012 Western Jin Dynasty

A bodyguard didn't pay attention to him, and the previous leader shouted, "Catch him." The blades in the hands of the guards around greeted Yang Zifan one after another.

"Don't blame me."

The bodyguard's cultivation was very different from his cultivation. Yang Zifan made a move, and the vitality around his body broke out, and his figure dispersed in an instant.

"Clap"

In a crisp voice, the guards flew out one by one like sandbags, and a large open space was empty around Yang Zifan in just a few seconds.

Even the leader of the bodyguard fell to the ground with a blue nose and a swollen face and suffered a lot of punches and feet.

"Open the door." Yang Zifan stared at the remaining guards like a demon god.

The bodyguard was so scared that he retreated repeatedly. One of them was stared at by Yang Zifan and said tremblingly, "The stone gate is closed, and we can't open it."

He looked at the other one again, with the intention of asking.

"Yes, we can't control the stone gate." The bodyguard said quickly with a pale face.

"Get out of here." Yang Zifan was furious and turned around. He ignited a blazing fire and hit the stone gate fiercely.

"Bang."

Dust is flying.

A hole was opened in the stone door.

Yang Zifan stood in a small dark room, but there was no trace of the old man.

Seeing this, the bodyguard was so scared that his face turned pale and quickly fled. The stone gate was made of special ore that could not be broken by masters during the robbery. How could he knock it open suddenly?

The shadow flashed, and Yang Zifan, who rushed into the dark room, suddenly appeared on the head of a bodyguard and gently patted him on the shoulder.

The bodyguard was shocked and fainted.

Yang Zifan grabbed his head and appeared in front of another stronger bodyguard, saying hello with a smile on his face.

The strong bodyguard, when he saw Yang Zifan's bright smile, only regarded it as the devil's smile. His legs trembled with fear, and a strange smell permeated the air.

"What a pile of waste." Yang Zifan pinched his nose and lifted him, threw it into the small dark room, and asked, "How to start the formation?"

The strong bodyguard shook his head with big eyes.

"Damn it!" Yang Zifan really couldn't figure out what they could do and scolded, "What are you doing here every day?"

"Small...small...small is just a doorman."

"Get out of here." Yang Zifan shouted and threw him out. He turned around and looked at the formation on the ground. He really couldn't figure out how to start it.

There was a jump in his left eye for no reason. He looked up and saw a yellow orange cloud floating in the dark sky. The silk fairy spirit was mixed in the vitality. Although it was still few, it could not escape Yang Zifan's consciousness.

"The fairy is coming." Yang Zifan's first thought was like this.

He quickly appeared outside the house and pulled up the semi-comatose Mo Ke and said, "Brother, you're okay!"

Moke nodded in pain and tried to stand up. Yang Zifan carried him on his shoulder and said, "The fairy is here. There's no other way. If something happens to Moke, don't blame me."

After saying that, he rushed into the small dark room and raised his palms, and the cyan luster swam at his fingertips like fog.

"Break it for me." Yang Zifan slapped on the strange five-angle array, and the cyan light poured into the array like running water.

If you can't find the method to start, it will be hard.

In extraordinary times, only extraordinary means can be used.

The green lotus, as powerful as Yang Zifan, kept pouring into the ground. The soil cracked and dust flew, and even the city walls began to shake.

"Kka."

It seems to work.

The five-pointed star array lit up a large yellow light. Yang Zifan was overjoyed and patted Moke's head and said, "It's done, it's done! Brother, we are saved."

Just when the formation in the small dark room started, a guard who fled outside boldly glanced behind him and suddenly saw a figure above the gap between the rock wall, with two star-like Guan Ze in his hand.

If they have good eyesight, they must be able to see clearly that it is the old man in the small dark room, but they don't know what means he used to climb on the light blue prohibition and won't touch it.

This prohibition is left by people with great magical power in the sky, that is, ordinary immortals will die when they encounter it, but he is completely fine, with a proud smile on his face, carefully controlling the lightning between his hands.

