"Ding: It is detected that the host is in a difficult decision, and the host selection is as follows"
"Choice 1: Kua'e's power is infinite, and it's hard for ordinary people to match. It's even more difficult to kill him, so let's do it, just a Kua'e's, it won't cause too much trouble! Choice reward: Xiantian Lingbao Wind and Cloud Shield , cultivated for 50,000 years, merit worth 500!"
"Option 2: Send someone to kill the Kua'e family, and they must be brutally killed, so that all creatures in the three worlds can see clearly the consequences of daring to act rashly! Choice reward: Nether Soul Inducing Incense, 50,000 years of cultivation, 5 merit points Hundred!"
"I choose two!"
"The Nether Soul-Inducing Incense: It can directly lead to reincarnation! The special product of the six reincarnations, the incense is attracted to reincarnation, and it can also preserve the talent of the attracted soul in this life, and there will be a better starting point in the next life!"
Soul-inducing incense?
Is this for those military souls?
Di Xin immediately understood the function of this thing, so he didn't get too entangled, but it was going to kill Kua'e, and it seemed that it was difficult for ordinary people to complete this task!
? It seems that Yuan Futong has to step in.
I just don't know when he killed Wei Hu last time, his fists were injured by the subduing magic pestle, is it any good now!
Thinking of this,
Di Xin glanced at the group of officials below, and said in a deep voice: "The Kua'e clan, Gu will definitely not let it go, but those heavenly soldiers don't want to move, they fought against the heavenly soldiers in advance, and are familiar with their fighting methods. There are no disadvantages to the business!"
"Yuan Futong listened to the order, you put on the mask of thousands of faces and the sword of cutting immortals and killing gods, and immediately rushed to Xiqi to kill the Kua'e clan, and you must kill them. Remember, what Gu said is killing!"
The moment Di Xin finished speaking, the Sword of Immortals and Immortals and the Mask of Thousand Faces fell in front of Yuan Futong.
Later,
Yuan Futong's voice came from outside the Imperial Palace: "The guilty minister obeys!"
at the same time,
? Wei Hu, who should have arrived in Xiqi long ago, was late, but when he saw the big crack between Xiqi City and the merchant camp,
I was stunned on the spot!
Wei Hu was a little puzzled and said, "What's going on?"
Not long after,
Wei Hu came outside Xiqi City, and after reporting himself, he was brought into Xiqi City by Yang Jian who appeared!
at this time,
Yang Jian noticed that Wei Hu's breath was very strange, his face was pale, and there was a bloody smell on his body, which made him very puzzled.
So Yang Jian asked: "Junior Brother, I think you are injured? What's going on?"
"Brother Mingjian!"
After Wei Hu smiled wryly, he told Yang Jian carefully what happened after he met Lu Yue, but Yang Jian frowned when he heard it, and his eyes were all squeezed out!
"Junior brother, you don't even know who hit you?"
After seeing Yang Jian's shocked expression, Wei Hu smiled wryly again and said, "I made senior brother laugh, I really don't know who that person is!"
"impossible!"
Yang Jian shook his head in shock after hearing this, and said loudly: "I have heard of your subduing magic pestle, junior brother. Even if it was me, I wouldn't dare to pick up your weapon with bare hands. You said that person shocked you half to death with his fist, lied to you!" Ghosts!"
Yang Jian looked at Wei Hu with a look of "If you want to lie to me, just make up a decent reason", which made Wei Hu helpless.
He didn't believe it until he went down the mountain!
But now,
He is convinced!
Speaking of it, he feels a little like a dream now. Even Lu Yuena and other two corpse quasi-sages dare not pick up his own magic pestle, but one person can catch it with his fist.
Nonsense?
After seeing Wei Hu's expression like eating shit, Yang Jian patted him on the shoulder and said in relief¡ª¡ª
"Junior brother, I won't ask you what you are doing. Everyone has their own little secret. To be honest, even if I have practiced the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu to the extreme, I still dare not use my body to receive your magic weapon. You hey! "
"If all the uncles and uncles ask you, you just say that you were injured only after being attacked by someone. Don't say the words just now!"
