The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

The Liuding Liujia God General refined with the remnants of the heroic soul combined with the essence of blessing.

Qiu Nanhe took out a gourd, scattered beans into soldiers, and turned into a yellow scarf warrior, wearing golden armor and holding a sword.

"Yellow Scarf Warrior?" Daoist Longhu was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the Daoist of the Quanzhen lineage would use the refined Taoist soldiers.

Although yellow turban wrestlers were bad street goods in the past, not many people can make yellow turban wrestlers in modern times.

After all, Taiping Dao has been destroyed for so long...

"I like to study some history, and I happened to restore this yellow scarf warrior."

The yellow scarf warriors originated from the Tao of Taiping. Later, these warriors died and went to the heavenly court, and became the heavenly soldiers and generals of the heavenly court.

Liu Ding Liujia God General and Yellow Turban Warriors both showed their supernatural power.

And Baiyun audience Taoists, also controlled them to use strange skills, and one after another spells sprang up from the ground.

This is Baiyun Temple, the home of Kazumako.

"Thank you fellow daoists for helping me delay the time."

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law..."

Yizhenzi, Lingkongzi, Baiyun audience Taoist jointly cast a spell, and the mountain on the side unexpectedly rose from the ground.

This mountain rises from the ground.

Turned into a mountain rock to press the top.

At the same time, a bronze tripod was placed on it.

Not just a mountain.

The tripod is a device of luck.

This is a cast tripod left by the emperor of a certain dynasty.

Carrying the weight of luck and the mountain, he smashed it down heavily. Even if it is fat, it will not die or peel off.

The mountain fell down, and the withered spirit that burned the sky also stagnated a little.

Taoist Longhu looked at the mountain and the weight of luck, his pupils constricted, and he was a little shocked.

This White Cloud View is not in vain.

"Why did Fei Yi get out of trouble, you guys will investigate later, really, the monsters that Pindao encountered are not that powerful..." Taoist Longhu looked at Kazumako, and his tone was a little more respectful .

However, at this moment, Yizheng and the Taoists had no time to take care of it, they just looked at the pressing mountain seriously.

"It's not over yet..."

"It's not over?"

"This tripod is the tripod of the Han Dynasty, and it is the king's heavy weapon." Ichimako shook his head and said: "However, how can a tripod of a dynasty whose luck has been cut off be crushed to death?"

Sure enough, red light burst out from the mountain, the rocks shattered in response, and a giant snake with two bodies and one head came out.

Burning blazingly, everywhere it goes is withered.

"A ridiculous and humble luck, also trying to subdue me?"

This pressure on the top of Mount Tai caught Fei Yi a little off guard, but the tripod of the Shu Han made Fei Yi feel insulted.

Can this also be called the tripod of the king?

Do you want to convince yourself?

If it were the tripod of Yao and Shun, perhaps he would still be afraid of three points.

Fat Yi said grimly.

"Little mortals,"

Even Taoist Dragon and Tiger and Qiu Nanhe can feel the small dynasty's fortune visible to the naked eye.

Really, it's really too weak.

Ding's luck will not become weaker due to the change of time, what is the luck at that time, and the remaining luck will be the same.

This is also the reason why many practice sects can avoid the cheating dynasty.

You can know a thing or two about the destiny of the dynasty by watching the tripod.

Although this is not absolute, after all, there are still so many practitioners who cling to the dragon's veins and are finally submerged in the long river of history.

"Destiny... yes, the dragon veins of the Han Dynasty were cut off by Zhang Jiao, and it is the end of the battle. Why do so many people in the Shu Han follow King Zhao... who knows."

"But the cauldron was not intended to crush you to death, but to divert your attention. From the current point of view, the purpose has been achieved."

Kazuko cross-legged to adjust breath.

Fei Yi suddenly felt something in his heart, looking at the things down the mountain.

A row of black firearms, and a man in military uniform.

The man looked very small.

His name is Bai He.

He is not a practitioner.

Although he has undergone a certain degree of exercise, he is still an ant to Feiyi.

However, when the man reached out to order.