The thunder light turned into a small round ball and stuck together with the blue ban, making him look like four small round balls on his hands and feet, sending him to the ban little by little.

The yellow light on the ground caught his attention. He looked down and looked at the thicker yellow clouds behind him and said, "It happened that it was just right. God helped me."

He stared up at the middle of the blue ban and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "You guys in the virtual world, can the old man let you run away?"

After saying that, he raised his right hand very carefully and raised his index finger, as if he were swearing. A dark cloud floated from the sky, and he looked at the ground.

Yang Zifan in the small dark room was eager to leave. He didn't notice that there was a person crawling on his head, and he was also thinking about himself. The fairy spirit floating in the air became stronger and stronger. The Western Jin Dynasty fairy would appear immediately. He looked at the light on the ground and did not dare to be careless.

The spirit of the green lotus kept pouring into the five-pointed star array, and one, two, three, four, and even the fifth in the small dark room began to be wrapped in a thin layer of yellow light.

Yang Zifan shouted: "Kei."

The five arrays are bright.

"Moker, let's go."

The light of the five magic arrays gathered together, and a door gradually formed in the middle of the small dark room. Yang Zifan could already see the flowers and plants over there.

He was overjoyed and rushed to the door with Moke on his back.

Almost at the same time, the two fingers raised by the old man on the blue ban fell tacitly.

The dark clouds in the sky twisted into lightning with the thickness of their arms.

The target is the small dark house.

The old man's casting method is extremely smart. Even if Yang Zifan has learned the power of the door source, he has no sense of lightning at all.

Stone bricks cracked, lightning flashed, yellow light splashed, and the city gate collapsed.

The five-pointed array shattered under the great destructive power of lightning.

Yang Zifan remained so dull that he was even unconscious of the flying stones hitting his body.

The five-pointed array was destroyed.

Hope is also ruined.

In front of my eyes, at the moment of success.

Lonely? Angry? Sadness?

These extreme words in the world can no longer describe Yang Zifan's mood.

He slowly turned his head, looked at Moke, who had fallen into a coma, and said to himself, "Don't worry, I'll take you out of here."

After saying these nutritious words, he raised his head again, staring at the falling stone soil with dark eyes, and behind the soil he locked someone on the blue prohibition.

It's like a beast staring at its prey.

Anger burns.

"Boom."

A huge explosion came, and the whole land under the rock wall raised a head because of his momentum, and the soil and stones confused people's vision.

A mass of dust bulged high from the middle.

Yang Zifan, who turned into a fireman, rushed into the sky like a god of murder, and his momentum had never been so strong.

"I'll kill you."

His anger covered all his cognition, and at this moment he just wanted to kill the old man.

When the old man saw his momentum, his face changed slightly and quickly pointed to the air and said, "You'd better deal with him first!"

The yellow clouds in the sky rolled quickly, and the Western Jin Dynasty was about to come out.

Yang Zifan doesn't care about these. When he pointed to the sky, there was a fire flying and a hot breath turned the flying dust into nothingness.

"The original method." The old man's eyes jumped, did not dare to be careless, and quickly climbed up to the blue ban.

Yang Zifan raised his fingers and collected them from the top to the bottom.

The vitality on all sides quickly gathered on the old man's zenith, and the sky shook, and a big mountain suddenly fell somewhere.

The old man's face changed greatly, put his hands together, and said, "Five Thunder Tianzun, it's as urgent as the order."

A flash of lightning melted in the palm of his hand, which was full of power, and the mountain summoned by Yang Zifan burst into pieces.

Yang Zifan has appeared on the old man's head with a broken formula at this moment, and his hand fell down, and the invisible and colored air was strangely pressed down.

The old man turned pale and raised his hand to block it.

His body sank, and the four thunder beads under him fell more than ten feet, causing the blue prohibition to shake.

He finally felt Yang Zifan's unusualness and asked, "Whose apprentice are you?"

With his feet in the sky, Yang Zifan, who patted with one hand, raised his empty left palm and waved it left and right. The vitality around him turned into a sharp blade-like wind and roared by.

