(2-in-1 chapter)

It's just a fireball the size of a millstone, and after it bursts, it explodes all over the city and into the sky!

Fireball?

Pity this shijie does not exist the sun, moon and stars, but none of the countless people present know that the city first rushed and then shattered, it was clearly a golden wheel.

It was a small sun condensed by Su Jing with the Yang Fire Righteous Method!

Uncle Lu Jiu's elder brother passed it on Su Jing's silk silk, recording countless wonderful methods, most of which have realm restrictions, Su Jing is qualified to practice new spells every time he breaks a scene, but unfortunately Uncle Xiao is too busy, and he hasn't been able to spare much time to follow it carefully in the previous hundreds of years.

However, after breaking the immeasurable and cutting the Xuantian, due to the loosening of the six-ear seal and the revelation of the traitor Ye Feishili, there will be a major war in the future, Su Jing suspended his realm cultivation and turned back to his energy to focus on the art of fighting: refining swordsmanship with killing macatons and returning immortals, studying the secret method of refining and refining the unequaled inheritance, and of course, it is indispensable to do his homework and find a yang fire killing method suitable for the current situation from the silk. Among them, there is a Yang Fire Killing Array, which can just be practiced after stepping into the realm of the Yuan Shen.

It's a killing array, but the name of the formation is not murderous at all, called: Fusang.

What is Fusang? It is the sacred tree, the birth, cultivation and shelter of the golden crow, in other words, the Fusang tree is the nest of the three-legged golden crow. That is, the old nest, how can outsiders be allowed to set foot in it! Yang Fire Killing Array 'Fusang', obtaining this is the intention, practicing the law and forbidden, Yang Fire Killing, dare to enter the formation half a step, burning bones and burning souls so that people who come to die will not even think about a little ash.

The silk spells are extraordinary, not to mention the power of the killing array, and what is especially wonderful is that after this formation is laid down, the true yuan is hidden and the mana is hidden. There is almost no aura shock after the formation of the forbidden spell, and the enemy is in danger after entering the formation, and Su Jing laughed when he saw the 'Fusang' formation on the silk, how can he not learn such a spell that reflects his mind.

The formation cultivation has been successful, but there has been little chance to use it. After coming to the realm and picking up the crow, he repeatedly encountered people visiting the city, which naturally aroused Su Jing's thoughts, and laid down in the ice city for a while, thinking that maybe one day he could catch a big fish from the snow field to the summer realm, and there was nothing in the crow city where Su Jing carried all the way, but the ice city itself was a fierce fire cave.

After the formation is arranged. There have also been cultivators infiltrating and spying. However, the lives of the idle people are not as valuable as Su Jing's yang fire, and the little uncle disdains to move the formation, until this moment, a thought flows, and the 'Fusang' killing array breaks out. The White Crow City has turned into a fire cave!

Array of gods. The fire in the city was churning and cracking. The Xuan Ice wrapped outside the city was not damaged at all, the ice crystals wrapped in red flames, the good spells in the hands of the little uncle, and the good scenery in Su Qiangqiang's eyes!

It's just a move in the pit. There is a tendency to make a big move, but the sugar man wants to burn the ice city outside the pit?

What a stupid act this was, so much so that the crowd in the stands returned that the fire in the city was not caused by Su Jing, but that King Wangjing had secretly ordered the city to be burned.

Seeing the fierce fire in the city, King Jing's face was shocked, and he didn't want to blurt out and shouted: "Fight the fire! Quickly put out the fire! That person's city fire will not be extinguished, and he will be killed one by one!"

The people around the king drove the crowd and couldn't pay attention to Su Jing for the time being, and cast spells one after another or frustrated the soil and raised sand or called for clouds and rain, and in an instant, the sky was surging outside, and the heavy rain and Wanjun sand rushed to the ice city at the same time. But what is burning in the city? Heavenly Dao is the right law, and the golden crow is really fired! A round of red sun shines on yin and yang, and everything in the world cannot be burned, regardless of whether it is earth or rain, mountains or seas, if the golden crow is really angry, everything can be used as burning wood when it comes into the fire.

Ordinary water and earth entered the city, not only failed to weaken the slightest fire, but turned into adding fuel to the fire, only to hear a boom, the flames in the city instantly soared, and the brilliant golden red sun flame rose violently.

Wangjing Wang had to be furious, how could he still have the slightest princely demeanor, his eyes were like knives and he glared at Su Jing angrily, and shouted: "Xia Lishan, you dare"

As soon as he said five words, the angry scolding had not really been spoken, and suddenly a series of terrible howls rushed out of the ice city, and a figure rushed out of the city, and there were remnants of fire everywhere around him, and his body shook and fled in embarrassment.

With such a ferocious fire array, there were still people who could escape from the city? Everyone in the pit was amazed, and some people with flexible minds had already guessed that the city was on fire, and the king of Wangjing was anxious and angry, was it because this person was in the city? In this way, things were straightened out, and the king of Wangjing sent people into the ice city to investigate, and Xia Lishan set fire to the city to burn this person to death.

But where is the 'person' who escaped, the shadow is dark green, the skin and flesh are like mist, and the facial features are twisted and bloody, and it is clearly a fierce ghost.

Xia Li was beside the sedan chair, and the sugar man Tang Guo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Where did this ghost come from?"

The spirit of the hydra was recognized, but he didn't find out until the evil ghost escaped from the city, and he was still wondering why Su Jing wanted to burn the city.

"Attached to the body of King Wangjing, killing the fierce soul, it will arrive before the fight. Its identity is so big that even King Wangjing listens to him. Su Jing replied in a secret voice.

