The first nail seals the heart and blocks the transportation of qi and blood.The second nail pierces into the Baihui point, sealing the Tianmen, and blocking the sympathy of qi.
Xu Qi'an's qi and blood and qi mechanism were blocked at the same time, and his cultivation was blocked.
The most fatal thing is that these golden nails engraved with Buddhist scriptures seem to have special harm to Shenshu. When the two nails entered the body, Shenshu lost his voice.
He was sealed.
There was no warning, neither Xu Qi'an nor Shen Shu had received a dangerous warning in the face of the sneak attack by the white-clothed warlock.
Although they are seriously injured and their condition has declined in all aspects, this is simply absurd for their current cultivation level.
But the white-clothed warlock did it.
The white-clothed warlocked the remaining seven nails with the fingertips. Instead, he looked at the Star Gazing Tower and Salen Agu and the Superintendent on the Bagua Platform.
The white-clothed sorcerer chuckled: The colorless beads of Buddhism are really useful. Without it, I am really not sure to teleport to you silently and not be discovered by you and the demon monk.
In order to deal with him, Buddhism invested a lot.
In his palm was a Buddhist bead that turned into powder.
He, he is the first surveillance officer... Saren Agu is also in the capital, and with the contemporary surveillance officer, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are together... Xu Qi'an's heart slowly sank.
All the gifts are marked with the price secretly.
Now, the debt collector is here.
When two nails enter the body, the qi and blood are blocked, the qi mechanism is solidified, and it is difficult for hands and feet to move.
He can do nothing except think.
Xu Qi'an's eyes kept turning, and he saw that the sky that had already dispersed had suddenly been covered with clouds, and thick lightning struck down, and clear lights raging.
The white-clothed warlock withdrew his gaze, glanced at Xu Qi'an, and said:
The capital is his territory, but Saren Agu has lived for thousands of years and has a profound foundation. If he does his best, it will not be difficult to stop him.There is a head of the Earth Sect stopping it from Luo Yuheng.
Zhao Shou is the only one who can save you.However, the third-rank great scholar was a little short of it.
The white-clothed sorcerer had a blurry face, as if he had a layer of mosaic, which made Xu Qi'an unable to see his true face clearly, but he listened to his tone, leisurely and calm, revealing the confidence to control everything.
Zhenguojian, save me quickly... Xu Qi'an shouted in his heart.
The Zhenguo Sword was buzzing and vibrating, revealing infinite sword intent.
But the white-clothed warlock wiped it casually, and the brass sword became quiet, and the Zhenguo sword was briefly sealed.
The peerless magic weapon was baptized by six hundred years of luck. For high-quality products in ordinary systems, this is a great killing weapon.But it is not a threat to warlocks who are good at refining weapons and formations.The white-clothed warlock had a calm tone.
As he said that, he took the Ru Sheng carving knife from Xu Qi'an again. The carving knife trembled, and the clear light overflowed from his fingertips, but it could not hurt him at all.
Not long after, the Confucian Saint carved the sword and calmed down and sealed it for a short time.
This carving knife Ah still has to be in the hands of Confucianism to exert its true power.Otherwise, any peerless magic weapon without the blessing of its master will be like floating water floats and cannot be used forever. Every time you exhaust your power, you will need to be warmed up for a while.This is a little knowledge that only warlocks know, you can learn more.
He said slowly, and Xu Qi'an's face turned pale and he was extremely anxious.
Xiū!
At this time, the unparalleled sword light rose against the air and slashed at the white-clothed warlock.
He grabbed the Taiping Knife in his hand, shook his head with a slight disappointment: Once the magic weapon chooses the master, he only recognizes the master, which is of little use to others.
The white-clothed warlock's palm illuminated, and layers of blessings were added to the Taiping Sword. Soon, the trembling blade body stabilized, and the Taiping Sword was also sealed.
With a throwaway, the Taiping Knife landed at the collapsed city gate.
Nailed to the ground.
Is there any other means?If not, I will take you away.The white-clothed warlock said.
At this time, Xu Qi'an found that he could speak, and he tentatively said: Did you hide my luck?
The white-clothed warlock did not answer, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and flashed his body and teleported away.
Xu Qi'an's eyes were blurred, and the scenery was blurred. The next second, he found himself in the suburbs, with a continuous desert field on the left, a small lake on the right, and a mountain in the distance.
Where is this...
