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Chapter 654 Evil Thought Appears

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    The black air dissipated, revealing a quaint and mysterious mausoleum. From the outside, it looked more and more likely to suppress the seal, but now the terrain has changed slightly, and it has lost its natural feeling.

    He was about to face the evil thoughts of one of the five ancient emperors. Even if Meng Qi had confidence in his own strength, he did not dare to neglect him due to his current state. He held the wound of the sky in his right hand, and there was already a dark black flag in his left hand.  , let out a little breath, and protect the whole body.

    All of a sudden, Zen Master Buyu, He Canshang and others felt a vast and magnificent aura rising up, which made them tremble from the depths of the primordial spirit, a powerful aura that they had never felt or even imagined!

    In just a short moment, the red mist filled the air, and the surrounding hundreds of miles became extremely humid, as if a layer of water covered the skin, making it difficult for the senses of several strong outsiders to penetrate, and they could barely see the entrance of the mausoleum.

    Just the breath alone makes me unable to resist in my life, and my thinking becomes slow, what a horror!  Old Immortal Zhaixing and the others had a feeling of facing a real fairy god, they held their breath and dared not breathe.

    The breath was like a violent wind and waves, surging out wave after wave. Mr. Xiyue's eyes were serious, and he felt overwhelmed. There was only one thought in his mind:

    horrible!  terrible!

    The slash just now made my soul uncontrollable, trembling, and I felt that ten of myself would not be able to stop it, but now the aura is even more terrifying. In front of it, I am like an ant facing the sun, insignificant, it looks at it with one breath  Then you can make yourself beyond redemption!

    Regardless of whether it is from one's own realm or from treasures, it is enough to show Qingyuan's tyranny!

    Thinking of facing the revenge of such a person in the future, Mr. Xiyue felt extremely desperate, as if he could already see his own miserable end and the destruction of Moon Township.

    Hallucinations abounded, demons danced wildly, he suddenly felt his heart was on fire, his waist was gloomy and wet, the two collided, tearing his internal organs.

    Go crazy?  Mr. Xiyue's eyes darkened, no matter how hard he persisted, he sank slowly.

    If the old fairy Zhaoxing hadn't found out and supported him in time, he might have fallen to the ground and been smashed to pieces.

    "What's the matter with you?" The old fairy Zhaoxing asked with a frown.

    Mr. Xiyue raised his head in a daze, and saw his own appearance from his pupils. His hair was loose, his face was sometimes as red as blood, and sometimes as cold as the moon, his eyes were dim, and his breath was chaotic and weak.

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    Xuanshui waved the magic flag to protect himself, and Meng Qi escaped into the mausoleum. There have been earth-shaking changes inside. The iconic layouts such as the boundary of life and death disappeared without a trace. Broken walls and rotten things can be seen everywhere.  The Dragon Terrace hangs high in the air, majestic and desolate.

    The entire mausoleum seemed to be restrained and suppressed inside. Meng Qi only felt that his body was heavy and it was difficult to fly. He had to walk forward with both feet on the ground.

    The front was shrouded in black mist, invisible from the depths. At this time, a person slowly stepped out, with a wide robe and big sleeves, a spear in his hand, and an electric light on his body. He looked young, but in fact had fine wrinkles. He was the former owner of Jushenzhuang, the former  "Emperor of Tianyuan" Huangfutao!

    He became a living dead man in his prime, his body hadn't decayed yet, and his vitality remained. Apart from the evil thoughts of real martial arts, his strength was second to none in the mausoleum, almost comparable to the top of the first ladder. Meng Qi, thanks to his guidance, has the power of Xuanwu  Because of the cause and effect, he has the heart to rescue him from trouble, and he can no longer open and close like before, domineering and forceful, it seems a bit restrained.

    However, Meng Qi's expression didn't change at all, and his steps suddenly accelerated, stomping and staring, like a chariot dragging a mountain crushing towards Huangfutao.

    Huangfutao's expression was indifferent, and he raised his spear, as if he was carrying the sky and the earth, carrying the mountains on his back, and slowly and heavily slashed out obliquely.

    Boom!

    The void was distorted, and if there was any cave-in, blue thunderbolts with fangs and claws rushed towards Meng Qi with a turbulent momentum. The dissipated fine lightning shattered the ground and the stone wall of the mausoleum, clearly showing the horror of its own attack.