The firearms arranged in the dark at the foot of the mountain shot out tongues of flame in an instant.

Rows of ammunition were poured on Fei Yi's body as if they didn't want money.

Let this ancient behemoth suffer extremely.

At the foot of the mountain, there are soldiers in ambush.

Modern firearms unleash bullets with incredible penetrating power.

The power of the firearm suddenly appeared at this moment.

A single penetrating bullet can do more damage to Fei Yi than Mount Taishan.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

All the gunfire arranged poured on him.

However, when he saw the east wind blowing from afar, he was unexpectedly ecstatic.

"Humanity's heavy firearms... can't kill me! The fire will become my nourishment."

Instead of evading, He went up against the east wind.

Gunpowder, burning in the soul, leaves a wound, and burning in him restores his wounds.

When the wounds healed, when the weapons of these mortals were exhausted, it was time for him to fight back and kill.

"You know heavy firearms, it seems that you also have an understanding of modern humans." Bai He said blankly: "Could it be that you think we are so stupid that we can use 'flaming' missiles to deal with an ancient god of fire? ."

"You may not be stupid, but...really arrogant."

These few Dongfeng bombs hit Fei Yi's body abruptly, but the overwhelming explosion did not hit.

Instead, it was a bone-chilling chill...

wait...why...so cold...

Not to say...human firearms today..

"what is this..."

At this time, Bai He just said lightly.

"All kinds of weapons, this is liquid nitrogen."

Chapter 2 Let's Play Chess with Pindao

Li Wei sat cross-legged in the room and looked out the window at the battlefield.

It's not that Li Wei wants to stand by and watch.

High cultivation and strong lethality are two different things.

Li Wei pays himself that his cultivation has not reached the level of all kinds of weapons.

On my side, the ones who need to be vigilant are the monsters around the Baiyun Temple, who are watching eagerly.

These demons do not belong to the human world and wander outside the city to survive.

Maybe seeing Feiyi's recovery is to wait and see, maybe there are other ideas.

Demons are heterogeneous.

Most demons are unable to fully integrate into human society, and there will still be differences between humans and demons after all.

Physically, mentally, racially, physically.

There are all kinds of differences, but now that human civilization is the leader, most monsters do not appear.

Now that Fat Yi is recovering, maybe... there will be some demons hoping that the revived ancient demon gods will lead the demons.

How about changing the fate of human beings and establishing a civilization that belongs to demons?

Of course, there are also some swayers among them. Human beings will follow human beings if they are domineering, and Fei Yi will obey Fei Yi if he is domineering.

Human beings need to show their strength and courage at this time to frighten those night demons.

Attract swingers and deter hidden hawks.

Sure enough, as soon as the Dongfeng liquid nitrogen came out, the surrounding temperature instantly turned into the cold winter in the north, and the hard scales that protected him burst.

"Impossible... Such a small human being... How is it possible... You can't hold me down!"

The scales that accompanied him for 5000 years were broken, which made Fei Yi tremble with fright.

The scale armor is fire and lightning protection, but the body is not necessarily.

Divine beasts also have flesh and blood.

It will hurt, it will hurt, it will die.

Moreover, he has just been unsealed, and his strength has not yet fully recovered.

run away.

This is a fat idea.

This time, Kazumako pushed the cauldron of Han down again.

For some reason, this time, it was very heavy on him.

He was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe.

The luck of the Ninth Division agents actually resonated with the Han Zhiding.

Let the weight of the Han Zhiding increase greatly.

Han, undoubtedly has been destroyed.

In the later period of the Han Dynasty, the hearts of the people were unpopular, and the hearts and powers were destroyed.

But...why...

This Han Zhiding, will it be so heavy?

It seems that Kazumako also has some doubts that the weight of the Han Zhiding will increase sharply, and it will resonate with the dynasty luck of the members of the Ninth Division.

This time, Fei Yi still broke free from Han Zhiding's suppression.

Only this time He was really scared.

What happened in front of my eyes was too weird, not quite the same as I imagined.

...

The eye hidden in the forest.

"The luck of this human being... such a strange dynasty luck..."