Chapter 68:

"The demon repair is unethical and acts with less scruples, and South Xinjiang is their base camp. You do have your power, but you may not know how many of them they are. You can get away with them and try to avoid confrontation with them in the city ... Even if you want to fight, remember to fight out of town. "
This was Tang Qian telling Cheng Qian before he left, before he was confused and left behind.
However, Cheng Qian witnessed this situation, and then remembered the shirtless demon repair encountered in front of Fang Cai's door, and suddenly he was a little anxious and corrupted, and he couldn't split the magic cave in half with a sword.
He repeatedly restrained the goosebumps on his body, and at the end, he recited the Jingjing Jing, which barely controlled the impulse and his hand on the scabbard.
Then Cheng Qian took a trick, and lightly covered by the shadows in the small building, and floated against the corner.
Fortunately, there are sentient beings here. There are no bounds. Everyone is busy coloring / desireing / smoking their hearts. At first, no one noticed Cheng Qian, who was like the incense burner smoke.
Cheng Qian hid himself behind a curtain, intently shielding everything around the long needle-eyes, looking for the fire of ice—He found a little jade turtle from Tang Bao that was given to him by his body. Green, crystal clear, the size of an adult's thumb, the little turtle turned his fingertips around his fingertips, rounded his head in the air, and finally stopped in one direction and opened his mouth. , Made a coveted look.
Cheng Qian looked up and followed his gaze, and suddenly felt a thunderbolt-the place where the little beast was facing was exactly where the platform was!
He suspected that the brain of the thing was smoky, so he squeezed the turtle's neck and turned it over with his four feet in the sky. The little turtle's back shell was facing down, and his four short legs thumped round in the air. Rao Di turned to the stage again.
This shows that either this little Wang Ba is a turtle ghost, or that Bing Xinhuo is just under the high platform.
Cheng Qian sighed secretly, feeling that he was anxious to be stimulated by the incident of Han Yuan, 80% of the night that he caught up was not suitable to go out.
However, that was the end, Cheng Qian's eyes swept around, and he ran to the place where people were shut in the corner. His body flashed slightly, and a layer of hoarfrost was carried around him. The guards at the door instantly maintained their original posture. Frozen, Cheng Qian quickly swept through the dark cell, and at the same time, a real element was hit between the fingers, and the lock on the iron cage was accurately disconnected.
Although the movement was small, it still alarmed a few vigilant monks in a small area, and one person exclaimed: "Who is sneaky?"
Cheng Qian kept walking, but his heart was very panicked-I really don't know how these people have the face to say that others are sneaky.
He planned to make a quick decision, and the frost and mist that had condensed on his body spread out instantly. A blizzard rolled up in the small building. Afterwards, Cheng Qian returned while everyone didn't respond. With one hand, he opened the dark cage in the corner.
This is a lack of virtue. Most of the magicians here don't wear much clothes. They barely suffered a severe baptism of howling wind and snow, and the chickens jumped and turned into a pot of meat porridge.
Cheng Qian ran into the vicinity of the high platform, and suddenly broke out, Frost Blade made a clear mark in the air, he split the high platform in half with a sword, and at the same time cut the melon and chopped vegetables and rolled it up. The rubble was stunned with the magic repair that hadn't had time to run away, and then he flung his sleeves and released the little turtle that had been kicking for a long time.
The tortoise with a large thumb fell to the height of a small hill, and stood with a large waist and a round circle standing here, looking extremely righteous. The jade tortoise opened its mouth wide and took a deep breath of the arrogant gas that swallowed the mountains and rivers. The whole small building was trembling, and a boulder under the split stage slowly showed its head, and it was about to rise from the ground. .
At this time, it was difficult to find a neatly dressed one in the chaotic group of devil dances. On the highest third-floor railing, a man in a robe with an invisible face came out and yelled, "Where is the thief! "
Cheng Qian felt that he could not calmly face the title of "little thief".
The man in the robe stood high, dropped his hand with a volley, and didn't hurt by mistake.
