Chapter 213: rainstorm

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When He received the signal one day, He immediately took two thousand people and hurried to Yueheng Mountain.
Today is actually the most dangerous day for Yue Hengshan, because there are only a few demon guarding at the level of Hengshan throughout the month, and all the angels in the palace hall are in Siya Hall.
And those little demon, will not perform their due diligence at all, just deal with it.
This thousand killers under Yi Heyi's day to deal with some little monsters is a piece of cake, even without those Taoist shots.
The mission of these priests is to deal with Cheng Xuan and the messengers in charge of the palace.
Although there are a thousand Taoist priests here, He Yitian knows that it must be very difficult to deal with those messengers. Ten of the fourteen palm palace messengers are monsters of the millennium, and they are all cultivators.
However, success or failure is here, they have no other chance.
On weekdays, don't even think of a fly flying to the Moon Palace.
If Xiao Susu, Mo Wenchen and others did not meet Cheng Yue, and Cheng Yue had to use Xiao Susu's face, he would not continue to break through the level. Otherwise, let him ask how strong Chen Mochen is, and if he breaks through, he may lose his life Already.
What's more, there is Xuanyuan Sword in Mo Wenchen's hands. If not, half of the gates of the palace will not be able to break through, and they will be killed.
However, Mo Wenchen will always be a legend, or he can work wonders.
In the chaotic array, one after another, Jinshan Silver, and Pearl Agate, He Yitian's face was a little blue. Xu Weiran had told him that this was a mana sprinkled by mana. These gold mountains and silver did not exist at all, as long as people stepped into the enchantment. , Is a dead end and become a statue.
Thousands of assassins were jealous and stared at where Jin Chancan was.
He Tianyi laughed at one of the Taoists: "Please the master destroy this enchantment and have killed too many humans."
He hated this enchantment a little. If it weren't for Lei Yufeng and Bai Limo and others, a few people were guarding each other. He and Xu Weiran would have broken in without any thought.
It is now estimated that it has become the goalkeeper in front of the demon girl's palace in Bixin.
This enchantment is formed by a heart, as long as the person who walks in is petrified into a statue. When she is in a good mood, she will choose some handsome and beautiful people to put in front of her palace door.
For these greedy people, she has nothing but aversion.
The Taoist nodded his head and put one hand on his chest in return. He shook the Buddha dust in his hand while he said, "This thing really hurts people and can't stay here."
He pulled out a stack of rune paper from his chest, took out a bottle from his sleeve, poured out some water on the rune paper, and then stepped forward and observed the enchantment carefully.
He shook his head: "The mana of the caster is quite strong. The old man's mana may be out of reach. Who is there to help the old man?"
Looking at more than a thousand Taoists.
At one time many people came forward: "We are willing to help the Chief."
Looking at this situation, He Yitian has a bit of confidence in his heart. It seems that they are not the only Yueyue palace, and all of them have shown hatred for this enchantment.
The heart-struck Yuezhang Palace actually did such things to the people of southern Xinjiang. Although this is a test for human beings, who do not like money?
This is not to make all the people in southern Xinjiang turn into statues.
With the cooperation of two priests, a stack of rune paper was flooded with water, and then the dust of the Buddha swept away, a group of fires ignited, and then it was thrown up to the Jinshan Yinshan and various jewels.
With the fire group thrown up, all the gold and silver in front of people disappeared, but turned into rows and rows of human figures, endless.
This chaotic array is huge, and the other side cannot be seen from this side, and half of them are these humans who are anchored by spells.
It seems that some people in the southern Xinjiang are constantly thinking about going to Hengshan last month, but no matter what they want to do, they have died here.
People are always greedy, especially because there are so many Jinshans here. Presumably few people can resist the temptation.
He Yitian's brow frowned fiercely. The crowd had just dared to try, but now there is only fear. If you walk in half a step, it will be a dead end.
"What do these people do?" The head leader asked Xiang He one day.
