Do you really have to go alone?

Just as Yuan Qingsu was about to rush out, this idea suddenly popped up.

Whether it is [Muhua Kai Yeji] or the foothills of the White Horse Mountain, they are all fighting under the care of Shenlin Yuzi.

No matter how dangerous it was at that time, there would never be any danger of death.

What if I am killed by myself now?

The other party doesn't seem too strong, but the Thousand Mile Desert collapses because of the small ant hole, let alone the fragile life.

Yuan Qingsu thought a lot in a blink of an eye.

He suddenly smiled. These emotions were like a person in the deep mountains at night, worried that he would not know when the monster would appear next time, his inner fear and nostalgia for life.

But the monsters will face it sooner or later, and people will die sooner or later. I dare not go on this time. Should I live forever under the protection of Shen Lin Yuzi?

The witch never lived past twenty-five years old, and she could not protect herself.

Fear of disappearing, but taking risks does not mean recklessness, so he sent a message to the Shen Lin Yuzi, who is now in the evening class.

"It's a long time, it's a long time, it's a big or floating."

Like a candlelight swaying, golden divine power is inspiring in the night wind.

The night breeze was blowing, Yuan Qingsu was full of passion and blood, and his eyes shot towards the place where the gray divine power disappeared.

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In the field of vision, neon lights turned into bands of light, Hanyu took a few corners and moved forward quickly with the wind.

The information summary this month must be delivered to the team leader as soon as possible.

After running all the way, I could already see the walls in the distance, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I despise the overly cautious elderly people in the group for a while.

Of course he knew the rules: except for the day when the monster appears, if you dare to use divine power in public, you will be treated as an anti-human practitioner, and anyone has the right to kill it on the spot.

For decent practitioners, they are busy practicing every day and deal with battles that don’t know when will come, so they have no time to wander outside.

A practitioner who lives so leisurely will die long ago.

As he approached the wall, Hanyu slowly stopped to Yufeng and was about to put away his divine power when a gust of wind suddenly blew up from behind.

Before he could turn his head, he caught a glimpse of a golden divine power in his eyes.

God Witch!

He was so scared that his heart almost popped out of his mouth, his face pale.

The divine powers of practitioners are of various colors, but most of them are mainly red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple, which are deep or shallow. However, from ancient times to the present, only the divine witches have possessed the golden color.

Hanyu turned his head and ran away, but the opponent came in a fierce manner. In a hurry, he was still hit in the back.

It's over.

The blood and blood surging, and if the back is hit by a giant tree, the eyes will be filled with stars.

Hanyu rolled continuously on the ground, and although it was so painful that he could not breathe, his heart was full of doubts and joy.

Not a witch!

After being hit by the magic witch, the team leader of the Songxian level would be seriously injured. If he had been a meat paste, how could he have been slightly injured?

The other party should have used the "False Shape" like him.

But do you dare to use the expression of the divine witch? Are you afraid of your life?

A burning pain came from his back, and Yu Sheng suddenly guessed the other party’s thought: the first thing he thought was to run away, not fight back.

The moment he saw the golden divine power, he was so scared that he only dared to run away, and had no idea of ​​fighting back.

The fist was blowing, and the opponent rushed over again.

"Stop! I'm an official!" he shouted:

"Official?" The voice was thick, and it sounded like a man in his thirties.

"That's right! I have a special task, have you not received the notice?" He was happy and was proud of his inspiration.

At the same time, secretly accumulating divine power. As long as the opponent relaxes, he will immediately strike back.

"That won't let you live!"

"What?"

Hanyu was surprised that he had not appeared on his face. His golden divine power expanded like a firework exploded, and his huge fists rushed towards him.

Before he could think too much, he raised his hand to fight back.

"boom!"

The nearby houses shaking and the glass shattered all over the floor.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already punched more than a dozen times, and the waves of divine power were scattered and inspired.

In this state, the "fake curse" cannot be maintained at all, just like an actor cannot act in a complete drama in one go, there are always places where emotions are not in place.

The gray divine power on Hanyu's body faded away, and the light green divine power wrapped around his body.

"Earthquake! Earthquake!"

"Run!"

"It's a small earthquake. Find a place to hide and it will pass soon!"

"It's another earthquake. Are you upset? I'm still playing games."

The residents nearby were in a commotion and turned a blind eye to the dazzling light of divine power.

After a few moves, Hanyu had already figured out this person with unknown origin.

In addition to the Wind Control Mantra, no other mantra is used, and it all depends on the power of the Vajra Glazed Mantra and its own divine power.

Now that there has been a commotion, we must fight quickly and kill this man.

Thinking of this, his spell changed, and his fist, which was originally like steel, suddenly turned into a blade.

"Die!" He opened his eyes wide and slashed hard at the wrists of the fists.

Yuan Qingsu had a huge pain and subconsciously thought his hand was broken.

When he wanted to be disabled, he was not afraid, but instead ignited a violent impulse, like a red flame.

Kill him!

Yuan Qingsu roared, and his arm seemed to suddenly release its powerful bowstring and swept forward.

Hanyu didn't expect that he was suddenly stabbed by himself and did not retreat at all. His pursuit of victory became a door-to-door.

With a "boom", Hanyu was swept away by his arm and smashed into a two-story office building.

The building collapsed instantly, but fortunately the people inside had already gotten off work.

In the eyes of residents, the sudden collapse of the building was entirely due to the earthquake, so they hurriedly hid far away.

The crowds on this street that were waiting for the earthquake to pass disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yuan Qingsu looked at his wrist, and a deep blood mark was flowing out of it.

If you didn’t live in the White Mountain Shrine, you could practice it every day and your divine power would make rapid progress;

If it weren't for the time when building a house, the Vajra Glazed Curse broke through, and his hands had now fallen to the ground.

His anger gushed like a volcano, but his mind calmed down.

Staring at the smoke and dust rising from the collapse of the building, Yuan Qingsu was calm and ready to give up hiding his identity and directly use the thunder curse.

At this moment, a flame suddenly ignited all over his body, burning every muscle.

"Ah!" Yuan Qingsu couldn't help but moan.

When I thought it was the other party’s spell, another cold breath like snow water poured on my muscles.

One hot and the other cold, the body swells and shrinks.

It was hot and cold again, and the body swelled and shrank again.

"Ah——" Yuan Qingsu roared to the sky.

Repeatedly, every time the body shrinks, the overall size is one point larger. Until the last shrinkage ends, the source decimonia has become five times the normal.

At first, it was twice as fast as a floor, but now it was five times taller than the two-story building that was knocked down.

Endless strength surged up, and the golden divine power was plated on his solid body, like a Buddhist Vajra.

Yuan Qingsu does not understand Buddhism, and does not know that he has maintained his anger and calmness at the same time and entered the "Red Lotus" of Buddhism.

At the foot of the White Horse Mountain, Wan Zuogang talked about his miserable experience of his wife and daughter, but that was still three years ago. Although he was still angry, he was able to control himself a little.

In addition, during the past three years, he has listened to Buddhism every once in a while. In addition, the environment is cold and heavy snow, Yuan Qingsu is obviously not his opponent on the surface, and his mentality is not in a hurry. He has entered the unattainable "Red Lotus".
To be continued...