Avenue of Red Clouds

The Mosquito Daoist watched the Dust Sealed Daoist and Fenghuo Daoist want to protect the whole body with their own innate spirit treasure, and suddenly a pity appeared in their eyes, and the good innate spirit treasure would be destroyed in their own hands.

There was a very crisp "pop", the fairy sword in front of the dust-covered Taoist had been broken, and the innate spirit treasure became two halves in this way, and the laws in the innate spirit treasure immediately dissipated, just as the mosquitoes thought, this innate spirit treasure Lingbao is over.

The law of blood of the mosquito man has a combination of the law of corrosion and the law of penetration, which just restrains the innate spirit treasure. Unless the best innate spirit treasure, it is impossible to block his attack, precisely because they know that neither of them has the best innate spirit. Lingbao, the mosquito road talent dared to speak out, saying that they would be killed within three moves.

Feng Huo Taoist saw that the dust-covered Taoist’s innate spirit treasure fairy sword was touched by the **** sickle, and he broke off immediately, and his eyes were ruthless. Anyway, the magic weapon was damaged. It is better to explode the innate spirit treasure. vitality.

Feng Huo Taoist mana began to rush towards the mirror in front of him, and all the power of the law was also integrated into that mirror. He slapped his forehead, and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood. The spirit he left in the magic weapon instantly exploded.

Boom........ There was a huge sound, and the boundless violent power exploded. The Taoist Fenghuo didn’t expect that the Taoist Fenghuo would explode the innate spirit treasure and explode by his side, in the violent power. Among them, he was the first to bear the brunt. After only two short breaths, the dust-covered Taoist fell in the center of the innate spirit treasure that exploded.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the mosquito person, but he quickly backed away. The power of the high-grade innate spirit treasure to explode is not trivial, and it is controlled by the second corpse quasi-sage, and its power has doubled. Seeing the dust-stained Taoist fell on Which will know.

The entire North Sea trembled for a while, and the outside sea raised a curtain of water. The endless North Sea became choppy for a while.

The mosquito man left Juxian Island tens of thousands of miles away in three breaths, but even so, he felt the power of the high-grade innate spirit treasure to explode, almost the same as his strongest blow. Up.

An hour later, the mosquito-path man once again descended over Juxian Island, but at this time there was no Juxian Island. There was only a turbulent sea, and there was no shadow of the island. The mosquito-path man pinched his fingers, and his eyes showed amusement.

That Feng Huo Taoist is a good calculation. First, he blew himself up with the high-grade Xian Lingbao. Not only could he take the opportunity to escape, but he could also let his fellow Taoists fall into the dust. In this way, the mosquitoes killed the Taoists.

At that time, he released the news, saying that the mosquito man was going to avenge Haotian and had already beheaded the dust-covered man, and even himself was seriously injured by the mosquito man, losing an innate spiritual treasure and a good corpse.

In this way, those powers who participated in the heavenly court forced the palace will be panicked, and they will inevitably unite to block the mosquitoes. Anyway, even in the midst of the calamity, even if it is a murder, there will be no cause and effect, even if it is. If he wiped out his mosquito man, Hongyun Dao Zun would not say anything.

What makes Mosquito Dao people a little strange is that Feng Huo Dao people even exposed the large formation of protecting the island, and the entire Juxian Island has since become a prehistoric history.

"A good Taoist, he has a deep calculation, and I admire the poor Dao, but in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are floating clouds. Look at the poor Dao friends, who dares to unite and kill the poor in this great power. Tao." The mosquito person stands proudly, he is not afraid of everything.

The mosquito person’s most holy cultivation base, the blood **** banner in his hand is comparable to the innate treasure, and the cultivation of the heavens evolves, there is a law of fusion passed down by Hongyun, he has the confidence, even if it is the same holy, he is not afraid of anything people.

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In the giant sky city, above a hanging stall, Hong Yun was sitting on a chair, while Jiang Ziya was standing in front of the stall, looking around from time to time, and looking at the red cloud behind him from time to time, with embarrassment on his face.

"Shout." Hong Yun said a word faintly. He brought Jiang Ziya here. Naturally, he had his purpose. He wanted Jiang Ziya to cultivate in the world and then let Jiang Ziya go to Kunlun Mountain.

Jiang Ziya shook his calf and almost didn't kneel down on the ground. Looking at Hong Yun's unsympathetic expression, in desperation, he had no choice but to endure the embarrassment in his heart, and shouted: "Everyone, come and see! , In order to enlighten the sentient beings, here is fortune-telling, no money is allowed, no money is allowed..."

With Jiang Ziya's shout, their stalls were immediately crowded in the already lively bustling market. Of course, most of them were watching the lively. If it was a real fortune-telling, there would be none.

Hongyun and Jiang Ziya’s work is distinct. One is responsible for calling ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the other is responsible for counting, but every day, they hang out. Although their stalls are surrounded by crowds, no one comes to tell the fortune.

"Not only are you not good at cultivating the Tao, but you are also not good at work. This is already the seventh day. No one has come to tell the fortune. It means that you are not yelling in the right way. Why don't you just pass it?" Hong Yun sat on the chair and looked at the people. The people coming and going said to Jiang Ziya leisurely.

"Workable? Isn't that all fortune-telling shouts like this? Are there other ways of shouting, as I see it, if they don't come for fortune-telling, they obviously don't believe in the master's ability." After seven days of shouting, Jiang Ziya was also a little bit angry, and hit Hongyun. One sentence.

"You yell as I said, and I promise that within a quarter of an hour, someone will come forward to tell the fortune." Hongyun smiled, his lips moved, and suddenly a voice rang in Jiang Ziya's brain.

Jiang Ziya glanced at Hongyun suspiciously, his eyes filled with doubts, and thought, if this is possible, Jiang Ziya will obey everything in the future.

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

As soon as Jiang Ziya heard this, he knew Hongyun's magical powers even if he was enlightened. Even Hongyun could not tell fortune-telling, but he saw Hongyun's magical powers in his eyes, and he definitely couldn't be wrong.

"If this is the case, then it's settled, the master can't say anything but nothing." Jiang Ziya said happily. He had already given Hong Yun's words in his heart, sentenced to death, and it would be impossible to call someone.

Hong Yun smiled and said: "You shout!" Jiang Ziya's careful thoughts, how can he hide it from Hong Yun.

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath and exclaimed: "Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, one hundred dollars at a time, it is fate if the calculation is correct, and the money is not refunded."