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Just when the planning of Qingchen Guan is prepared for Yu Hong to start a little name.

In front of a teahouse near the moss.

At the wooden signboard with a pure and natural word, a young man in a clear -cut observation robe was quietly waiting for a big wave blond woman who came out of it.

The two stood in front of the door and exchanged sight.

"Alliance decided to do it together the day after tomorrow. You will cooperate internally, destroy the formation method, and determine the whereabouts of the information." The woman raised her hands and threw a black thing.

The man caught and looked at it.

"OK. Who will do it at that time?"

"The seven sons of the Yuan fetus are here, and it is enough to solve it. There are basically some old, weak and disabled over there. Although it is a Tao, but in order to make money, it has long gone to have any combat effectiveness. With surgery, it should be cleared in one day.

"The woman said randomly." This is the beginning, our main opponent is the master team sent by Taoism. "

"Understand. Why did it decide to start in advance? I only lurked for two years. I thought it would take four or five years." The man asked.

"Who knows." The blonde woman lazily said.

"But okay, when you recite the scriptures all day long, everyone is almost forgot who they are." The man said faintly, put away things, and turned to leave.

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Small club scene.

"Starting."

Under the crowd, Yu Hong and the Yuanhua Taoist of Jiu Fang Guan finally paved the way.

Seeing that Yu Mo was pulling around, he had to pull away from the young disciples.

Jiu Fangguan does not know what their thoughts are, just that their confidence in their own Taoism is also sufficient. At the moment, they agreed.

After all, this time is not small. It really wants them to do it by themselves. Instead, the impact is too much.

Then, it turned like this now.

The old Taoist of Jiufangguan and Yu Mo and others sat one by one, and they all looked at it with a smile and laughter. In fact, everyone's attention was concentrated here.

Yu Hong represented the face of Qingchen Guan, who should have been in Zhengming, but when he lost to Yu Hong before, he recommended to let Yuhong go.

"When you point it, remember that you must not hurt the other party. You can just discuss it."

"Yes, Uncle!" Zhengming quickly responded loudly, not waiting for the other party to respond.

This is to set the tone first.

Although Jiufang Guan is dissatisfied, but it has not refuted, it can only be default.

Yu Hong looked at the people around him.

The two of the feather characters are all four of them, and the rest are also invited local celebrities. There are almost five or six.

Coupled with the dozens of people in Jiufangguan, there are a lot of people.

"The comparison test is about to start, the countdown is three times, prepare." A person in Jiufangguan was temporarily singing, raising three fingers up with his right hand.

"three."

"two."

Yu Hong and Taoist Yuanhua raised their hands at the same time, preparing to make their fingerprints.

The sand of resentment has already been placed on the ground between the two of them. This time it is more luxurious, one bottle for each person.

"one!"

Whoosh!

In Taoist Yuanhua's hand, there was a milky white thin-necked porcelain vase. He held the porcelain vase and tapped it lightly.

Suddenly, a trace of invisible power boiled out of the porcelain bottle and rushed towards Yu Hong.

The invisible force attracted the sand of resentment in mid-air, and soon turned into a silver mask with a vague human face that was half a person tall.

The mask opened its mouth and sprayed out a thin silver thread like hair, which rushed towards Yu Hong.

"Go." Yu Hong also released the first layer of terrifying shadows - the mysterious man in white.

The man in white was not afraid of death and charged directly towards him.

Puff puff puff!!

In an instant, a large silver thread penetrated the body of the man in white, causing his pace to slow down a lot.

But that was all. The tiny holes on the man in white quickly healed and disappeared. He swooped down, closed the distance, and grabbed the silver mask.

puff.

Tear it hard and the mask is torn to pieces on the spot.

At the same time, after the mask shattered, a black mist was released, covering the man in white.

It gets entangled here.

On the other side, Yu Hong and Taoist Yuan Hua unanimously chose to find another battlefield again.

The two of them once again summoned a withered girl and a second antler mask.

Kumei was obviously restrained by the Antler Mask, but due to the special nature of her own flash, the two struggled for several minutes, but could not decide the winner.

Immediately afterwards, the third battle began.

Taoist Yuanhua's expression became serious.

"When I saw it wasn't Zheng Mingshang before, I thought there was something wrong with him. Now it seems that you are simply stronger, right?" He said solemnly.

At this time, two games in a row were very draining on his Taoist spirit.

But Yu Hong, who was opposite him, still looked calm and looked as usual, as if he was the same as when he was not consumed.

This is a bit exaggerated.

"Actually, it was Senior Brother Zhengming who gave me this training opportunity." Yu Hong explained, "I am not very strong, and I am still not as good as Senior Brother."

"Hehehe." Taoist Yuanhua glanced at Zhengming, who had a dull expression on his side, and cursed in his heart how hypocritical this Qingchen Temple person was.

But on the surface, of course, he could only keep a straight face and stop talking.

Raising his hand to make a seal, he shook the porcelain bottle again.

Immediately, a new wave of power surged out quickly, and was quickly absorbed by the sand of resentment. It took shape and condensed into a mask with ferocious horns like an evil spirit.

A new fearful figure also appeared on Yu Hong's side, and a vague translucent human shape emerged.

