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Chapter 215: Purifying Dreams and Purifying Spirit

According to legend, thousands of years ago, when the Demon World launched its first large-scale attack on the Source World, the technology and spiritual civilization of the Source World were not as prosperous as it later, and it could not resist the orc army and the iron hoofs of the War Horse in the Demon World.

As the source world was about to be completely invaded and occupied by such a group of fishy and fanged invaders. An unknown hero emerged from nowhere and slaughtered the nine-star demon dragon that the demon world relied most, and pulled out the dragon beard of the demon dragon, making an ordinary brush.

With the dragon hair pen made of the dragon beard of this magic dragon, this hero led the defeated army of the Yuan World to move back to the decline step by step, and used this pen to create an incredible miracle in desperate situations again and again.

In the end, relying on the heroic performance of the Dragon Hair Pen, Yuan World actually beat the military horses of the Demon Realm back when its overall strength was greatly behind.

This hero was later widely remembered by people. It was the second-ranked Dragon Saint King among the thirteen Palaces and Four Heavenly Emperors in the Kunlun world. It was much more powerful than the Li Emperor of Nanwushan, which was passed down to Qi Xueli Fire Palace.

However, the Longhao Bi, which had led the Source World to turn the world around with his own strength, nowhere to be found. At the beginning, many people asked about the traces of the Dragon Saint Lord Longhao Bi, but were all excused. After a while, this magic weapon that saved the lives of all the residents of the Source World gradually disappeared.

If it weren't for chance that he would have been fortunate to obtain this top magic weapon in Qi Laosan's tomb, Gao Shang would not believe that even if he was killed, he would not have believed that with a small brush, he could lead the weak source world to defeat the powerful army of the demon world a thousand years ago.

At that time, there were no mechas or technology. There were only backward artillery similar to the current earth and the spiritual cultivation that had just started. However, after thousands of years of baptism in the barbarian land, the demon world was already strong and powerful. Gao Shang could not imagine how powerful magic weapon it was to grow and grow such a big gap in strength.

Before this, Gao Shang had only heard of Longhao Pen in legend. However, after today's battle, he completely appreciated the power of Longhao Pen. He also believed in the rumors of the old life that he had always ignored.

Such a powerful magic weapon is definitely possible to defeat the powerful army of the demon world in the hands of His Majesty the Dragon Lord, who has unfathomable strength!

This is Gao Shang's use of the Dragon Hair Pen. He can only use some usages recorded in history to half-guess the tricks, but he can completely suppress An Ziqi, who can play the Qianbian Flowers with great success. Gao Shang can't even imagine that if he plays this Dragon Hair Pen to perfection in the future, or if Long Hair Bi is willing to sign an agreement with him for the soul, what kind of height will he reach?

However, at the moment, Gao Shang had to stop thinking in his mind. The most urgent task now is to completely subdue An Ziqi's physical and mental state without hurting her body and spirit, and then find a way to restore her to normalcy.

This time, facing Gao Shang, who was walking quickly with a dragon brush, An Ziqi had already taken off the corner and had nowhere to hide. He could only stare at Gao Shang with a smile with his eyes tightly.

That look was full of resentment and cruelty, and I wanted to pounce on me and tear myself to pieces. I was like an ugly and scary witch, who had reached such a desperate situation and was not even afraid.

This also made Gao Shang strengthen his originally somewhat shaken heart.

This look is definitely not the look of An Ziqi, a cheerful and lively girl. Her eyes have always been clear and innocent, and cannot be immersed in a trace of filth. Now, she is just invading her mind by some evil thing in the process of mental power transmission.

Just use the dragon brush that is invincible to force out the evil things in her body. The kind and fierce An Ziqi, who used to be, will naturally come back.

At this moment, Gao Shang's thoughts were settled. He stopped when he rushed to half a meter in front of An Ziqi, and jumped up from the dry land. The dragon hair brush in his hand was already raised high, splashing ink and brushing ink in the air.

Liu Heng, who was standing beside him, looked straight and even forgot about the worry and fear in his heart.

The noble strokes of ink seem to be so messy that they are disorganized, but in fact each stroke is vigorous and powerful, which makes Liu Heng unable to help but think of what he had been fortunate to know Wang Xizhi at the international cultural exhibition. Putting aside the screening and training of history, Liu Heng even believed that Gao Shang's attainments in brush calligraphy have surpassed Wang Xizhi, the world-recognized No. 1 recognized master throughout history.

