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Chapter 65 The first cry of the dragon

Feng Baizhou watched the sun rise slowly until the palace ceremony ended at noon. The prince might have left the palace with the imperial ritual vessels to worship the ancestral temple to carry the dragon's veins.

Gu Wen hasn't come out yet, but he can feel that the other party is still inside, so he is not in a hurry.

According to the original process, Zhao Feng should have just finished the canonization ceremony in the palace and was on his way to the Ancestral Temple. What Gu Wen needs to do is to be the nutrient for the prince to refine the Taoist soldiers at the end of the ceremony. This is also his original role.

Originally, they wanted to eliminate the root cause and kill the last only son of the Gu family. Although it shouldn't be too dangerous to the Zhao family, they are used to eliminating cause and effect. Now because of Yu Hua's influence, they thought it would be better not to anger each other.

Even if the Taoist goddess may have forgotten.

"The time has come, Marquis Wen, it's time to go to the Ancestral Temple."

In the room, Gu Wen slowly opened his eyes, a blush spread out, and rushed out of the room to cover Feng Baizhou. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his body temperature dropped by more than ten degrees.

"The Son of Heaven of the Ninth Level is the most noble in the world, and the princes of the fifth level are respected outside."

Gu Wen stood up slowly, and the murderous aura rushed out like a dike bursting, and the sky in Bianjing became dark.

A red dragon slowly raised up, its red scales shining brightly, hovering in the sky, overlooking the mortals on the ground.

Its tail extended all the way to the ground, covering it with lichen and turning into a crown, providing a stepping stone for Gu Wen's first step out of the room.

He exhaled slowly, the west wind blew, and everything was desolate.

The imperial power of the Qian Dynasty was supreme, so the Zhao family put a dog collar on everyone and tied them with loyalty and filial piety as a chain. They also said that thunder, rain and dew are all gifts from heaven.

The emperor made elixirs and plundered the world's wealth, so that thousands of people were displaced as a favor from heaven. The emperor built Taoist palaces and demolished the houses in Bianjing, causing the people to become homeless. It was also a favor from heaven for the wild people to be cursed. The Zhao family took away my destiny,

Also planning your destiny is also a blessing from heaven.

Immortal sects from three directions came one after another, and they also bluntly said that the Tao Lord was irreversible.

Their rules, their opinions, what they disciplined, and what they set were not recognized by Gu Wen. He only said:

"Squabbling is like a drunken man in common clothes. He doesn't teach that life belongs to the universe."

He holds the Xuanzhong Spear in his right hand, and a trace of the gun's blade clings to it like a raging fire, turning the originally ugly appearance into a murderous weapon.

The ministers of the Manchu dynasty, the nobles and relatives of the princes and grandsons, should be regarded as withered bones under their feet today!

Feng Baizhou broke out in a cold sweat, and his breathing was rapid, and he might even stop breathing.

He finally tried his best to break away from the influence of the law. In this short but extremely fatal moment, even a strong man in the third realm could not understand the situation. He could not understand that a domestic slave suddenly turned into a wild beast and a dragon crossing the river.

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Even when he is in front of the opponent, his first reaction is not to respond, but to run!

Feng Baizhou took that half-step the day after tomorrow, moving his foot backwards but not yet falling.

Gu Wen's figure flashed over, already nearly six feet away, and the Zhao Lie Dharma was unfolded.

The murderous look in his eyes gradually filled up, and he was extremely powerful. A single shot contained a huge amount of power.

Feng Baizhou almost couldn't see Gu Wen take action. He only felt that his most powerful life-saving means was shattered, boundless murderous intent enveloped him, and boundless silence overwhelmed his five senses.

boom!

The loud noise shook half of Bianjing. Three houses in the Gu family collapsed one after another, and the outermost high wall also collapsed.

Feng Baizhou flew a hundred meters and rolled dozens of times on the ground before barely stopping, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

He clutched his chest, his court clothes had been reduced to pieces, his chest was bloody and bloody, and wisps of 'red smoke' came out. That was the murderous aura he forced out with his magic power. The mana and the murderous aura were intertwined, so it looked like smoke.

