There was a thunder in the sky in the middle of the night, and a low roar came from afar. I saw a dark cloud, black gas rising from the ground toward the Taoist temple.

However, this black gas is still far away from some temples in the city.

This is a world in which the heavens and the majesty shroud the heavens and the earth. Humanity is flourishing for thousands of years. Although the demons still have a lot of resistance, they are far from being able to compete with humanity.

The city urn is the emperor's canon, but in the final analysis it still represents the majesty of the heavenly courts, and he dare not contend.

At Da Yan Guan, a black shadow was dropped, and a hint of green light was revealed in the seven tricks. With only one move, two ghosts appeared in front of him.

This black shadow was a little surprised at the red light on the view, and said to the two ghosts: "This priest has some ways, but dares to help this Bai Susu to return to the throne. This is offended by Pingshan Bay. Go and see what happens. "

The two ghosts would listen, and immediately fit into a puff, turned into a black smoke, and went to the temple. At this time, the night was dark, the clouds covered the moon, the black smoke rose from the ground, gradually infiltrated, and looked very strange.

After practicing for an hour, Wang Cunye, who was resting in the hall after a long time, had some abnormalities in his soul. His heart was beating and his blood was surging, but he was immediately awakened.

Wang Cunye rolled up, squinting his eyes, glanced at the still-cocooned white pigment in the statue, and said to himself, "Are you here?"

When the earth was in the previous life, the spirit is unusual, and often people will notice it when they come up, but they do n't know the specific things.

At this moment, the dark clouds disappeared, and the moonlight shone down. Wang Cunye jumped in his heart, and the cold hair exploded, but he was already prepared. The corners of his mouth were opened and closed slightly.

At the same time, the two ghosts rushed up, their expressions sullen, and their yin qi rising.

Wang Cunye sneered: "Just here!"

With both hands and one finger, the two heavenly soldiers rushed towards the ghost and killed each other. Wang Cunye ignored the matter, left the hall, and stood on the steps.

He took out the magic sword, and by the moon in the sky, he stretched out his hand, and the sword suddenly flowed in the moon, and it was dark again, with a layer of transparent crystal symbols. Wang Cunye raised the sword in his hand, and pointed the sword toward the house. With a swipe of his fingers, a crescent moonlight suddenly stabbed towards a dark place under a tree.

I only heard "Ah" yelling, and the scream was full of panic, and there was a hint of panic, followed by a "snoring" sound, and a dark shadow showed traces.

Wang Cunye's eyes flashed slightly, he strode on, stroking his right hand and pointing his finger: he said, "Be bold, dare to break ground on Da Yan Guan!"

After speaking, Wang Cunye's Jianguang flickered and slashed at the shadow.

If this is true, let alone this dark shadow, the little god of the heavenly soldier, it will be broken into two pieces, and his soul will die.

The black shadow was suddenly shocked. I didn't know where to draw a cane, reached out a block, blocked this one, and only heard the "swish", the black shadow kept back.

At a glance, Wang Cunye saw that the cane had a skull as its head and a spine as its body, which was full of ghostly spirits, his eyes narrowed and he was a sword.

After the battle of the Hebeifa Association, Yi Sword has approached Dacheng. This sword draws a moon in the air and strikes in the air following an indescribable curve. The sense of reason, this dark shadow suddenly ran into a horror, retreated backwards, pressed down fear, and ran across.

I only heard the sound of "噗", Jian Guang cut off, the skull bone on this staff exploded into pieces, and Wang Cunye waved his sleeves, and the fragments swept elsewhere. There was a flash of Jian Guang again. As he entered, the black shadow hissed and showed a form, but it was a shrimp general.

Wang Cunye knows that this kind of shrimp will have a long life and tenacious vitality. It will only take a few days to regenerate the broken arm. If it is possible to put it on the human race, then slowly pull out the sword. Wang Cunye said indifferently: "You can speak, say, who instruct You come?"

When the "drops" were drawn out, the sound of a drop of water sounded. This was the sound of blood falling to the ground.

Shrimp struggled to recover the wound flesh and blood, but from the wound, a rune Guanghua flashed from time to time, and the wound that had just recovered is enlarged again. Seeing this, the shrimp will simply not repair the body, and will look at Wang Cunye.

Seeing him tenacious, Wang Cunye couldn't help sneering: "Is it a joke when you let my spirits fly away, or do you think I don't have this ability?"

After a pause, he looked into the temple again, and saw that the gods were still there, and the two heavenly soldiers had already killed the ghost, and thanked him for his dismissal. After seeing him leave, he stretched out his hand.

Suddenly a turtle shell flew out, fell on Wang Cunye's hand, and turned into a black light, hovering on the palm of his hand, it was difficult to describe the breath diffused.

The shrimp saw this thing and immediately struggled, hissing, "Who are you, how could you have such a heavy earthenware!"