With more than a dozen golden lights swings in a row, Gao Shang had already painted a portrait of a talisman in the air. The shape of this talisman is very strange. At least, Liu Heng's "The Book of Changes and Luo Tu" which specifically records the Feng Shui talisman array, has never recorded such a strange talisman.

At first glance, it looks like a man and a woman embracing each other under the moon. But when you get closer, you become a weak mother leaning against a tree and holding her child. All of this is just outlined by nobleness with less than twenty golden lights.

"The light seal is a seal, a pure dream is clean, and it is clumsy!"

Another long and long roar came out of Gao Shang's mouth. But from Liu Heng beside him, the sound was as if it was coming from the horizon, and it also seemed to be the Dalu bronze bell in the ancient temple of the famous temple, which was very nice.

With this loud shout, the talisman array that was originally suspended in the air seemed to have been given a soul in an instant, and slowly floated towards An Ziqi intact.

An Ziqi naturally could not foolishly allow this talisman array containing unfathomable mysterious power to fall on her. But because Gao Shang was blocking her, she could only dodge to her left and right.

However, no matter where she hid, the talisman seemed to have eyes, and it was chasing her white forehead.

Fortunately, the degree of the talisman has always been as slow as ever, which makes it not too difficult for An Ziqi to dodge. At this moment, she was like a cunning fox, rolling left and right to avoid the hunter's slow arrows, and she would not be tired at all.

After a while, Gao Shang couldn't help feeling a little anxious, worried that the talisman formation would be consumed by An Ziqi, so he waved his pen and waved two rope-shaped golden lights again.

These two golden lights were not as slow as the talisman formation just now. They suddenly headed towards An Ziqi's left and right shoulders like a Lixian arrow, and they just tied her arms upright. Like two steel forks, they forced An Ziqi to the wall, and could no longer move and could not dodge.

An Ziqi struggled violently for a few times at first, but soon realized that the more she struggled, the more happily the golden light rope would devour her mental power. Her proud mental power had no effect in front of this strange golden light rope.

Seeing the slow and erratic talisman array approaching him, but he could not dodge at all. An Ziqi couldn't help but whine in despair.

If the shouting just now has some of the charm of An Ziqi's crisp voice, then the whine at this moment will completely impossible for An Ziqi to belong to An Ziqi.

It sounds like the hoarse whisper of a fox, or it seems like the whine of a hungry wolf at the death. It can be concluded that this is definitely the last wail that An Ziqi had the evil thing that occupied her mind in her body knew that her life was not long before.

As the golden light talisman array gradually approached An Ziqi's forehead, it began to shrink rapidly. Originally, the talisman array was composed of huge golden light, and the whole was about the size of a car's windshield, but when it floated in front of An Ziqi, it turned into the size of a ping-pong ball.

However, although the body has changed, Gao Shang felt that the spiritual power contained in it would be more pure. It seems that concentration is indeed the essence.

The golden light talisman array imprinted on An Ziqi's forehead, and immediately a "sizzling" sound of scorching iron pieces of human flesh. The originally white and clean skin on An Ziqi's forehead instantly became as charred as roasted meat, and also emitted an extremely stenchy smell like roasted rubber.

Liu Heng, who was standing aside, once again showed a look of worry on his face, but he was worried about Gao Shang's safety just now, but now he was worried about An Ziqi.

Although he had seen too many bizarre things today, he still couldn't accept the scene in front of him. An Ziqi was ruthlessly roasted, but Gao Shang was indifferent, as if he wanted to roast An Ziqi to death before he could stop.

Although he knew that the reason why his master did this must have his own idea, he couldn't help but feel nauseated by the scene in front of him.

The golden light burned An Ziqi's flesh and gradually burned through the surface skin, and the gap was embedded in it, like a golden tattoo, imprinted on An Ziqi's fair forehead.

As the golden light talisman array gradually penetrated, the fox-like wailing sounded even more and more. Gao Shang looked at the scene in front of him coldly, but his heart was already extremely anxious. If this continues, An Ziqi's body may be burned by the powerful talisman array.
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