Wei Hu looked at Yang Jian, frowned and said: "Brother, is this bad?"
"There's nothing wrong with it, otherwise everyone will think you're dead, Junior Brother. Remember, don't be looked down upon by Xi Qi's group of dogs who look down on people!"
Yang Jian shook his head, and added: "By the way, you must never talk to a person named 'Shu Ye'. With your temperament, I'm afraid you can't help but commit murder!"
"Uncle Ye?"
After hearing this, Wei Hu hurriedly replied: "Thank you!Brother reminds me, I remember! "
"Um!"
Yang Jian nodded silently.
In fact, he didn't want to remind the last sentence, but he was very curious about the person Wei Hu mentioned.
Is there really such a scary guy in the flesh?
Could it be that there are people in the world who practice eighty-nine profound arts besides myself?
Have even cultivated to the realm of Dzogchen?
Yang Jian was puzzled,
Because he has never heard of anyone who can practice that kind of profound art!
At this time, he didn't know Yuan Hong, let alone Yuan Futong. He always thought that his physical body was the best in the world, so he was confused!
And he also wanted to dig out from Wei Hu's mouth that person in the Yin-Shang camp who had an extremely terrifying physical body!
When the time comes, the two will fight,
Whoever wins is brother!
At this very moment,
? Yang Jian already has a feeling of sympathy for his unknown brother-in-law Yuan Futong!
soon,
Yang Jian brought Wei Hu to Ji Fa. At this time, Jiang Ziya and others were there.
These people all have a pair of fox-like eyes. When they saw Wei Hu's pale face and slightly weak breath, they knew he was injured!
Afterwards, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Ziya, whose old face was so embarrassing that it turned yellow¡ª¡ª
Damn it,
I used to brag, saying that Wei Hu's magic weapon is so powerful, it hurts when touched, and is disabled when knocked, it is several times stronger than Huang Feihu's Wanshan stick,
After all, there is only the power of Wanshan in the stick of Wanshan, but in Wei Hu's pestle of subduing demons, there is some kind of great power mixed in!
At that time, Jiang Ziya was blowing wild hype and golden lotus springing from the ground!
Everyone is looking forward to it,
As a result, a disabled person came!
At this time,
? Yang Jian introduced to Wei Hu the King of Wu, Ji Fa, and the big sauces of Xiqi,
And emphatically introduced the next "Shu Ye"!
And Wei Hu also took a closer look at this undead legendary figure whom Yang Jian called as "falling on someone else and dying a hundred lives, but he didn't lose a single hair¡ª¡ªShu Ye".
I don't know just this one glance,
Let Shu Ye, who had been unhappy with his teaching attitude for a long time, seize the opportunity again,
Shu Ye raised his eyes and asked loudly, "What are you looking at?"
"I¡¡"
Wei Hu was taken aback, and then bowed with one hand and said: "This general, I just want to recognize the general, there is no other meaning!"
"No other meaning? Why do you just glance at other people, but why did you stare at it for a breath?"
Shu Ye pointed at Yang Jian as he spoke, and said angrily, "Did you say bad things about me with your three eyes, Jiang Ziya, let me show you how to teach people's virtues? Either you slip away quickly when things happen, or you talk behind your back. little man!"
Click!
The moment Shu Ye finished speaking, there were several crisp sounds of clenched fists,
for a while,
It was a good meeting, but because of Shu Ye's few words, it fell into an extremely embarrassing atmosphere!
As for Wei Hu, who was not good at words, he silently took out the demon pestle, wanting to cast down the demon on the spot!
At this time,
As if he had discovered a new continent, Shu Ye jumped out with bright eyes, grabbed Wei Hu's hand holding the magic pestle, and provocatively said, "Why, why do you still want to hit me?"
"Come, come, come hit here!"
from beginning to end,
Shu Ye didn't give everyone a chance to interrupt!
At this moment,
Even more so, he grabbed Wei Hu's hand, waved the magic subduing pestle and knocked it on his forehead