The temptation of the wizard

This witch is too arrogant!

Openly used Huashen Supreme, and said "I don't care about you" after using it, as if "she" has suffered...

When did the Baodan Realm dare to speak to the Huashen Realm in such a condescending manner?

The absurdity of the barren world!

Rong Qianian was also in a daze, thinking in his heart: "No wonder the master dare not escape, sooner or later he will be caught and killed..."

Zhu Yuntai turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he heard that the weird shaman laughed and said in crappy Central Plains words: "Are you the strongest power of the Great Xia Dynasty? It was actually pointed out by a witch in the pill-holding state. She yelled at the bridge of her nose, hahahaha! Her ghost attendant was just a Dacheng Shantong, but she made you so afraid. Sure enough, Xia people are all scumbags, hahaha..."

Sheng Tu sneered again and again.

I wish Yuntai had a meal, then turned around to look at the shaman, and said, "You seem to be dissatisfied with me?"

The shaman shook his head and said, "No, I don't have any dissatisfaction with you, but the Hell Tower is mine!" After finishing speaking, he pounced on Zhuyuntai with the red god and ghost.

I wish Yuntai pushed the hell tower in his hand, jingling the bell... the light of the soul of the soul was shining on the gods and ghosts, and Tong Xiaoshan punched out at the same time.

The space trembles on the god and ghost's fist, breaking the light of the soul with one punch, and colliding with Tong Xiaoshan's fist, everyone hears a groan, the space around the god and ghost body is wiped clean by Juli, revealing it. In appearance, she turned out to be a pale-faced human female ghost with a long and slender neck, which looked like a hanged ghost (hanged ghost).

When the female ghost is weak and the qi is weak, the light of calming soul shines again.

Only then did the shaman rush to Zhu Yuntai with the wolf head crutch in his hand.

The gimbal held the seal in the left hand and swiped the sword with the right hand.

Ding!

Both of them shook their upper bodies slightly, seeming to be equally divided, but everyone knew that Zhu Yuntai's left foot was injured, but this sword was not "her" full force.

The witch's aura vibrated, and the light of the soul of the hell tower dimmed. Knowing that Tong Shanshan's powerful female ghost retreated quickly, she did not dare to take a second punch, but saw fist prints flying on the small fist, especially Then lased away.

It's Quan Gang!

Sheng Tu and the others were once again surprised that a small mountain ghost actually cultivated a true gang, that is the ultimate strength of physical training exercises from the outside to the inside, and it is also called the flesh and the thunder.

But the female ghost has reached the god level, transformed into the void, and defeated the fist with a palm.

At this time, the shaman realized that Zhu Yuntai was difficult to deal with, and there were many strong people around him.

Sheng Tu suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't refund, now I am afraid that my soul will disappear."

Before she finished her words, the Miko shot a golden light around her waist.

The golden light instantly turned into a giant arm, whizzing down towards the shaman.

Before the huge palm arrived, the space was already like a quagmire. The shaman screamed in horror, and the ten-finger seal, the female ghost appeared beside him instantly, her eyes were red, and her palms pushed.

The giant palm fell, and when it was raised again, everyone saw that the shaman in the palm print pit was all submerged into the mountain below his chest. His palms were held high, but his long sleeves were broken, and the muscles on his arms were cracked like blood, and the female ghost was gone. Only Ji Zhihui and Zhu Yuntai sensed that the female ghost who had broken the wolf head crutch broke into the ground and escaped, apparently abandoning the shaman.

Xia Tai and Ji Zhihui took a breath at the same time, deeply shocked by Zhu Yuntai's method.

What a scary ghost!

A god-level shaman has fallen!

I wish Yuntai took back the seal card, pulled up the sword to sheath it, and glanced at the people: "I'm done, you guys." After speaking, he turned and walked limpingly, Tong Shanshan and the tree demon one left one by one. Followed right behind "her".

