Vol 3 Chapter 697: The Yellow King

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When Nie Tianren rushed to the scene, the situation was under control-at least it looked like this.
Han Tao, the monk of Yuanying who was in the imperial princes' world, was hanging weakly and weakly. Many key points, including Dan Tian, ​​were punched into the forbidden steel needle, binding the soul lock and even locking his Yuanying. And the most strange thing is his abdomen-at this moment, his abdomen is more terrifying than the pregnant woman. The monk's body is strong, but he doesn't have to worry about his life.
Nie Tianren looked at this young man who was very optimistic about him in disgust. This guy is very ambitious and a good seedling. But now, this good young man has tears in his eyes, and there is still a weak cry in his mouth.
-"I don't want to eat ..."
"What's wrong? What is going on?"
Nie Tianren's angry roar spread throughout the ruins.
Between the roars, the emperor appeared majestic.
The two Yuanying monks who held Han Tao shivered and returned: "We don't know. After Brother Han returned, he didn't know what crazy he was doing, so he ate the dirt here ..."
"Eating soil? Eating soil?" Nie Tianren dragged Han Tao, distracted, and an emperor's imperial mana mantra repaired by the emperor's extremely split heaven and the highest heart method carried his "ten thousand people above the sky" Wanghou Guiqi attacked the opponent. This mana ran for a few seconds, and it passed the ban as quietly as spring wind and rain, patrolling inside Han Tao.
He did not know that on the ground at the moment, Wang Qi lit up and smiled in a low voice: "Okay, bite the hook."
The emperor's imperial power circulates continuously in Han Tao's body. Youdao is "the emperor's patrolling the gods and exploring the gods", regardless of the kind of curse and grievance, as long as he encounters the overbearing practice of imperial cracking of heaven, it is a word "broken". No evil law can raise his head in front of this supreme spirit, and all filth will be cleaned.
However, Nie Tianren felt nothing.
The Divine Plague Mantra is a thought built up by mathematical means, similar to the principle of neural signals. It is not a spell, nor a demon. There is no essential difference from the general idea in the field of spells.
During Nie Tianren's inspection, the disciple did not have the illusion or the invasion of the demon. He wanted to eat shit, as if born.
It does n’t make any sense to say that this is impossible. There is always some weird spells in Waidao. It is not surprising that they did anything.
However, Nie Tianren still cares about one other thing: "Why is Han Tao's body deficient in essence, and there is only a little residue left in his mana?"
Everyone shook his head: "Perhaps it was consumed in the fight?"
In fact, this Han Tao did not fight too fiercely. His mana did not consume much. The reason why this happens is because the heart demon has taken away his power and transformed into himself. And when the mind-magic curse is in a state of divine power, it is difficult to be perceived.
Nie Tianren didn't feel anything, shook his head, and recovered his mana. He ordered: "Don't we still have a live one? Ask the solution. If it doesn't work, then take those two live hostages and exchange solutions with the other one!"
"Yes!"
They did not know that it was too late to ask about the solution.
On the way, Han Tao has infected 20 or 30 Jindan monks through indirect methods. They are the weakest, and can be solved by the radiation effect of the Devil's Spell. Then there are the six Yuan infants. At first, the one who tore up with Han Tao in order to prevent Han Tao from eating soil, the two who held Han Tao to seal off his internal strength, and the three who had tried to cure Han Tao. There is a direct mana exchange between the six Yuanying monks and Han Tao, so there is also a weak magic power in the body.
Then, the distracting monk Nie Tianren also had a faint psychic power in his body.
This time the harvest is too great.
The Demon Network can steal the perception of others. Wang Qi can already know the things underground.
"So, start."
On the ground, Wang Qi smiled and flicked his finger in the void, as if turning on the screen saver of the mobile phone.
The "Famine" and "Shit" of the God's Plague Mantra are like some shameless background bundled download software, which follows the big curse of the devil and falls into everyone's mind.
A weird atmosphere suddenly appeared among the ancient Fa-cultivators. The few normal people suddenly discovered that the same people around them all became weird. There are a few poor-hearted people who stare directly at the dirt. Even Nie Tianren, a priest in the split-phase period, had his eyes flashing.
It was a Jindan monk in Tianshulou who was the first to set off a frenzy. He looked at the mud land and muttered in his mouth: "This uncle desperately eats the soil, is it because of the effect of the earth in the forbidden land that breaks evil?"
"Ridiculous!" His teacher immediately came out and scolded.
But another monk with a curse retorted: "This is the place where the" Jingshi "is banned. Maybe the stone is a bit magical?"
"How is it possible?" The Yuanying monk Wushuang Jianzong retorted. He was one of the two Yuanying monks who locked Han Tao. He had the greatest contact with Han Tao, and the mantra was deep. His eyes flickered, and he reached out and grabbed a piece of rock on the ruins: "I'll show it to you. It's just ordinary broken stone, what's so strange ... Oh, yes, yes ..."