He still sympathizes with these people.
Congratulating the whole day for a while, I did n’t know what was good:
We ca n’t control too much, these people do n’t know if it is life or death, wait until His Royal Highness is saved, then make plans.

The main purpose of these priests was to save Xu Weiran, all of whom were hired heavily by Youzhen State.
Of course, if you are under the banner of destroying Yueheng Mountain, you are afraid that Youzhen will have been trampled by the people, so you must find a reason that is absolutely suitable.
The high priest mentioned Xu Weiran on Yueheng Mountain when he returned to Youzhen.
Everything before and after this can invite so many powerful Taoist priests.
On the ordinary trail to Hengshan this month, I am afraid that I can only make a few one-to-one comparisons with the fairy.
You have to know that for thousands of years of fairies, you can't do enough magic.
"Okay." Dao nodded his head, and suddenly frowned. "Good piano sound."
At this time, Xiao Susu played the "Song of Songs" with all his heart, meticulously, and integrated himself into it.
"Let's go to His Royal Highness along the sound of this piano." There was a flash of light on He Tianyi's face, and everything went smoothly.
As long as the piano sounds ceaseless, they can go to Siya Dian. By then, these thousands of priests will work together, and the rune paper in their hands will be able to surround Siya Dian.
The party set off vigorously.
Along the way, countless little monsters were brought back to their original form. These Taoist priests did not want to be the enemy of Yuezhang Palace, and they had to cast spells as a last resort. They took money and eliminated disasters.
The little demon guarding the temple couldn't help hitting it, so two thousand people went well, and soon arrived at Yuezhang Temple.
Then I went down the path to Si Ya Dian.
The sound of the piano is endless, and the lingering sounds of the lingering lingering in the valley are endlessly memorable. Siyadian is very quiet at this moment. People only listen to this piano sound. No one looks to see if the moon in the sky has come out.
No one quarreled again.
Yueheng Mountain has not been so quiet for a long time.
There was only one who did not sink into it, Mo Mochen with his eyes closed.
No one knows what he is doing, but sits tightly, his eyes closed, his hands are in his sleeves, and he pinches a decision gently, so he doesn't move anymore.
The sound of this piano is very beautiful, and he also likes it very much, but he has more important things to do and cannot delay.
There is only one opportunity today, which must be seized.
Suddenly Mo Wenchen opened his eyes, and frowned fiercely, then he returned to his normal appearance.
He had already felt that a group of people were moving to this side. Although he didn't feel the danger, he always felt something wrong. After thinking about it, he understood a bit, and closed his eyes again.
From an outsider's perspective, he was meditating.
In fact, only he knew it was more difficult than meditation.
"Singing Song" is very long, the sky has completely darkened, and a crescent moon slowly climbs up the tree slightly.
Xiao Susu looked at the sky all the time, the corner of her mouth slightly raised, because she saw that crescent moon was a little bit full.
She didn't even think about it, and she would really invite the full moon.
Obviously not fifteen, but the moon is really round.
Somewhat inconceivable, but didn't think about why she Xiao Susu could do this.
Because she put everything on the sound of the piano.
The moon was a little bit full, and "Song of Songs" was nearing the end. Xiao Susu's long and clear fingers gently lifted the strings, and a ray of quiet music sang in the air, as if it could penetrate into people's hearts.
It is evocative.
Really can go on and on for three days.
As the aftertone faded away, the sound disappeared.
Suddenly Bixin shouted, "He Fang wicked ..."
The whole man paused, a green light attacked from his fingertips, and the direction was the path leading to the outside of Si Ya Dian.
After waiting for Bixin to stand still, the full blow bounced back. Green was a little soft in the moonlight, but with a full of murderous spirit, it pierced back to Bixin's heart.
She turned her head and hurriedly dodged. Bixin's face was blue and black. If her dead point was not seven inches, she would be killed by Huangquan at this time ... . . . . .