Chapter: 1785
Then eat skewers and drink.
But the little fat man was holding his phone tightly, reading the message over and over again, feeling cold in his heart.
An ancient practitioner who also practiced the spells of illusionists and night gods, an ancient practitioner who is not bound by moral values, devouring the spiritual growth of night gods and illusionists
Looking at it, he almost broke out in a cold sweat.
It's terrible, this kind of existence is too terrible, but why do ancient practitioners appear in reality? I remember the sect's internal records, the ancient cultivators have all died
An existence who is not bound by moral values ??and who has also cultivated the two peak professions of Night Tourist and Illusionist is simply a nightmare for spiritual practitioners.
"Yuanshi Tianzun actually told the boss such important information, no, he is not telling the boss, he is telling me." The little fat man stood up abruptly.
"There are few orders now, so you don't have to work so hard. Sit down." Kou Beiyue greeted the younger brother to sit down: "Continue to drink, let's come to Taoyuan and get married three times today."
He was clearly drunk.
Alas, the boss didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all. He has no brains, and the happy little fat man can't drink any more. His round face was dignified and uneasy, "Boss, I have something to go back."
After finishing speaking, regardless of Kou Beiyue's persuasion, he stepped onto the small electric donkey on the side of the street and left in the dust.
The text message said that the headmaster Chunyang has not yet recovered, and the illusionist who disappeared recently is at level 1 and level 2, and there is no level 3. Before he recovers, the threat must be killed in the cradle.
Fujia Bay.
Zhang Yuanqing focused on the parchment scroll, and after confirming that the materials were all right, he covered the parchment with the material, entered the power of the sun, and muttered:
"My Lady, Come Out Quickly, My Lady, Come Out Quickly, My Lady"
Amidst the meaningless chanting, the parchment quickly drained the spirituality of the material, and the circle of spirit scriptures painted on it floated out of the paper, quickly lifted into the air, and solidified in the sky more than ten meters away.
In the next second, the circular array collapsed inward, turning into a circular passage.
After a few breaths, a majestic golden light burst out of the dark and collapsed passage.
Fuck, the aura of the empress has become several times stronger, and it feels more terrifying than the aura of the magic eye! Bye.
The whole person was lying on the table, not daring to move.
Suddenly, when the golden light approached the entrance of the passage, it was blocked by an invisible barrier.
After the golden light was blocked, it bounced back and collided with the subsequent golden light, bursting out with dazzling light, and the entire circular passage turned into a small sun.
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing received a prompt from the Spirit Realm:
?Ding! You are forcibly opening the entrance to the spirit realm, please stop immediately, otherwise you will be punished. ?
Obviously, forcibly opening the channel between the spiritual realm and reality was blocked by the spiritual realm, and the barrier was created by the spiritual realm.
"snort!"
Inside the tunnel, there was a cold hum.
Immediately, there was a crisp sound of "click" in the void, and the invisible barrier at the bottom of the golden light was full of cracks.
Then, the barrier shattered suddenly, a golden light fell, and it was nailed to the ground with a "bang", which turned out to be a demon pestle.
This prop is in the hands of the real master and in the hands of the useless master, which are completely two props. JrNovels.com
But the little fat man was holding his phone tightly, reading the message over and over again, feeling cold in his heart.
An ancient practitioner who also practiced the spells of illusionists and night gods, an ancient practitioner who is not bound by moral values, devouring the spiritual growth of night gods and illusionists
Looking at it, he almost broke out in a cold sweat.
It's terrible, this kind of existence is too terrible, but why do ancient practitioners appear in reality? I remember the sect's internal records, the ancient cultivators have all died
An existence who is not bound by moral values ??and who has also cultivated the two peak professions of Night Tourist and Illusionist is simply a nightmare for spiritual practitioners.
"Yuanshi Tianzun actually told the boss such important information, no, he is not telling the boss, he is telling me." The little fat man stood up abruptly.
"There are few orders now, so you don't have to work so hard. Sit down." Kou Beiyue greeted the younger brother to sit down: "Continue to drink, let's come to Taoyuan and get married three times today."
He was clearly drunk.
Alas, the boss didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all. He has no brains, and the happy little fat man can't drink any more. His round face was dignified and uneasy, "Boss, I have something to go back."
After finishing speaking, regardless of Kou Beiyue's persuasion, he stepped onto the small electric donkey on the side of the street and left in the dust.
The text message said that the headmaster Chunyang has not yet recovered, and the illusionist who disappeared recently is at level 1 and level 2, and there is no level 3. Before he recovers, the threat must be killed in the cradle.
Fujia Bay.
Zhang Yuanqing focused on the parchment scroll, and after confirming that the materials were all right, he covered the parchment with the material, entered the power of the sun, and muttered:
"My Lady, Come Out Quickly, My Lady, Come Out Quickly, My Lady"
Amidst the meaningless chanting, the parchment quickly drained the spirituality of the material, and the circle of spirit scriptures painted on it floated out of the paper, quickly lifted into the air, and solidified in the sky more than ten meters away.
In the next second, the circular array collapsed inward, turning into a circular passage.
After a few breaths, a majestic golden light burst out of the dark and collapsed passage.
Fuck, the aura of the empress has become several times stronger, and it feels more terrifying than the aura of the magic eye! Bye.
The whole person was lying on the table, not daring to move.
Suddenly, when the golden light approached the entrance of the passage, it was blocked by an invisible barrier.
After the golden light was blocked, it bounced back and collided with the subsequent golden light, bursting out with dazzling light, and the entire circular passage turned into a small sun.
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing received a prompt from the Spirit Realm:
?Ding! You are forcibly opening the entrance to the spirit realm, please stop immediately, otherwise you will be punished. ?
Obviously, forcibly opening the channel between the spiritual realm and reality was blocked by the spiritual realm, and the barrier was created by the spiritual realm.
"snort!"
Inside the tunnel, there was a cold hum.
Immediately, there was a crisp sound of "click" in the void, and the invisible barrier at the bottom of the golden light was full of cracks.
Then, the barrier shattered suddenly, a golden light fell, and it was nailed to the ground with a "bang", which turned out to be a demon pestle.
This prop is in the hands of the real master and in the hands of the useless master, which are completely two props. JrNovels.com
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