The Conjuror Xena: 132: Mingtai Dog!
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Tie Yan was enchantingly carried on his trouser belt, flying fast in the sky like a pet.
Tie Yan's face was blue, not because the dignified man was humiliated by being carried by a girl like a dog, but... the speed of Yukong is really too fast!
The oncoming wind pierced his mouth, almost tearing his cheeks brutally! Can't stand it! How terrifying is it to be able to adapt to such a severe air shock? Tie Yan was beaten up by the wind!
Hearing Tie Yan's vomiting blood, the enchanting remembered that this guy was only a fifth-order God of War.
"Scare!" The enchanting tongue suddenly stuck out. "It's because I was too impatient to take into consideration Big Brother Tie Yan." While thinking about it, the enchanting quickly added a layer of protective air to Tie Yan's body. The speed and power of the domain master was an intensity that a Tier 5 God of War could not bear. The breeze for her is about to become a killer weapon for Tie Yan.
"It's okay, don't care about me, go to Master!"
Tie Yan, who finally gasped, looked at her enchanting face in awe.
What is Xiaoyu's background?
I don't know why, he suddenly feels safe to follow Xiaoyu, as if she can be trusted no matter what danger is in front of her.
"Brother, what are the names of the three schools at the foot of the mountain?" The enchanting suddenly asked coldly, where did the brave guy from here even dare to hijack the elders of Mingxue and Despair?
"Qiang Soul, Poison Gate, and Colorful Valley."
Tie Yan answered hurriedly. Knowing that Xiaoyu needs information, he immediately searched his stomach and vomited everything he knew in his daily life.
"These three sects each have a half-step domain master of the ninth-level peak. Qiang Soul is the vassal faction that has the closest relationship with Miehe Mingtai. Many of the methods of cultivation are the stealing of Miehe Mingtai forbidden technique. After being processed again, the Poison Sect uses Poison, as if it is also very close to a soul-refining school in Miehe Mingtai. Qicai Valley only accepts female cultivators. There are a large number of them, and almost every school has hundreds of disciples. 8. There are more than a dozen powers in the seventh-order."
Tie Yan was sweating coldly while describing the opponent's strength to the enchanting.
Miehemingtai's current combat power is really too weak. Only one master can barely fight. There is no one who can tell among the disciples. Uncle Bailan has been captured together with the younger brother Xiaoxing. . Master is really weak!
Tie Yan suddenly squeezed her fist!
I only blame myself for not being able to compete. In fact, before he destroyed Hemingtai, there were still a few powerful disciples who gave the honor of "ghosts", but soul refining is a dangerous thing. Most of those seniors have fallen. In cultivation, no one has lived till now.
When he was young, he had good potential and was lucky enough to be given a surname with the word "pi" from his master. However, after he was over a hundred years old, he was unable to improve his combat power and his potential was exhausted. Therefore, he automatically stopped accepting the sect's support, and wholeheartedly assisted the sprite master to grow into the mainstay of the sect.
Before he thought that such a concession was the only way for other disciples in the Quanzong sect to rise up, but now... now Tie Yan can't wait to have ten times more power and one hundred times more power, burning everything he has and personally turning everything in front of him!
A sense of flexion lingers in Tie Yan's heart.
"Hahahaha!" She laughed enchantingly. Tie Yan's description of the three vassal sects just now made her feel ridiculous: "Brother Tie Yan! A mere eight or nine steps, it's not powerful!"
The eyes flashed, and the cold light from the corner of the enchanting eyes immediately made Tie Yan shiver fiercely!
There is no need to guide the way, the enchanting spirit can perceive the place where the old lord may exist only with the madness of the gods. There is a strong soul in the distant sky, I am afraid that the old lord of Hemingtai has already released him Thousand beast soul combat skills!
"Go faster!" The enchanting heart was anxious, and there was already a white flame overflowing under her feet!
A clearing at the foot of the mountain. There was a burning force in the air.
"Old ghost Zhankui! You are no longer good! A handful of old bones, surrender! Your old bottom, the old man knows clearly, but it's just for a while!"
"You... are already at the end of the crossbow!"