The Warlock's teleportation was unreasonable at all, and he didn't know where he was now.
Teleportation is prohibited here!
In the mellow and low voice, a figure emerged in front of him, wearing a sub-saint Confucian crown and an old Confucian shirt. His hair, which was originally neglected to dress up, is now tied in the Confucian crown in a regular manner.
Dean Zhao Shou!
Physical contact is prohibited.
His tone was calm, but what he said contained irresistible rules.
A clear light forced apart the white-clothed warlock and Xu Qi'an.
Relying on the title of the Sub-Saint Confucian Confucians, Zhao Shou forcibly upgraded his position to the second level.
After parting with the white-clothed warlock, he waved his sleeves: Retreat a hundred miles.
The white-clothed warlock with a blurred face disappeared immediately.
Okay, saved?Didn’t you say it would be impossible to teleport?Confucianism is indeed a big hooligan...
Xu Qian felt relieved and almost threw himself into Zhao Shou's arms and called him dad.
But the next moment, Xu Qi'an saw the white-clothed warlock appear beside him and smiled:
That's right, I implanted your luck into your body, with the purpose of concealing it from surveillance.
Xu Qian was stunned for a moment: Why did you come back?
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: "He's back."
While speaking, a Bagua formation lit up under Xu Qi'an's feet, and the white-clothed sorcerer happened to be stepping on the wind gate.
?Xu Qian looked at him blankly, and his heart sank again.
Zhao Shou remained calm and said leisurely: Draw the ground as a prison!
A clear light descended from the sky, covering the land within a radius of dozens of miles, completely isolated from the outside world. There is one world in the cage, and another world outside the cage.
He was delaying time and waiting for the arrival of surveillance.
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: Then let’s play with you.
He stepped down, and the formation patterns emerged out of thin air, covering Zhao Shou.
These formations are different, some are intertwined with lightning, some are foggy, some are scattered with sharpness, some are flaming, but they are perfectly integrated into a formation.
They appeared at Zhao Shou's feet at the same time and worked together to strangle.
The Confucian crown above Zhao Shou's head lowered the clear light, and the great energy protected his body. He raised his fingers and portrayed a Buddhist essay in the void.
The Buddhist text was integrated into his body, and in an instant, a little golden lacquer bloomed, and the Vajra magic power was protected.
The great aura and the Vajra magic skill protected him tightly.
For the high-quality Confucian scholars, as long as I have seen them, I can get free.
In this wave, Zhao Shoubai was Xu Qi'an's unbeaten Vajra.
Then, Zhao Shou imitated the white-clothed sorcerer and stepped down with one foot. The layers of array patterns were born under him and spread rapidly, and he wanted to include the white-clothed sorcerer.
But the white-clothed sorcerer swept all the formations that Zhao Shou cast, just waved his sleeves.
How can it work if you use formations to deal with warlocks?
The white-clothed warlock took off the sachets from his waist in an orderly manner, and in an instant, magic weapons flew out like money.
The cannons were arranged, the crossbows fell to the ground, and the magic weapon, muskets and military crossbows were floating in the air. Their accuracy was aimed at Zhao Shou.
Swords with iron-cutting like mud wandered through the air.
In addition, there are other magical tools with strange effects, such as ropes for bondage, bronze mirrors that shock the soul, and bronze bells for sealing...
It's so fancy, compared to it, the martial artist can only describe it as vulgar... Seeing the battle between the high-quality Confucian scholars and the high-quality warriors, Xu Qi'an felt emotion.
Amid the roar of cannons, the white-clothed warlock picked up a nail and stabbed Xu Qi'an's dantian.
Xu Qi'an's lower abdomen was in severe pain, and he was sweating profusely. He endured the pain and said:
Why do you have to give me luck?
The white-clothed warlock did not answer and squeezed a nail again.
Xu Qi'an felt a little nervous and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his body could not move. The tax and silver case was dominated by you, and the purpose was to get me out of the capital in a "reasonable" way?
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: You guessed it right.
But I can't guess why I took me out of the capital on the grounds of the tax and silver case. With your means and ability, even if the capital has a supervisor in charge, you can still take me out of the capital.
Xu Qi'an stared at him, trying to see through the mosaic and observe his expression.
The white-clothed warlock touched his head, his voice soft, as if the elders were talking to the younger generation:
You are not a genius in Dafeng’s case-breaking genius. After giving you such a long time, you haven’t found out?