It does not recognize this thing, but the breath knows that this must be a heavy weapon!

Wang Cunye snorted and said, "I'm asking you now!"

Shrimp will listen and laugh suddenly: "Tell you, will you let me?"

Wang Cunye listened, expressionless: "Say this, don't you say that?"

"Just compare heart to heart. What if you are me, your priest, holding this heavy earth weapon?" The blood kept falling to the ground, and the shrimp said with a smirk.

Wang Cunye nodded, got up and grabbed the big body and dragged on the ground, making a rustling voice: "Yes, compare heart to heart, you have your reason."

When he arrived in the hall, he would throw the shrimp on the ground, hold the sword with one hand, and the sword's body would suddenly shine. With a bang, the shrimp would again be nailed to the ground by the French sword. This was a fatal injury.

Wang Cunye stepped back a few steps, Mori said: "You tell me now, I will give you a good time, keep your soul and let you return to the earth, if you refuse ..."

That's all there is to say, but the meaning is obvious.

Seeing that the breath on the turtle's shell hangs down, this breath does not seem strong, but the shrimp will feel its own soul, and there is no resistance to it. In the dim, this little piece of turtle shell, like an abyss, forms a vortex.

This shrimp will suddenly laugh with a sorrow, and the sound is not loud at first, and it is gradually getting more and more intense: "Think of a river prawn, with all your care, and with all your care, you will be able to become a fine aquarium. It is still difficult to escape."

"May you keep your word and keep my remnant soul, and if you play tricks with me, even if my soul is flying away, the remnant soul will turn into evil thoughts and entangle you for a lifetime!" The words turned sharply here, and looked at it, it was terrible.

Wang Cunye laughed, stretched out his hand, returned the sword to his hand, looked up and down the sword several times, and sneered, "You can say it."

The sword was pulled out, the shrimp would scream, his body trembled, heard Wang Cunye's speech, and said with a grin: "In fact, the thing is very simple. Qingzhu River is one of the seven tributaries of Pingshan Bay. Pingshan Bay River God does not want the branches to be occupied. I have already knocked this white element into the throne, and I don't want to return to the throne now, so I asked to see it and knock it down. "

"Hey, if you kill me and bring Bai Susu back to the throne, you offend the Pingshanwan River God!" Speaking of which, the shrimp will laugh happily.

"The Pingshan Bay River God may not be too great." Wang Cunye said for a moment.

"Hey, you 're young, you 've reached this point, and you 're in charge of heavy soil. Maybe you may not take Pingshan Bay River God to heart, but what about Yishui Hebo?"

The water flow of the Yishui River is gentle, there are cities and towns on both sides, and the population is dense and quite prosperous. It stretches for three hundred miles. This kind of deity and supernatural power is quite extraordinary.

At this point, Shrimp stared straight at Wang Cunye, and laughed long, seemingly happy.

Wang Cunye froze for a moment and said, "Three hundred miles of Yishui River, sixteen branches, and hundreds of thin streams, how could this Qingzhu River attract attention?"

"Hey!" Seeing Wang Cunye's dignified face, Shrimp would laugh even more, hissing and screaming, "If Shuibo wants to be promoted, he must accumulate strength and unify all branches. This started one hundred years ago. This god of Pingshanwanhe Just its general, how can it allow outsiders to touch the river? "

"If you kill me and bring Bai Susu back to the throne, you will offend the Pingshan Bay River God, and you will destroy the great cause of Shuibo, and see how you die in the future!"

At this moment, just listening to the "噗" sound, the sound of the long sword stabbing was chilling, but this time it penetrated into the brain. The shrimp cut off the sound suddenly, his eyes widened, and he died instantly.

This doesn't count. When the sword light turns, a head suddenly falls down, a burst of blood sprays out, and a faint shadow wants to emerge. When the light flashes, it is sucked into the turtle shell, and then turns again. The expression of the soul appeared, and Wang Cunye sank into the ground as soon as he waved.

It is because the cause and effect have been washed away, and no one can know the news from this soul.

The blood stained in the hall, Wang Cunye carefully studied, pondered for a long time, suddenly laughed suddenly.

It is said that Wang Cunye's life is a run-down, and the best result is to abandon the Taoist concept and travel with Xie Xiang.

It 's just that he lost his life, violated his life, and created calamities. Often the calamity came down, He Bo's feast resisted, but only solved the problem of survival, but practicing Taoism to help Bai Su Sudeng God, but also caused causation.

Offending Shuibo this time, it seems inexplicable, but there is still something to find, unless you give up the white pigment now, or you can avoid the disaster.

But if this is the case, isn't it possible to be a tortoise every time you encounter a calamity?

The number of robberies is robberies, and it is also an opportunity. If everything is conceded, what kind of practice is it?

Wang Cunye thoughtfully said, "It's time to return to visit relatives."

Physical parents are a great cause and effect.