Yu Sha

Jing'an Road City.

Outside the city, thick water vapor mist was intertwined with the smell of blood. At this moment, with the sound of breaking through the air, a painting scroll was seen splitting the mist, as if the layers of prayer pillars were hanging down. When looking again, it was already clear that I saw another huge wave coming from far and near, and the raging seawater barrier was emitting a continuous roar.

At this moment, there are almost ferocious monsters that can break free from the constraints of the seawater barrier with brute force when they catch a glimpse of the monk.

Facing the surging killing offensive from all directions, Yan Jian stepped on the water and fire Tai Chi. He looked like a master. In an instant, he raised his hand and lowered it again. The sky was filled with red and azure colors, as if to separate the sky. The sky and the earth are like drawing paper, depicting the magnificent and meaningful mountains and rivers.

On the specious treasure map, the fireworks are vivid and the water is thick.

At this moment, Yan Jianwei's figure suddenly trembled, and the strong wind swept in through the gap between water and fire, blowing his messy hair in an instant, revealing his deliberately covered cheeks.

When he looked carefully now, Yan Jianwei's pale cheeks, for some unknown reason, had dark red lines shining through them. Those lines were extremely fine, and they were intertwined with each other over time.

At first glance, it looks a bit like snake scales.

At this moment, as Yan Jianwei's body trembled, it seemed that uncontrollable blood was rushing towards Yan Jianwei's head. When he looked again, a series of spiritual lights appeared on the dark red lines. And then, it was more like an invisible python crawling across his cheek, imprinting the changes deeply into his flesh.

In an instant, the changes in the seal in Yan Jianwei's hand also stopped due to the painful trembling.

Halfway up in the air, the red and azure colors spread out in the layered mist.

Swish-swish-swish-!

The violent surge of sound after the mana was out of control almost turned into the most violent and raging storm.

At first, it was the thick sky-blue water that fell down, and the rain fell from the rivers and mountains, as if every drop of sweet rain had a powerful force!

Immediately afterwards, the red flames all over the sky collapsed, suddenly turning the blue water into some kind of grease and wine, and suddenly it exploded!

boom--!

It was a mistake, and the out-of-control water and fire phases slaughtered all the attacking monsters in the most cruel way, but similarly, the out-of-control mana storm also engulfed Yan Jianwei's figure.

In the foundation-building realm, after all, it is only through the aura of mana that one can stand in the air, and he does not have Bu Xu's mysterious magical powers.

At this moment, the relay was lost at his feet. The red blazing magic flames first burned Yan Jianwei's robe to gray black, and then the storm hit him, threatening to knock Yan Jianwei off the air.

At this time, there was suddenly a shrill ghost howl coming from far and near.

Before he could see any changes, a cold feeling as if he was trapped in a ghost surrounded Yan Jianwei.

The fireworks all over the sky surged again. Without the infusion and support of Yan Jian's micro-mana, they were just rootless trees. Accompanied by the ghostly wind, the fireworks were extinguished in the blink of an eye.

It was only at this moment, after Yan Jianwei controlled the spiritual light and stood firmly again, that he heard Zhong Chaoyuan's voice not far away.

"Master Dao is also surprised. When we met on the bank of the Baoping River, we were still matched in chess. Why, since we entered Dao City and this disaster started, you seem to have suffered from some serious illness. You are so energetic. One day is worse than the other, what's the matter, look at today's battle, if Master Dao hadn't taken action, do you really plan to die here?"

Just as he was talking, Zhong Chaoyuan's voice got closer.

In the same place, Yan Jianwei's strength was exhausted by standing upright. At this moment, his body was shaking more and more, and his shoulders were shaking like chaff. Where could he find the time to gather his hair and cover up the dark spots on his pale cheeks? Snake scale pattern.

"you--"

As expected, Zhong Chaoyuan was still preparing to say something with a sarcastic tone, but standing nearby, he saw the snake pattern at a glance, and the voice of Senior Brother of Lihen Palace suddenly

Then paused.

He grinned, as if about to smile, then pursed his lips tightly; he raised his eyebrows, then frowned again.

At that moment, the astonished Zhong Chaoyuan seemed to have made every expression he could.

Perhaps due to the exposure, Yan Jianwei's face was pale at this moment, with no trace of blood at all.

He just looked at Zhong Chaoyuan like this, with a very complicated look. He clenched his teeth and couldn't say a word. His shoulders were still trembling. In the cold wind, his figure became more and more... Stiff.

"No wonder, looking at it this way, your changes after entering Dao City have become logical. Hey! Did you secretly practice some evil method such as the Blood Demon Dao? No, no matter how you calculate it, Tingchangshan’s Dharma is so much better than this!

So you practiced the Tingchangshan method and became obsessed with it? Is it because the blood of the monster is out of control and starting to bite meridians all over your body? That's not right. What you are practicing is not the set of magic spells. What you are practicing is the skill of harmonizing the water, fire, lead, and mercury between the Xuan family's Huang Ting and Xuan Que.