A loud roar resounded across the sky.
Following Chi Guoguo's contempt, the old Sect Master Miehe Mingtai covered his chest with his left hand, and his face fell to the ground with a pale face.
Boom!
The dust is flying! It seems that the thousand-year-old giant tree standing under the sky suddenly collapsed, and a string in the hearts of the disciples of Minghe Mingtai broke at the same time!
As if the sky in their eyes ushered in the endless night at this moment!
Behind the fallen old Sect Master, there are strands of broken soul power, and the powerful scene of the gathering of souls has long been gone. The soul eagle on the Thousand Soul Bone Staff in his hand was screaming sadly!
It is true that the old Sect Master Zhankui's thousand souls can't be summoned continuously.
At this time, it was the time when the summoning ended, and it also meant the complete defeat of the front of the disciples of Destroyer Mingtai.
Three gray shadows stand in the sky!
The first person in a dark robe, with white hair hanging down, has a frenzied face! The roar just now came from this person!
This is the old sect master of the Qiang Soul Sect. Under him is a half-soul, half-beast-body hexapod monster that looks a bit like an insect and a little like a warcraft. Although this person's clothes and corners were damaged, and the demon beast under his feet broke two legs, the situation was still much better than the exhausted old Sect Master of Miehe Mingtai Zhankui!
Because the opponent is three to one!
"Chang Heizi! You...you are pushing too hard!" Blood spilled from the corner of the old Sect Master's mouth. "Have I ever provoked you when I destroyed Hemingtai? How did you flatter and surrender when I destroyed Hemingtai?"
When I said this, the old Sect Master Zhan Kui was more anxious than angry!
"How could the old man's weakness be discovered by the three shameless people in front of him?" The most unacceptable thing in the heart of the old master was actually this.
The time limit for his summoning is a secret within the Destroyer Mingtai!
Before only a few core disciples such as Tie Yan knew about it, he could use his thousand soul bone staff to barely stun the various sects around him who were eager to destroy the Heming Platform.
But now that this secret is discovered, he doesn't even have the last hole card!
"Who is it! Who is the traitor?!"
Zhan Kui's eyes swept across the disciples behind him. More than 30 people had already been beaten up by the three disciples, but they were still fighting stubbornly. They fell and climbed up again. No one left. Or give up.
The old Sect Master Zhan Kui closed his eyes, and immediately threw away the negative thought in his mind, because he did not believe that there was such a shameless traitor among his disciples!
"Hmph! Your existence has blocked the eyes of the old man! So don't mention all the previous glory!"
Sect Master Qiang Soul sneered shamelessly!
"Miehemingtai has long existed in name only. What are you doing with the antiquities that you can't control at all? The old man has prepared a new residence for you, and it is considered to have known each other for so many years. The old man is thinking of you. Old love! Hahahaha!"
The Qiang Soul Sect Sect Master laughed and pointed to the ground. Following his fingers, the four Qiang Soul disciples on the ground proudly lifted out a huge sycamore coffin!
Although the wood is surprisingly poor, it is deliberately made into three layers inside and outside with exaggerated rough carvings. When he was lifted out, he kept dropping wood slag.
The so-called "new residence" selected by the Qiang Soul Sect Master for the old Sect Master Zhankui is this scumbed coffin!
Furious! Although the strength is low, has ever been so wronged and provoked?
"You shameless old slut!"
"We swear not to kill you, old man!"
Seeing such an insult from Chiguo, the disciples of Miehemingtai suddenly roared angrily!
The old Sect Master Zhankui turned blue with anger. But the proud and ironic sharp laughter in the sky overwhelmed the waves!
"Hahahaha! War leader! Today is your death date! You actually abolished the right hand of this seat and the main beast! This seat wants you to enjoy the heart-piercing pain before going to **** today !"
A stern and noisy female voice burst into the sky! The frenzied coercion immediately swept the angry disciple of Miehe Mingtai to the ground!
The Valley Master of Seven Colors Valley is a female cultivator who is too old to see her appearance. At this time, she suffered the most tragic injuries among the three people in the sky facing the old master Zhankui!
