With medium-sized talent and decades of polishing, most martial artists can open up the seven springs. As long as there are enough Five Seas Pills, a large number of Five Seas Martial Arts Martial Arts can be cultivated.

The Qianwei General rode "One Day of Snow" and rode a giant chicken-headed tiger-body soul beast with a seven-meter-long height. He slowly walked out of the patrol guards. He looked at the two pieces of Wang Shu's corpse on the ground, his face was as cold as ice, and he had never felt as heartache as today.

He wanted to save Wang Shu, but in the end he did not dare to disobey his master's order.

"Wow!"

A day after snow was the great true teaching. The external phenomena of the Taoist heart were released and turned into a thick white cloud of Dharma energy, suppressing Li Wei and the other two, making them unable to move.

This is the strength of the Great True Teaching!

In any state in Lingxiao habitat, there are many powerful people.

"Lock it up and take it back to the Tianli Palace." Yiju ordered.

"Ha ha!"

The laughter of Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun came from far to near.

In an instant, the two of them appeared from the top of Lingji Mountain to the bottom of the mountain. They looked like two round wheels, driving the wind and fog, which was much smarter than the king's technique.

"Master Qianwei, the murder of the Son of God is a major case, and it should be the responsibility of our Kurong Palace." Sikong Jingyuan said.

One day, snow was on Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun, and felt the fluctuations of Dao Lian's breath.

It is obvious that these two fifth sons of the gods have experienced in the Dead's Secret Realm, their cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and they have entered the fourth level of the Taoist realm.

How could Xue, Yi Chu, knowing their intentions, hold her fists and salute: "Two sons of gods, the deceased is my junior brother. The Tianli Palace and the patrol guard will never let the murderer go. Please give me some face."

Sikong Yanlun said bluntly: "Since it's your junior brother, why did you hide before and not save him?"

Sikong Jingyuan smiled and said, "I heard from that Li Weishi that Wang Shu killed many fellow disciples during his lifetime, and there must be a major case here. The Kurong Palace must investigate this matter to the end. So I'm really sorry, I can't give you this face!"

"Reward and punishment are the duties of the Hall of Rebirth."

Sikong Jingyuan and Sikong Yanlun shuttled between the patrol guards and walked into the open space in the center, with their eyes falling to the three people who were suppressed by the snowy road for a day.

What's different is that Sikong Jingyuan, who was smiling slightly, stared at the six strange insects and ghost flags.

Sikong Yanlun was eager to see and wandered on Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan.

Yijue's tone of voice sank: "If you can't capture the murderer, Ben Qianwei may not be able to go back and report his life."

"That's your business!"

Sikong Yanlun opened his arms and condensed a magic wheel between his hands. After being beaten out, it rotated at a high speed. The wind was as strong as a knife, crushing the outside of the Taoist heart that had snow for a day by one foot, and snatching people directly.

"Boom!"

A daytime snow snorted, and the spear in her hand pierced out, shattering the magic wheel, turning it into a cloud of cold fog.

Three hundred patrol guards raised their spears and urged their armor. Then a battle formation condensed above their heads, and dense scriptures were flying in the formation.

In an instant, both sides were tense and the atmosphere was solemn.

"stop!"

A young scolding came from mid-air.

Everyone on the ground was dizzy and shaking by the power contained in the sound, as if a divine thunder exploded in their minds.

"call!"
Chapter completed!