The moment Qin Yi took down the scroll, Meng Qingying, who had been lying in ambush over the Qianlong Star Observatory, immediately found that the dragon of luck had broken loose. torn off.
Qin Yi didn't even need to see this scene, and knew that the treasure of Zhenyun was the painting he took down, not the sword of founding the country.
But Qin Yi didn't completely fool Lingxu. Of course, the Sword of Founding still has a certain national fortune in it, and it has not been dissipated by the painting town. Now it still hides the last trace of luck, and it can continue for a few years. …
Corresponding in reality, that is to say, someone is about to rebel, but it will not be able to overthrow the big guns in a few years or even a dozen years. When the air is exhausted, Dagan also perishes. As a result, the heroes competed for each other, and it was another world situation, and a new emperor rose. It's almost like this kind of historical wheel, the "qi" that Xianjia talks about, and the deduction of the combination of the vicissitudes of the world.
According to this kind of deduction, if Emperor Dagan can wake up and cut off the involvement with Dahuanxi Temple, then even if the national fortune is taken away by Meng Qingying, it may not be impossible for new mountains, rivers and dragons to reunite. The origin and origin are scattered, and the transportation is not static. His foundation is very good, and there is still salvation.
It's a pity that this emperor is absolutely unaware of this, and he feels that at this time, Jiangshan is the glory of his ancestors.
Then there's no way to save it and say goodbye.
Qin Yi is moving fast in the tunnel, his goal is only half achieved, the other half is to see if there is a chance to watch a cold child and destroy the Dahuanxi Temple at the core of this matter, otherwise Even the rise of heroes cannot withstand the simple suppression of these monks.
So of course, we have to go and see, maybe we can find this opportunity with Meng Qingying.
But he didn't have a clue in his heart, the main thing was... This matter has already been intervened by Wandao Xiangong Mousong, and if there is no accident, it is Zheng Yunyi.
If this gang intervenes, the situation will have twists and turns, and it may not be as he intended.
In any case, it is always necessary to dive in and observe.
Most of them didn't think that Lingxu finally gave themselves the secret road map. This was not just sneaking in the past, but also included many control cores of the mechanism formation, which was a bit tricky.
Qin Yi flew through the secret passage, and Meng Qingying also emerged from the shadow at this time. Thousands of ghosts cried, and the Taoist priests guarding the star-gazing platform didn't even have the strength to resist, and they all fainted on the ground in an instant. .
"Really, someone always thinks that I love killing people. I'm still very good at talking." Meng Qingying stretched out her hand, and the huge dragon-shaped phantom groaned in the sky, and then her body stretched out like a The river is like a river, traversing the night sky.
The observation image of a mountain, river and dragon vein is really like a living thing.
This dragon shape is composed of starlight, flickering on and off, but the image is relatively vague, only composed of vague star shadows, but it has eyes. There are no whites in the eyes, and the entire pupils are pitch black as ink, like a shadow.
Then the shadow looked down, and Meng Qingying looked at each other, Rumo's eyes were a little bit resistant and struggling, but after all, she was still docile, and slowly turned into bits and pieces, entering Meng Qingying's body.
Meng Qingying closed her eyes, her long hair fluttered suddenly, and a dark dragon appeared behind her, winding up, and the faint sound of dragon roars roared for nine days.
She is combining with this dragon shape, completely refining it into her own puppet.
Taking the luck of mountains and rivers as a pretext, even the seniors of the Vientiane Sen Luozong seldom play like this. This is Meng Qingying's own courage and madness.
It didn't take long for this refining process, because she had been using the spell for a long time. In fact, this dragon shape had already engraved her brand, but it was always restrained and unable to escape from the entanglement of the master, so it was delayed until now. Now that it is completely split, it is no longer a problem. It only takes a few breaths of time for her to erase the big dry brand left in the dragon soul and take it away.
As for how to cultivate in the future, it will take a long time, and this will be her destiny.
But for so few breaths, she couldn't proceed smoothly.
An enchanting soul of a goddess entwined silently, and at the same time, a golden Buddha palm appeared in the sky, pressing on the top of her head.
Meng Qingying smiled slightly, and a seductive celestial figure emerged from her arms, entangled with the incoming celestial girl, pulling them farther and farther.
This kind of soul of a goddess is the concubine Ming that everyone in Dahuanxi Temple has. It can be used to charm the enemy, and it can be used for daily double cultivation. Qin Yi has seen it several times. Different grades have different effects. This thing from Guan Ji's hands is one of the most terrifying aphrodisiacs in the world as long as it is close to it, and it can instantly turn people into estrus-only beasts.