Half of his face has been eaten away by Thousand Souls, revealing Bai Sensen's bones, his right hand is alive torn from his shoulders, and a mess of giant beast bones are stacked on the ground. It seemed that it was the main battle beast that died in the soul battle in her mouth.
She staggered into the air, her eyes bursting with evil and angry rays of karma!
In a three-to-one situation, it can still be injured like this. The distress of the Valley Master of Colorful Valley at this time reflects the strength of the old Sect Master Zhankui from another aspect! If one-on-one, no matter who the three shameless sect masters first fight against the old sect master, it will not be profitable.
It's a pity that they came here prepared, first used a strategy to exhaust the old Sect Master Zhankui's thousand soul summoning power before sending a fatal blow to him.
"Come on!" the master of Colorful Valley yelled.
Following her screaming, two huge wooden stakes on the flat ground were immediately pulled up by the Qicai Valley disciple "hey hey" by the rope!
The rope and pulley made a harsh rubbing sound.
A female disciple, who is five big and three thick, waved a long whip, and drove a pair of thick-armored rhinos to continuously pull the rope. Amidst the shouts of the disciples in the Qicai Valley and the roar of the rhinoceros, two huge trees as high as ten feet suddenly stood under the sky!
There was a dark red liquid flowing down the top of the wooden pillar.
A faint smell of salty smell filled the air immediately!
The old Sovereign of Zhankui suddenly sees a crack! All the disciples who died of Hemingtai seemed to be slapped in the back of their hearts at the same time, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably!
"No!" Old Sect Master Zhan Kui suddenly let out a heart-piercing roar! This shout was full of deep anger and pain, and a mouthful of blood rushed out of his mouth!
I saw two **** figures hanging upside down at the top of the two tall wooden pillars!
Spirit and Bailan!
The two had already been tortured into a form of inhuman form. They were nailed upside down on a wooden post by a disciple of the Colorful Valley. The sprites were still alive, and Bai Lan passed out long ago.
"Master...Master, the disciple is not shame...Master doesn't care about me...Hurry up..." The ghost wriggled her dry and cracked lips, rolling her swollen eyes and babbling hard. For the Qiang Soul, the hatred of Poison Gate and Colorful Valley has been overwhelming!
The crimson blood greatly stimulated the nerves of the old master Zhankui!
Too vicious! These guys in front of them are simply not human!
"It's me... it's my disciple who didn't protect me!" The old Sect Master Zhankui's nose was sour, and his body burst into a crazy breath! At this time, as long as the lives of Sprite and Bailan can be exchanged, he is willing to pay any price!
"Tear my arm, and I will slowly slow down your little apprentice and apprentice! Hahahahaha!"
The master of Colorful Valley, Yukong, came to Bailan's old woman and said fiercely: "Don't you say Bailan is more beautiful than me? Today I want to see if you still have the face to see people in the future!"
Wow!
With a stab, the face of the old woman Bailan was bloody!
Break her look!
"No! Don't! Don't!"
All the lines of defense in the heart of the old Sect Master Zhankui were torn to pieces at this moment! That is his dearest junior sister! Yan extinct Heshan back then attracted an endless stream of people who came to ask for relatives, but she swore to the death to protect Hemingtai without marrying, so she stayed in this desolate sect! After so many years of relying on each other, how could he watch her being so abused by the old witch of Colorful Valley?
The old Sect Master Zhankui couldn't wait to endure all the pain and torment in her place!
"Oh? No?" The old witch in Colorful Valley's eyes suddenly lit up! She seemed to like Zhan Kui's painful look at this time, so she played with the knife in her hand more slowly and smiled a few steps forward.
"Don't just do this, old ghost, how good do you think I treat you?" The blade in the hands of the colorful valley master turned sharply, and suddenly approached Sprite's throat.
"No! No, no, no...Don't do this!" Old Sect Master Zhankui struggled to get up from the ground and waved and shouted embarrassedly!
Spirit is the most potential disciple of Miehe Mingtai for so many years. It is his hope. How can he let the sword fall on the ghost? !
Whether Bailan or Sprites, the old Sect Master Zhankui didn't want to see anyone hurt!