I checked your mother and sweared... Xu Qi'an almost sweared. He held back and tried to delay the time, saying: In Yunzhou, are you helping me?
Um!
The white-clothed warlock's concise reply.
You help me, not because you give me a gift, but because Yunzhou is Xuzhou, the base camp of your lineage, right?
Xu Qi'an's words are not shocking and never stops.
Not stupid either.
The white-clothed sorcerer still had a calm tone. He pinched the nail and stabbed Xu Qi'an's chest and said: How did you guess it?
Xu Qi'an's face turned pale, and a lot of sweat came out of his forehead. His tone was slightly weak:
Because Yunzhou's geographical location is really great, it is backed by the sea, and even if you fail to get up, you can still take a boat to travel overseas.And why is Yunzhou, not other states in the sea?Because Yunzhou has abundant resources, it is second only to Yuzhou and Zhangzhou, which are known as the Dafeng Granary.
Regarding the treasures in the mountains such as iron ore and medicinal materials, Yunzhou is second only to the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang.The local bandits are rampant, which is the best cover for you to station troops and raise troops.
The Witch God Sect also took a fancy to this place, so it has been planning secretly over the years.Support bandits, collude with the party, and transport military supplies.This violates your interests.
So you borrowed the hand of Mr. Wei and my hands to remove the Witch God Sect.This will not only expose you, but also clear away the power of the Witch God Sect.
If all my guesses are correct, then Yang Chuannan, the commander of Yunzhou, is actually yours.
The white-clothed warlock clapped gently, unable to see his face clearly, but he was full of smiles: I guessed everything, what else did you guess? You might as well say it out loud, I will give you a chance to delay time.
Unfortunately, I woke up too late.Xu Qi'an shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The reason why he was able to quickly lock in Yunzhou governor Song Changfu was the real murderer behind the scenes was because he captured the cripple Liang Youping, who was sent by a white-clothed warlock.
And Liang Youping... was found by Li Miaozhen's good friend and Yang Chuannan, commander of Yunzhou.
Yunzhou is a place that is very strange. It is obviously very rich, but bandits are rampant and the people live in a difficult situation.Not to mention Xu Qi'an, even Zhu Guangxiao called it unreasonable that day.
After summoning Ji Qian's soul in Jianzhou and asking about the spirit, Xu Qi'an kept thinking about where Xuzhou was.
At that time, he didn't understand it for a long time. He knew that after he found out everything, he suddenly realized it.
Why didn’t I get lucky when I was in Yunzhou?
Didn't you see it?The white-clothed warlock raised the nail in his hand and said:
The seal under Sangbo is in your body. If you want to extract the luck in your body, I must face him.
This demon monk is not an ordinary person, and even I cannot seal him.So I went to the Western Regions and told Buddhism the news that Shen Shu was in your body.
They happily lent me the treasure demon-sealing nail.
No wonder he could easily break my Vajra magical power and easily seal the divine special. Sure enough, only monks can deal with monks... Xu Qi'an relieved his despair in his heart by complaining, and said:
Why don’t you borrow early or late, and just wait until this time?
The white-clothed sorcerer had a leisurely and a smile in his tone: Of course, when Wei Yuan died in battle, your dragon vein dissipates, and you wait for you to kill Joan of Arc.
Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes: How do you know that Yuan Jing is Joan of Arc?
The white-clothed warlock asked back: You guess.
Before Xu Qi'an could speak, he continued: If Wei Yuan is not dead, it is not only the Witch God Sect that cannot sleep or eat, but I cannot sleep or eat.If the God of the Great Feng Army is not dead, who dares to raise trouble?Now that the dragon vein has dispersed, the Central Plains will inevitably be in chaos. At this time, it is an excellent opportunity to start a troubled situation.
It is also the best time for me to get my luck back.
As he spoke, another golden nail pierced into Xu Qi'an's big cone.
Xu Qian groaned and almost fainted. The five nails in his body resonated, eroding his vitality, further sealing his cultivation, and further sealing Shenshu.
He is in a very bad state now. After killing Joan of Arc, he broke his jade twice and was seriously injured.
Now he was stabbed into his body by the first-generation surveillance with a demon-sealing nail. He rarely had the weakness of staying up all night in his previous life, and the weakness of suddenly dying at any time.