But generally speaking, murderous aura can only hurt people's soul at most, and it is extremely difficult to directly hurt people.

Just like mana and spiritual energy, if it is not condensed using Taoism, pure spiritual energy will only hit a gust of wind no matter how much it hits. The murderous energy is only more lethal, and there is not much change in its essence.

Normally, demonic monks will use methods to mix murderous aura with martial arts, thus using murderous aura like spiritual energy.

Gu Wenzhi's murderous intent was different. He was upright and upright, not mixed with anything external, pure murderous intent.

He doesn't need to kill people to accumulate it, he doesn't need to be blessed by secret techniques, and he doesn't need to condense magic skills.

One breath is enough to overcome a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"You are the military genius of Longqiao that day."

Feng Baizhou finally remembered, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Impossible, when did you possess Daoji, and it's even stronger than when you were at Dragon Bridge? This is impossible!"

Not only was it impossible for a domestic slave to have such strength, but Gu Wen was not his opponent that day. Only a few days had passed, and he could barely catch even one of his opponent's moves.

Gu Wen's body was slightly arched, and he jumped three feet in three steps with the Luoyue Step. He also moved forward three feet, but it was not ten meters with one breath, but ten meters with one step.

There was a tremor in the air, and the bluestone slabs of Bianjing Avenue cracked. In just a moment, the gunfire swept over like a tsunami with boundless murderous intent.

Feng Baizhou was by no means a mediocre person. He was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years and had rich experience in fighting. Although he could not understand Gu Wen's extraordinary increase in realm, his body reaction did not slack off and he sacrificed a white lotus.

The mana surged, and Baolian opened the flower stamens, and the spear fell on it with a deafening impact. As soon as the attack was carried, he immediately began to prepare for a counterattack. Feng Baizhou's silver needle flew out of his sleeve, one was a magic weapon, and a hundred were

Lingbao.

Gu Wen didn't want to retreat. He took a step forward and fired another powerful shot. The White Lotus Lingbao cracked slightly. Feng Baizhou plowed the ground back one meter, and the stone slab under his feet was lifted up. He could only place his hope on the silver needle.

If you attack, you will definitely be injured.

To exchange injuries for injuries without testing the opponent as soon as they meet. This is obviously either an old monster, or a new generation of genius who is too immature.

Is it possible, he really is.

With one tenth breath, another spear fell, and with one breath, ten spears shot out, and the lotus flower further shattered.

The silver needle seemed to fly for a long time and finally landed on Gu Wen.

clang!

The silver needle flew away, and a shadow enveloped Gu Wen. Its color was dark black, and the Xuanwu spirit phase drove the Jade Body Protection Technique. His body was like steel, and his body was like steel, and his body was like a bronze bell.

This is the wonderful use of the spirit phase, which is the blessing of the corresponding Taoism. Similar to the difference between the magic weapon and the spirit treasure, the power is related to the material of the object itself, and the possession of the spirit treasure can make the user more at ease, with less mental control.

Spiritual phase is the "spirit" of Taoism, which allows monks to have a Taoism that is completely independent and generally has its most suitable supporting facilities.

Feng Baizhou's pupils shrank and he lost his voice: "Holy Spirit? You are not Gu Wen! You are just a distant relative of the Gu family, and there is no way you can come into contact with the method of cultivation!"

There must be a level of comparison among all things. Among all things, the Five Elements are the source of all things. Among them, the most superior one is the Five Elements Holy Spirit of Sanqing Taoism.

But how could Gu Wen have the method to refine the Five Holy Spirits, and how to do it?

At the beginning, none of their main veins were left behind, just because they were afraid that someone would have the qualifications to practice and hide their cultivation in secret. You must know that those who can refine the Tao Foundation are all natural, and they will basically not be exposed if they don't take the initiative to use their magic power.

In the land of immortality, everyone is a genius, both contemporary and past, but there is no waste.

So Gu Wen was a chosen mortal. At least before that night five years ago, he was just an ordinary person.

And today I have surpassed myself?!
Chapter completed!
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