First Class Taoist Gate

Yang Xiyue did not dare to leave Zhang Bairen. The Longmen Inn was the only way to exit and enter the customs. Various spies gathered here and coveted secretly. The Longmen Inn was the focus of investigation. If Zhang Bairen stayed in the Longmen Inn, he thought he would hide in the backyard. Not being noticed is pure self-deception.

Zhang Bairen narrowed his eyes, stroked Yu Xiao in his hand, and said after a while: "Longmen Inn really can't stay, I will leave."

After speaking, he took out a strange clarinet in his arms: "This is a dark hand I left in Dunhuang. If you are in danger of life, as long as you play this clarinet, there will be a strong man who sees God not bad. To save you."

Throwing the clarinet into Yang Xiyue's hands, Zhang Bairen had already shrunk and left the Longmen Inn without waiting for his reaction.

Standing in the vast endless desert, Zhang Bairen's heart is full of confusion, his eyes are looking at the horizon in the distance, the starry sky is especially soft at this time.

Looking for a mound and sitting down, Zhang Bairen closed his eyes and practiced Taoism. Time flies quickly. In the middle of the night, a cloud of yin air struck, and Yang Su appeared beside Zhang Bairen: "Found it!"

"Where?" Zhang Bairen sat up suddenly.

"That place is a little weird, it seems to be shrouded in formations" Yang Su's face was full of strange colors.

Zhang Bairen seemed to have expected it a long time ago: "Let's go, you are showing me the way in secret. Now I don't know how many people in Dunhuang are looking for me. If you want to take my head, you must use the power of thunder to annihilate it, otherwise you will be surrounded. Come on, that would be troublesome."

"Even if you are surrounded, as long as you escape underground, I can take you away" Yang Su looked serious.

"No, you can't expose it. You have just turned into a zombie, and the immortal body is still awaiting cultivation. When you can truly be immortal, it will be when you are born again." Zhang Bairen stepped forward, shrinking to an inch. Yang Su quietly followed Zhang Bairen.

After walking for dozens of miles, Yang Su said, "Here!"

Looking at the deserted desert, with only a few lone stone pillars standing in the desert, Zhang Bairen curiously asked, "How did you find a gust of wind?"

"Zombies are different from humans. Zombies rely on perception, energy and blood instead of eyes. Although the yellow sand is flat and there is no trace left, I can perceive the chaos of blood and blood. Obviously there are often large groups of people coming and going. So based on the information you provided, it is not difficult to find a gust of wind," Yang Su said with a smile.

Zhang Bairen nodded: "Master Yang, hide it, and leave it to me. There is only a gust of wind, and there is only a dead end for the Yigu Dacheng martial artist to meet me."

With the comprehension of the Zhuxian formation, Zhang Bairen's understanding of the formations deepened, and the formations in the world are inseparable from their sects. Many formations are well-understood, and one knows the five.

Carefully looking at the large array in front of him, the stone pillars that stood in disorder and seemed like ancient relics were the eyes of the array.

Zhang Bairen pretended to be a tourist in the desert, slowly came to the stone pillar and sat down with his back.

He knew that someone in the big formation must be staring at him, and maybe someone with a gust of wind would come out of the big formation and kill him, so Zhang Bairen didn't dare to delay and took out the food from his sleeve, and A gunpowder bag the size of a schoolbag.

Looking at one side of the stone pillar, Zhang Bairen muttered to himself: "It's very cold in the middle of the night in the desert, and I need to dig a hole to avoid the cold."

After speaking, the Dragon Sword was out of its sheath, and a small hole was excavated, and the explosive was buried in it.

In the large formation a few steps away from Zhang Bairen, two greasy men watched Zhang Bairen's movements, you see me and I see you, one of them said humanely: "Watermelon, do you think this kid is a fat sheep?"

"I don't know if it's a fat sheep, but it's a hapless one. He actually came to our gust of wind. It's God who wants to take his life." The man called the watermelon stared with big eyes: "Go ahead." Tell the commander to open up the big formation, let's go out and capture this kid, and have fun this time."

Not everyone has the right to open the large array where a gust of wind is located. There are all bandits in a gust of wind, and they all kill people without blinking. If the method of entering and leaving the large array is disclosed at will, the gust of wind will not be far from destruction.