How did you escape the siege of Emperor Wuzong, Buddhist Bodhisattvas and contemporary surveillance?Xu Qian did not forget his original intention of delaying time.
The white-clothed warlock glanced at Zhao Shou in the distance, opened the sachet again, summoned out magic weapons, and top-level magic weapons that were worthless roaring out, replenishing their troops.
At the same time, he stamped his feet again, spreading out formations that could borrow the power of heaven and earth, including Zhao Shou.
Dean Zhao Shou himself is a third-grade Great Perfection, and is blessed by the sub-saint Confucian crown. He will not be weaker than the second-grade... He is worthy of being the first-grade supervisor. I am afraid that he will be only one line away from the first-grade... Xu Qi'an is desperate again.
Restraining Zhao Shou again, the white-clothed warlock said while pinching the nails and pouring in the clear light:
It’s not that easy to kill a first-rate product?
The sixth nail is inserted into the Mingmen point on the back waist.
He is still resisting, and he is worthy of being a demon monk who has caused trouble to all Buddhists.When he was completely sealed, I set up a formation to get my luck back.Then you may die.
I am lucky, and you will harm my life, aren’t you afraid of being frustrated by luck?
Xu Qi'an's face was pale, not because of fear, but because of weakness.
The supervisor dared not touch Joan of Arc because he was the supervisor of Dafeng.Five hundred years ago, he was the first-class man who relied on this lineage to become a royal family.Killing the emperor is equivalent to destroying one's foundation.Your luck also comes from this lineage.
If I kill you, I will not destroy my foundation, I just need to bear the backlash. Moreover, for some reasons, this backlash is even lighter than ordinary high-quality products to deal with you.
The white-clothed warlock smiled.
What are some reasons? It is related to your luck hiding in me back then?Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes.
The white-clothed warlock said irresponsible: Do you know why the sergeant betrayed me back then?Why did I fall from first-grade to second-grade?
Xu Qi'an shook his head.
The white-clothed sorcerer said: If you know what the first and second grades of the sorcerer system are called, you can figure it out by yourself.
The seventh nail pierced into Xu Qi'an's central point.
The blood and sweat mixed, dyed the ragged blue shirt red. He was silent for a moment and nodded:
I am indeed very curious about the truth about the slaughter of the master back then.
Xu Qi'an's qi and blood and qi mechanism were blocked at the same time, and his cultivation was blocked.
The most fatal thing is that these golden nails engraved with Buddhist scriptures seem to have special harm to Shenshu. When the two nails entered the body, Shenshu lost his voice.
He was sealed.
There was no warning, neither Xu Qi'an nor Shen Shu had received a dangerous warning in the face of the sneak attack by the white-clothed warlock.
Although they are seriously injured and their condition has declined in all aspects, this is simply absurd for their current cultivation level.
But the white-clothed warlock did it.
The white-clothed warlocked the remaining seven nails with the fingertips. Instead, he looked at the Star Gazing Tower and Salen Agu and the Superintendent on the Bagua Platform.
The white-clothed sorcerer chuckled: The colorless beads of Buddhism are really useful. Without it, I am really not sure to teleport to you silently and not be discovered by you and the demon monk.
In order to deal with him, Buddhism invested a lot.
In his palm was a Buddhist bead that turned into powder.
He, he is the first surveillance officer... Saren Agu is also in the capital, and with the contemporary surveillance officer, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren are together... Xu Qi'an's heart slowly sank.
All the gifts are marked with the price secretly.
Now, the debt collector is here.
When two nails enter the body, the qi and blood are blocked, the qi mechanism is solidified, and it is difficult for hands and feet to move.
He can do nothing except think.
Xu Qi'an's eyes kept turning, and he saw that the sky that had already dispersed had suddenly been covered with clouds, and thick lightning struck down, and clear lights raging.
The white-clothed warlock withdrew his gaze, glanced at Xu Qi'an, and said:
The capital is his territory, but Saren Agu has lived for thousands of years and has a profound foundation. If he does his best, it will not be difficult to stop him.There is a head of the Earth Sect stopping it from Luo Yuheng.
Zhao Shou is the only one who can save you.However, the third-rank great scholar was a little short of it.
The white-clothed sorcerer had a blurry face, as if he had a layer of mosaic, which made Xu Qi'an unable to see his true face clearly, but he listened to his tone, leisurely and calm, revealing the confidence to control everything.
