Vol 2 Chapter 370: You ask who i am

The ray of expression was naturally left in the soul of the aunt.
He intended to spy on the mystery of this life-saving technique, but to save the little girl was just a matter of course.
"This is still the case with a state religion ..."
An Qisheng's heart was slightly cold.
The chaos of the Emperor Heaven Realm is incomparable in Jiufu Realm. Demon eats people, ghosts eat people, and people also eat people. If the incense is willing, this world is completely hell.
According to legend, in the ancient times, the imperial world monsters rampaged, many evil spirits walked in the world, and the world is completely purgatory.
If it weren't for the Nether Mansion, the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor, the Emperor of the Netherworld, opened the Nether Manifestation of the Netherworld, and established the world God. Now it is still like the ancients.
Unfortunately, I haven't done my best.
In one hour, the whole netherworld will stop, and the world goddess has a double heart. If the incense is not willing to rely on it, I am afraid that the entire system will be destroyed.
But his majesty was too grand, and no one dared to jump out until he disappeared for more than a thousand years.
Even if they jump out, they dare not act rashly.
"If you want to change this situation, you can't catch it."
An Qisheng said to himself.
For more than a month, he used the magnetic field of heaven and earth to burn mana mana. He progressed extremely fast, nearly twice as strong as before, but from the perspective of this world, he is still only the realm of life.
The enchanted little real person is not his opponent, and he has become a real person, but somehow.
Who knows, this is a big Liangzhou, with tens of millions of people, but none of them has the magic power of cultivating the ‘real people’ with their destiny.
not even one.
call!
The breeze came slowly, and An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes, and the invisible magnetic field moved with it. It seemed that the whole city was breathing with his breath.
The two worlds traveled across the three realms. What is the depth of An Qisheng's mind?
Naturally, it wouldn't be like a stunned young man. It's pointless to rush to death with blood on your head.
What he wants is to rise in the mountains and the world is moving.
Ascending day by day, sweeping all bulls, ghosts and snakes!
........
Liangzhou, located in the border area of ​​Daqing, has many mountains and dense forests and is not very prosperous.
Each city is separated by more than three hundred miles, which can be said to be sparsely populated.
That is to say, there are incense circles intertwined with incense between the city gods. Otherwise, ordinary horses can ride horses day and night, and it may take several months to cross Liangzhou.
And even if there is an incense world, which relies on incense and is rooted in the heterogeneous space of the ghost, it can shuttle through many cities very quickly.
The spirit materials that many city gods have agreed with have not been delivered for more than a month.
Although it is a huge number, it is also because the road is too far away.
Huh ~
At night, the wind screamed, and a sharp cry that was not visible to ordinary people rang through the south of the city.
In the courtyard, An Qisheng, who was sitting alone in the stars, frowned slightly, and saw that between the night twists, a little ghost jumped out in embarrassment.
"Real man, real grandpa! You, the magic stone you want, was robbed by someone!"
The little ghost was sullen and screaming again and again, obviously not badly hurt.
"Tong Fa stone was robbed?"
An Qisheng raised his eyebrows.
The magic stone is a kind of bizarre ore forging magic weapons. It can be applied to almost all the magic instruments of the four Buddhas and monsters.
For him, it is also unavailable.
Even because of the huge size of King Power Sword, he needed more.
"Real people, real people, casting soldiers stone was also robbed ......."
The other imp is planted in the yard.
He was more miserable than the other ghost, and his whole body was a little blurred, obviously injured.
"Real person! Soul wood was taken away ..."
"Real person, Yan Tie was beaten ..."
"Real people ..."
The void trembles from time to time, one by one ghosts have emerged one after another, one by one gray-faced, some injured seriously.
As soon as these little ghosts fell to the ground, they immediately screamed.
Not surprisingly, all the spiritual materials brought by these little ghosts were robbed.
"All of them were robbed ..."
An Qisheng spoke softly.
His voice is not high or low, but it seems to have some magic, so that the group of ghosts dancing in the courtyard are all quiet.
The screams of a few ghosts who couldn't stop screaming stopped abruptly, only to see an invisible wave spread, and some illusory bodies became solidified at once, as if the injury was no longer in pain.
There is no ups and downs in An Qisheng's mood. It is not strange that so many city gods send spirits.
It's just such a neat shot, obviously the person who has shot has been staring at it for a long time.
However, this man did not dare to kill these little ghosts. He still felt a little daunted when he wanted to. He just wanted to the spirits instead of enemies against the city god.
"Real people have been robbed ..."
A little ghost said bitterly.
If the order of Lord Chenghuang is not completed, it will be more trouble to go back this time.
"You go back and say that things have been received."
An Qisheng didn't mean to embarrass these little ghosts, and waved his hand slightly to make them all retreat.
Most of these little ghosts died shortly afterwards, attached to the city and existed in the bottom ghosts and gods, not even gods, the only difference from the lone soul wild ghosts is that they still retain some memories of their lifetime.
