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The sun is rising, and the light is still very soft, so when it suddenly becomes stronger, it attracts attention.

The flea that stopped in the air suddenly turned around, let out a low roar, aiming the two huge corners at the sunlight. The light hit the corner and became a hundred times brighter in an instant. The flea raised its front hooves and stepped down with force, leaned forward slightly, and resisted the light's attack.

Several pairs of eyes on the ground were shook by the strong light and dared not open it. Only Yang Qingyin was the exception. She did not relax her vigilance towards An Jingying. The light from the east had just shot, and she also took action.

A few feet long Taiyin fire spurted out from Laojun's palm, like a little dragon jumping out of the water and pounced on the enemy not far away.

An pictograph held the crutches in both hands and crossed his chest, blocking this move, "It's indeed the fire of Taiyin, but unfortunately, it's too weak."

A small ball of fire was lit in the middle of the crutch, and An pictogram blew at it, and the fire was extinguished. "Oh, this world is really collapsed: the demons are about to reappear in advance, the gods are in the devil, and the demons are swaying. Even the young Taoist priests who are decades old can even cast profound magic, and nothing can be said."

"So you are willing to be robbers." It was not Yang Qingyin who spoke, but Zuo ￡◆, w▲ww. Liuying.

Zuo Liuying walked out of the tent, still wearing a straw hat, just blocking the strong light in the air. Xiao Hao jumped to him in one step, looked around vigilantly, observing up and down.

The strong light that collided with the fleas gradually disappeared, revealing normal sunlight. There were also two old Taoist priests floating in the east of the camp. They were wearing Taoist robes, but there was no hairpin on their heads, so they could not tell which Taoist priests were from. The fleas were guarding their original place and did not rush towards the two Taoist priests who suddenly appeared.

All eyes were fixed on Zuo Liuying. Even Yang Qingyin turned around, not understanding what he was doing. Now the head of the Forbidden Secret Department is not as powerful as an ordinary demon soldier.

An pictographed smiled, "Xiao Zuo is still so young. I heard that you are ruthless in your own way and remove all the inner alchemy and memories. You have not become crazy or old. It's really a strange thing."

"You just said 'Nothing can be said', and you still think there is something strange in the world?" Zuo Liuying walked to Yang Qingyin, and was seven or eight steps away from her and Gao Fuwei.

"I guess you don't know me anymore, right?"

Zuo Liuying shook her head, "Please don't care. There are not many people worth remembering. You must belong to one of the most people."

Xiao Hao smiled happily, at least her name is still in Zuo Liuying's memory.

"I don't remember better." An pictographed a wink at the two Taoist priests in the air, signaling them not to act rashly, "You said just now that I am a robber, I'll just be a robber: hand over the sword-washing pool water, let's leave, you stay, do whatever you want, Wangshan has no intention of killing them. As long as you don't cause trouble, it's fine."

Wangshan has been completely occupied by the demon Taoist priests, and when An pictographed it, it has nothing to do with Taoism.

"You are not a Taoist priest in Wangshan, nor are you a demon, and you probably don't call him An pictogram." Zuo Liuying pushed the draft hat slightly, his eyes still as cold as before.

An pictograph narrowed his eyes. In fact, what he really feared was not Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin, but Zuo Liuying. He had never believed that the Taoist priests of the Shen really could spit out the elixirs, "Can I awaken some of your memories?"

An pictogram used his eyes to indicate that the two Taoist priests who arrived later dispersed in the air and formed a three-legged tripod with him.

Yang Qingyin was secretly alert, but Zuo Liuying didn't care. "Your details are not needed to be seen with much memory. The demons must have an obsession that cannot be eliminated. The so-called obsession cannot be integrated and there is no condition. What the three of them do is just a robber. If I guess correctly, you are indeed a secluded Taoist priest, who do not want to hand over the inner alchemy to the Taoist throne, nor do you want to surrender to the demon clan, so they intend to take away the water of the sword washing pond to protect themselves."

An pictographed sneered, and without asking for permission, he gently turned the crutch with both hands.

Zuo Liuying raised his right arm and his index finger soared into the sky. With just such a simple action, all the three old Taoists were startled. An pictographic arms were stiff, and the two in the air almost released their spells. They all thought Zuo Liuying was pinching the spells.

Zuo Liuying just wanted to correct his words, "No, Yashan will not give up the water in the sword washing pool, so you come to grab the water not to protect yourself, but... use it to open the way. You want to hide safely and safely so that the Taoist throne and the demon clan cannot find it. As for whom the pool will belong to after this, you don't care."

Yang Qingyin also woke up and laughed, "It turns out that it is still a group of timid robbers. It's better to kowtow to me and be my soldier. I just need a group of cowards to do things for me, such as bathing fleas or something."

The flea turned his head in the air and looked at Yang Qingyin with his red eyes, proving that he could really understand human words.

An Qiying laughed dryly, "Oh, Zuo Liuying is Zuo Liuying after all, OK, to be honest, the three of us are indeed Taoist priests who have hidden names and are not possessed by demons. But one thing you guessed is wrong. What we are hiding is the Taoist priests who are not demons. In fact, the demon-entered Taoist priests in Wangshan have changed their minds, and are also looking for allies while setting up the Douyuan Star Transfer Array."

