An "On the Country" is about to be written, but the pen in Mr. Fan Lao's hand is rotten.

The power of the all over the sky has been surging to the extreme, but just as this whole article was about to take shape and suppressed the Quartet, it suddenly disappeared because of the last stroke, and it seemed to be shot high in the sky, like Tiangong Like the high waves, he had lost his confidence before he even touched the heavenly man on that day, and then fell quickly and fell into a mess. The situation is unstoppable.

"How can this be?"

"How can this be?"

"Who is killing me?"

The madness on Mr. Fan’s face has not yet dissipated, and countless colors of panic have continued to emerge. He yelled angrily, watching the half-empty Scripture in front of him began to become dim, and even reached out his hand in vain. , Seems to want to catch it back...

"No one wants to harm you..."

The seal of the mountain and river in his hand suddenly emitted a cloud of black light. In the black light, there was a shadow that only Mr. Fan could see. In that shadow was a young man who was his mortal enemy, Wuhe County. The young guard of the county, even the big pit of the dog-slasher before, was dug for him by this person, but now, he is laughing coldly at Mr. Fan in a way that no one can see: At this point, you still want to continue to make a reputation for yourself through the seal of the mountain and river given by the **** king?"

"Old sir, you have an accident!"

"The King of God knows that you have attracted the Tianxingdao assassin and assassinated the second son of Fang. How can you continue to print the mountains and rivers to you?"

"Hehe, an old gentleman who has been for the first time, a living saint, I think you are really getting more and more incomprehensible. Fang Er Gongzi is the younger brother of the fairy teacher Fang Chi. You dare to assassinate? In order to end the dog demon. , Do you even dare to cross the country and go directly to Chaoge to find a backer? Then Yun wants to ask you on behalf of the **** king of the country, how much trouble do you want to cause for my country?"

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When the shadow and the voice reached Mr. Fan’s heart, the seal of the mountains and rivers he had been holding tightly in his hands actually seemed to have his own life, struggling desperately, and suddenly dropped out. Turning into a clear light, fleeing into the air.

I don't know how many people, watching this scene, their heart jumped.

The seal of the mountains and rivers is the authority that Yuanguo bestowed on Mr. Fan Lao. This seal was taken away, if it was deprived of his authority.

"Yunxiao, do you dare to harm me?"

Mr. Fan was startled and angry, and chased after the mountains and rivers, but he was not good at supernatural powers, how could he catch up?

After staggering a few steps, he turned around sullenly, and saw countless eyes of sympathy, compassion, or resentment from the sky and the earth.

This made his heart almost explode, and for the first time in his life, he felt the blood of shame in his brain.

"You will hurt me..."

"You are all concealing evil intentions and cannot tolerate my innocent reputation..."

"Kill...you deserve to die!"

While roaring wildly, he suddenly slapped his forehead, and his whole body aura became weird. Above his head, strands of golden light rose, turning into a shadow of himself. It was a blue robe, holding a Chinese pen. , Without anger and prestige, surrounded by awe-inspiring aura, like a prestigious old Confucian, bearing the destiny of ten thousand years, the shadow of writing the great truth...

"Infant Light..."

Someone was taken aback: "Mr. Fan is about to become a Yuan Ying?"

That shadow is the projection of Mr. Fan Lao in the world, and it is a brand he wants to leave to the world.

And this brand, if he can get enough nourishment, he can be made holy and break through the realm of Yuan Ying overhaul.

"The old man has guarded Qingjiang for decades, settled in poverty, cherishes his reputation, and cultivated such a reputation for decades. If you want to harm me, how can it be so simple? How about taking my authority and badging my magic pen? What can I do to tarnish my reputation?"

Mr. Fan's voice was rolling like thunder.

"Old man... as long as the ghost officer is killed and the spirit well is filled, still... Feier can be underestimated!"

When this sound was rolling across Qingjiang, he had already strode forward and grabbed Sect Master Xiao Xu in the air.

At this time, the illusory shadow behind him was borrowing infinite power from the Qingjiang River, even the entire Yuan country, and the entire Daxia. This kind of power was destroyed. At this time, it looked like it could be What he saw directly caused his shadow to grow rapidly, entwining the endless power, and it became more and more real, grabbing it to Sect Master Xiao Xu with endless divine might.

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"what is that?"

In the small building, Yu Qingli frowned and asked.

"It's his reputation!"

Fang Cun spoke slowly, saying: "He will have maintained his reputation for decades. It is not so easy to be defeated. There are still many people who believe in him, and so many people still believe in him. Conferred, use this to kill all his enemies..."

