten minutes, he opened his eyes and said with certainty: "It's not things, but people. !"

　　 "Someone the brother knows!"

　　 "Brother never thought that the other party would kill him! So..." He pursed his mouth and stroked the eyes of the equation: "His expression is so shocked."

　　" And this person, my senior doesn't want me to avenge him at all. He doesn't want me to know who he is... Yes... Yes! Only in this way can this be the case here! He won't tell me !"

　　 "Sudden death, if it is a more convenient method, the other party will never leave his whole body, and there will definitely be wounds on his body. However, now there is none. It's like... the other party is not willing to kill him!" He smiled bitterly After a cry, he looked at the deadly equation: "Brother...you are so stupid...you didn't tell me why...actually...you said everything..."

　　 "But...no matter how stupid you are..." He choked in his throat, gritted his teeth, and stood up. His face sinks like water, and everything is in his mind.

　　The unforgettable pill works. He remembered the first time he had joined the Xingtian Army with the equation. The other party had told him that he had no relatives. And when he was raised by Gu Song since he was a child, he has come into contact with all the spiritual world.

　　"It's a monk...no, it's a monk he knows. And the brothers are so simple, they know...most of them are the monks in the Sky Palace..."

　　 "Master had more than a dozen disciples... But this time I never heard of one coming in."

　　 his head, suddenly raised his head and looked into the air.

The inference of 　　 shocked him.

　　 real Gu Song? !

　　He? Could it be him?

　　Only he can make the equation die willingly!

　　 Only him, he has no ability to resist the equation at all!

　　 is the only one... can send an avatar here under the gaze of the three golden cores!

　　 He lowered his head and his eyes were dying. He remembered the momentary memory cut before entering Long Su Province. I also thought of countless monks flying into the sky in the middle of the night and entering the Sky Palace!

　　 "So, you engraved the words...you want to tell me that the one who killed you doesn't care who we are. If he interferes with him, will he die?" He picked up the body of Equation. I glanced around: "Is it because of this magic circle?"

　　 "What are they going to do?"

　　 He suppressed his grief and walked towards the teleportation formation holding the corpse of the equation: "But... whatever they want to do, they also tell me one thing..."

　　"They, there is no way to use the demon heart to seed the demon!"

　　 There was a chill in his eyes: "Otherwise, he just took away the Demon Heart Seed Demon! Instead of thinking about killing the monk who can activate it!"

　　"Brother...wait, I will prepare a grand firework to accompany you. That person...never think of who the demon heart seed is...In this world, except for the two at the bottom of Danxia Palace Old monster, no one can break it!"

　　 Yes, he has no intention of leaving at all!

　　 Leaving like this is too cowardly. Since you can't use the demon heart to plant the demons, then... brother's hatred, I will definitely go personally!

　　 I want to see, when the fireworks explode, you can't get out.

　　If it's really you... He raised his head and glanced at the dark sky, then... I, Xu Yangyi, will never be your disciple!

　 From an altitude of 20,000 meters, a tear slipped silently on Gu Song's old face. Quietly fell on the hand.

　　 "Father Gu Song?" Real person Anxiang looked at Real person Gu Song suspiciously. For them, even though the demons are in their realm, they are by no means as painful as they just came out of retreat. It is impossible to hurt the spring and sad autumn.

　　 "Nothing." Gu Song faintly smiled: "I am an old man too... Thinking of my most cherished children and grandchildren still on this battlefield, I can't help feeling sour and sad."

　　 The real giant spirit's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Your inferior joke is too clumsy, fine a drink!"

　　 "Good, good." In a moment of gaffe, Gu Song had already smiled and picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

　　 just... this glass of wine is as bitter as Chinese medicine.

　　 "Old man...you really did it?" In the spiritual consciousness, the real giant spirit smiled in surprise.

　　 "Do you know... what has become like below?" Gu Song put down the wine glass, and while chatting with the real person Anxiang, he said coldly: "If the real person goes one step later... Also, the Xingtian Army has One thing, the real person suspected to be an ancient repair relic, the realm... at least half a step above the Yuan Ying!"

　　 "What?!"

　　 "You can also know... that thing... is absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and spiritual power! The magic circle seems to be peaceful, as long as one day, it will be on the verge of collapse!"

　　 The real giant spirit was completely taken aback, and it took a long time to return: "What should I do?"

　　 Gu Song held up a glass of wine expressionlessly, drank it, frowning: "Do it in advance..."

　　 "Tomorrow, night, now."

　　"Although the Sifang Tianjue Formation can't achieve the perfect effect... But... the two gold cores are sitting in town, it can't escape."

　　 The Giant Spirit sighed: "It's a pity that there are monks here..."

　　 "Those who make big things don't stick to the trivial!" Gu Song said cruelly: "If our guesses happen, who can bear this responsibility! As a golden core, I have an obligation to be responsible for the spiritual world!"

