Ling Muyun originally looked at the Buddha camp and saw a short winter melon walking out, but turned around and went back.
Not knowing why, he turned back leisurely.
He stopped about ten feet in front of Ling Muyun and started to blame: "That little brother is a bit unethical. How could you, a cultivator, take action against white people in front of the battle?"
The so-called white people refer to people who are not practitioners.
In the north, white people are generally called white people. In the Jin Dynasty, they became much more elegant and were called plain clothes.
As for the reason, it is impossible to mention.
Ling Muyun saw that Qi Ke'er's words were convincing, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he could only mutter: "No one told me that magic is not allowed in front of the two armies."
As soon as he said this, Qi Keer was speechless.
Just as Ling Muyun said, before the formation of the two armies, it was never stipulated that it must be martial arts versus martial arts, and martial arts versus martial arts. However, during the battle, there were countless people who used martial arts to kill martial arts.
If I have to find a reasonable explanation, it would be that practitioners, relying on their own status, attack white people, which always feels like they are bullying others.
"I am Qi Ke'er, the chief disciple of She Qilan, and I want to teach fellow Taoists how to do it!"
Qi Ke'er doesn't like to argue, so he opens his mouth and introduces himself to his family.
"She Qilan? Are you the third seat of the Zoroastrian Cult?" Ling Muyun was surprised for a moment: "It's true that we are enemies."
"Why, have you ever heard of the name of the family teacher?"
Since Qike'er entered the Baibu, he has not been able to use any of his spells. However, the great monk showed some power, making him feel faceless.
It's not easy to find an opponent. If you know She Qilan or have countless connections, it will be difficult to make a move.
"More than just heard of it!" Ling Muyun pursed his lips and said seriously: "He still leaves me with a hole."
"What kind of hole? I can pay it back for you." Qi Ke'er asked with the same seriousness.
"Okay. Ling Muyun, let me teach you the art of Taoism."
What is grace?
Laijiu once told Ling Muyun that it was the measure of one's strength when one tramples the opponent under his feet and shows off one's power.
Lai Jiu's words have always been very useful to Ling Muyun.
Therefore, after Ling Muyun finished speaking, he formed a seal with one hand, and a bolt of thunder fell down, hitting Qi Ke'er directly.
Qi Ke'er was originally a martial arts fanatic, but with his short stature, he really couldn't carry any swords, guns, swords and halberds, so he could only use a wooden stick to fight.
Even so, I often fantasize about one day being able to make achievements on the battlefield, marry a lovely wife, and build a two-story building.
The first floor is used as a store, while the second floor is a gentle countryside.
Until one day, when She Qilan was crossing the river, he came across Qike'er chasing after someone who was laughing at him with a kitchen knife.
They collided with each other, and She Qi's blue eyes flashed.
"A natural fire spirit."
Naturally, Qi Keer became She Qilan's closed disciple.
Even this time when I went down the mountain, I begged Master for a long time before I got the chance.
She Qilan was worried, so he passed the Four Fire God's flags to him and asked him to come close to him.
"boom!"
Qike'er's fire barriers scattered in all directions: "Why are you and Xiaowa so unruly?"
After saying that, he made a hand seal with the same hand, and for a while, the earth fire surged up, like She Qilan, his body was covered with magma, and he became a burning man.
In his hand, there was also a fire dragon.
In the Battle of Dingbei, Ling Muyun was struck by thunder, and the wasteland turned into colored glaze, destroying only She Qilan's clothes.
Therefore, Qi Keer's technique is still fresh in his memory.
"Fire Dragon: Annihilation."
Qike'er's fire dragon was much smaller, and its aura was obviously not as powerful as She Qilan's.
Wherever the fire dragon passes, everything becomes scorched earth and nothing can grow.
Ling Muyun didn't dare to neglect.
With the seal in his hand, ten thunderbolts from Yushu fell from the sky, hitting the fire dragon and stopping it on the spot.
