Chapter 640: Dead Taoist Friends Don’t Die Poor Taoists

Taoist Mosquito looked at Taoist Chenfeng and Fenghuo using their innate spiritual treasures to protect their whole bodies, and a look of pity suddenly appeared in his eyes. The good innate spiritual treasures were about to be destroyed in his own hands.

There was a crisp sound of "pop". The fairy sword in front of Taoist Chenfeng had been broken, and the innate spiritual treasure was broken into two halves. The laws in the innate spiritual treasure immediately dissipated. Just as Taoist Mosquito thought, this innate spiritual treasure was broken. Lingbao is finished.

The Mosquito Taoist's Blood Law contains the Law of Corrosion and the Law of Penetration, which can restrain the innate spirit treasures. Unless the best innate spirit treasures are used, it is impossible to block his attack. It is precisely because they know that neither of them have the best innate spirit treasures. Only Lingbao and Mosquito Taoist dared to say that they would be killed within three moves.

Taoist Fenghuo saw Taoist Chenfeng's Innate Spiritual Treasure Fairy Sword being touched by the blood-colored sickle, and then he broke it off. He immediately had a hard look in his eyes. Anyway, the magic weapon would be damaged, so it would be better to self-destruct the Innate Spiritual Treasure. This might have a glimmer of hope. vitality.

Taoist Fenghuo's magic power began to surge towards the mirror in front of him, and all the power of the law was merged into the mirror. He slapped his forehead and spit out a mouthful of blood. The soul he left in the magic weapon exploded instantly.

Boom. There was a huge sound, and boundless violent power suddenly exploded. Taoist Chenfeng did not expect that Taoist Fenghuo would actually self-destruct the innate spiritual treasure, and he would self-destruct next to himself. He was the first to bear the brunt of the violent power, and in a short time Within two short breaths, Taoist Chenfeng fell into the center of the innate spiritual treasure's self-destruction.

A strange color flashed in Taoist Mosquito's eyes, but he quickly retreated. The power of the self-destruction of the top-grade Xiantian Lingbao was extraordinary, and it was controlled by the Quasi-Sage of Two Corpses. Its power was doubled. Seeing Taoist Chenfeng's death, You know it.

The entire North Sea trembled, and a huge curtain of water rose up on the sea surface outside. The endless North Sea suddenly became rough.

Taoist Mosquito left Juxian Island thousands of miles away in three breaths, but even so, he felt the power of the self-destruction of the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, which was almost the same as his own strongest blow. .

An hour later, Taoist Mosquito came to the sky of Juxian Island again, but there was no Juxian Island at this time. There was only the rioting sea surface, not even a shadow of the island. Taoist Mosquito counted with his eyes, and there was amusement in his eyes.

Taoist Fenghuo had a good plan. First, he used the high-grade innate spiritual treasure to explode himself. Not only could he take the opportunity to escape, but he could also let his Taoist friend, Taoist Chenfeng, die. In this way, Taoist Mosquito would kill Taoist Chenfeng.

When he arrived, he released the news, saying that Taoist Mosquito wanted to avenge Haotian and had killed Taoist Chenfeng. Even he was seriously injured by Taoist Mosquito, losing an innate spiritual treasure and a good corpse.

In this way, I am afraid that those powerful people who participated in the forced palace in the ancient world will be panicked and will inevitably unite to stop them. Anyway, in the midst of calamity, even killing people will not have any cause and effect. Even if Taoist Mosquito is wiped out, Taoist Hongyun won't say anything.

What makes Taoist Mosquito a little strange is that Taoist Fenghuo actually exposed the island protection formation, and the entire Juxian Island has since become a prehistoric history.

"What a Fenghuo Taoist, with deep calculations, I admire him, but in the face of absolute strength, all the conspiracies and tricks are just a cloud. Let's see, fellow Taoist, who among the great powers in the world dares to join forces to kill the poor. Tao." The mosquito Taoist stood proudly, fearless of anything.

The Mosquito Taoist is a saint. The Blood God Banner in his hand is comparable to the innate treasure. He also practices the transformation of the heavens and has been handed down the law fusion method by Hongyun. He has confidence. Even if he is the same saint, he is not afraid of anything. people.

In Jutian City, Hongyun was sitting on a chair on a hanging stall, while Jiang Ziya was standing in front of the stall, looking around from time to time, and looking at Hongyun behind him from time to time, with embarrassment on his face.

"Shout." Hongyun said a word lightly. He brought Jiang Ziya here for his own purpose. He wanted Jiang Ziya to practice Taoism in the world, and then let Jiang Ziya go to Kunlun Mountain.

Jiang Ziya's calves shook and he almost fell to his knees. Looking at Hongyun's unsympathetic face, he had no choice but to endure the embarrassment in his heart and shouted: "Everyone, come and see! My master, Taoist God of Heaven, has descended to earth. , in order to enlighten all sentient beings, I tell fortunes here, no money is not allowed, no money is not allowed.”

As soon as Jiang Ziya shouted, their stall in the bustling market was suddenly filled with people. Of course, most of them were watching the excitement. If there were real fortune tellers, there were really no fortune tellers.

Hong Yun and Jiang Ziya have separate jobs. One is responsible for shouting and the other is responsible for fortune telling. But every day, they go out to the fortune telling stall. Although their hanging stall is surrounded by a sea of ​​people, no one comes to tell fortunes.

"Not only are you not good at cultivating, but you are also bad at work. This is already the seventh day, and no one has come to tell your fortune. It means that the way you shout is wrong, why don't you change it." Hongyun sat on the chair and looked at the person. The people coming and going said leisurely to Jiang Ziya.

"Adaptation? Isn't that how fortune tellers shout? Is there any other way of shouting? According to me, if they don't come to tell fortunes, they obviously don't believe in the master's ability." After seven days of shouting, Jiang Ziya was a little angry and contradicted Hongyun. One sentence.

"You shout as I say, and I guarantee that within a quarter of an hour, someone will come forward to tell your fortune." Hong Yun smiled, her lips moved, and a voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Ziya's head.

Jiang Ziya glanced at Hongyun doubtfully, his eyes full of doubts, and thought to himself, if this is possible, I, Jiang Ziya, will obey me in everything from now on.

Seeing the doubt in Jiang Ziya's eyes, Hongyun smiled and said bluntly: "Just shout. If no one comes, I will accept you as my disciple. What do you think?"

When Jiang Ziya heard this, he immediately became energetic. He knew Hongyun's magical powers. Even though Hongyun couldn't tell fortunes, he could see all of Hongyun's Taoist and magical powers, and he couldn't be wrong about them.

"In this case, it's a deal. Master can't keep his word." Jiang Ziya said happily. In his heart, he had already been sentenced to death by what Hongyun taught him, so it was impossible to call someone.

Hong Yun smiled and said: "You can shout!" How could Jiang Ziya's little thoughts be hidden from Hong Yun.

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath and shouted: "Fortune telling, fortune telling, one hundred dollars at a time. If it's accurate, it's fate. If it's not accurate, the money won't be refunded."