In the entire Yinshi City God system, the bottom layer belongs to the bottom layer, doing the most tiring work and the most humble.
"Xie Zhenren, Xie Zhenren."
All the devil retreated with great gratitude.
An Qisheng reached out slowly, and his five fingers pinched slightly in the void.
call!
In the eyes, all colors faded, and only black and white interweave and flicker.
Intangible and intangible air machines slowly emerged in the interweaving of black and white, intricate and complex like a mess.
And with An Qisheng reaching out.
Among the countless knitting machines that are as complex as a ball of yarn, one was pinched in the palm of his hand.
The thoughts moved, the vitality collapsed, traced back to the source, and all kinds of pictures naturally appeared in his eyes, just like a bad movie composed of pictures.
Night, breeze, barren mountains, vegetation ...
The picture stretched slowly against the current until it was fixed on a shirtless Taoist sitting cross-legged on the top of a barren mountain.
His spirit is extremely arrogant, and he is much stronger than before the cultivating of Xiong Zong. With mana as a hand and foot, the power his spirit can exert is even more violent.
Thousands of miles of soul lock is naturally a matter of course.
Those little ghosts are contaminated with this person's aura.
"Ah!"
Looking at this person, An Qisheng grinned, and his body had disappeared into the courtyard.
Not far away, Sa Wuling, who was watching the scene at the window, shook his head and knew that someone was going to be unlucky.
"You should go."
Sa Wuling was guessing who had the hand, and suddenly the voice of ‘Hand Lord’ sounded in his heart.
He was startled, and he was startled without complaining: "Why leave?"
"I've helped you condense the seed sowing. Two months have passed, you haven't integrated the gas field, the pigs are not as stupid as you, your teacher is here, I can't help you, I can only help you if I leave your teacher . "
Murong City has a lot of words.
In the past two months, An Qisheng has not gone out, and he has not passed through the Wulinggou Sa in two full months.
Without his help, An Qisheng was obviously a restocking teacher, and the slow progress of Wuling in Sa'a made him unable to bear it.
He couldn't be sure where this An Qisheng was, and whether he could find him, but as he said, he would never earn the last copper plate, without great benefits, he didn't need to be in danger.
This world is very attractive to him.
"Here, how do I talk to the teacher?"
Sa Wuling hesitated for a moment, a little embarrassed.
In the two months of getting along, An Qisheng grew taller in his heart, as if the mountain was as majestic and inviolable, and even a trace of disrespect could not be raised, and the falsehood was not even said.
This is the existence of the "hand man". If the teacher asks, he is afraid that he will tell the truth.
After all, the grace of preaching is greater than the sky.
"This, you have to choose for yourself."
Mu Longcheng said something, but nothing happened again.
Only leaving Sa Wuling with a hesitant and tangled face, he was already a sparse and ordinary country old man, how can there be any decision?
Where can I go after leaving Annuo County?
.......
"Ok?!"
Above the barren mountain, the Tsingtao Taoist suddenly awakened and looked around. The night was empty, and there was only the sound of rustling grass and trees blowing by the night wind.
There is no half figure.
"Illusion? No, it's not right. Before, my heart was hairy and cold all over. Someone stared at me ..."
The Tsingtao Taoist murmured to himself.
Suddenly pinched the finger.
While his fingers were turning and changing, his mouth was chattering, and not long after, he frowned and stopped, wondering: "Everything is normal ... I clearly feel someone peeping!"
He stood up suddenly, his heart agitated.
Although he has made up his mind for a long time, it is still a little calm when things are about to happen. After all, people who can let the city give gifts can't be too careful.
Huh ~~
At this time, the sound of breaking the sky came.
A few figures in the night came from far to near, and quickly followed the mountain road to the top of the mountain.
I saw that these figures were dull, stiff, and had a strong smell of corpses on their bodies. This came up, and the strong smell of corpses could not be blown away by the night wind.
"So many spirits!"
The Tsingtao Taoist glanced at the spirit material held by the zombie, and his heart was thumping.
He was named Dan Chengzi, a casual monk, who had chance to get the Taoist script left by his predecessors, but no one directed it.
This was the first time he saw so many spirits.
"Tong Fa stone, UU reading book www.uukanshu.com, cast soldier stone, soul wood, ink stone ......... so many, so many."
Dan Chengzi was so dazzled that he almost forgot the result he had calculated.
He has never seen so many spirits in his life.
Until a quiet voice sounded in his ear:
"So many spirits, value geometry?"
"Comparable to a city ... who ?!"
Dan Chengzi subconsciously replied half a sentence, then suddenly awakened.
Looking back.
Seeing the darkness of night, and the faint moonlight flowing down, a white-robed Taoist came pacing and spoke lightly
"You robbed me of something, you still ask who I am?"