The disciples of Miehe Mingtai bit their lips one after another, blood dripping from between their lips and teeth, but no one said a word, since Master Bai Lan and Wu Xingdu who are enduring inhuman torture Forcibly suppressing their painful chants, then they will not be able to push things to the worse side!
"Oh my God! Give us a miracle to destroy Hemingtai!" Everyone prayed silently in their hearts!
"Neither can this, nor that... Old Ghost, you have too many demands!" The Valley Master of Colorful Valley stared with scarlet eyes and scanned the ground fiercely.
Her pressing step by step immediately caused the lord of the Qiang Soul Sect and the Poison Sect master to laugh and laugh!
"Hahahaha!" It's really the greatest joy in life to see the old warrior ghost eating out! Led by these three shameless slut, the disciples from Sanzong from the ground also immediately became noisy proudly.
"What a bunch of useless dog bastards!"
"I knew that these guys who pretend to be so weak are looking for a place!"
"How interesting is the crying expression of that little disciple? It made me a little excited! That little guy, leave it to me."
The joyous noise fell on the ears of the people at the Miehemingtai, as if it were the soul-calling sounds from hell, and people were immediately enveloped in an indispensable ice and cold from head to toe.
Cold! The painful coldness!
The opponent is so strong, there is no hope of an enemy, and everyone sees darkness.
"Please... let go of our brother and uncle."
A disciple of Dehe Mingtai grabbed the flesh and bones in his palm, prayed humblely with a voice of tears of blood, and his body slowly knelt down.
If you don’t have any confidence to exchange, then you will betray your dignity, hoping that after the other party tramples on it as much as you want...you can let the people you cherish a life.
One by one, the disciples of Miehe Mingtai knelt one by one. They remember that Senior Brother Tie Yan once said that when a person does not hold even the most basic survival power in his own hands, he has no dignity.
At this time, these inner pains are like suffering people, just wanting to exchange their own contempt for a little more sympathy.
Not to admit defeat, but to try to change a little bit of reality with the only thing they can do at this time. In the eyes of some people, it is weakness, but this weakness is impregnated with a wave of humble persistence that not everyone can understand.
"Hahahaha! Mingtai Dog!"
The three courageous disciples saw the people of Miehe Mingtai humiliating, and immediately rushed forward and knocked down the leading Miehe Mingtai disciple.
The kicked disciple just wiped the blood off his face, and got up from the ground again and squatted down. Softly pray: "Please let my brother and uncle go, I can exchange my life for their life."
Bai Lan is the past of the extinction of Mingtai, and the ghost is the future of the extinction of Mingtai, so even if they sacrifice all their dignity and life, they must keep the two safe!
Looking at his disciples like this, the old Sect Master Zhankui was heartbroken, he was wrong! After years of forbearance and avoidance, instead of leading a better life, the disciples could only survive by trampling on their dignity!
"What...what do you want?" The old Sect Master Zhankui closed his eyes tiredly and asked as if he had lost all his vitality.
"Give me the thirty-three-story tower." The gloomy old man at the Poison Gate said for the first time.
"Give me the formula for summoning the underground copper cauldron!" The old witch of Colorful Valley waved a small silver knife.
"I want... Thousand Soul Bone Staff! Not for it, but inheritance!" Sect Master Qiang Soul stepped forward and looked down at Zhan Kui's pale and old face with an arrogant expression!
Finally stated the purpose! This group of shameless scum! Every word is true!
In the final analysis, the destruction of Hemingtai is now unable to protect the treasure, so they are being bullied and oppressed for "reason"!
If you give them all the few treasures that are left in the Destroying Hemingtai, even if Bailan and Sprites are immortal, the beast soul summoner's ethics will be completely disintegrated.
Too much!
The body of the old Sect Master Zhankui is like a yellow leaf shivering in the cold wind in late autumn, throbbing with a dead end. At this time he wanted to break out! Even if he was burned to pieces, he was crazy once!
But no!
Looking at the blood of Bailan and the little apprentice Sprite on the wooden pillars, the old Sect Master Zhankui's hand holding the bone stick was shaking, and the joints were so hard to turn blue.