The old man's hands were facing each other and had no time to pull out his spare strength. The corners of his eyes saw the broken stones flying around by the wind one after another, and his face turned white to black. He cursed, "Do you think I'm a vegetarian?"

The voice just fell, and a purple lightning jumped on his body.

The reason why it jumps is that the purple lightning seems to be spiritual. As soon as it appears, it bends and jumps to the side of the old man like a snake, with thunder on its body and changes into a small black iron hammer and a black iron chisel.

The chisel flew up and the hammer hit the handle.

"Stab."

Countless lightning flashed and rushed to Yang Zifan's palm.

"Break." Yang Zifan did not want to give up the opportunity to kill the old man, so he broke the secret and jumped out.

Thunder dissipates.

The small hammer was raised again and fell again.

There was no thunder this time, but a thunderbolt.

The sound was extremely huge, as if hundreds of thunders hit his ear at the same time.

The huge sound made him dizzy, and his hand was loosened, and he couldn't even hold the original method.

The vitality around him flew away and returned to his place without his control.

"Eat me again!" The old man shouted loudly and slapped Yang Zifan on the cloud that almost turned into a wave.

The mountain stone that fell four times turned into pieces under the action of the magic weapon, and he quickly slid towards the middle of the blue prohibition.

Yang Zifan roared in his ears and was still in the fog. A huge force pushed him into a soft thing. He quickly shook his head and woke up a lot.

At this time, he found that the old man had left him and moved towards the blue ban.

He shouted loudly and wanted to rush down again. Suddenly, there was a murderous atmosphere in his head, and more evil spirits emerged in the murderous atmosphere, and his sensitive consciousness jumped wildly, which was a murderous spirit with fairy spirit.

Yang Zifan did not dare to neglect and quickly moved away.

But at the moment of flashing, another murderous atmosphere came from the back.

Yang Zifan used the word formula again.

"Move, move, move..."

The more than ten moves still did not avoid the murderous atmosphere behind him.

Yang Zifan was irritable for a while. He turned back and threw down the old man and slapped the thing behind him.

"Boh."

It's like slapting on the ball, and the strength on the palm of the hand bounces back.

Yang Zifan was stunned to see the whole picture of the thing.

is a small orange cloud, bulging, jumping in the air, and the spirit of immortality on the body is strong and pure.

"Western Jin Dynasty Immortals? Jin Xian?" Two question marks popped up in Yang Zifan's mind. How could the clouds be immortals?

At the moment when he doubted, the little cloud quickly grew, grew arms, legs and feet, and became a chubby doll.

Yang Zifan shuddered when he saw this scene. Jin Xian was not able to deal with it, but the other party's breath had been firmly locked in him and it was absolutely impossible to escape.

"Little guy, how can a pure Taoist cultivation be mixed with the virtual world demons?" The sound of the little doll opening its mouth is old and majestic, which is completely inconsistent with his figure.

Yang Zifan listened a little awkwardly, and the corners of his eyes had been paying attention to the old man's every move. In his eyes, there was only one enemy now.

Jin Xian, if he can hide, he has changed several thoughts in a row in his heart.

The little doll turned his eyes and said, "Little guy, answer the question quickly. Don't be blind."

Yang Zifan quickly said seriously, "The Great Immortal of the Western Jin Dynasty also came to Cuixin Lake. I wanted to leave here. I met him along the way, but I didn't expect the two of them to collude and frame me and the virtual world demons will be together. The old man also blew up the passage with thunder. Now he climbs on the blue prohibition and doesn't know what to do. ."

While lying, he blamed all his sins on the old man, trying to turn enemies into friends.

"Why didn't I see the old man you mentioned?" There was a trace of doubt on the face of the Western Jin Dynasty fairy doll.

Yang Zifan turned his head and his heart thumped. The scars on the rock wall were still the same, the prohibition was still the same, and the old man who was like a mosquito on the light blue light screen disappeared.

The old man disappeared, completely disappeared, and his consciousness could not be felt. He was just on the blue light screen.

What the hell is going on?