That's the speaker!

Yucai condensed an outline, and then released circles of invisible and substantial airflow, blowing around.

Even if it makes the people who watch Jiufang change their colors slightly.

It's not that they have never seen the horror shadow of Qingchen Temple, but this is the first time they have seen this kind of weird style.

As soon as this evil figure appeared, Yu Mo and others also looked slightly sideways, stepped forward, and their expressions became a little solemn.

Taoist Yuanhua already felt that something was wrong at this time, but it was too late to change his technique. Besides, the evil ghost face this time was the strongest technique in his hand. If it still didn't work,

Bang!

In an instant, the moment the speaker took shape, the evil ghost bumped into him head on.

Amidst the muffled sound, the evil ghost's face was forcefully bounced several meters away.

But the speaker still stood in place, and the jelly-like texture on his body quickly disappeared, leaving only pure translucency.

There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!

His breath also became restrained and motionless.

"The gap is out. That ghost face can't touch Zhengrou's fearful shadow at all!" Zhengxia whispered, with a bit of shock in her eyes. "You have only been practicing for such a short time, but you have already caught up with Taoist Yuanhua for so many years."

"This is just qualifications. It doesn't make sense at all." Zhengming shook his head. "But what is that thing that Zhengrou summoned? Why have I never seen it before? Junior sister, have you seen it?"

Zhengxia shook her head.

"I've never seen it before. Maybe Master and the others know about it."

The two of them looked at Yu Mo Yu Hen and others and found that they were all staring at Yu Ren. Some of them frowned, and some of them were just out of curiosity.

Yu Mo and Yu Hen, two old Taoists, were also guessing about the origin of the speaker's identity.

"That thing is very dangerous and has many details. It is either an image of fantasy and fear all year round, or it is an image of ghosts and gods in certain folk customs." Yu Mo said in a low voice.

"I think it looks a bit like the real one," Guan Yuhen said with a frown.

"Really?? If this level is true, is it possible?" Yu Mo suddenly thought of Yu Hong's backstory about the case of Huangsong Island.

"Probably. This can be considered a blessing in disguise." Yuhen nodded.

As soon as the speaker's appearance appeared, it was obvious that he was not an ordinary character.

At this time, the man in white had already suppressed the mask opposite him and held it in his hand.

"Awesome! Then, how do you execute this move next?"

Taoist Yuanhua got a little angry and immediately pressed a black gold pendant on his chest.

Buzz!

The moment he held the pendant, an invisible spiritual wave suddenly spread to the entire hall with him as the center.

This time, everyone noticed the difference.

A depressing atmosphere slowly emerged.

"It's a Taoist weapon! An inherited Taoist weapon!" Yu Mo leaned forward again, "Zhengrou is the only one who got the Taoist tool. I don't know if I can handle it!"

"Let's see first. If it doesn't work, he will admit defeat." Yu Hen shook his head.

Not far away, the four Zhengming people also looked worried.

"I have used all the inherited Taoist tools. I really worked hard." Zhengming frowned, "I can't master the use of Taoist tools so quickly. Zhengrou is at a disadvantage in this regard."

"I feel that Zhengrou still has a certain grasp." Zhengxia followed in Hong Kong these days, and faintly observed his temper.

At this time, when he looked at him on the field, he knew that things had not exceeded his grasp.

The local representatives on the side, seeing such a magical fighting, applauded and applauded, and a scene of watching the lively scene.

I didn't notice the dignified atmosphere.

At this time.

The Yuanhua Taoist held the pendant, and suddenly condensed the grievances behind him, forming a three -meter -high silver bull head mask.

The Niutou was holding a large silver ax, rushing towards the direction of Hong.

Puff !!

Every time it runs, it is constantly dripping down the transparent glue.

It was the ability of the speaker to play silently, so that he was continuously continuously harmed.

But this kind of harm is actually nothing to do, and it does not work at the mask of the bull head.

Instantly, it ran to the body of the language and waved the ax.

Alas!

The ax fell to the top of the lingee, and at this time, the scream of the speaker burst out instantly.

ah!!!

The bombardment was fried. If the whole speaker was frozen, it exploded completely, splashed around, and disappeared completely.

The front body of the Niu Tou is a small and a half body, which is completely glued, and it is dripping to the ground like wax oil.

There is an uproar around.

The people of the Yuanhua Taoist used the inheritance, and they were still injured by the counterattack of the speaker.

You know, once the inheritance tract is used, it can instantly increase the user's great strength, and the cost is the speed consumption of the mental power. This is basically the same means, but at this time, it actually.

"Yellow -level typhoon, fortunately, Zhengrou is a mysterious level. Even if it is not skilled, it should be able to occupy a little advantage. Next, it is the key to the real decision to win."

Macro.

Last discussion, he wanted to know what kind of inheritance he had got in the end, and what the role of that device.

And last time there was no chance, this time the Yuanhua Taoist replaced him, maybe he could force out of the Hong Kong card.

It's not just him. At this time, Yu Mo's old way, but also with expectations to look at Honghong.

Yu Zhuan's main top of the tea, putting it back on the mouth and not put it back. The movement seemed to be stiff.
Chapter completed!