Chapter 482: Set up a jar in Qingcang City to catch turtles, Xu Fengnian suffered severe damage to plant cool
Murong Baoding directly interrupted Hong Jingyan’s words and sneered, “That old woman won’t live long. The old master of Beimang Yelu was so jealous of her. You know, if you don’t let me take over, Murong would have to be dug up all the tombs of Murong by Yelu. The old woman was very cautious about this brother, and of course she would have her plan after death. However, death is like a lamp that goes out. Li Mibi lost her care and had a rift caused by my illegitimate son. He was destined to die miserably. . Putaba Bodhisattva wants to kill me. Unless I am fighting with him, with his ability to lead troops, I will definitely be defeated by 100,000 against 100,000, but if it is more than 200,000, it is undoubtedly his turn to die. The secret connection between the king and the supernatural powers is almost everyone knows in the Beimang Temple. As the king of a country, he can use the family to grow a family than the Xu family. That is a pissy virtue of the rebellion. This is also the root cause of my admiration for the Xu family in Beiliang.”
The “Gengluzi” of Qi Jian Yuefu was silent.
The accidents in the palace square are overwhelming, and they are completely beyond the imagination of “Queen” Yu Rourou and Mao Gu. First, the Tang Dynasty worshiper Kong Youshi Formation, died directly at the hands of the surname Xu. Then the second worshiper Liang Zhong was surprisingly powerful. He beat the young vassal king with just an ordinary iron spear. The next situation became more and more confusing. After the third worshiper who was born in southern Xinjiang appeared, he did not rush to join forces with the second worshiper. He just used his deep purple fingers to pull out a brocade bag from his sleeve, and then rolled up the peaches in the sky, sweeping over the second worshiper, so that the two rows of peach trees under the “palace wall” became dead trees. At that time, Mao Gu and the other guests realized the essence of the talisman formation. They were not the two aggressive talisman swords, but the inconspicuous slime and poisonous peach. Mao Bishan had oiled his feet. Gu Feiqing, who had always been loyal to the “Dragon King’s Mansion”, did not care about the etiquette, held his breath and concentrated, pressed the “Queen Queen”‘s shoulder, threw it out, and risked his life to close the “palace gate”, and walked a few steps before black blood flowing out of his seven orifices, and fell to the ground and died.
There is a god-like pot in southern Xinjiang, which specializes in killing gods and immortals.
This “god” is naturally not a land god in the free world, but a first-grade third-level master below.
However, similar to the tricks that many famous people in the world are vulnerable to the attacks. Although the Tao Shenxian Gu, the three worshipped Tao Shenxian Gu, was already very vulgar, failed to take away the life of the demon. Instead, he was hung on the “palace wall” by the cold spear. What is incredible is that the old man could actually smile, hold the iron spear with both hands, and “pull out” his body inch by inch. After falling to the ground, his voice was hoarse. He sat and said to the young man who had been standing by his side with a smile, “Welcome the King of Northern Liang by the order of his master Li Yuanying.” Then he stared at the death. It was not the spear that wanted to kill this dead man, but the peach Gu itself. However, Zhongliang was unable to be unscathed. He wiped the black blood flowing from the ear holes to the temples with his fingers. Although his life was safe, his cultivation of Taoism was finallyStill affected. It was at this time that Murong Baoding and Hong Jingyan left the hall. Zhongliang, who was bearded, was silently healing his wounds. Xu Fengnian squatted in front of the elderly man in Beiliang and closed his eyes for the old man.
Xu Fengnian once saw Murong Baoding’s picture album image on the secret file of Tingchao Pavilion. After standing up, he heard the half-faced Buddha asking with a stern and said, “I am the sixth in the world by my side. I don’t know where Xu Yanbing is.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said nothing.
Murong Baoding deliberately gasped and asked meaningfully, “You kid is really a person who comes to Qingcang City alone. I want to use your own bait to catch a few big fish.”
Xu Fengnian said frankly, “Fishing is true, it’s just his own family, and there is no question of fishing big fish. Xu Yanbing must have come, but I don’t know where I am, let alone when he will appear.”
Murong Baoding looked at the young man who was calm under the wall, and some sincerely appreciated it, and some understanding why the current Zhao family emperor fell in love with Chen Zhibao alone. In the future, when he sat north and south, he ruled the world, and had such a romantic minister standing in the temple. Not to mention anything else, just watching them standing there serving themselves is very pleasing to the eye.
Murong Baoding smiled happily and said, “Xu Fengnian, you may not know that a piece of willow is the real eldest son of this king. I can leave your grudges with him.”
Xu Fengnian took off his waist and crossed the river, put it in front of him, let out a sigh of relief, and purple thunders rolled on the scabbard, bounced gently.
There are nine thunder beads on the knife.
These are the legacy that “he” got when he fought with the Liuhao Master.
Xu Fengnian looked at Murong Baoding and Hong Jingyan standing side by side, and said something that even these two top masters in the world could not quite understand: “I had Wang Xianzhi’s mentality eight hundred years ago.”
Be the enemy of the world.
I am invincible in the world.
Murong Baoding glanced at the thunder rolling on his eyes, a little surprised. Although there are vast martial arts and countless side-minded people, as long as they are related to Qi training, they are considered excellent. The young brother and sister behind him are even more familiar with this. Beimang has a master of Qi training and a master who is good at picking thunder and lightning. The wealth-loving boy and foodie girl gather together to whisper, especially the greedy girl. She smacks her lips and stares at the nine real purple thunders. She is very envious. As long as she swallows it into her belly and keeps it warm for a few years, she will definitely beat the fat man around her into a pig’s head. Hong Jingyan always has a rigid expression. When the martial arts realm reaches his level, he is nothing more than to respond to changes in the same way as he does.