An pictograph paused and moved his left hand away from his crutch. "They put forward tempting conditions. We can take the water of the sword washing pool and hold it for half a year. In this half a year, we will not be chased and will be protected by the demon Taoist priest. After half a year, the water of the sword washing pool will return to them, and we will disappear."

Zuo Liuying's guess was roughly accurate. He stopped making a sound at this time and even covered his eyes with a straw hat.

Yang Qingyin frowned slightly, "I have never seen a Taoist priest who is so greedy and afraid of death."

"What we are greedy for is not life, but inner alchemy. If there is no hope of re-cultivation, will Zuo Liuying vomit elixir? I'm afraid it may not be possible. We are too old, and even if there is really a method of re-cultivation, it is not suitable for us. Yang Qingyin, if you can survive in troubled times, you will see more unexpected things and Taoist priests. Okay, give me the water in the sword washing pool."

"You still think you can snatch the water from my sword washing pool?" Yang Qingyin asked contemptuously, thinking these three people were more hateful than the devil Taoist priest.

"I was a little worried, but after hearing Xiao Zuo say a few words, Zuo Liuying, who has lost the level of God-Remembering, has never said so much nonsense. He always doesn't say a word, but in the end he gets what he wants. Too much talk can only prove one thing. He really vomits the pill and gives up his mind. What else is there to be scary about us? Your Taiyin Fire is more than enough to deal with the Swallowing Taoist Priest, and it is too overestimated to deal with us. Oh, by the way, there is also Mu Xingqiu, the only disciple of the Nianxin Department, "The power of a thought is so great that thousands of enemies are moved." Unfortunately, he is passing the disaster. Even if he can really succeed in passing the disaster, it will take several hours to recover his strength."

Xiao Hao glared at An pictographically, and another disciple of the Minxin Department was actually ignored. But she forced herself to resist and did not refute it.

Yang Qingyin was about to ask them how they knew that Mu Xingqiu was over the disaster. An pictogram had already stepped forward, and the crutch poked on the ground and made a sound of thrust. At the same time, the two Taoist priests in the air also prepared spells, each with a ball of colorful light floating in front of them.

When the two cast their spells for the first time, they used the power of sunlight. With their true strength, they could not directly emit spells in light form.

The fleas were ready, Xiao Hao and Bald only protected their targets. Gao Fuwei kept turning his head to look at Yang Qingyin, waiting for her reaction and orders, Yin Buchen half-squatted, ready to fall to the ground and hug him in a group at any time.

There was a ball of Taiyin fire in Yang Qingyin's Laojun's magic palm in his palm, which was slightly flickering. However, it did not ejaculate immediately. Not far from Yang Qingyin, Zuo Liuying was still standing there motionlessly, with the brim of the hat covering her face. She seemed to be thinking about something, but it seemed that she was just helpless.

An Pictograph believed that it was the latter possibility, and the crutch in his right hand smashed louder on the ground. Then he reached out to touch the ban.

That was the ban set up by Yang Qingyin. Even if she had the help of the sword washing pool, even if she could have the fire of the moon, how could a Taoist priest Fu Xia block the Taoist priest Xingluo? She was not Mu Xingqiu, but had the illusion of thoughts on the mind.

An Qiying's left hand had already accumulated magic power. This slight push would shatter the ban, and many spells would reveal their true form, and then disappear in a very short time.

It should have been like this, but the scene that An Pictogram expected did not happen.

The old Taoist priest's left hand was hanging in the air, and the restriction did not move, and his smile was stiff on his face, like a clumsy mask.

"This is impossible." This sentence is for An Xiangying to hear himself. He could not believe the facts in front of him. This was obviously several ordinary prohibitions. He could see clearly, but the magic power he emitted was like a rock sinking into the sea. Without breaking the restriction, he was swallowed up completely.

He dared not increase his mana or retract his arm, because he knew that retreating in this situation might allow the enemy's spell to take advantage of the situation.

Two Taoist priests in the air found an abnormality and one of them asked, "What's wrong? Do you need our help?"

An Qixiong put away his smile, "No." He made a difficult decision, and believed that this was the only correct decision. He turned his eyes to Zuo Liuying, "It's still you."

Zuo Liuying pushed the draft hat a little, "It's me." After saying that, she turned around and walked back to her tent. Xiao Hao followed closely behind, and the bald man who was guarding the door of the tent was rushing to the distance to squeeze his eyes. She liked these inexplicable words.

An Xiangying felt that he had been humiliated. The greater humiliation was that Zuo Liuying left, and he stood there and still didn't dare to move. There was no way, so he had to laugh and then said to Yang Qingyin: "Since he did not vomit pills and still maintained his original strength, why do you still use the fire of Taiyin to make the mystery? Zuo Liuying, who is in the realm of God, will still retreat even if the Taoist priest who is looking at the mountain and enters the devil."

"Who said Zuo Liuying did not vomit pills? He is no different from mortals now." Yang Qingyin said coldly. The Taiyin fire in Laojun's magic palm's palm was still burning, "I set the ban."

"Impossible." An pictograph repeated, more certain than before. His left arm was trembling slightly because he found something was burying into his body, and he had no way to resist. "This is definitely not your spell, unless"

An pictogram looked at the fantasy hut in the camp in surprise.

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