"Do you pay or not? We don't have much time!" Qiang Soul Sect Master pressed fiercely.
Zhan Kui smiled bitterly and looked at the confused expression of the soul eagle rising from his bone stick.
This is his main beast soul!
Condensing the spirit of war that he has cultivated throughout his life!
If it is a gift, the heart of the war soul will be hit by the master's abandonment behavior, the soul will be broken and the heart will be broken, and the combat power will be greatly reduced, so the **** Qiang soul sect master only asked for "inheritance"!
General beast souls can only be inherited under one condition, that is...
The old master died!
Under the instruction of the old master at the time of his death, all beast souls can fully participate in the new master with feelings of grief and rebirth.
"Hey, nothing, nothing more."
The old Sect Master Zhankui was a hundred years old in an instant, and gently pushed the Thousand Soul Bone Staff forward, condensing the illusion to break his meridians!
There is nothing to say about being forced to this point. I just hope that the three old beasts won't be too depressed after they get the final magic weapon to destroy the platform. At least let these little disciples who died of Hemingtai have a way of life.
"Take care of yourself and save your life is the most important thing." The old patriarch kindly glanced at his disciple for the last time, but he dared not look at his soul eagle's face.
As long as he speaks the inheritance language, he will end his life early!
"Master!" Loud crying sounded in the crowd, this kind of great sadness seemed to render the whole world in an instant.
Damn it! Why can't I be stronger? All the disciples who destroyed He Mingtai were crying blood. And just as everyone was crying, a violent wind like a knife suddenly blew across everyone's faces!
An unexpected voice rang in everyone's ears!
"Oh! Sovereign, you must stand firm, don't accidentally fall down, come! Come! Xiaoyu will help you!"
A blue shadow fell from the sky.
Next second...
Boom!
Their most beloved Master Tieyan has landed on the ground with a dog chewing on the mud. After sliding for a certain distance, he pushed out a three-meter-high bag on the ground.
And Xiaoyu, who was a guest at Miehemingtai, stood firmly on the ground in a flash, smilingly holding their master's hand, and with a seemingly random action, he will be pushed out of his hand. The Thousand Soul Bone Staff directly pressed back into the arms of the master who was shocked!
Blue skirt dances lightly, like a free and light butterfly! The clear and beautiful colors instantly make people's eyes excited!
Oh my God!
The old master petrified instantly!
Zhan Kui's shock stems from his power of self-breaking meridians, and he was completely calm under the press of Xiaoyu!
The soul eagle stared at the old Sect Master Zhankui ignorantly, and found that he had not left his master's embrace, and immediately retracted his body into the bone stick contentedly.
But the enchanting did not take back the power that was pressing on the old sovereign! She continued laughingly:
"Come, come, the lord is tired, the sun is so big today, really some ignorant guy, actually asked our lord to come out to watch the show on such a hot day, which turtle son is so shameless with thick skin?" /
The enchanting hand brought down the old lord in the petrochemical industry.
Zhan Kui was holding the Thousand Soul Bone Staff, and did not fall to the ground as expected, but suddenly a soft wooden wicker chair appeared under his buttocks. His body sank directly into the wicker chair.
The most jaw-dropping thing is that as he sits down, a large piece of clear shade of trees is flying fast on the wicker chair!
In an instant, the branches and leaves were luxuriant, and the poisonous sun turned into mild sunlight through the layers of green leaves.
I strangled it!
Combining with what enchanting said just now, the scene at this time seems to be exactly like what she just said, the old sect master who destroyed Hemingtai will sit in a cool place and watch the three turtle grandsons singing in the sky!
"Yu Yu! Yu Yu, you are here!"
"Xiaoyu! Run, Xiaoyu! These things have nothing to do with you!" The Miehe Mingtai disciple who knelt to the ground suddenly started to scream again!
The faces of the three sect masters who were scolded as "turtle grandsons" were already pale, especially the sudden change in front of them made them want to vomit blood!
Where did the ignorant girl disturb their good deeds?
Jade?
The disciple of Miehe Mingtai? Why have they never heard of another disciple with the word "ghost"?
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