Yang Zifan's face was as pale as earth. At this time, he felt that he had fallen into a trap, but he didn't know where the trap along the way would lead.

"Female-yellow." A trace of anger appeared on the face of the Western Jin Dynasty.

It's murderous.

Yang Zifan's heart moved and turned into a virtual shadow. Two blade-like clouds crossed between his virtual shadows. The golden fairy's methods were impenetrable.

"Quickly, what's going on? What are you going to do with the virtual demons to the earth? The pink lips of the Western Jin Dynasty spit out a sentence word by word.

Yang Zifan can't answer or tell.

"Is it related to the rupture of the seal of the boundary gate a few days ago?" The Great Immortal of the Western Jin Dynasty asked again.

Yang Zifan doesn't know what the boundary seal is, and he can't answer.

"It's a pity, young man, you didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you." The Western Jin Dynasty had a very painful look and raised his chubby little hand.

Clouds fly in the sky, and the light of yellow and orange almost covers the color of the blue sky.

"The art of Yunmium." Fingers fell.

The clouds flew and hit Yang Zifan one by one.

Although it is something that can be seen anytime and anywhere, Yang Zifan did not dare to be careless and dodged repeatedly in the hands of Jin Xian.

The Western Jin Dynasty fairy did not seem to be in a hurry. He danced the clouds all the way, and the clouds above his head accumulated more and more.

Yang Zifan dodged to the left and dodged one, and the other one flew. In the air, a thousand-year-old iron pine was pulled out and smashed. One flew under his feet, and the sky fire spewed it from the soles of his feet and burned it to ashes.

The broken, broken and burned clouds floated everywhere for a while. Yang Zifan didn't care at all and was still hiding from the emerging clouds.

The Great Immortal of the Western Jin Dynasty put his finger away, and his left palm was tight.

Four useless clouds were suddenly implicated by some power and flew towards Yang Zifan in the lightning and flint.

Yang Zifan was shocked and dodged in a hurry, but he still stuck one on his feet, and his body sank. The usual light clouds suddenly carried the weight of a thousand pounds and almost dragged him down.

He said that he was not good. Just as he wanted to kick away the sticky clouds on his feet, the clouds in all directions surged again. He was very embarrassed when he did not have a thousand pounds on his body before, let alone now.

One cloud after another stuck to him.

a thousand catties

two thousand pounds

three thousand catties

......

A time out of control, more than a hundred clouds wrapped Yang Zifan tightly.

"Add it to me." The Great Immortal of the Western Jin Dynasty was a little surprised by his endurance. Thousands of pounds of clouds turned into 10,000 pounds in an instant. Yang Zifan couldn't stand it anymore. He was pressed to the ground by the clouds and smashed a big pit.

With a million pounds of weight, he can only breathe and don't even have the strength to lift his fingers.

The great fairy of the Western Jin Dynasty stepped on the clouds and looked at Yang Zifan, who was tightly wrapped in the clouds in the big pit and said, "To be honest, why do you take a virtual demon back to the mortal world?"

Yang Zifan tried to raise his head, but he couldn't do it at all. He stared at the immortals of the Western Jin Dynasty. At this moment, it was also an extravagant thing to want to fight the beasts. He looked sideways at Moke, who had been submerged in the sand and stone, and there was a burst of pain in his heart. He raised his head and exhausted himself. The whole body smiled and said, "Do you really want to know?"

But the smile is a little deformed no matter how you look at it.

"say." The Western Jin Dynasty stared at him and took two steps closer.

Yang Zifan stared at his baby face and said slowly word by word, "He...is...my...friend...friend..."

"You." The Great Fairy of the Western Jin Dynasty didn't expect to get such an answer. He was furious, and the yellow luster in the sky shook: "Look for death." He threw down two words coldly and pinched his palm.

The weight of the cloud suddenly increased, and it pressed Yang Zifan's heart in a way that violated gravity.

How could a mortal's fragile heart withstand such power? Yang Zifan shouted in pain and tried to raise his body, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him. Blood gushed out uncontrollably, which was caused by great pressure in his heart.