At night, it rained heavily.

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The once gorgeous palace lanterns illuminate the eaves and rain down.

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The thunder and lightning made the eardrums hurt. The princess and the side room hid in the house. The prince was uneasy in the outer room. In the evening, he got news that the priest entered the hall to slander and slander.

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But the master's insidious and ruthless methods will not delay. Since he has already expressed his intention to eradicate dissidents, there will be a danger of death before dawn!

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Poor old father Huang is confused, obsessed with longevity and indulging in cultivation. It's ridiculous, being manipulated by others without knowing it.

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Since Feng Wang Jianfu left the imperial city a few years ago and the divine teacher entered the palace, these princes have no right to speak anymore, and the disciples of the divine teacher have often ridiculed and insinuated that they have no dignity, and now they can't even save their lives.

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"Ugh……"

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A sigh was lost in the rain.

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The gods will appear, and the eminent monks will come to the door. I don't know if the old and young people in the house can tide over the difficulties.

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In the courtyard pavilion.

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The old monk Huixian entered the meditation like an ancient tree with vicissitudes. He muttered the scriptures. The blue smoke of the incense burner in front of him rose in a vertical line, and the oil lamp illuminated the face of the Buddha and Bodhisattva with kind eyebrows and good eyes.

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Little Stone and the snake demon boy stood on both sides, and the snake demon boy had black hair tied behind his head, wearing black clothes and holding a knife around his head.

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Boom!

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Lightning illuminated the palace, and the prince almost fell off the wooden chair in shock.

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With a choking sound, the knife around its head was unsheathed, and the snake demon walked out of the pavilion with one hand pointing at the ground, eyes glowing red, and the heat sensor clearly saw more than a dozen thieves sneaking up to the top of the building, their strength should not be underestimated, but they are equally For the emperor's dragon pressure in the palace, he did not dare to use spells indiscriminately, for fear of attracting punishment from heaven.

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Old Huixian still lowered his head and recited the scriptures, sitting like a bell, steady as a rock.

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Little Stone walked out of the pavilion in the rain and walked to the snake demon companion, and glanced at the surrounding darkness.

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"Is there an enemy?"

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"Thirteen Xiaoxiao, it seems that our entry into the mansion is known, so we can't help but take action ahead of time. Boss Bai instructed to protect everyone in the palace. In a while, stand far away and don't splatter blood, I will let them taste the sharpness of the blade!"

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The snake demon boy pointed the tip of the blade diagonally to the ground, and the rain slid down the edge of Senhan's blade.

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With a worried look on his face, Little Stone encouraged him.

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"Don't worry, I will never stop you. Be ruthless. There is soy sauce in the back kitchen of the palace, you know."

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"Keep your voice down so that Master doesn't hear..."

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"Understood, you take care."

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Little Stone ran back to the pavilion.

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Taking a breath, the snake demon boy stepped back half a step with his left foot, and his muscles exploded with force! The rain splashed out in an instant, and went straight to the roof to raise a knife and slash! Three feet of blood!

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At the same time, the top of the palace was covered with dark clouds, and the lightning snakes roamed down from time to time.

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The main world mobilized the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning to be stronger and more powerful. Originally, there was no rain today. Bai Yu wanted to see the real situation of the Fuliang Kingdom Palace but did not want to be known.

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Step on the black clouds and look down at the brightly lit palace on the dark earth.

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"What the **** are you doing..."

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It is more intuitive to look down from a high altitude and use the eye of reality.

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The eyes turned into vertical pupils.

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Glancing at the palace and the main buildings in the city, I saw... the dragon energy of the royal family was constantly weakening, and the almost invisible dragon energy was silently transferred to the mansion of the master. A certain figure in the mansion of the master became stronger and stronger, and the royal family was weakening. .

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She pouted, she was listless and a little sleepy.

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"It turned out to be a vain attempt to replace it by absorbing the spirit of an emperor. It was really unscrupulous for the sake of cultivation, poor little thing, proper magic way..."

