Chapter 72 The east wind is drifting and the divine rain

The flash is only for a moment, perhaps just a moment of blinking, but the darkness of the cell, a trace of strange color in the thick darkness, and it is not the faint light transformed by the flies, which is particularly eye-catching.

The Qimiao Dantian gas sea thumped, as if it were a reservoir that opened the sluice. For a moment, the surging cold water and true air surged out like a pouring tide and flowed to the eight veins of the strange meridians. He had a little luck and felt that his skills had recovered, but unexpectedly, at this time, the squat shouted loudly:

"Ky, if you want to save the imprisoned disciples of Xiaoyaozong, give me the Xiaoyao Order!"

This simple and secluded, wood-carved and lacquered Xiaoyao order is a token of the suzerain, and it is also the control array used by Xiaoyao's ancestor when he arranged this six-knowledge Dingjia array. Qi Miao could not be used. He didn't know that the Jiuhua Taoist and Wang Qisheng fought fiercely, which inspired the six-knowledge Dingjia array, and because Xiaoyao Ling was here, this array itself There are many changes, but there is no clue about the rules. At this time, he can't help but hesitate to ask him for this token.

After all, the dragonfly was previously standing on Yin Tiantong's side and one of the founders of this array. Although he would not use this free order, he inevitably told lies. Wouldn't it be terrible if he got the free order and used it to deal with his own people?

I can see what he was hesitating about. He couldn't help but be a little anxious. He patted his chest and promised, "You boy, I had no choice but to cooperate with Yin Tiantong before. Now I just want to go out smoothly and find a place to be worshipped in Xiaoyao Sect. Xiaoyao, who killed me in those years, is dead. I treat you. Such a junior doesn't have that much hatred. Just be obedient and write down the past!"

Qi Miao was silent, and was still thinking about it in his heart. He was probably afraid of delaying the opportunity. He only heard him shout loudly: "Boy, although the six-knowledge Dingjia array is stimulated by itself, but I am the designer of this array, and I have been trapped for a long time at this time. I know that now it is to save your brothers. At the best time, if you don't agree, I'm afraid that the situation will change for a while and get out of my control. It will be difficult to find them again!"

"Alas..." Qi Miao sighed and shouted, "Okay!"

Then, he took out a thing from his arms, pushed out a breeze, and sent it to the straw floating in mid-air.

A glow appeared in the spiritual wood Zhenqi, and suddenly followed the Xiaoyao order that vaguely scattered the aura fluctuation, and took it back into the Lingmu Zhenqi. Among them, the wandering soul received this token, stretched out for a moment, and sighed, "Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, do you know today's story..."

Hearing this, Qimiao's heart suddenly tightened, and the wind thundered up in his left hand. The righteousness of the soldiers and thunder had quietly condensed, waiting for only one blow. You know, the power of this lightning is the most feared thing of all evil laws. Previously, when he fought with Tianmu, he retreated the ghost hand summoned by his people with this thunder righteousness.

However, the slug just glanced at him and shouted, "Kid, remember that you can't break both walls and run to the adjacent room without the protection of Xiaoyao, otherwise there will be terrible consequences..."

"What will happen? Qi Miao was puzzled, but the lightning power on her left hand still refused to let go.

The slumsy was probably because of the time was urgent. He just waved his hand and told him not to say more. First, he listened to his explanation carefully and then listened to him and said, "Don't leave in this monk's room. If I guess correctly, this room will disappear four times. For the fourth time, you will come out of it, and I will take it. Several of your brothers came to see you..."

After saying that, the green light ball was parading on his body made preparations for a sprint. When he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Kid, your name is Qi Miao?"

"Yes! Qi Miao nodded.

"Okay, I remember..." Without saying a word, the green light danced into a ball, and unexpectedly hit the wall on the right side of Qimiao.

"Senior, what should you do with your original body?" Qimiao hurriedly called after this green light mass.

"It's also to feed the dog, burn it!" Before the words fell, the stalk had gone into the wall like a flash of lightning.

Qimeiao was stunned for half a sound. Looking at the disappearance of the wind and fire, a wry smile appeared on his face. At this time, a green light in the dark cell also ran away, and the silence and darkness reappeared in the cell. Although the previous mule was noisy, it suddenly disappeared, and Qi Miao suddenly felt a little lonely.

When he looked up, he saw the half of the body lying quietly in the pool of blood. The expression exactly like the soul body seemed to have a layer of frost, and the color of his skin changed, turning into a cold appearance. It seemed that even the two-stalked beard that kept jumping as the person spoke was frozen. , and under his waist and abdomen, there were still a few weak green fireflies, jumping excitedly. Qi Miao thought that this was exactly some of the spiritual wood Zhenqi he had sent before. Although there were few, he still waved his hand to collect them one by one and reincorporate them into the sea of qi.

