Chapter 287: Bloody (5200 plus)

The Yuqing Taoist sit quietly for a moment, and read the performance of the quietness just now, suddenly it is another sigh: "Idiot!"
"I have a clear pulse, and I have helped the big week. With this great luck, I have been thriving for three hundred years, and this Yuqing blessed land..."
"In order to repay the cause and effect, the old road is hopeless for the rest of the world. Before the killing of the wolf, the sentimental sentiment should be destined..."
"This time, in the Mausoleum of the Emperor Shangdi, the jade scorpion is the body, it is the relationship of this last point!"
"The cause and effect of the Mausoleum of the Emperor's Mausoleum, what can I afford? I was forced to take care of it for the time being, and I was forced to take care of it. The imperial court wanted it, and the old road took advantage of it, just in addition to this hot potato..."
"Whether the cause is exhausted, why bother to participate in the bureau where you will die?"
Before the Yuqing pulse required Dili support, it would sell blood to sell the body to kill Ji Yi.
But now, the achievement of the blessed land is that there is a retreat of the rear, and the most unsatisfactory can also keep the basic disk, and the cause and effect are settled, naturally calm, why should we go to the forefront?
"The quiet handling of the customs, which is deeply involved in the world, was affected at this time..."
Yuqing’s old face flashed and flew out of a symbol:
If you want to rob yourself, you have to change your mind!

"Death! Quietly abdicated! Take over by Jing Xuan!"
In an instant, the prime minister’s choice for the Prime Minister’s Gate is replaced. At this time, the Yuqing Road is more like a sea than the original, and has an unfathomable taste.
The achievement of the blessed land is the real immortal, and the disciple can be sheltered from the door.
Although it is still five levels, but the strength is more than three hundred years ago, how many times has it increased?
With this emboldened nature, you can naturally sit on the Diaoyutai and watch the outside world succeed or fail.
This is the general trend!
......
"It is said that the old road of Yuqing is also awkward. I can’t hide myself in the blessed land.
Wu Ming walked in the dark passage, shining in the clear light, protecting around him, resisting the black and dark ink.
"The last time I killed the wolf, I sent a disciple out. This time, the Emperor’s Mausoleum, let the younger brother sit in the town, and he can’t shrink it... I’m afraid it’s also a broken cause and effect mind?

At this time, the big week is generally the same as the end of the Shang Dynasty. The discerning eye can see that if you stay on this broken ship, only the boat will be destroyed.
Therefore, Yuqing Laodao wants to clear up the relationship, but it is the correct approach.
What the monk seeks is heaven, and he is free, where is there any real loyalty? If there is, it must be a last resort.
Wu Ming also felt that Yu Qing’s approach was quite right.
In the previous Shang Dynasty chaos, Yuqing Laodao was able to retreat from the whole body, and it was already a good fortune.
Even though there is a retreat, the foundation is quite inferior to many old-fashioned forces. It is extremely shallow, and where can I dare to go to the water to test the bet?
This time, some of the outstanding disciples were abandoned, that is, the gecko broke the tail, and the strong man broke his wrist, and he must thoroughly clear the relationship.
"So counted... Wu Qingjie entered the Yuqing Daogong Temple, but it was just in time to catch up with the closed mountain gate. The golden age of cultivating the disciple of the disciple was not only dangerous, but also the resource tilt, but also the number of gas..."
Out of the passage, the entrance is a very broad space underneath, bluestone paving, solemn and majestic.
In the distance, a magnificent mausoleum of the emperor will come into view.
"Well... this mausoleum is relatively new in material, and it is not the same period as the underground palace!"
In front of a statue of Shilong, Wu Ming stopped and his right palm honed on the stone of Guanghua. He immediately judged: "This palace should be built by the Shang Dynasty, but the emperor was added later... ..."
The tomb is extremely long, and even every few steps there is a huge night pearl. It is full of green light. It is not like preparing for the dead. It seems to be used exclusively for living people.
Of course, the most in the entire palace is the ubiquitous suffocation.
Through the ceremonial rituals throughout the palace, almost all the suffocating gas of the entire Gyeonggi area is gathered and concentrated, and becomes visible to the naked eye.
Even the acupoints, as well as the small veins, are not too much like the reservoirs of the three-in-one veins of the white bones.
"Ok?"
Wu Ming opened the eyes of the sky, and even saw a strong atmosphere of suffocation. With the mausoleum as the center, a black dragon was formed faintly!
The black dragonfly has a blood color, and the dragon body has a mysterious bird pattern, and it has a bit of a long-lasting taste.
Once here, Wu Ming’s mustard bag on his waist moved, and a layer of golden light permeated, almost tearing the space.
"Well... you know you can't wait!"
Wu Ming took a shot on the leather bag and seemed to be calming and said: "No need to worry... soon there will be!"
Hey!
Jinguang was extremely anthropomorphic and immediately converges back.
"Hey? I don't know what I know here. It's really calculated according to the local veins. It used to be a feng shui treasure!"
Wu Ming walked through hundreds of steps and looked down from the high. It was obvious that the terrain around the mausoleum was different, and the faint phase of the 19th state was artificial.
Not only that, the top of the underground palace is inlaid with a huge night pearl, using Taoism, flashing brilliance, from here, it is like the stars.
"With gold and silver as mountains, lead and mercury as Sichuan, wood and stone as beasts, pearls as stars...clear and two instruments, hidden four elephants..."
Wu Ming blinked.
There is a cloud in the "Funny Book": "The burial person, taking the angry life too. The Tibetan wind gathers the gas, and the water is the upper one. The burial person takes the left as the Qinglong, the right as the white tiger, the former as the Suzaku, and the later as the Xuanwu. hole!"
But now the tomb in this palace is more than good?
It’s just a re-creation of a small world! In this way, no one except the emperor can be used in the world.
Ordinary people bury this, the life is shallow, can not afford, it is the virtual is not to make up, the strong luck, but a big disaster!
"Of course... this is all three hundred years ago... Now, how good the original uterine feng shui is, how many are now!"
After the change of the earth dragon, the suffocating gas, this place is not an expensive point, but a fierce point, acupoint! The land of nine miles!
Wu Ming looked at the black dragon under the mausoleum and was so shocking.
"So moving... I’m afraid I’m really buried in the big business ancestors...