　　"When the authentic man saw the ancient repaired relic below... he was the most cherished descendant of the authentic man on duty! The authentic man can do it! You! What a pity you are still being a local monk?!"

　　His voice was obviously angry, or rather, with a touch of pain, a touch of guilt, and a touch of helplessness as a last resort. After a long time, I said: "Tomorrow...night, anyway...the real person, must start!"

　　"A country...a country can have a home. Since ancient times, no one has died. It's just a history of loyalty. Do you understand?"

　　 "I don't understand." The real giant spirit laughed and said: "Unexpectedly, you have not been elected to the ascetic court. You are a loyal government and a real person, and you will only cooperate this time."

Below 　　, when Xu Yangyi came up holding the body of Equation, Chu Zhaonan was already standing outside. Seeing him coming up with a heavy face, and feeling the breath of the equation again, his expression moved.

　　 However, he didn't say anything. Finally, he patted Xu Yangyi on the shoulder.

　　 "I don't have many friends." Xu Yangyi looked up at him: "So, you'd better live well."

　　 Chu Zhaonan was stunned, and then the corner of his mouth turned slightly: "I thought you would never say the word friend."

　　"Daoyou Xu." As soon as the voice fell, the old man Zhao also came over, looked at the body of the equation for a moment, and then said: "Sorrow and change."

　　 "Master Zhao, there is something to trouble you." Xu Yangyi said. Master Zhao only glanced at him and nodded. Then with a light wave of his hand, a coffin with a strange fragrance appeared in Xu Yangyi. before.

　　"The old man once heard that after Jindan, there are some magical secret arts that can die and resurrect." He comforted: "Perhaps, Fang Daoyou can be resurrected, but it is not necessarily true."

　　"This coffin is called the soul-raising coffin. As long as there is a trace of spiritual consciousness, it can slowly condense. It is the treasure of the Zhao family...Unfortunately, it is only useful. Looking at the records of the ancestors, it is possible to raise souls for thousands of years Resurrection. I don’t know the true or false."

　　 "Thank you." Xu Yangyi didn't refuse, and put the coffin in the storage ring.

　　 He meditated in silence.

　　 Demon Heart Seeds Demon... This time, he must activate!

　　 Even if... his guess is true, he must know why? Why kill the equation?

　　 has done something, hasn't done something, he hasn't been cold-blooded to death in front of a few friends, but he is indifferent.

　　 As he said, cultivating is not about cultivating the mind like stopping water, nor cultivating ruthlessness and desirelessness. What he wants to repair is a flesh and blood body, and what he wants to repair is blood in his heart! It is definitely not a piece of rock!

　　"This is my way..." He closed his eyes, and suppressed the fluctuating mood: "I must follow my heart."

　　 Just when he was about to close his eyes, a thief suddenly sounded in his spiritual consciousness.

　　"Potato."

　　 "I am in a bad mood now." Xu Yangyi closed his eyes and said: "I don't want to be kidding, so you have something to say straight."

　　 Mao Ba Er was stunned, silent for three seconds, and coughed slightly: "Something is wrong."

　　"It’s been more than twenty hours since the reincarnated puppet fell down. Have you ever looked outside?"

　　 Xu Yangyi took a deep breath~IndoMTL.com~ opened his eyes again, and then looked outside.

　　 The equation is dead... His heart is angry, doubtful, and tyrannical. He didn't have the time to look at the sky. Now he looks at it, but he is stunned for several seconds.

　　 tens of thousands of meters away from them... there is already more than one white tiger phantom. Beside it, a phantom spider with the same size of several kilometers, roaring, wrapped in the aura of green, the aura around it, with every shock it transforms into a net, transforming a sky. They are all dyed green, and the stars are dull.

　　 A phantom crane appeared above the White Tiger Hall. Between its wings, the clouds were shattered. Feather-like white lights flickered and flew down from its wings, covering the White Tiger Hall below. In a rain-like aura.

　　 A golden phantom of a woman in ancient costume who is only about one or two hundred meters in size, holding a lute in her hand, and between her fingers, the surrounding sky seems to be broken. Countless black marks collapsed and regrouped around her. Among the three phantoms, she is the smallest, but her power is the greatest! With every time she flicked the pipa, the light curtain of the White Tiger Palace vibrated like a water curtain.

　　 And White Tiger Palace... At this moment, one claw has already been broken! The skyrocketing light curtain is still there, but many huge holes are exposed all over the body, and a ray of light rushes straight into the sky from the holes, and you can even see the black smoke rising into the sky.

　　 "The White Tiger Palace is about to fall..." Xu Yangyi's eyes were shining, and he took a step forward, but what he got was such a change. The wind and clouds on the battlefield are evident.

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