Zhenguojian, save me quickly... Xu Qi'an shouted in his heart.
The Zhenguo Sword was buzzing and vibrating, revealing infinite sword intent.
But the white-clothed warlock wiped it casually, and the brass sword became quiet, and the Zhenguo sword was briefly sealed.
The peerless magic weapon was baptized by six hundred years of luck. For high-quality products in ordinary systems, this is a great killing weapon.But it is not a threat to warlocks who are good at refining weapons and formations.The white-clothed warlock had a calm tone.
As he said that, he took the Ru Sheng carving knife from Xu Qi'an again. The carving knife trembled, and the clear light overflowed from his fingertips, but it could not hurt him at all.
Not long after, the Confucian Saint carved the sword and calmed down and sealed it for a short time.
This carving knife Ah still has to be in the hands of Confucianism to exert its true power.Otherwise, any peerless magic weapon without the blessing of its master will be like floating water floats and cannot be used forever. Every time you exhaust your power, you will need to be warmed up for a while.This is a little knowledge that only warlocks know, you can learn more.
He said slowly, and Xu Qi'an's face turned pale and he was extremely anxious.
Xiū!
At this time, the unparalleled sword light rose against the air and slashed at the white-clothed warlock.
He grabbed the Taiping Knife in his hand, shook his head with a slight disappointment: Once the magic weapon chooses the master, he only recognizes the master, which is of little use to others.
The white-clothed warlock's palm illuminated, and layers of blessings were added to the Taiping Sword. Soon, the trembling blade body stabilized, and the Taiping Sword was also sealed.
With a throwaway, the Taiping Knife landed at the collapsed city gate.
Nailed to the ground.
Is there any other means?If not, I will take you away.The white-clothed warlock said.
At this time, Xu Qi'an found that he could speak, and he tentatively said: Did you hide my luck?
The white-clothed warlock did not answer, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and flashed his body and teleported away.
Xu Qi'an's eyes were blurred, and the scenery was blurred. The next second, he found himself in the suburbs, with a continuous desert field on the left, a small lake on the right, and a mountain in the distance.
Where is this...
The Warlock's teleportation was unreasonable at all, and he didn't know where he was now.
Teleportation is prohibited here!
In the mellow and low voice, a figure emerged in front of him, wearing a sub-saint Confucian crown and an old Confucian shirt. His hair, which was originally neglected to dress up, is now tied in the Confucian crown in a regular manner.
Dean Zhao Shou!
Physical contact is prohibited.
His tone was calm, but what he said contained irresistible rules.
A clear light forced apart the white-clothed warlock and Xu Qi'an.
Relying on the title of the Sub-Saint Confucian Confucians, Zhao Shou forcibly upgraded his position to the second level.
After parting with the white-clothed warlock, he waved his sleeves: Retreat a hundred miles.
The white-clothed warlock with a blurred face disappeared immediately.
Okay, saved?Didn’t you say it would be impossible to teleport?Confucianism is indeed a big hooligan...
Xu Qian felt relieved and almost threw himself into Zhao Shou's arms and called him dad.
But the next moment, Xu Qi'an saw the white-clothed warlock appear beside him and smiled:
That's right, I implanted your luck into your body, with the purpose of concealing it from surveillance.
Xu Qian was stunned for a moment: Why did you come back?
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: "He's back."
While speaking, a Bagua formation lit up under Xu Qi'an's feet, and the white-clothed sorcerer happened to be stepping on the wind gate.
?Xu Qian looked at him blankly, and his heart sank again.
Zhao Shou remained calm and said leisurely: Draw the ground as a prison!
A clear light descended from the sky, covering the land within a radius of dozens of miles, completely isolated from the outside world. There is one world in the cage, and another world outside the cage.
He was delaying time and waiting for the arrival of surveillance.
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: Then let’s play with you.
He stepped down, and the formation patterns emerged out of thin air, covering Zhao Shou.
These formations are different, some are intertwined with lightning, some are foggy, some are scattered with sharpness, some are flaming, but they are perfectly integrated into a formation.
They appeared at Zhao Shou's feet at the same time and worked together to strangle.
The Confucian crown above Zhao Shou's head lowered the clear light, and the great energy protected his body. He raised his fingers and portrayed a Buddhist essay in the void.
The Buddhist text was integrated into his body, and in an instant, a little golden lacquer bloomed, and the Vajra magic power was protected.