Under the top of the giant palm black cloud cover, the phantom-like snow and snow released by Cheng Qian gradually dispersed immediately, and some of the magical repairs that were slow running were engulfed by the black mist of the palms , and people instantly entered the bones. Come out, it's cleaner than calling the chicken and chicken rack!
There was actually a town building in this ghost place, Cheng Qian sneered, turned over the jade turtle's neck, Frost Blade came out of his hands, and the swift sword-like whirlwind rushed straight up, unceremoniously holding the huge palm on his head and The roof of the small building lifted together. The dreary sword air in the small building collided with the hot wind in the south of Xinjiang, and a scream of "Woo", half-cold water droplets splashed.
The robe man on the third floor was swept by Jian Feng, and he hurried back three or four steps to dodge. In a blink of an eye, the tortoise had taken the opportunity to swallow Bing Xinhuo into his mouth.
Seeing this, Cheng Qian shrank the jade turtle back to the size of a thumb and rolled it into his sleeve. After making such a big noise, he felt a little too overwhelmed. He immediately planned to go to the 36th position, and the sword was slipping away, right here. At that time, a person in the dark cell in the corner called out, "Seniors help, we are disciples of Xiliang Baihu Mountain Villa!"
Cheng Qian just bombed Guan Ren's secrets, but not to save people, but to fight against the West, but he was already very kind and conscious of himself, who can blame for his inferior skills?
He certainly did not think that the disciples of Baihu Villa were worth more than others' lives, but after hearing this self-reported home, Cheng Qian still inevitably had a meal—for nothing else, the owner of Baihu Villa also held a hand-held mountain lock. Where is the key?
Cheng Qian didn't know the usefulness of Master leaving such a lock, but he couldn't ignore the difficulty of Master, whether it was true or false, and heard the words "White Tiger Villa", he had to take the shot.
As soon as Cheng Qian approached the dark cell, a group of magic repairs rushed at him. He turned the tide of the sea with a sword, rolled out the clowns of clowns, and rushed to the caller.
The person who stopped him was a young man, his eyebrows were very agile, his eyes were bright and dynamic, if there was a glorious flow, Cheng Qian originally thought he was in trouble, but when he looked at these eyes, he felt a little more involuntarily. The young man had only offered a glimmer of hope, but he did not expect that he would really turn around and give a helping hand, and he was overjoyed for a while.
But he was happy, but his head was not dizzy. When he saw Cheng Qian, he quickly picked up the most important things and said quickly: "Senior, there are restrictions on the chains that bind us!"
After hearing nothing, Cheng Qian cut it with a sword, and only heard the "swipe", Frostblade hit the chain hard, and the chain remained motionless.
"No, you can't force it." The young man busy, "I think of a way again, senior ... be careful!"
Three or four magic repairs have arrived, and Cong Qian swarmed behind him.
Cheng Qian didn't even return his head. Frost Blade struck a huge circle in his hand. This fierce sword rarely opened a killing ring. Xue Liang's blade was stained with blood red. The sword body was shaking with excitement when he was alive. The killing was so aggressive that he chopped a bunch of heads one after another, and finally turned back with the flying blood flower. Before the young man spoke, he chopped in the same position on the chain for the second time.
The young man was caught in his throat at once, and the prohibition of the fierce sword and the magic road had been indiscriminately hit three times in a row, fiercely, fiercely, black gas and cold frost entangled with each other, the fight was hard to separate.
The young man trapped by the chains made these two sides unable to open their eyes, and did not understand why this man was so gentle, why the solution to the problem was so simple and rude.
Finally, the more brutal one won.
In the gape of the young man, the cracking chain of his prohibition chain "clicked" cracked, and the magic that oozed out spread like black smoke on the ashes. The empty chain was nothing but iron. Just disconnected.
Cheng Qian flicked his finger, a white light turned into the shape of a Pegasus, and went straight towards the clouds—this is to inform Tang Yan that he has succeeded, and he immediately got out and made them ready to take over.
The Quartet's magical energy gathered together like a thunder, and desperately pressed down to Cheng, and he carried it with Frostblade.
Cheng Qian stood at the cusp of the wind, holding the frost blade with both hands as if shaking a tree, and said to the young man without looking back, "Hide away."
