Chapter 103 Stupid Price

Tone, attitude, expression...

Even if he hasn't shot yet, Ding Fanqiu has already concluded that this is the true master of Motian Pavilion, Ji Tiandao! !

The patriarch of the Demon Dao who sits under the Nine Great Demons!

In today's world, who can make such an understatement in the huge sorcery formation, besides him?

Ding Fanqiu's two disciples were even more stunned and dumbfounded!

Trembling with fear, I was at a loss.

Chen Zhu listened to these three questions.

Brows furrowed.

He seemed to be waiting for an order from the chariot above.

The audience was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

The witchcraft formation has taken shape!

The soldiers outside the witchcraft formation were holding spears and waiting.

There is also a group of practitioners, like flies, waiting to pounce.

This must be won... Master, what are you thinking about?

Jingle Bell!

The bell rang.

Chen Zhu's brows widened.

He showed a peaceful but inexplicable smile.

"I'm sorry... a dying person, knowing this is meaningless." Chen Zhu's expression became indifferent. He had never seen anyone dare to speak to him with such an attitude.

Then death is their best ending!

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

hum-

The bow and arrow are pulled, the condensed air becomes a gang, and the condensed gang becomes an arrow.

"Before you die, what are your last words?" Chen Zhu's right hand appeared several arrows, his eyes were sharp.

A sharpshooter in the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm, skilled at condensing Qi into Astral. Such a marksman can indeed be called a powerhouse!

It is worthy of being the three great marksmen of the gods!

From this hand alone, it can be seen that he is stronger than Li Qing, one of the four black knights!

Seeing that Lu Zhou's expression was indifferent and did not answer, the bow and arrow buzzed.

That is when.

Lu Zhou shook his head slightly and snorted softly, "Stupidity requires a price."

In his right palm, five prop cards suddenly appeared!

That's right, five, not one!

At the moment when his thoughts moved slightly, he added four cards!

Lu Zhou gently flicked his sleeves!

In the palm of the hand, there are five flooded vortices!

Anticlockwise rotation!

Between the sleeves.

The five miniature flooded vortices flew out.

Huh, huh, huh... Chen Zhu's arrow of Astral Qi lashes away from the string.

Puff puff……

All were swallowed by the vortex!

The vortex rotating counterclockwise, against the background of the surrounding lavender witchcraft fog, actually looks extremely gorgeous.

Move forward like a chain of five!

"This is..." Chen Zhu frowned!

Surrounded by golden light!

Spin fast!

This is Daoyin.

As soon as the Daoyin came out, everything turned pale!

Danger!

Chen Zhu was surprised and kept backing away.

Never seen such a method!

That's the work of the gods.

The five vortices suddenly became larger and spread out. Glittering gold!

One is stacked on top of the other, from small to large, like countless Tai Chi golden apertures.

"Daomen seal!"

"how so?"

Chen Zhu didn't have time to step back, his eyes were full of surprise,

Pulling the bow and arrow, three qi feather arrows shot out.

Bang bang bang!

Three more times, bang bang bang!

There is no fluctuation in the Golden Light Taiji Seal, and all orders are accepted!

Chen Zhu's eyes widened, panic and fear appeared, and the bow and arrow trembled!

Countless feather arrows burst out from his palm!

However……

A dense golden light Tai Chi was wrapped around Chen Zhu's body.

The special golden light symbol is flying all over the sky, covering the audience!

Those feather arrows are useless at all!

Chen Zhu is too close to escape!

How can there be such a big seal?

How big is the Daomen Fa seal?

The circles of golden light formed a circular barrier ten feet high.

boom! burst open!

The circle of golden light dissipated with the wind.

All is at peace!

As if nothing had happened.

The place is empty.

No trace.

The other four Tai Chi golden light seals flew towards the sky!

The female cultivators around the red flying chariot were stunned for a moment before realizing that something was wrong.

He frowned and said solemnly, "You're not too timid!"

The four made gestures at the same time to meet the four apertures.

Chen Zhu, who was closest to the aperture, was the first to discover the abnormality of this aperture——

With Chen Zhu as the center, within a radius of ten meters, there are golden symbols of Tai Chi.

The so-called witch trap under his feet was also covered by this golden light.

Ding Fanqiu's eyes were dull-

In the world of practice, to be able to make such a seal of debut, at least one must have a cultivation level above the seven leaves of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm. And this is a witch trap area, and it needs to resist the erosion of witchcraft...

It can be seen how strong is the first powerhouse in the world in this rumor? !

Compared with this huge Gang India.

The Daoist seal that Ding Fanqiu cast just now was as small as an ant, too insignificant to be compared with it at all.

Ding Fanqiu had never seen such an amazing Daoist seal in his life.

The only one who can apply the Daoist seal to such a degree... is the Daoist master!

Such a wonderful seal.

He actually tried to pretend to be fake.

That's ridiculous!

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In the sky, the four female cultivators had calm expressions and firm eyes.

Full of self-confidence, I want to disperse these Tai Chi golden light seals.

pity……

When their Astral Qi was released, those seals were as vast as the sea, hitting it, only a ripple rippled, and it was useless.

"Master of Taoism?"

With an exclamation, he watched helplessly as the golden shining giant Tai Chi symbol came from the pavement!

boom!

Bang bang bang!

The four golden circles, when they passed the four people, disappeared like fireworks.

After the splendor, it turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated with the wind.

"..."

"..."

Everyone who witnessed this with their own eyes looked in disbelief.

[Ding, kill 3 Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm targets and 2 Divine Court Realm targets, get 3700 merits. 】

Fortunately, no loss.

After a little mental calculation, Chen Zhu alone was rewarded with 1500 points.

However... the moment when the idea was mastered just now, it also cost 2000 points. Not a big deal either.

Lu Zhou shook his head gently, stroked his beard, and glanced.

The old man didn't want to do it.

How-

Chen Zhu, a master bow and arrow in the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm, can often shoot three arrows in one second. The fatal block can't stop a few times, and then it has to be wasted and invulnerable. Rather than wasting it like this, it's better to be neat and tidy.

Secondly, in the world of great scorching heat, there is no room for aliens to gain a foothold.

The difference from the three pages is that the white people were gradually differentiated from the Dayan people. After thousands of years of habitation and survival, they were rooted in the soil, and they were an authentic native race. Three pages have been aliens since ancient times.

Emperor, emperor, what kind of people did you raise, and were mixed into the palace by aliens?

What if there were more than a few?

It's a pity that such a master can't be said to exist.

I don't know why, but after Chen Zhu was killed, the surrounding witchcraft formation gradually weakened.

In the sky.

The red flying chariot fell without the support of the four people.

The soldiers below were in a mess and hurriedly dodged. The soldiers were already panicking.

The master from the palace... was killed so easily?

It all seems like a dream, I can't believe it!

Lu Zhou stared at the flying chariot...

If a master like Chen Zhu, one of the three great marksmen, can be a subordinate, how can his master be a weak one?

boom--

The red chariot crashed!

Splash dust!

After the weakening of the sorcery formation, the line of sight has also recovered a little.

Everyone's eyes were also focused on the red flying chariot.