Chapter 533: There are ghosts in Dah Loh Shrine

"this is?"
Yun Luo stared at the Emperor Seal, can not help but slightly surprised.
She felt the imperial seal, and the thunder power of the martial arts source was amazing.
Lu Qian said mysteriously: "The legendary source of martial arts still seems to contain a supreme skill, which I robbed from Du Changbai's hand."
"It's up to you to practice."
Yun Luo smiled lightly.
Lu Qian shook his head: "I have condensed the Fa phase, and it is not suitable for practicing this magic skill. You cultivate, and if you do n’t refine it, you will probably dissipate between heaven and earth, and it will be wasted."
"This ... thank you."
Yun Luowang's eyes flashed a strange soft light to Lu Qian.
"You and I are intertwined in life and death.
Lu Qian smiled and placed the hot Emperor's Seal gently on Yun Luo's brows.
Nodding off, the origin of the group of martial arts was like an egg yolk, slipping out of the emperor's seal, infiltrating Yun Luo's eyebrows and disappearing.
boom.
There was a thunderous thunder, Yun Luo's blood washes like waves, and his eyebrows ejected a trace of black lightning. Instantly, the thunder arc flickered and lingered around.
Like the incarnation of the Thunder King, the powerful current spread immediately.
The next moment, Yun Luo suddenly opened his eyes, the thunder and lightning all over his body disappeared.
"how are you feeling?"
Lu Qian asked with a smile.
"This martial arts source has a strong elementary power and it takes a while to refine, but I have felt that the thunder technique in the martial arts source is far above the heavenly order of my cultivation."
Yun Luo nodded, and there was a bit of joy in his eyes.
"That's fine."
Lu Gan also smiled on his face.
In this case, Yun Luo should remain in his dynasty, and one of the ninety-nine martial arts promoted dynasties finally found one.
However, what official position is appropriate for Feng Yunluo?
At this moment, Yun Luo chuckled and said, "I will go back to Xianqing Palace first, and refine the origin of this martial art."
"Well, aren't you here for refining?"
Lu Gan was a little surprised.
Yun Luo glanced at the humble wooden house, and said with a smile: "You Luo Luofeng has only one wooden house. I stay, where do you sleep?"
"I can not sleep."
Lu Qian looked faintly and whispered: "Actually ... this big Luofeng is haunted!"
"Ok?"
Yun Luo heard the words and gave him a white look. There are many kinds of styles: "Your blood is strong and masculine, and you are not afraid of ghosts compared to half step Wusheng. Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"No, this ghost is very fierce! It seems to be the big brother of Daluo Holy Land ten thousand years ago, the grievances are not scattered, and the grievance is very great! I ran out to eat at night! I live here alone, I'm afraid I can't beat that ghost! A little scared, so sister Yun Luo, you still stay, help me out! "
Lu Qian's face was serious and solemn.
"Oh?"
Yun Luo smiled charmingly: "Okay, I want to hear how you make up."
Then they sat by the lake.
In the sway of fire, under the stars and moonlight, Lu Qian reached out and touched the fireflies around him, and began to tell the ghost story of Da Luofeng.
Strangely, he used to tell ghost stories by himself, without fear.
But now the two of them are actually talking, their hearts a little hairy.
In desperation, Lu Qian could only approach Yunluo and use her masculine and fierce martial arts fist to calm down the chill in her heart.
At this moment, the saint's manuscript in his arms converges with all interest and righteousness.
...
Qingsong Peak, inside a palace.
Zhou Yuansong sat in the jade chair, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand.
In his lower left hand, Wei Yuan, the big man in gold, sat sitting calmly, with a frown on his face, a little dignified look.
Opposite this person is Ning Tianduan in a black suit. It seems that outside of Shenyoutian, his eyes are not focused.
"Brother Zhou, that Lu Changshou is the son of the immortal. I'm afraid he has taken countless treasures of heaven and earth, and there are various mysterious soldiers on his body. If he meets him tomorrow, the odds are really not high."
Wei Yuan said with a calm face.
Zhou Yuansong snorted softly, disdaining: "It's just a state of law, not even a state of law. With your electric python law, it is enough to defeat him easily. However, it is difficult for the soldiers to defeat, you may still be defeated, I give You are a magic soldier! "
With that said, he took out a jade amulet from his sleeve and engraved six cinnabar blood characters, which was very scribbled.
Vaguely recognizable, it is the six characters 遁 遁 天 藏 地 阵.
"This is ... 遁 天 玉符?"
Wei Yuan looked happy.
Hearing the sound, Ning Tian broke his eyes and focused, returned to God, and frowned, "I challenge the realm of law in the outside world, and use the Tianyu Run, I am afraid that people will look down on my Tianyu vein. Brother Zhou, you might as well Think about it? "
"Don't think about it."
When Zhou Yuansong waved his hand, his eyes were sharp: "This time is an opportunity! I don't know how many people are staring at the master. You must not miss it! There can be no mistakes! As long as you become a master and host the Jiumai Huiwu, Splendid style above the Daxian Fairy Club, when the time comes, fame, fortune, magical powers, everything! I must not let go! "
"But after all, I wish the elder son, brother, you are so anxious."