    Stumbling and staring, Meng Qi's long knife was lowered, and he rushed straight. Thunderbolts were bounced off and knocked out without leaving any traces.

    Teng Deng stared, the tip of the knife absorbed the electric light, and condensed it into a needle-tip size.

    Stumbling and staring, Meng Qi turned sideways, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, pushed his shoulders forward, and collided with the spear on his chest.

    The spear swung up, Meng Qi was unscathed, and the long knife was cut from bottom to top.

    Huangfutao echoed his spear and blocked the knife in time. The electric light collided and exploded a large ocean of thunder, engulfing half of the mausoleum.

    At this moment, two arms grew out of Meng Qi's back, one clenched into a fist, white as jade, intertwined with golden yellow and bright purple, black and white rays of light, sacred and noble!

    "Huh" A voice came from deep in the black mist.

    Fist down, through??Huangfutao shielded himself from lightning and hit him on the top of the head.

    At this moment, the fist opened and turned into a dragon's claw, and the energy of merit, merit and morality penetrated into Huangfutao Niwan Palace, washing his body and removing evil spirits.

    At the same time, Meng Qi seemed to have a golden light blooming between his eyebrows, and the lotus flower in his soul was in full bloom, his eyes became deep and indifferent, as if looking down at the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

    Changing the sky and hitting the earth!

    The ocean of mind appeared, shrouded in black mist, shimmering golden light hidden, bound within it, Meng Qi, with the assistance of "Yuanshi Golden Lotus", tried to evoke Huangfutao's memory fragments.

    The sea became turbulent, the black mist condensed, and it turned into the image of Emperor Zhenwu wearing a black gown robe. The indescribable majesty struck and made Meng Qi's thoughts slow down.  .

    It is like a fishing boat undulating in the waves, which may capsize at any time.

    Seizing this opportunity, Meng Qi introduced the breath of the Xuanshui Dangmo Banner.

    Boom!

    The sea of ??mind set off a huge wind and waves, breaking through the shackles of the black mist.

    Helping each other in pairs, Emperor Zhenwu's clear and majestic face slowly dissipated, and Huangfutao regained his sanity.

    Meng Qi threw the hand that grabbed his head, and Huangfutao immediately flew out of the mausoleum and flew to He Canshang's side.

    "Master!" He Canshang couldn't sense what was happening inside the mausoleum, and when he saw Master flying out, he was vigilant and joyful at the same time.

    Huangfutao's eyes gradually cleared up, he nodded, looked down, and whispered to himself:

    "He has grown to such an extent"

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    Inside the mausoleum, black air billowed, and a figure condensed in the distance, with a black gown robe, a crown of flat heaven, a clear face, and majestic eyes.

    Seeing the appearance of Zhenwu's evil thoughts, Meng Qi's concentration climbed to the highest level. Even though the evil thoughts did not have the realm and strength of Emperor Zhenwu, he still had vision, insight and experience.

    The aura of evil thoughts is so deep that it is difficult for Meng Qi to tell how much power it still has left.

    After paying a huge price and almost breaking free from the suppression of the mausoleum, how much strength does he still have left?

    Zhenwu evil thoughts did not do anything, but watched Xuanshui swinging the magic flag with complicated eyes, and said slowly: "He will not let me go after all."

    "He" naturally refers to Emperor Zhenwu, Tianzun Sangmo!

    Meng Qi was about to open his mouth to ask the mystery of the whereabouts of Emperor Zhenwu, when he heard the evil thoughts and said, "The saber technique you use outside the mausoleum should be born out of 'Shenxiao Nine Destroyers'. With your current state, I'm afraid you can't create it."  Come out, is the last descendant of Thunder God?"

    "Yes." Meng Qi spoke concisely, not knowing what he wanted to say.

    Zhenwu evilly smiled: "Thunder God came here, after falling from heaven."

    Did the ancient thunder god come after the fall of heaven?  Didn't Zhenwu come back after his disappearance?  Meng Qi was startled, and stared straight at Zhenwu's evil thoughts.

    He knew that Einian wanted to use these things to shake his mind and find a good opportunity to make a move, but he also knew that Zhenwu Einian knew that he would definitely listen.

    Knowing more about these things is more useful to me than getting any of the Seven Swords of Jietian!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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