Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 238: 237.236.235.234.
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Ji Yunlai has torn a large part of the ghost, with a head and a face, but with arms and half of his body missing.
No harm is done.
The disciples have quietly cheered, this guy they recognize, and they keep saying they want to take them as hostages, a stupid ghost who relies on the magic circle, dare to say nothing to their great master, and ask for the master. Pack up well, don't feel afraid to scare them.
Ji Yunlai's expression was calm and calm, as calm as water, but the fingers that pinched the ghost's neck did not stop, and he almost pinched the ghost into two again.
He said that the upper Dao power was so strange that the ghost was scattered and fleeing countlessly, but it felt like an identity.
The ghost struggled for a moment with painful and unbearable expression, suddenly stretched out his hand and drew a very simple circle in the void.
Almost at the same time, the entire Dao Palace shook suddenly, and the heaven and earth buildings collapsed and disintegrated like building blocks, sinking into the ground. The surrounding grasses spread and turned into layers of labyrinth, surrounding them.
And there seems to be an extremely terrifying suction in the void, wanting to **** them all into it.
Ji Yunlai didn't move at all, but just watched it all seriously and quietly, all the surface trajectory, Taoism, and mana movement, were pulled out of the skin and bones in his dark pupils, and turned into a series of the most primitive talisman. The pattern was quickly analyzed and cracked.
The disciple behind was sucked out like a rolling gourd. Huang slightly anxious, reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the master's left hand.
This one is incredible. Huang Wei was grabbed by several hands in an instant, and the owner of those hands also had a lot of other people hanging on his body. They were climbing on the former, as if a group of people wanted to climb to the big tree. The monkey on the top-not only is the expression not afraid, but it shows very excitedly: I also want to pull the clothes of the head!
Lou Duxing is still reluctant to live, but seeing this situation, I really want to pretend to be unable to resist and go for it.
Huang Wei had to turn around angrily: "Whoever crawls, I will kick someone!"
So she was immediately criticized by her peers, who pointed out that she did not respect and protect her peers.
Ji Yunlai finally couldn't stand it. He threw the ghost in his hand forcefully, and the invisible sword energy flew out and nailed it into the void. He stretched out his hand and drew a few runes in the void, and the ripples instantly collapsed, Kun Lai's disciples landed on the ground with regretful expressions, and there were a few who wanted to touch Huang Wei's hand just grabbing his sleeves.
Ji Yun came here to stare at the ghost: "Speak, who are you?"
"You don't deserve to know who I am!" The ghost reluctantly picked up its momentum, with a cold expression on his face.
Ji Yunlai was too lazy to talk, and was about to tidy up for his disciples, when he saw the entire Fangcao Labyrinth change again, countless thunderbolts in the sky, the sky turned dark purple, and the silver snake danced with momentum. Horror, he frowned slightly, and between his sleeves, his long sleeves flew up and down, covering all the disciples.
There was a very strange purple energy in the thunder that day. With Ji Yun’s cultivation base, I felt a little laborious after receiving a few. If he tried hard, it would be a pity. He thought about it, and his eyebrows were bright and brilliant. Turning into countless white lights, the hourglass generally faces the purple qi, and all of it is collected in the hall of the confinement of the spirit platform.
The purple light seemed to have found an enemy and killed countless heavenly demons one after another, and finally the remaining spiritual embers were turned into nourishment, which grew and nourished the Duer sword that he hadn't replenished for a long time.
Thunder seems to consume a lot of Dao Palace on this day, but after a while, all the thunder stops on this day.
At this time, the ghost has long been missing.
Ji Yun pulled back his sleeves and stared coldly at the disciples who were inhaling immortality.
The disciples immediately looked at him with a well-behaved face and looked at him admiringly, without knowing what they had done.
Ji Yunlai thought that they should be disconnected for a few more days. He turned his head and looked at the huge maze of grasses, closed his eyes for a while, and stopped talking.
The disciples still have a well-behaved face, and dare not say a word.
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At the core of the Dao Palace, only a small piece of the soul was finally brought back to the body. Although the ghost regained its body, it was only thinner. It seemed to be reduced by 80% of the transparency, so you don’t need to look at it. Can't tell at all.
Luo Qingxiao's expression is indifferent: "I said earlier, you can't underestimate him."
Yin Potian's handsome face was a bit frustrated, but he still held back his temper and exhaled forcefully before he became sorrowful: "I really underestimated the heroes of the world, and the waves after this are really a bit fierce. "
Ten thousand years ago, he was invincible and invincible. When he met his younger generations, he always had various advantages. Even if he didn’t mix well in the earth and stars in his previous life, he felt that it was because he lost the memory of his previous life cultivation. In retrospect, there was Dao Palace in his hand. It was just when the confidence was bursting. I just saw that the junior immortal just felt that it was the same as the three major door-to-door immortals, no different... Now it seems that there is no difference, yes. There is nothing the same!
Furthermore... he pressed his forehead, it seemed that he was deeply affected by the desolate life on the planets of the previous life, and he always tried to show it.
But can't even the Dao Tribulation Formation of the Purple Clouds, which can hurt people and immortals, hurt him?
This is great, and it's a bit too much.
The deeper Yin Potian frowned, he really couldn't think of any way to prevent this junior from raging in the Dao Palace, and the four seasons of Fanghua might not stop him for a few breaths.
He glanced at the water mirror in the mountain and river tripod again, and saw that the young man was standing still with his eyes closed. He was puzzled for a while and asked: "What is he doing?"
