The wind howled, and the slanting raindrops fell from the sky with a crackling sound. It washed the earth! The entire Jinhuang Pavilion seemed to be shrouded in the rain, and the rain made it bloom with countless haze! The suspended pavilion, the curtains drooped and danced wildly, in the whistling airflow caused by the heavy rain, it was like a group of twisted dragons dancing. Simu Bai's face was pale, and his face was full of tears, like a young lady who had suffered all kinds of grievances, and would cry to death if she was touched a little. He sat in the suspended pavilion that he had booked long ago. As one of the three sons of Fei Lei, he didn't need to book in advance before, but since he was severely injured by the mysterious monk and his divinity was reduced, and the news that his old grandfather was severely injured and his divine foundation was almost broken spread... He now needs to book in advance to come to Jinhuang Pavilion. The charcoal stove boiled hot water, rolling up and down. He put the best spring tea into the pot. The fried dry tea stretched out instantly, and the green meaning bloomed like a flower. The strong tea fragrance was intertwined with the wind and water vapor in the hall.
Simu Bai's eyes were low, even a little ferocious. Guo Zhan was dead... He was severely injured, his divinity was knocked down, and he fell into the realm of "nurturing nature like a river". This made him angry and sad... But this was not the most uncomfortable thing for him. When it rained, his own old master Shenji chased the murderer for him... and chased him to the strange temple in the outer city. As a result, he was severely injured, and his Shenji was on the verge of breaking, and he was almost crippled. If he did not use the power of Shenji in this life, he could still live for a few years and shock the Feilei families, but once he used it, he would die. The worst thing was that the news that the old master's Shenji was damaged was spread in Feilei City. The Yang family, the Xu family, the An family, the government... all stared at the Si family, which was about to lose its old master, as if they were looking at a piece of roasted fat meat. "The divine cultivator who attacked me, the [Angry Prince] of the Four Imperials level, could not have come from Feilei City. He must be from the Divine Sect..." "According to the date, the Divine Sect should send people to recruit spiritual children in another year, but the changes in the Lingying Sect and the Weird Temple... The Divine Sect must have noticed something, so it is understandable that they sent people early." "Feile City is just a small city after all. The [Crying Ghost Suppression] I practiced is already the best divine method in Feilei City, but it is only at the Nine Lights level. Compared with the Four Imperials... it is too much, too much..." Si Mubai clenched his fists. He was obviously very angry, but tears could not stop flowing from his eyes. Once upon a time, he forced Zhao Chuanxiong to be bait to catch the Bull Demon. But now, as if it was a retribution, he was forced to be the bait... At this moment, Si Mubai also understood Zhao Chuanxiong's feelings. Being the bait...you may be eaten at any time. The kind of hanging your life on the hook, wandering on the edge of life and death... It really tests your state of mind and courage. Si Mubai forced himself to calm down, but when he picked up the bowl of tea that the beautiful courtesan personally poured for him, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, betraying his mood. The curtain was raised and fell... Raised and fell again.
But when it was raised again, around Jinhuang Pavilion, one after another, masked figures seemed to appear out of thin air, and the tyrannical divinity burst out from their bodies. There were sword lights flowing, which made people full of thoughts, there were rages like Buddha, and there were horrors like decorated Vajra. They wore all kinds of masks, including tigers, leopards, goats... Perhaps it was because of the storm caused by the cute cow mask of the murderer Niu Mo. Now, those who commit crimes in Feilei City under an assumed name are used to wearing a mask. Si Mubai looked at these people, but his hands stopped shaking, and he seemed to be crying and laughing. "Xu Heli, An Ruosu, Yang Kaihe...Don't think that I don't know who you are just because you wear masks." "I can recognize your divinity even if you turn into ashes. Wearing masks is just deceiving yourself." "Since you dare to come and encroach on my Si family, why don't you dare to be upright?" Si Mubai said coldly. However, no matter how he scolded and questioned, only his voice echoed between heaven and earth. No one answered him. Si Mubai's eyes flashed fiercely, and the next moment, nine palm-sized wooden sculptures of crying spirit babies slipped out of his sleeve pockets and were suspended in the air when he threw them. "Since you're here... let's all die!" At the moment when the nine spiritual infant wood carvings were thrown out. Si Mubai's white clothes flew up, and the whole person quickly fell down and crashed into the rain curtain. The divine fluctuations burst out, and he performed the divine secret method. The whole person was like a tear sliding down his cheek, blending into the rain. Fleeing quickly towards the outside of Jinhuang Pavilion! Si Mubai only had one idea at this moment! Escape! Bait, you also have to save yourself! Let the two Tongmai warriors and the nine spiritual infant ghosts entangle them. He only needs to run for his life! The Si family is finished... And he only needs to take the old man's divine base fragments, escape from the inner city, go to the outer city, and contact and reunite with the agreed spiritual infant sect... The Si family will have a chance to make a comeback! He. Can live!