Weird! Weird...wait! Why snakeskin? There are thousands of monsters in the outer sea, as many as the stars in the sea! Why snakeskin? Why have so many demonic snakes been killed in recent days? ha! Could it be... Yan Jianwei, could it be that the legal system of your Tingchang Mountain has been leaked? "

At the end of his words, Zhong Chaoyuan's expression of sarcasm and ridicule disappeared at all.

He looked at Yan Jianwei solemnly, as if he was facing something more serious than the disaster he was facing.

But Yan Jianwei was still trembling, clenching his teeth and raising his chin several times, but no sound could be squeezed out of his throat.

There was no response at all, but just looking at Yan Jianwei like this, Zhong Chaoyuan seemed to understand everything and already had the silent answer.

"For other matters, Master Dao may be able to save you, but it concerns the Golden Core Monk and the legal system of the human race. This is no longer something that Master Dao can decide."

As he spoke, Zhong Chaoyuan had already picked up a jade slip, but he saw the spiritual light surging between his eyebrows. In the flash of light, as Zhong Chaoyuan's words fell, he flicked his wrist and threw out a magic seal light. Then he would wrap up the jade slip and fly away through the air.

At this moment, on the constantly rolling sea, a streak of azure water vapor suddenly rose into the sky.

Swish——!

It only flashed for a moment, and then it hit the spiritual light.

When he looked again, the spiritual light dissipated, and the jade simplicity inside turned into powder and dissipated in the turbulent storm.

Zhong Chaoyuan's face darkened, but when he turned his head and looked again, Yan Jianwei's shoulders were no longer shaking, and his teeth were no longer biting.

Suddenly, dark red blood appeared on his face.

As if intoxicated by the changes, Yan Jianwei even took a deep breath.

When he looked again, what appeared together with the strange blood was the snake pattern that instantly spread from his cheeks. As it climbed up his forehead, it almost occupied most of his face. At the same time, it drooped down his neck, seeming to move towards The limbs and bones were eroded away.

This was not a natural change. Zhong Chaoyuan's face was livid, and it was clear at this moment that this was Yan Jianwei's own initiative.

Looking at Zhong Chaoyuan's gloomy face, Yan Jian smiled slightly.

"If you hadn't sent that jade slip, things wouldn't have come to this point. Good boy, Tingchang Mountain is grandma's life-long effort. Your little foundation is nothing but a jade slip. I can completely destroy it. I can't agree to this!

Relax, the sky is falling. You shouldn’t have to carry it on your shoulders. Grandma has come to the sea in person. You scolded her all the way and ridiculed her for more than half a month. If grandma is not angry with you, come on. When a sect is established in Changshan, Riting, there will be a stick of incense from you. "

When the words fell, Yan saw the slightly wide sleeves of his robe hanging down.

When he looked again, the colors of red and azure intertwined again under his feet.

Only this time, it was smeared with a layer of hazy darkness, and there seemed to be traces of demonic aura spreading out from the flowing aura of the ninth-level talisman array that was revealed in circles.

Yan Jian

Wei Wei laughed instead.

"Look, if it hadn't been for the conspiracy, grandma wouldn't be taking advantage of her like this right now."

When the words fell, Yan Jianwei stood firmly on the nine-fold talisman array intertwined with paintings. For a moment, water and fire, accompanied by demonic energy, poured into his body. The cultivation aura that was originally stationed at the peak of the foundation-building realm was here. For a moment, it was like ignoring the bottleneck of the realm and climbing crazily.

In the blink of an eye, a hazy halo of light hung behind Yan Jianwei's head. Immediately, auras of spiritual light and divine brilliance emerged alternately, making the halo appear more condensed and round.

But along with the divine flower, the snake pattern also shines on it. It is a black tail with a uniform color all over its body, except for the snake's pupil, which is scarlet, like the light of blood.

In a sudden change, Yan Jian's coercive shield that had surpassed an entire realm steadily fell. At this moment, Zhong Chaoyuan's breathing became stagnant and he was almost speechless.

Zhong Chaoyuan gasped violently, and hoarse sounds kept coming from his throat.

"You...you are...Danxia..."

After hearing this, the smile on Yan Jianwei's face became warmer.

"Good boy, such a smart boy. Unfortunately, you guessed too many things right..."

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Half a day later, Senior Brother Zhong Chaoyuan of Lihen Palace walked into the warehouse of Xuanjia Taoist Soldiers with an unruly expression, holding the black flag.

With a flip of his wrist, a willow ghost charm fell on the table.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Chaoyuan didn't say anything, turned around and seemed to be walking out.

At this moment, an old voice behind the table asked in surprise.

"Huh? Zhong Daozi only got this one ghost charm this time? Privately, he is not afraid that Daozi will know. Guizong's skills are superb, and this ghost charm is easy to sell. In Tianwu Dao City alone, people have been buying more than half of it... "

Just as he was talking, the old man behind the table seemed to be dazzled and seemed to see Zhong Daozi shaking his figure.

Immediately afterwards, he could only hear Daozi's cold voice, as if it was a ghostly wind.

"It's just this ghost talisman, and there won't be any more in the future. As for other things, don't ask about it. Master Dao has the leisure to say it, but do you have the guts to obey it?"

When he finished speaking, when the old Taoist looked again, the only thing left in his field of vision was the swaying back of the mysterious robe.

"That's weird..."