Hearing this, He Zhenzhang's face suddenly turned pale: "Your family chief is gone..."

Fang Cun just smiled and shook his head: "No!"

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At this time, Sect Master Xiao Xu has been out of trouble, the sky full of scriptures, after the last stroke did not arouse, has been dissipated in the air, and the seven gas refiners and the commander of the prefecture who haunted him before, When Mr. Fan's seal of mountains and rivers was taken away, he could not contain his panic, and hurriedly fled away. At this time, he just looked at the crazy old man in confusion and panic...

But Sect Master Xu, who was at ease, met Mr. Fan's palm, but did not avoid it.

He just raised his hand and pushed it straight up.

In his body, there is also a divine light and dark accumulation, making his devilish energy seem to be transforming into divine will.

This kind of power, compared with Mr. Fan Lao, turned out to be completely opposite.

Mr. Fan Lao’s blessing of infant light made him look like a kind of meaning of external reality and internal emptiness, while Sect Master Xiao Xu’s divine essence, internal reality and external emptiness, two completely different powers. Their movements collided in midair...

Wow...

Sect Master Xiao Xu was smashed by this force and couldn't stop falling down.

After all, he is still far behind the power that Mr. Fan can borrow.

With this collision of supernatural powers, he had almost no power to fight back.

However, this kind of decline only lasted for a short time. Sect Master Xiao Xu’s figure suddenly stopped when he was three feet away from the ground, and then the Shenguang Dao burst out, causing him to rush towards the sky. Going, the momentum was indescribably mighty, and the mana hit by Mr. Fan Lao turned into a big hand was smashed, and the robe hunted and went directly into the air.

At this time, he stood higher than Mr. Fan Lao.

And Mr. Fan seemed to be getting older all of a sudden. He felt that the power he had borrowed was passing fast, like ice and snow meeting boiling water, melting one by one, even the power of this melting, He rushed to his body, his face became extremely frightened, and he yelled, "What's going on...you...what methods did you use to harm me?"

"It's not we who hurt you!"

Sect Master Xiao Xu looked at him condescendingly, shook his head slowly, and said, "You hurt yourself..."

When he said this, his face even showed a look of disgust: "You keep saying that others are harming you, but since you can borrow the faith of the people, why don't you go back to the source and see if it is Why did it cause this?"

While talking, he held up his hand and said coldly: "Look, I will not attack you at this time!"

Mr. Fan was full of questions at this time, he actually went to see it.

Because at this time, he couldn't understand it anyway.

His method is the way of transforming infants in the "Ling Jing". It is the trust and admiration of the people of Qingjiang to him, and it is also his last successor, because this trust and admiration does not come from his county guard. It comes from the common people, from thousands of people who trust him, so no matter from any angle, this kind of belief should not collapse so fast...

Even the people in Qingjiang City believed him to be a ghost official, but there was still a large part of them, still confused, not changing so quickly, and for the great Qingjiang, there were too many people who still didn’t know about Qingjiang. , Still trusting him.

So, how did this fall apart?

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Mr. Fan quickly traced back to the source and saw the reason.

He saw a group of people, cursing him, berating him, their beliefs were like poison.

It is precisely because I have borrowed all the power to deal with the predicament in front of me, desperately, that is why this curse is incorporated into my own baby light, but it is the same as the iron torrent of my own power. It's like a tonic, mixed with poison, that's why he lost a move. Just like Sect Master Xiao Xu said, he didn't lose to him, but to himself.

But how did such poisons and curses come from?

Why would anyone think about dying like this?

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"It's the people!"

Sect Master Xiao Xu looked at Mr. Fan with a look of fear~lightnovelpub.net~ and whispered: "The people who survived in the Wuyashan area!"

Looking at Mr. Fan’s gaze, he suddenly became a little bit cruel, and said sternly: "You have deceived the people of the world, how can you deceive them? They know that you are the county guard, but let them be oppressed and swallowed by the monster race. There have been a few months, and it’s a scene where you once saw you kill the dog demon in the sects, but you still have to project it to prevent us from killing the dog demon..."

Listening to his voice, Mr. Fan's face was as panic as he saw a ghost.

But Sect Master Xiao Xu walked towards him step by step, his voice seemed to come from the netherworld, word by word penetrated into Mr. Fan’s heart: “So, since then, they have prayed day and night and cursed you. Go to death, forever!"

Mr. Fan's face suddenly became extremely pale, like a ghost...