The great aura and the Vajra magic skill protected him tightly.
For the high-quality Confucian scholars, as long as I have seen them, I can get free.
In this wave, Zhao Shoubai was Xu Qi'an's unbeaten Vajra.
Then, Zhao Shou imitated the white-clothed sorcerer and stepped down with one foot. The layers of array patterns were born under him and spread rapidly, and he wanted to include the white-clothed sorcerer.
But the white-clothed sorcerer swept all the formations that Zhao Shou cast, just waved his sleeves.
How can it work if you use formations to deal with warlocks?
The white-clothed warlock took off the sachets from his waist in an orderly manner, and in an instant, magic weapons flew out like money.
The cannons were arranged, the crossbows fell to the ground, and the magic weapon, muskets and military crossbows were floating in the air. Their accuracy was aimed at Zhao Shou.
Swords with iron-cutting like mud wandered through the air.
In addition, there are other magical tools with strange effects, such as ropes for bondage, bronze mirrors that shock the soul, and bronze bells for sealing...
It's so fancy, compared to it, the martial artist can only describe it as vulgar... Seeing the battle between the high-quality Confucian scholars and the high-quality warriors, Xu Qi'an felt emotion.
Amid the roar of cannons, the white-clothed warlock picked up a nail and stabbed Xu Qi'an's dantian.
Xu Qi'an's lower abdomen was in severe pain, and he was sweating profusely. He endured the pain and said:
Why do you have to give me luck?
The white-clothed warlock did not answer and squeezed a nail again.
Xu Qi'an felt a little nervous and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his body could not move. The tax and silver case was dominated by you, and the purpose was to get me out of the capital in a "reasonable" way?
The white-clothed warlock smiled and said: You guessed it right.
But I can't guess why I took me out of the capital on the grounds of the tax and silver case. With your means and ability, even if the capital has a supervisor in charge, you can still take me out of the capital.
Xu Qi'an stared at him, trying to see through the mosaic and observe his expression.
The white-clothed warlock touched his head, his voice soft, as if the elders were talking to the younger generation:
You are not a genius in Dafeng’s case-breaking genius. After giving you such a long time, you haven’t found out?
I checked your mother and sweared... Xu Qi'an almost sweared. He held back and tried to delay the time, saying: In Yunzhou, are you helping me?
Um!
The white-clothed warlock's concise reply.
You help me, not because you give me a gift, but because Yunzhou is Xuzhou, the base camp of your lineage, right?
Xu Qi'an's words are not shocking and never stops.
Not stupid either.
The white-clothed sorcerer still had a calm tone. He pinched the nail and stabbed Xu Qi'an's chest and said: How did you guess it?
Xu Qi'an's face turned pale, and a lot of sweat came out of his forehead. His tone was slightly weak:
Because Yunzhou's geographical location is really great, it is backed by the sea, and even if you fail to get up, you can still take a boat to travel overseas.And why is Yunzhou, not other states in the sea?Because Yunzhou has abundant resources, it is second only to Yuzhou and Zhangzhou, which are known as the Dafeng Granary.
Regarding the treasures in the mountains such as iron ore and medicinal materials, Yunzhou is second only to the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang.The local bandits are rampant, which is the best cover for you to station troops and raise troops.
The Witch God Sect also took a fancy to this place, so it has been planning secretly over the years.Support bandits, collude with the party, and transport military supplies.This violates your interests.
So you borrowed the hand of Mr. Wei and my hands to remove the Witch God Sect.This will not only expose you, but also clear away the power of the Witch God Sect.
If all my guesses are correct, then Yang Chuannan, the commander of Yunzhou, is actually yours.
The white-clothed warlock clapped gently, unable to see his face clearly, but he was full of smiles: I guessed everything, what else did you guess? You might as well say it out loud, I will give you a chance to delay time.
Unfortunately, I woke up too late.Xu Qi'an shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The reason why he was able to quickly lock in Yunzhou governor Song Changfu was the real murderer behind the scenes was because he captured the cripple Liang Youping, who was sent by a white-clothed warlock.
And Liang Youping... was found by Li Miaozhen's good friend and Yang Chuannan, commander of Yunzhou.
Yunzhou is a place that is very strange. It is obviously very rich, but bandits are rampant and the people live in a difficult situation.Not to mention Xu Qi'an, even Zhu Guangxiao called it unreasonable that day.