Ning Tian persuaded with a frown.
"Huh! According to martial rules, this master is originally owned by the strong!"
Zhou Yuansong's eyes blinked: "Long Changshou is just a state of law, and he is not worthy of being a master! His strength, cultivation, at the Daxian Fair, will definitely lose our Da Luo Holy Land's face! In this case, it is better to kick him down as soon as possible! That guy also lived in Da Luofeng, and after a day of master brother, he must have been addicted!
"Okay! Brother Zhou, please rest assured that I will do my best tomorrow to defeat that Lu Changshou!"
Wei Yuan took over Tianyu Yufu with confidence and was confident.
"Ok!"
Zhou Yuansong nodded, his eyes narrowed, revealing the cold light: "You won, I will challenge you on the second day. At that time, you can work together with all your strength, no need to keep your hands."
"Brother's strength, brother I know very well, I'm afraid I can't support ten rounds under brother. Brother is here, congratulations in advance to be a brother and stay in Da Luofeng!"
Wei Yuan's eyebrows were thick and eyebrowy, but he also had some worries and began touting directly.
This sentence made Zhou Yuansong affectionately evoke a smile, it seems that the position of a big brother is already at his fingertips.
In his view, no matter how strong a French state of affairs can be, Wei Yuan is already invincible in holding the Tianyu Symbol.
Coupled with Wei Yuan's electric python, the power is amazing. Defeating Lu Changshou, who is arrogant and arrogant because he is the son of a fairy, is simply easy to grasp.
He is now waiting for Da Luofeng to carry his bag.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yuansong waved his hand: "Let's go, go back to worship the Duntian jade amulet, and rejuvenate."
"Yes!"
Wei Yuan held Futian Yufu and resigned.
After waiting for someone to leave, Ning Tian frowned and said, "Brother Zhou, you are so sure. There is a treasure left by the master in Da Luofeng ten thousand years ago?"
"This is the evidence."
Zhou Yuansong threw out the ancient book in his hand.
"King Kong vigorously punches, this is just an ordinary step-fisting method." Ning Tian grabbed the ancient book and opened it for a few glances.
"You try to take a spit of blood to see."
Zhou Yuansong said coldly.
On hearing that, Ning Tian frowned slightly, his blood gas moved, and a spit of blood sprayed on the cheats.
A magical scene appeared.
Just as water meets cotton, ancient books absorb blood, and the words of powdered gold flew out of the pages of the book, floating in the air, arranged in a few lines:
Want my treasure?
If you want it, give it to you!
I put all the treasures in the longevity world there.
Zhou Yuansong looked at these lines of gold words, his eyes flashed with fiery light: "This King Kong vigorous fist is the boxing method that the master used most in the flying world ten thousand years ago. I searched carefully in the Tibetan scripture hall and finally found Ancient books, after many twists and turns, only to discover the secret here! In Da Luofeng, there is a peerless treasure left by that master! "
"Peerless treasure!"
Ning Tianchuan couldn't help but show his emotions, and said, "Brother, what do you need me to help you with?"
"Stop the runes!"
Zhou Yuansong narrowed his eyes and spat a word coldly.
"it is good!"
Ning Tianchun didn't hesitate and promised directly.
...
Jin Guangfeng, in the bamboo building.
Rune is in the secret room, eyes closed slightly, sitting on the jade bed, the green flames around him turn like a dragon, exuding a cold and deterrent breath.
Suddenly, in the corner, the shadows squirmed like water and rose up, condensing into a ghostly figure.
"Who?"
Fu Jian opened his eyes suddenly.
When he saw the figure in the corner, his expression was clear, he jumped off the jade bed and worshiped deeply.
At this time, there was a raspy, harsh voice between men and women in the silhouette: "Tomorrow, you will take action and join the main Luo Feng."
"This……"
Fujian was a little hesitant: "Dare to ask the Lord, is it for the purpose of the Avenue Fair?"
"Talk."
The figure's voice suddenly became cold.
Click.
A bony crack sounded, as if the rune was hit by a palm, and flew straight out, hit the wall, fell to the ground, and spit out several pounds of blood.
However, Fuzhe did not dare to be angry, and he quickly got up, knelt on the ground, and was afraid: "Please, Lord, forgive me!"
"Huh! I made you a waste and become the chief disciple of the Tianluo of Daluo Holy Land, not to ask you what you should not ask!"
The voice of the figure was a little bit angry: "Remember ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You must be a big brother of Daluo Holy Land!"
"Yes!"
Fu Run responded quickly and murmured, as if trying to say something.
"Say."
The figure spit out a word coldly.
Fu Jian pursed his lips, and carefully said, "Disciple, I want that Yunluo."
"it is good."
The figure responded with a clatter, and it spattered on the ground like a splash of water, turning into a shadow again, as if it had never appeared.
Only the strange light flashed in Rune's eyes.
Moonlight is like water.
The stars are peaceful.
Under the tranquil night of Darrow Holy Land, it began to flow undercurrent.