Before he came to the tomb, he was hesitant on his face.
But immediately, it was immediately attracted by the huge gap in the door.
The tomb door was originally a few feet thick and weighed 10,000 pounds. There was also a densely engraved pattern on it, which flashed aura.
But now, the bottom left corner is a big hole, and the surrounding glory is faint, apparently being broken out from something inside.
"Khan... Yuqing, the slacker, doesn't know whether to send someone to mend, or is he afraid of himself, dare not come to die?"
Wu Ming’s body immediately found a few pieces of black scales on the edge of the door. The black air was lingering, and it was full of gloom. It was faintly shaped into a dragon, and it was fierce and fierce.
"This thing is not necessarily the common dragon monster, it must have fallen from the dragon of the emperor..."
Wu Ming was stunned and his face suddenly changed.
"Hey!"
Along with the dragon's scorpion, a shadow that is almost twice as tall as an ordinary person is like a blast. It almost appears in the back of Wu Ming, and the scales of the palm of the hand are bounced, as if the five-handed knife is generally caught in the Wu Ming vest. .
Peng!
The dragon gas suppresses the law, and the dragon dragon also carries the power of breaking the law, and it has a heavy pollution.
Wu Ming’s body, the layer of the eternal immortality of the immortal law, suddenly violently fluctuated, it seems that the next moment will be broken.
"Hey!"
Closer, he can see that the attacking monster is the original half-dragon, but the body is taller and more suffocating.
"It’s comparable to Wu Sheng! It’s a good guy!

When a thought turned, Wu Ming saw the black air of the dragon monster appearing, turned into a black dragon, slammed into the arm, roaring, and the strong suffocating suffocation was a bang, which made the clear light deformed to an extremely dangerous The criticality.
"Hey!"
Wu Ming’s hand flashed in white light, and a white bone charm flew out. In midair, it turned into a white bone demon. The eyelids flashed with smoldering fire, and the body was covered with spurs and spurs.
Oh!
The bone claws collided with the dragon claws, and it seemed that even the void was hit and compressed and shattered.
In the fierce gas explosion, two black and white figures retreat, evenly evenly matched!
"Drink! The power of the legal world, the creation of the gods!"
Wu Ming's five fingers grabbed, and the five elements of the five-color thunder light merged into a zipper. Each piece of power was concentrated to the extreme, without any leakage.
The silk wire is electro-optic, and the dragon blame is entangled in an instant. The five elements of the gods will suffocate and make the dragon scream again and again.
"Hey!"
Seeing the cheap Bone Demon immediately flew forward and wandered around the Dragon Monster, launching a sinister breath.
Peng!
Starlight traverse, the bones of the two bones of the demon gods merge, turned into two flying swords, cross down.
Hey!
Flying swords smothered on the neck of the dragon blame, bringing up two sparks, and struggling in the wolf and thunder.
boom! The dragon's huge head fell to the ground, rolling a circle, flowing from the black ink, with the smell of blood.
"I don't know which generation of emperors are big merchants? Unfortunately, they are dead, no emperor remains!"
Wu Mingxi had a scorpion of the big business, and a layer of dragon scorpion emerged from the dragon corpse, and was sucked up by the scorpion.
The black dragon in the Indiana seems to have become a bit more cheerful, and it is also inductive with this mausoleum.
"The temperament is the status of the heavens. It must be obtained when the emperor who is recognized by the heavens and the earth is in office. If he was still alive when he was still alive, there would be no such thing in the jade... These are dead. The emperor dragon blame, the most contribution to the suffocating dragon, the emperor is not to think about it..."
Huh!
As the sputum was sucked by the long whales, the corpses of the dragons on the ground quickly decayed, and finally there was only one layer of bone.
The bones of the demon unwillingly turned over the bones, and a piece of smolder crystallized out, suddenly overjoyed, swallowed and swallowed in his mouth.