But Meng Qingying was already prepared to use the magic weapon from the same source, the goddess, and through the sacrifice of her Vientiane Senluo method, she also became a Tengyun-level treasure. The soul body entangled away, unable to get close to half an inch.
If Qin Yi was here, she would have recognized that this was the magic weapon she traded with Qin Yi at Hongfa Temple... She told Qin Yi that this thing was only used for her death when she was dealing with the Tengyun Xiaodan Tribulation. It's all a lie, and this is specially designed to leave a backhand to deal with Dahuanxi Temple.
This is her long-term plan, that is how long ago she had been prepared to deal with the Dahuanxi Temple.
He didn't hesitate to even have his handkerchief replaced by a man to blow his nose...
Pooh. Meng Qingying spat secretly, but he didn't stop in his hand, a flying shuttle rose into the sky, thousands of shadows like silk, overlapping in the dark night, instantly tying the huge golden Buddha palm in the sky into black, no longer possible. fall.
Meng Qingying, who was at the Tengyun level, was much stronger than when Hongfa Temple fought Qin Yi in the first battle.
It's also much harder to predict.
In the darkness, a Buddha light broke through the night and shot towards Meng Qingying on the high platform.
Meng Qingying had disappeared, and she didn't know where Youyin had escaped. The Buddha's light faded away, revealing the figure of Guanjing, the shadows around him swayed, and there seemed to be thousands of mouths grinning, as if they were all sneering.
Guan Ji turned his head and looked around, the surrounding scene like a ghost prison did not make his expression ripple, but asked lightly: "How do you have the image of the Ming Concubine of my Dahuanxi Temple on hand? Judging from the degree of this sacrifice, it is very early. obtained."
Of course Meng Qingying wouldn't answer him. She was taking the time in the dark to wipe off the big dry brand of the Dragon of Luck. If the brand is not wiped off, she can't take it away. This is not the time to fight Guan Ji.
Guan Jing didn't ask any more questions, and suddenly put his palms together.
There was a violent light gathering in front of him, and then it was like the sun shining, rushing in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the dark night was as bright as day.
Dahuanxi Temple's magic and Buddha's light shines! This is no ordinary light, every light can kill people!
There are two systems in Dahuanxi Temple. Guanji is a Dharma cultivator, not a martial arts cultivator, so Meng Qingying's rating for him is the sixth floor of Tengyun, not the rating of martial arts.
Under the light of the Buddha's light, Meng Qingying's slender figure appeared in the night. She waved her sleeves casually, as if hiding a mirror.
The Buddha's light was blocked by the mirror and reflected back, as if he had prepared for restraint.
This shows how long she has been using her allies as her imaginary enemies.
But at this moment, a sword qi was caught in the Buddha's light and whistled.
sword? Meng Qingying was slightly startled, but no one in Dahuanxi Temple used a sword.
She didn't have time to think too much, Ying Shuo hit the sword energy and blocked it accurately.
Variation suddenly occurred.
The sword qi was not sword qi, it suddenly exploded when it was blocked and turned into thick smoke. As soon as it exploded, it enveloped Meng Qingying's body. She knew that Meng Qingying didn't need to breathe at all, so she went straight to the pores all over her body. Drilled in.
poison!
Meng Qingying's mana for refining the dragon's shape instantly became disordered, and the dragon screamed in the sky, as if it was about to escape.
Meng Qingying turned her head angrily, and saw a swordsman in white standing with his hands behind his back, no matter how he looked at it, he was a swordsman.
Available is poison.
"Medical divination, Myriad Dao Immortal Palace!" This thought flashed through Meng Qingying's mind, only to know that someone else was involved in this matter. She didn't have time to think about anything, and the magic weapon of watching silence over there was already in front of her.
It was a bowl.
As soon as he got to her side, he opened his mouth like a demon.
"Let's stay, beauty." Guan Ji's laughter resounded in his ears with great pride.
Meng Qingying gritted her teeth and quickly blocked her face with a dragon-shaped puppet that she hadn't controlled at all. At the same time, she stepped down, and the heavy platform collapsed instantly, and Meng Qingying had already escaped under the high platform in the smoke.
When it comes to various escape methods to save one's life, few people can compare to Meng Qingying.
But her blood was already visible in the smoke.