It's delicious ...
Yuanying monk, even if he does not deliberately exercise his body, mana will strengthen the inter-molecular connections within the body to another level. The renewal of the ruins of the demon is a thing that was established thousands of years ago. The main functional part is deeper underground, and the part on the ground is ordinary rock. For Yuanying monk, this thing is a harder pancake.
However, the taste is more like pine sugar.
The Yuanying monk couldn't help thinking of when he was not yet in the Tao. There are very few overseas worlds and the whole family is not full. However, when she celebrates her own birthday, her mother will give herself a kind of sugar dew collected on the branches. At that time, there were few sweet things in the distant sea area ...
There was a spit in the mouth of this rough man. Unconsciously, he swallowed the stone. He took the second piece involuntarily and said to others: "It looks a bit spiritual. However, there should be no ability to break evil and curse."
Under the memory that he himself forgot, he ate three stones.
This time, the few monk monks in the spell could no longer bear it. They put down their restraints one after another and hurriedly ran to the stone wall to buckle the stone. The weaker ones, who are not good at physical training, squatted down and grabbed a handful of dirt.
A Yuanying monk who did n’t have a mantra was curious. He grabbed a little dirt and put it in his mouth, but it only caused a strong vomiting sensation.
Among the mantras, Nie Tianren is the only one who realizes the truth.
The more disgusting the sweeter.
The more you can't eat it, the more delicious it is.
The more smelly, the more fragrant.
...
No ... no no no no no!
Nie Tianren silently recited the Qing Mantra in his heart, but found that he could not get rid of this desire. He did not join the group of already half-crazy little Jin Dan, but dug deep into his heart.
Then, he saw the ugly desire that almost collapsed his heart.
"Don't eat it."
The deterrent power of the split-phase is still sufficient. As soon as he was born, most people stopped. Only one Jin Dan monk ate too much, and squeezed a stone into his hand.
Nie Tianren finger lightly, without hesitation took the Jin Dan monk's life. The Jindan monk's body like a hundred steel smelters shattered into immediately like the weathered straw paper in front of this random finger. Nie Tianren whispered in a low voice: "You are already in a curse! You have a secret calculation! Don't you understand? You are eating stones and mud now, and you are holding your enemies solemnly! Give me hold!"
His words are indeed a good medicine if there is no big magic spell. However, the heart curse is not able to survive through perseverance. Because, the more tolerant the more paranoid, Dao Xinchun Yang curse will breed. And to the beautiful feeling of falsehood, deceiving yourself and saying that it's okay, it will trigger a thousand magic spells.
And now, there is a trace of fear of unknown spells in everyone's heart. The chief of the five plagues drove straight in, expanding this dim sum magic infinitely.
Anyone will be afraid of the unknown. If it is a monk who can desire from the heart, this kind of miscellaneous thoughts can be extinguished in a turn of wisdom. However, now there are three big demons cursing.
These ancient methods have been unable to reverse the situation.
After temporarily stabilizing the scene, Nie Tianren sat down cross-legged, running the emperor's immortal heart and sitting in the middle palace. His consciousness was completely placed on his mana, hoping to find the root of the spell. He is a monk in distraction, and his thoughts can already be combined with mana. Now, he is the only one who is likely to break free of the magic spell of the demon.
But will Wang Qi, who is ready for everything, give him this opportunity?
Although he is now on top, do n’t forget that the essence of the
King of the Yellow Clothes
is a spirit, the body of the spirit is the system, and the body is its human-machine interface. This interface can appear anywhere in the system.
A cheerful and harsh flute sounded. The white curse light poured out of the air, and then transformed into five colors, condensing a flute in the air. Then, it is the "claws" made by tentacles. Two "paws" connect this ugly body. It's just that the ancient Faxiu can't see it, because the attack of the yellow clothing blocked the ancient Faxiu's exploration.
The current king of the yellow suit has gained the power of dozens of Jindan and six Yuanying again, and his strength has soared again, which is more than six times stronger than when he played with Han Tao.
"Who are you?" Nie Tianren frowned, seeming to be puzzled: "Spirit? Why do you want to be in harmony with Waidao?"
Wang Qi heard this sentence and manipulated the king of the yellow clothes to shake the air, making a piercing smirk: "Similarity and pollution? Who is more polluting than me?"
The sound alone contains the magic power of the mind, which makes the listener's mind magical!
"There are inscriptions in Middle-earth, the name is unknown, and it is temporarily called the Yellow Document, and it is read to my palace." The king of yellow clothes sang terrible songs in a vulgar tone. He laughed and said: "My body is above the earth star of the Pleiades star in the Pleiades star cluster, and Wang Qi called me here with a yellow document."
"I am the master of the deep sea star sea, I am happy in the distant place ..."
"Me, indescribable!"
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