Changing hand seals, the thirty-six thunders of Yushu suddenly flashed with black light, and the fire dragon's original orange-yellow dazzling red light suddenly emitted black smoke. When he stood in front of Ling Muyun, there was no trace of hot breath.
Ling Muyun drew out the ink blade and lifted it up.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the fire dragon scattered in all directions, and the fragments fell to the ground with a sizzling sound.
"I'm not even the slightest bit different from your master." Ling Muyun joked.
Qike'er's Fire Dragon: Annihilation has obtained the true inheritance of She Qilan. If it were called a year ago, Ling Muyun might not be able to accept it even with the thunder in his palm.
After seeing each other for three days, Ling Muyun seemed to have forgotten his rapid growth.
Qi Keer looked startled.
Among the younger generation of Zoroastrian disciples, only the leader's direct disciple Piao A Sheng could easily destroy his own fire dragon.
But Ah Sheng is already past his thirties. How old is the young man in front of him?
Not yet crowned.
"I didn't want to use the Four Fire God's Command Flag, but using the Fire Dragon Technique is useless, so...it would be embarrassing."
Qi Ke'er came up and used the Fire Dragon Technique, hoping to kill the enemy with one move like Li Gu or Ling Muyun. This would not only show off his power but also make the Buddha look at him differently. Unexpectedly, his opponent actually destroyed his Fire Dragon directly.
Ling Muyun's eyes were solemn.
The moment the Four Fire Gods drew their flags, Qike'er's momentum suddenly rose.
It can be seen that this flag is absolutely extraordinary.
"Shenxiao!"
Ling Muyun would never sit back and wait for death, just stand there and let Qike'er sacrifice his command flag before fighting back.
The rough divine thunder landed.
Qi Ke'er calmly raised the flag, and the divine thunder struck it.
But when the command flag shook, Qi Keer's true energy poured in, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Much more powerful than the first thunder!"
Qi Keer did not dare to neglect, and threw the first command flag upward: "The first flag, Dutian Divine Fire!"
Then he was covered in fire and resisted Ling Muyun's big hole thunder: "Amnesty!"
The four fire gods make the flags hold wonderfully. The first flag is the divine fire, which is said to be the fire controlled by Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rongneng is known as having the strongest attack power among the twelve ancestral witches, which is why he can control this fire.
Dutian Divine Fire is the innate divine fire, purple in color.
Following Qike'er's command, several purple flames meandered and turned into a fire shield in an instant, covering Ling Muyun.
Ling Muyun's true energy surrounded him and he defended himself, but he still felt like he was in a steamer. Not to mention the unbearable heat, the flames burned, and he gradually felt suffocated.
It was not because of his own fault. The moment the Dutian Divine Fire was released, he was unable to seize the opportunity, and even avoiding it became a luxury.
What made him even more unbelievable was that the fire mask also released rapid tongues of flame, spraying towards him.
Possessed by thunder and lightning, Ling Muyun flashed several times, dodging the flames.
Then he struck the fire mask with his knife.
"Ding!"
It made a crashing sound like it was being cut into a real object, but the fire shield looked like it was about to burst, but it managed to hold on.
"Dutian Shenhuo is extremely powerful. It can melt gold and melt bones. But the weapon in the hands of the young general in front of me is so sharp!"
Qike'er secretly marveled in her heart and couldn't help but stare closely at Ling Muyun's figure.
Ling Muyun didn't mess up, and after a few more attacks, he patted his forehead.
"I wonder why it looks so familiar. It has the same purpose as the Four Beasts to Suppress Evil."
After thinking through the joints, Ling Muyun used the thunder in his palm to resist the tongue of fire.
Although the effect was very little, it even took several palm thunders to block a tongue of fire, but within a few breaths, the thunder power was faint and filled the entire space.
"Thunder Technique: Four Beasts Suppress Evil!"