Everyone: "..."

Ji Zhihui suddenly shouted: "Zhu Yuntai, the hell tower is a holy temple, you must return it as soon as possible!"

Yuntai paused and asked, "Can you represent the holy temple?"

Ji Zhihui was at a loss for words and became very angry. He said in his heart: "Well, you little thief, knowing that the person who can represent the holy temple best has been sealed by the old thief who stole the tower, but you still ask the representative, it's a deceitful thing!" It was absolutely impossible to say it in front of Sheng Tu and Xia Tai, and he could only make himself angry.

Little thief Zhu didn't know what she was thinking, and then said, "You might as well go back and spread the word. Three months later, Zhu Yuntai will go to the holy temple to stop the matter."

The three watched the limp figure slowly disappearing into the shadow of the mountains and forests, and no one tried to stop it.

Even if Shengtu, Xia Tai, and Ji Zhihui joined forces to face Zhu Yuntai and the tree demon, life and death were only between five and five.

"There are talents from Jiangshan generation!" Sheng Tu sighed, shaking out the shaman in the palm pit with one foot. He was not dead, but he was convulsing and breathing quickly.

Sheng Tu leaned over and laughed, "How does the maiden in this mere Pill-holding Realm feel?"

Pupupu...... the shaman vomited blood again and again.

Chapter 201

The mountain road is rugged and difficult to navigate. Zhu Yuntai walked with his sword for a long time, sat down in a hill to rest, made a fire, and went to Tong Xiaoshan to find some mountain products to eat.

At this time, I asked about the tree monster. Yung Qian's expression was lonely, but the Eighth Master eloquently said about his past, and said with emotion: "Ask what love in the world is, teach life and death, since ancient times, love and hate, this hate continues. There is no end. Ah! Fortunately, I never believe in shit love."

Zhu Yuntai: "So you were killed by Li Hongdou."

Baye: "..."

Rong Qiannian looked at the fire and asked idiotically, "Is what Wu Qiqi said is true?"

Zhu Yuntai: "Naturally it is true. When He Ruoqing died, his soul was not tortured, but his essence was exhausted and died. If he did not become a ghost, he went to Huangquan. If the records are true, he may indeed have been reincarnated."

Rong Qianian: "What should I do to find her?"

"There is no way." Yuntai shook his head, "but I will help you pay attention."

Yuntai does not intend to reveal to others its plan to go to the Yellow Springs World. If the incident spreads, it may be difficult to clean up.

In this world, there are indispensable men and women who have tolerance for thousands of years, and there are also practitioners who pursue power like Taishu Xiyue, as well as explorers, seekers, and many conspirators like his wishing Yuntai. People flock to it, which is much more chaotic than the situation in the fight for the tower of hell.

I wish Yuntai’s "attention" would naturally help Rong Qiannian to pay attention to one or two in Huangquan World, but Rong Qiannian failed to grasp the answer. I was a little disappointed with this answer, but he soon recovered his calm and said: "The locust tree Xiaoqing planted for me was cut off, but now it has re-sprouted. I want to go out to find her, so I can't take care of the locust tree. I want to transplant it to your temple."

Zhu Yuntai: "I will take care of it."

After that, there was nothing to say, and he ate silently.

I wish Yuntai had trouble moving, but he was not in a hurry to return to Nanta Village. It was a kind of relaxation and quite comfortable for him to spend a few days in the mountains occasionally.

In a blink of an eye, two days later, in front of Crouching Tiger Village more than a hundred miles away in Ailao Town, Geng Yeyun rode a donkey into the village leisurely, holding a bronze mirror in his hand and photographing left and right, and muttered: "Out of three years, It should be a lot whiter, but it's a pity, I will definitely get a tan after three months back, alas..."

The sika deer next to him rolled his eyes, "You don't need to worry about this."

"Oh? Do you have a way not to tan?"

"No, I mean, you haven't turned white at all."