The young man had already seen this person terrible, and saw the opportunity very quickly. After hearing this, he immediately returned to the small building without looking back.
Cheng Qian leaned sideways and chopped a sword full of magical energy on the ground. Zhaoyang City cut a half-foot deep pit with a sword from east to west, and the overflowing magical energy landed on the ground. The halls of a monster cave suddenly fell apart, and he kept doing it all the time-releasing all the unlucky eggs in the dark cell.
Most of the prisons here are monks, presumably they have been tortured in such a place where dirt and dirt are hidden, and once they are free, their eyes are red.
A scuffle began.
Just when Cheng Qian felt that he could almost retreat while doing his work, a lute sound suddenly came from a distance, and the sound of a metal string "snap" pierced into the eardrum, straight into the human body within five, the whole body of the whole body was all It stirred a bit.
Immediately, the sound of the pipa echoed throughout Zhaoyang City, and the sweet taste that had been dispelled by the gas flowed from somewhere, making everyone feel soft for a while, Cheng Qianxi felt like he was like Lying in a pile of cotton, the indescribable sourness and dampness poured into the limbs. A murmur came from his ears, and a pair of arms wrapped around his waist softly, his fingertips like onions seemed to lead a group of ants crawling over him, numb.
Unfortunately, although the devil had a charm, at this time he hit a piece of iron-Cheng Qian was not very appetizing / tempting this set, and then he saw all the unbearable things in the magic cave, and a goosebump was rising again and again. Immediately angrily rolled Frost Blade into a whirlwind, cutting all the red powder and skeletons to a bare neck, Cheng Qianwen saw the fragrant incense stained on his body, I wish I could find a ditch to drill in and wash it.
After seeing his iron heart, someone murmured not far away, and the sound of the lute was suddenly changed, and a line like the sound of a leaf flute was mixed into it.
A flower bloomed in front of Cheng Qian's eyes, and the illusion reappeared. Suddenly, countless figures flashed from his heart, before the sweet aroma disappeared, and a familiar orchid scent suddenly came around. Immediately afterwards, Fang Cai's arm wrapped around him turned into a plume of smoke, landed not far from him, and became a familiar person.
The man held a fan in his hand, and strokes revealed a pair of smiling eyes and a hand with a copper ring.
Cheng Qian: "..."
He couldn't help but stay a bit, fortunately, for a long time Mongolian did not last long, the next moment, an exact copper ring fell on his palm-this is the one he picked from the hands of the master.
The ghost-like ghost in the ring popped up. Regardless of the three or seventy-one, God blocked and slapped the ghost in front of him in a slap, and slammed the fake demon and ghost in one hand, and then took the cricket. Fan Chen's gaze re-drilled back into the copper ring.
This stupid imitation is unexpectedly a little evil-proof.
Cheng Qian returned to his heart, and his ears were a little hot, and he felt that he would not be able to look directly into the mirror for a while.
As soon as he pushed the frostblade sword, the tip of the sword forced the abundant water vapor out of the air, frozen into a huge ice bar, and collided with the blade. The sound of the stone instantly rushed the pipa song in a round, and the surrounding The illusion of tide melted into a dense mist.
Only then did Qian Qian see that a string of feet long was hanging on the wall around Zhaoyang City, and it was jingling automatically without wind, playing array in the city. A half-male-and-female demon head on the city wall held a pipa in his hand, his gloomy eyes matched Cheng Qian, and immediately disappeared.
The first young man who ran out fell to Cheng Qian panting, and said, "This devil is one of the pedestrians, the suzerain named" Xuanxi Zong ", who is very indecent-oh, the younger disciples of Baihushanzhuang Zhuang Nanxi, came to this place by the order of the Shimen, to visit the large-scale gathering of magical repairs, and for a moment did not check, he was in the Tao of this person-I do not know what the seniors called? "
"Fuyao, Cheng Qian." Cheng Qian uttered a short sentence, rising up into the air, hitting a magical sword with a horn on the bell tower in Zhaoyang City, preparing to blow the horn, and glanced down at the southwest of Nazhuang. He glanced at him and said, "Don't go yet, waiting to be sieged by a devil in a city?"