Luo Qingxiao glanced, knowing in his heart, but only said: "I don't know either."
Yin Potian is a little unbelieving, but now he has to rely on Luo Qingxiao first. After all, he now only has a soul body, and his divine consciousness is extremely low, so he said: "Can you help me lead them out first? Palace?"
As long as this evil star leaves the Dao Palace, relying on the formation here and that thing, he is confident enough to recover in a short time.
He regretted not listening to Luo Qingxiao's words. Seeing so many young and outstanding monks and beauties with different looks for a long time, he caught them all in one go... It was really affected by those novels too much. But there is no way, who made his two personalities in his previous life and this life have not yet completely blended in...
Luo Qingxiao shook his head, revealing the wound on his hand: "This is injured by him, it can't be healed."
Yin Potian was a little bit stunned, knowing that the other party hadn't left his hand at all, he couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, Qingxiao, you are fortunate enough. When I recover my cultivation base, I will use Qi Yun to treat you."
Luo Qingxiao sighed: "The minister dare not."
But then, his expression changed drastically, and he took out a piece of white jade, which was exquisitely cut and carved into the appearance of a small fairy palace, and within a little while they were talking, most of the front of the fairy palace had become Gray, and gray is spreading rapidly.
Is this eroding the formation control of the fairy palace? ?
How could there be such a monster! ?
He looked at Luo Qingxiao who was indifferent and sighed.
"Well, it's only ten thousand years, and the family was ruined by his son," Yin Potian was a little distressed, "I told Dalang back then that I can't easily go to Wangchuan. What can I do with the ghost emperor? He went anyway, letting his grandson mess around, taking his luck, and being annihilated by the monster clan, the other royal clans were still kings, and they were defeated by the door... What a crime!"
Luo Qingxiao bowed his head and said nothing.
"These oaths that you dare to use Kun-Lai’s Dao Qi to swear are true, I naturally believe in you." Yin Potian calmed down the only combat power available at the moment, "Well, as long as you can let him out, I will seal the Dao Qi back to you!"
Luo Qingxiao remained silent.
"Then I will pay you back first, you have to promise me." Yin Potian said helplessly.
"This is not good." Luo Qingxiao whispered.
"There is nothing wrong, I can still do this." Yin Potian raised his hand and took out a starlight from the Jade Xiaoxian Palace.
"Okay." Luo Qingxiao accepted the Dao deed and stood aside.
Yin Potian looked cold.
After Luo Qingxiao put away the starlight, his expression was quiet, and he just said indifferently: "Don't worry, if the demons are in chaos today, he will find his apprentice, and he will leave."
Yin Potian was furious, and looking at the jade, there was only the last point that didn't turn gray.
Under gritted teeth, he squeezed the jade palace hard, then fished out something from the mountain and river tripod, and then his whole soul was thrown into the last bit of light and disappeared.
Luo Qingxiao slightly hooked his lips. If it weren't for the vows in his blood that prevented him from easily attacking Daxuan, how could it make him jump for so long.
He glanced at the core of the underground palace with nostalgia, then glanced at Ji Yunlai, who was standing still in the water mirror, his expression was slightly relaxed, and he sighed: "Preaching does not teach the law, the lamp does not pass the salary, I After all, I realized it later."
The inheritance of Kun-Lai is the strength of will, not the blood of Taoism.
The wind knows the strong grass. From now on, I have seen Kun-Lai and the hearts of the people who have seen it. Six hundred years ago, he felt that Kun-Lai in the Middle Continent was nothing but a fur and had nothing to do with Kun-Lai, so he coldly watched Ayun's Kun-Lai turn into a sea of fire. ——Now I think about it, how stupid it is, and how it turned the cart before the horse.
People will change, the law will change, the gate of the mountain will decay, and the once witnesses will eventually be foreign objects.
Only when the Tao does not change, the mind does not change, the meaning of real gold that meets the fire and the wind, and is not destroyed by refining, is the meaning of Kun-Lai's inheritance and the way of inheritance.
He sighed a little. Why did the master pass the fairy to me back then? Was he looking for Ayun?
But it's ridiculous.
He turned around and left, before the last area of Jade Palace turned gray.
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Ji Yunlai opened his eyes suddenly.
The disciples sat in front of him obediently, with a look of respect and admiration, and many stars appeared in the eyes of the disciples.
He was too lazy to get angry, just stretched out his hand and invited a piece of jade from the disciple at will.
Huang Wei is a little bit heartbroken, but feels that it is the blessing of this jade to use it for the head!
Ji Yunlai used the finger as a sword and quickly carved countless small runes on the jade jue. From time to time, jade shavings fell, and the disciples quietly recruited them to pick them up.
After a breath, Yu Jue has turned into a small fairy palace. If the ghost is here, you can immediately recognize that this thing is exactly the same as the ashesed fairy palace except for the smaller one.
Ji Yun came to raise his hand, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed suddenly, and he had already arrived in an empty hall.
The entire hall is carved with superb spirit stones, not to mention the various liquefied spirit milks, which are extremely precious things. There are also fairy grasses growing wildly in the corners, which have been used for thousands of years. Age, or grew in from the spiritual grass outside the door.
There are countless drawings of various magical artifacts and puppets.
The disciples looked very curious, not greedy, and looked at the master.
Ji Yunlai only glanced at the scene in the mountain and river tripod, and stretched out his hand to take out the Yungui who was eating grass, An Xian who was cutting grass, and the angry white narcissus.
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