The thin monkey-like guy rubbed his hands and said, "I have fun tonight. This kid has fine skin and tender meat, enough for me to play for a month."

After speaking, the thin monkey ran out. At this time, Zhang Bairen had already buried the explosive bag outside the array, and a little spark burst out of his hand, but the next moment he saw sparks everywhere, Zhang Bairen stepped forward and disappeared in place.

In the big formation

Singing and dancing, hundreds of men sat down around the bonfire, and fat cattle and sheep were roasting on the fire.

The gray-faced and dull-eyed women were held in their arms by the crowd and continued to explore and play with them. Over the years, a gust of wind had plundered many women from officials and merchants.

At this time, the atmosphere in the big formation was lively, the thin monkeys shuttled through the crowd, trying to find the leader to get the token of entering and leaving the formation, but before they approached, suddenly the mountains shook, as if the sun and the moon collapsed and the mountains and rivers burst. .

The boulders were torn apart, and pieces of basketball-sized stones shot out, not weaker than cannonballs. I don't know how many bandits were turned into fleshy by the boulders in an instant, and how many people passed by the boulders and died.

With a loud noise, the earth moved and the mountains shook, and the large array turned into a purgatory on earth.

Missing arms, broken legs, missing half of the head, intestines flowing out, and turned into flesh.

The battle broke out suddenly, and the tragic situation of purgatory in the world appeared before his eyes.

Zhang Bairen stared blankly at the crying wind bandits, only a few strong bones survived with extraordinary physical fitness.

"Bold, who would dare to offend!" With a loud shout, five bone-changing masters flew out and landed not far from Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen's pupils shrank, no wonder that a gust of wind swept through Dunhuang without any scruples, and I didn't know how many good players had been broken. It turned out that there were actually five strong people who changed bones in a gust of wind.

After so many years of doing business without capital, looting so much property, and accumulating five strong bone translators is not very surprising.

Looking at Zhang Bairen, who is looking thin and weak, five bandits of a gust of wind, you look at me and I look at you, you can't see the depth of each other before you start.

Zhang Bairen's eyes narrowed slightly. There was a loud noise before, thinking that he had already alarmed the surrounding spies, and he needed a quick decision.

"Who is your Excellency, why are you embarrassed by me and offended you for no reason?" The bandit in the eyes of a gust of wind turned murderously.

"Last year a gust of wind slaughtered the caravan of the governor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How many people don’t remember?" Zhang Bairen stretched out his palm slowly, and the dragon-slaying sword slowly unsheathed from his waist: "The caravan was 312 lives. , I want you to repay it in a gust of wind today."

After speaking, there was a thunderbolt and the clear sky exploded, and the flying fairy shot out, and the Dragon Sword had left his hand.

Time became sluggish under the Dragon Sword, Yi Gu Dacheng deserved to be Yi Gu Dacheng, facing Zhang Bairen's Heavenly Flying Immortal Lock, he could move, although his movement was a bit stiff.

It is a pity that Dragon Slaying Sword is not a murderous intent, the real murderous intent is freely flowing hair.

A leader grabbed the Dragon Slayer Sword, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Is it just that capable? I dare to come to me for trouble, and I will send you on the road today and ask you to reunite with your caravan."

After the bandit leader finished speaking, he stepped forward, and the next moment the world was spinning, he saw a headless corpse walk out, and then kept bumping and wailing on the ground.

Unexpectedly, he killed a strong bone-changing man. Zhang Bairen flew out from the immortal rope trapped in his sleeves and bound a bone-changing martial artist. In his hand, the yin and yang flow turned: "Fan Tian Yin!"

The space seems solid, the power of the earth in a radius of ten meters is concentrated on the seal, and the earth's magnetism is twisted, and it instantly falls on the chest of one of the strong bones.

"Crack"

The sound of broken tendons and fractures sounded, and a bone-prone warrior flew out, but this was only a small injury, and it would not kill the bone-prone warrior.

However, Zhang Bairen unintentionally experimented with the power of Fantianyin, a strand of hair cut through the void, and silently inserted into the martial artist's mind from the Baihui point.

Zhang Bairen took the lead first, and in a blink of an eye he beheaded two of them, binding one of them.

The remaining two bone-changing great martial artists recovered, suddenly broke through the sonic boom, and beat Zhang Bairen fiercely.

The fist wind howled, like thunder.

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