After summoning Ji Qian's soul in Jianzhou and asking about the spirit, Xu Qi'an kept thinking about where Xuzhou was.
At that time, he didn't understand it for a long time. He knew that after he found out everything, he suddenly realized it.
Why didn’t I get lucky when I was in Yunzhou?
Didn't you see it?The white-clothed warlock raised the nail in his hand and said:
The seal under Sangbo is in your body. If you want to extract the luck in your body, I must face him.
This demon monk is not an ordinary person, and even I cannot seal him.So I went to the Western Regions and told Buddhism the news that Shen Shu was in your body.
They happily lent me the treasure demon-sealing nail.
No wonder he could easily break my Vajra magical power and easily seal the divine special. Sure enough, only monks can deal with monks... Xu Qi'an relieved his despair in his heart by complaining, and said:
Why don’t you borrow early or late, and just wait until this time?
The white-clothed sorcerer had a leisurely and a smile in his tone: Of course, when Wei Yuan died in battle, your dragon vein dissipates, and you wait for you to kill Joan of Arc.
Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes: How do you know that Yuan Jing is Joan of Arc?
The white-clothed warlock asked back: You guess.
Before Xu Qi'an could speak, he continued: If Wei Yuan is not dead, it is not only the Witch God Sect that cannot sleep or eat, but I cannot sleep or eat.If the God of the Great Feng Army is not dead, who dares to raise trouble?Now that the dragon vein has dispersed, the Central Plains will inevitably be in chaos. At this time, it is an excellent opportunity to start a troubled situation.
It is also the best time for me to get my luck back.
As he spoke, another golden nail pierced into Xu Qi'an's big cone.
Xu Qian groaned and almost fainted. The five nails in his body resonated, eroding his vitality, further sealing his cultivation, and further sealing Shenshu.
He is in a very bad state now. After killing Joan of Arc, he broke his jade twice and was seriously injured.
Now he was stabbed into his body by the first-generation surveillance with a demon-sealing nail. He rarely had the weakness of staying up all night in his previous life, and the weakness of suddenly dying at any time.
How did you escape the siege of Emperor Wuzong, Buddhist Bodhisattvas and contemporary surveillance?Xu Qian did not forget his original intention of delaying time.
The white-clothed warlock glanced at Zhao Shou in the distance, opened the sachet again, summoned out magic weapons, and top-level magic weapons that were worthless roaring out, replenishing their troops.
At the same time, he stamped his feet again, spreading out formations that could borrow the power of heaven and earth, including Zhao Shou.
Dean Zhao Shou himself is a third-grade Great Perfection, and is blessed by the sub-saint Confucian crown. He will not be weaker than the second-grade... He is worthy of being the first-grade supervisor. I am afraid that he will be only one line away from the first-grade... Xu Qi'an is desperate again.
Restraining Zhao Shou again, the white-clothed warlock said while pinching the nails and pouring in the clear light:
It’s not that easy to kill a first-rate product?
The sixth nail is inserted into the Mingmen point on the back waist.
He is still resisting, and he is worthy of being a demon monk who has caused trouble to all Buddhists.When he was completely sealed, I set up a formation to get my luck back.Then you may die.
I am lucky, and you will harm my life, aren’t you afraid of being frustrated by luck?
Xu Qi'an's face was pale, not because of fear, but because of weakness.
The supervisor dared not touch Joan of Arc because he was the supervisor of Dafeng.Five hundred years ago, he was the first-class man who relied on this lineage to become a royal family.Killing the emperor is equivalent to destroying one's foundation.Your luck also comes from this lineage.
If I kill you, I will not destroy my foundation, I just need to bear the backlash. Moreover, for some reasons, this backlash is even lighter than ordinary high-quality products to deal with you.
The white-clothed warlock smiled.
What are some reasons? It is related to your luck hiding in me back then?Xu Qi'an narrowed his eyes.
The white-clothed warlock said irresponsible: Do you know why the sergeant betrayed me back then?Why did I fall from first-grade to second-grade?
Xu Qi'an shook his head.
The white-clothed sorcerer said: If you know what the first and second grades of the sorcerer system are called, you can figure it out by yourself.
The seventh nail pierced into Xu Qi'an's central point.
The blood and sweat mixed, dyed the ragged blue shirt red. He was silent for a moment and nodded:
I am indeed very curious about the truth about the slaughter of the master back then.
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