Since then, Lei Zhengqi, Shuihan Zhenqi and Lingmu Zhenqi have gathered in Qimiao's body again, but the last one is too rare to become the source and can only be used once.

He sighed and waved his hand. A fire was ignited in the prison room, and the body of the flint was trapped in the flames. Qi Miao stood still. Seeing that the fierce fire burned out the half of the body of the feros, and even the blood on the ground was burned.

The flames moved, swaying brightly and darkly. Qi Miao stood behind the flames, with a solemn face and heavy thoughts. Suddenly, he felt a feeling and quietly closed his eyes.

With a loud rumbling sound, the water prison was reorganized again, and the monk in which Qimiao was located only poked out of the vast void.

The wall of the Shenfu Water Prison was originally east-west, and turned into a green light and rushed to the right side of the monk's room, that is, that is, the east side. At that time, what disappeared with this room was the execution room that waited for Zhou Hanzhi to sit without forgiveness, but this time the execution room did not appear again. Qi Miao from the monk only This cell poked its head out and couldn't see the flies coming out. Although he knew it was such a result, he was still disappointed.

There was a crack, but another door in the east opened. One of the ghosts pervade the sky. When it came out, there was a tendency to cover the sky. Qi Miao looked up and saw that there were countless words written on the cell. He was still a place, but he saw a figure in the ghost and could not see the figure clearly. At that time, I could hear a low roar like a beast.

"Ah!" The roar was full of anger, pain and unwillingness. For a moment, it was against the seven wonders. The latter did not want to fight for no reason. His body was light and turned around. The thunder and lightning on his fingers flashed for a moment, drawing a circle of real power beside him, which just blocked the monster as fierce as a beast and like a lonely ghost.

At this time, the black gas faded, and Qi Miao calmed down. When he observed, he was shocked. He saw that it was not someone else in front of him. It was Wang Qisheng who lost contact with him and disappeared after being caught by Jiuhua. At this time, his clothes were worn out. I don't know why his clothes were suffering. The sword spirit impacted several places. There was blood in his eyes, and in the other, it seemed to be a dark eye. When Qi Miao looked at it, he felt that the darkness in his eyes was more gloomy than this dark water prison.

Wang Qisheng suddenly raised his head and stared fiercely. Qi Miao's heart thumped and immediately understood that this man had lost his mind...

It turned out that under the practice of Jiuhua, Wang Qisheng's possessed ghosts were about to be refined, so it was difficult to suppress the power of these ghosts on his body and was countered by anger. This is not surprising. At that time, in order to extract ghost power, Tianmu tortured a large number of lonely ghosts and wild ghosts. The ghosts on their bodies were full of resentment, and now When I made it, I really became a god who killed people and killed Buddha.

"Wang Qisheng... I thought I saved you, but I didn't know that it hurt you..." Qi Miao apologized in her heart and looked at Wang Qisheng, who seemed to be a jackal in front of him, but thought helplessly, "You have become like this. I can't kill you, so I have to kill you..."

Thinking of this, he was decisive. For a moment, a thunderbolt power gathered three inches at his fingertips. Suddenly, a fierce sound of thunderbolt rushed to the water cell. Wang Qisheng took a look, and his face suddenly gushed out of fear, and his half-squatting crawling body suddenly ran back. However, this person did not reduce his original intention and still surrounded him. Qi Miao turns around, as if it is not going to die.

Under the control of the ghost resentment, Wang Qisheng has long lost his former consciousness. What he thought of is to kill Qimiao, a practitioner, to vent his full resentment. He circled several times. Qimiao's body did not move, but the thunder and lightning in his hand were bright, and it was getting higher and higher, like thunder rushing and overflowing. Electricity and electric current rushed in front of him, and Qi Miao's mind settled down. Although the ghost power seemed to be amazing, he was not afraid. What's more, Wang Qisheng had lost his mind, leaving only the instinct of killing, and he had no choice but to kill him.

Thinking so, he spared no effort to see that Wang Qisheng was just maneuvering, but did not attack. Qi Miaoxindao had to return to the prison room of the monk, otherwise he could not complete the appointment with the son. This battle should not be delayed. Since the other party did not attack, he couldn't help but let himself come first.

"I'm sorry, Wang Qisheng..." Qi Miao said sorry in his heart. He turned over with one hand, and the thunder roared loudly. The power on all sides was boundless, as if he was about to come. Wang Qisheng screamed and did not attack, but turned around and ran to the water prison.

"It's too late to run now!" Qimiao shouted, holding the light and current in one hand, and his footsteps were weak. His body turned from reality to virtuality. When he jumped up, he suddenly made a virtual shadow and shot forward. When Wang Qisheng looked back, he saw Qi Miao chasing him. He couldn't help but look one side of his face and roared with his teeth. He didn't know whether it was a demonstration or a dying struggle.

Of course, Qi Miao ignored it, shouted loudly, held the power of thunder and lightning in his hand, and smashed Wang Qisheng's face high.