Zhuang Nanxi heard a word and jumped up into a big tree in the city. With his body rising and falling, a big bow that was three feet tall took shape out of nothing. Then Zhuang Nanxi was like a big bird and flew to the "bow string" from a height, while loudly Road: "Xiao Qi, borrow a fire-"
A small boy who did not know where it came from, quickly took a trick, forced a cold fire out of his mouth, and flew to Zhuang Nanxi like a meteor, saying, "The last ball."
Zhuang Nanxi made a long whistle, and the indigo flame suddenly pulled out seven or eight feet long. The beating flame turned into an arrow, passed through the bowstring with great accuracy, and only heard the bang, the rocket flew straight into the sky. Then, exploding into the sky with tens of millions of sparks, and blossomed everywhere, burning the entire Zhaoyang City into a sea of ​​fire.
Zhuang Nanxi raised a long howl in his hair, and the surrounding whistles echoed in response to him. Several figures quickly followed his instructions to withdraw outside the city and were well trained.
Cheng Qian watched coldly, with some emotions-compared to the Qinglong Island disciples who were hungry every day, they have become a Suzaku tower with no disciples in a haunted house. Although these people owe some experience, they are really prosperous.
Under the special care of Cheng Qian, a group of people forcibly broke through the city gate of Zhaoyang and fled north, chasing the size of a buttock behind them.
Zhuang Nanxi asked Cheng Qiandao aloud, "Senior, how do you get rid of them?"
Cheng Qian: "No need to shake."
His voice only fell, and a black cricket fell from the sky with his head and face covered, and he just buried them in the process and hid all the demon heads inside.
In mid-air, Tang Ye did not know where to get a living Pegasus, and was waiting for him with Liu Lang and Nian.
"Get it," Cheng Qian threw the jade tortoise that swallowed Bing Xinhuo into Tang Yuan's arms, and said, "It's not a good time to stay here, let's go!"
Nian greatly looked at the overwhelming magic, and had already frightened his courage. When he heard this, he immediately lifted his whip and drove the Pegasus to his feet.
Years big: "Uncle Cheng, hurry up-"
Cheng Qian ignored him and stayed where he was.
In a blink of an eye, Tang Kui's black cricket was torn open, and the joyful lord holding the pipa on the city wall chased him out before, but stopped a few feet away from Cheng Qian.
There is already a magic city here, without the ridiculous magic traps in the city to rely on. This rejoicing Suddenly the prince suddenly regretted his impulse to come out.
Unless they are really talented in the sky, those who are caught up in the evil spirits are really fighting hard with people, as if there is always a lack of confidence.
Cheng Qian was alone with his imperial sword hanging, the old robe sleeves flew up and down, as if he could return at any time by wind, but somehow no one dared to approach him within three feet, and a suffocating weird silence in the south sky filled. Come.
The lord of Huanxizong glanced at the direction in which Zhuang Nanxi and others were fleeing, and cautiously asked, "Dare to ask what kind of resentment Zunjia and my school have? Why did you bully me into Zhaoyang City for nothing?"
The demon head really disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, Zhaoyang City was actually their home.
"It wasn't there, I'm not a saint who is a demon guardian, but ..." Cheng Qian stared at the pipa in the hands of the Sovereign Sovereign, and slowly pulled out the frost blade, and the cold iron rubbed the scabbard and made a harsh He screamed coldly, "You are so brave, dare to use the pickled demon to materialize the look of the door!"
The next moment, the frostblade emerged in rage, and Cheng's depressive realm and coercion in the potential demon city finally revealed the fangs of his tusks--
The joyful master was shocked. He grabbed the lute string with ten fingers, and the strings were broken at the same time, rushing to Cheng Qian like a bell. At the same time, the master gave a blow, turned and ran, regardless of his life.
Unfortunately, he didn't run far.
When he was pierced by an arrow later, he heard the other party's low voice: "You better remember this sword and my advice. Before you commit other people's taboos in the next life, you should consider whether you have so many lives!" 2k Read novel