... Jinhuang Pavilion is in chaos. Powerful divine fluctuations emanated from it, and four huge phantoms like millstones appeared across the sky... The rain seemed to be condensed, and not a single drop fell. It was like four gods fighting in the sky, four millstones shaped like the sun in the sky, dispelling the darkness, and in the human spirit, it was extremely bright! All the ordinary people in Jinhuang Pavilion suffered. Their emotions were mobilized, fluctuating violently, crying, laughing, or angry... being tortured in every way, out of control, like a devout believer, whose seven emotions were manipulated. After the intense emotional ups and downs, blood flowed from the mouth and nose and fainted. Those who were unlucky died on the spot. When the divine base monks fought, ordinary people... were naturally in trouble. Raindrops the size of soybeans fell on the bluestone road, making a continuous "pa pa" sound. The chaos in Jinhuang Pavilion lasted for an unknown period of time, just like this sudden thunderstorm, accompanied by roars, washing and falling, without stopping, but getting bigger and bigger. Li Che was in the dark alley, wearing a bamboo hat, letting the rain wash over him. He stared at the Jinhuang Pavilion, watching the battle of the God Base from afar, and his heart was slightly heavy... The God Base cultivators are really powerful. The divine manipulation makes people's will unable to contend with it, and they have absolute crushing power over those of lower status. No wonder once they achieve the God Base, their status in the city is supreme, and they can create a family. The control of the divine particles that are everywhere between heaven and earth by the God Base cultivators is far beyond imagination, and every move has unpredictable power. Even the blood exchange warriors, to use a more vivid description, are just like ants. Such a battle... Li Che did not choose to enter the Jinhuang Pavilion, but hid outside and watched the situation. The place he chose to hibernate was the road from the inner city to the outer city. If Si Mubai could escape alive, this road was his only way. If he was not dead, Si Mubai would definitely leave the city from here... Li Che could observe the situation and selectively take action. Suddenly. Li Che's [Pure Heart] in his chest suddenly beat up, and he felt the strong divine fluctuations sweeping across the world, and the world was filled with wailing and sorrow. [Angry Crying Ghost Suppressing] Divinity! Li Che narrowed his eyes, and his blood and qi became more and more restrained, but his eyes were as sharp as lightning and he was observing intently, with doubts in his heart... Soon, he found that the accumulated water on the ground had bulged into an undetectable water bag, gathering extremely strong angry crying divinity, and breaking through the waves along the long street at an extremely fast speed! If it weren't for the [Pure Heart] Dao Fruit's sensing and capturing of divinity, relying only on his own martial arts cultivation... Li Che would not have found it at all!
Someone escaped! Escaped by melting into the water... Such a strange method must be a divine cultivator. Who is it? At this critical moment, he needs to escape, and he also has such a strong [Angry Crying Ghost Suppressing] divinity... It's probably Si Mubai! Is it him? Regardless of whether it's him... Anyone who needs to escape at this critical moment, Li Che will not let go! I would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go! Li Che only felt that the world had quieted down, and the [Dragon Elephant King Kong] in his chest was beating like a bell and a drum! He had perfected the Six Moves Blood Exchange Method, and his blood and qi were boiling! In a snap of a finger! Li Che's hidden breath was instantly torn apart, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his skinny body suddenly swelled and stretched! His nine tendons trembled like an angry dragon, and his muscles and bones roared like a tiger! The elastic clothes bulged instantly, and every inch of exposed skin seemed to be glowing, revealing the dark blue blood vessels under the membrane! His eyes were even more blazing, like two suns! Like the angry eyes of gods and Buddhas! The second shackles were opened! The angry King Kong! Hisss, hiss, hiss... The heavy rain soaked him, and his hot blood evaporated in an instant! Li Che took out the cute cow mask and covered his face... His spirit was like a recumbent god or Buddha, and he stood up in an instant, his spirit rushing to the sky! Then, he stepped hard! The water in the alley was silent at first, and after Li Che rushed out, the thick water on the bluestone slabs was lifted up one after another, nine feet high! Thunder exploded in the dark clouds! When the thunder disappeared! Li Che had already appeared above a group of fiery divine small bags hidden in the thick water on the long street, like a swimming fish! His body smashed the wind and rain, and the two eyes under the cute cow mask glanced down coldly and ruthlessly, and the high-raised soles of his feet were raging with violent blood and internal energy... He stepped hard!
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