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Stealing the King's Qi is indeed useful for cultivation, but the harm outweighs the benefit.

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Even a real dragon like Bai Yu is cautious not to absorb the dragon energy of the emperor at will, for fear of breaking the order of the world, and ordinary monks or monsters and ghosts are not easily touched.

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"I am determined to commit to the devil, and I have the courage and admiration. Ben Long would rather go to heaven to be a handyman and drink peach juice with water than join the devil's way. The devil world is chaotic, and maybe his life will be over at any time."

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I have seen many crazy people regardless of the consequences, and most of them leave the devil world in the end.

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"The most miraculous law in the cultivation world. I believe that I have a unique talent series. If I have the opportunity and treasures, I will be able to ride the wind and shake the supreme immortal emperor for nine days."

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"Whether this move is really aimed at stealing dragon energy or laying out dragon traps, it's hard to guess or see through."

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Xiao Xiao didn't dare to be open and aboveboard, and acted secretly while hiding her head and showing her tail.

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The fate of the Emperor Fuliang is not yet exhausted, and those who steal the dragon qi choose Xu Xutu.

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Now that they've discovered it, that's the end of it all. They took great pains to steal the emperor's dragon energy, and Bai Yu could stop it with a single word.

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The little hand quickly made a handprint, imitating the shape of a dragon's claw...

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"Anzhen!"

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Above the palace, the weakening imperial dragon energy was still.

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The handprints changed again, dazzling. In just two or three breaths, dozens of different seals were printed. They were not pure yang skills, nor were they spells in the cultivation world, but an innate talent of the dragon race to manipulate all kinds of dragon veins and dragon energy. Coordinating the operation of all things in the world, the emperor is also one of all things in this world.

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"Return to the source!"

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The left hand pinch the hand, the right hand rotates counterclockwise...

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The long-bearded old man sitting in the Master's Mansion suddenly woke up, and cast a spell again in an attempt to prevent the emperor's aura from disappearing.

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Bai Yu sneered in disdain.

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"You have great courage to plan an emperor's spirit in front of a dragon. Don't think that it's yours to get it. In the end, the bamboo basket will be empty, so why bother."

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The master panicked and tried to restore the emperor's dragon energy, but it was in vain.

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I understand, this divine master is both a participant and a chess piece. He is unwilling that his lifespan is approaching and gradually dying of old age. He is willing to use the emperor's dragon energy to improve and then go to the devil world to become a devil.

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Secretly and painstakingly stealing ~lightnovelpub.net~ Once back to a few years ago, a certain white can imagine the grief and grief in his heart.

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It is estimated that the two masters of Xuanxian will be alerted only after dawn.

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"It's going to rain all night..."

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The dark clouds closed and covered the figure, the thunderstorm poured down, the raindrops hit the eaves and the blue tiles turned into mist rising, the smooth stone road and the narrow streets and alleys flooded with muddy water, and the thunder frightened the baby to cry.

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The palace.

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Huan Shou's sharp blade pierced through the rain curtain and cut flesh.

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The snake demon boy stabbed the tip of the knife into the enemy's chest with all his strength, stirred it violently, and before he had time to draw the knife, he let go, turned and threw himself into another person's arms, flexibly circled behind him, opened his mouth and bit his throat to release the venom!

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Cobras are extremely venomous and terrifying, and the flesh and blood of those bitten by snakes can be seen to turn black quickly!

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After he succeeded, the snake demon kicked the poisoned person hard and jumped into the air, rolling two circles and splashing rainwater, reaching out, and the ring-headed knife flew back to his hand with a swoosh.

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The blood boiled in the continuous high-intensity fight, and the clothes and black hair evaporated.

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After all the enemies were resolved, he returned the sword to its sheath and walked back to the pavilion to stand beside the old monk, doing his due diligence as a guardian monster.

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Old Huixian breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't injured.

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The majestic rain washed the corpse, the red blood flowed into the waterway along the cracks in the floor tiles, and the lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the pale face that gradually lost temperature...