The powerful ghost is hidden in the body by the King of Wangjing, this fang's cultivation is profound, whether it is the golden crow god or the fierce sense of Xiangliu, it is difficult to check its existence, but Su Jing's 'look' ghost is relied on the robes of the king of bones, and the python robe is added, and no matter how fierce the mourning thing is, it will not escape Su Jing's identification.

It was Su Jing's every move that killed the fierce soul that was already in Su Jing's eyes, but Su Jing didn't break it.

At the beginning, there was no change in killing the macaque soul, and occasionally the prestige of King Jing gave a word or two, and it didn't matter if King Jing listened or not, when he arrived at the White Crow City, the three corpses held the fan and swaggered out, and the killing macaque soul attached great importance to the ice city, and quietly escaped from the king's body, and sneaked into the white crow to investigate.

Su Jing estimated that if he didn't turn out his biggest capital such as 'Zhangyi, Tu Wan, Monk', etc., he was afraid that he would not be able to fight this fang, but the other party took the initiative to enter the 'Fusang' killing array, which couldn't be better.

In the ice city, Su Jingzhen tried his best, and arranged more than two months before and after, the civet cat could not fight the jackal, but what was the formation for? In the formation, every day the tanuki stored the power of his own pounce into the array, and accumulated little by little, until the killing array was launched and the gathering force was killed.

The ghosts entered the city, and the Fusang array rose.

The pit was dug by Su Jing, but the people were not pushed by Su Jing. It was he who had to jump into it, so Su Jing felt that he was not a pit this time.

In fact, this is also a place where Su Jing has a unique mind: a striking ice city is not allowed to leave an inch, no outsiders are allowed to enter, the city seems mysterious and mysterious, and others only hide his important things in the road, who would have thought that this eye-catching and abnormal city is just a striking and abnormal trap!

It's so eye-catching, but it makes people can't tell the truth.

It's just that Su Jing didn't expect that the murderous soul was so strong that he could break through the formation and escape.

There was still a yang fire on the ghost's body that had not been extinguished, and he was burned to the ground, and he was in a hurry to rush towards King Wangjing. Murderous creatures. The original appearance is the appearance before death. But it was burned so hard by the fire that it lost its shape, and it was even more difficult to maintain the stealth spell, so that everyone present, whether it was a cultivator or a layman, could see it, and could see that it was an evil ghost, but could not distinguish that it was a killing ghost.

The guards around King Wangjing saw that the evil ghost was coming, how could they ignore it, and at the same time rushed to meet the enemy, but unexpectedly, King Wangjing roared behind him: "Get out." Get out of the way and get out of the way!"

The king of men flies. Retreat the guards. Fly forward to pick up the demons yourself.

At this moment, Xia Lishan spoke again, his voice was gentle, and there was a bit of helplessness in his tone: "Emperor of the Emperor today." Two sins of mediocrity, one of which is old and dizzy"

The words contain true energy, the voice is far away, the words are clear in the ears, and everyone in the audience doesn't know how to evaluate this sugar man, a series of visions are frequent, making people dizzy, and disturbing people's hearts, and now the sugar man has unprovoked accusations of long live, where did he pull out this topic?

When Su Jing was halfway through his words, King Wangjing had already taken up the burned evil ghost, only to see the two of them touch in the air, and the evil ghost disappeared into the prince's body and disappeared.

"The emperor's eyes are dizzy! His own brother was possessed by a ghast spirit but he didn't know his relatives, and he still entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, this is not dazzling, he is blind! And the demon is the king, where is the national unity!" In the second half of the sentence, Su Jingyu made a sonorous sound, and the emperor's first crime was counted.

Before Su Jing's words fell, the thirty-four Chiwu Emperor Venerable Spirit Statues opened their eyes at the same time, poked their fingers and angrily looked at King Jing, vibrating the sound of heaven and winning people's hearts: "Demons, evil!"

The stands on all sides exclaimed, and the words of the sugar man entered the ears and hearts, and the dignified King Jing was taken away by the evil spirit, is he a puppet?

This dirty water is not only splashed by the sugar man, but also has the authenticity of the spirit statue of the Chiwu Emperor! More importantly, King Wangjing's 'body' powerful ghost is a confidential matter, and no one except the disciple of the national teacher knows about it, and the entourage of King Wangjing's entourage, both openly and secretly, knows that Wang Jia does not cultivate the ability to control ghosts and souls, and at this moment, he saw the prince unusually and responded to a powerful ghost

The king of Wangjing was furious! The ghost was much higher than himself in terms of rank and status, and it was burned to the ground, and after returning to Beijing, the imperial brother would inevitably be punished, and then he heard the sugar man open his mouth and framed him, and shouted in anger: "Bold"

Seeing that people's hearts were scattered, at this time, the great disciple of the national teacher could not help but distinguish for King Wangjing, and at the same time spoke: "Do you know"

Wang drove two words, the monk said three words, and before they could say it, Xia Lishan, the sugar man at the bottom of the pit, jumped out of the sedan chair and looked at the king with the thirty-four ancestral fairy statues, and once again opened his mouth in unison and shouted: "Kill!"

How can it leave another opportunity for the other party to distinguish, and the thirty-four statues in the angry drink rose to the sky, and flew to the king of Jing with thunder and anger, which will eliminate the demon and clear the king's side.

Judging official affairs, the first apprentice of the national teacher and King Wangjing will interrogate Xia Lishan, how can he suddenly become a sugar man to reveal the truth and judge King Wangjing as a puppet of evil ghosts?

The scene is chaotic, and the mind is even more chaotic. Regardless of whether the king is true or not, the sugar man is not allowed to kill at will, whether it is from the capital or not, every warrior and cultivator here is responsible for protecting it, but now it is the immortal ancestor temple and the Chiwu Emperor Zun immortal spirit on the shrine of the god emperor, which is one of the beliefs of all the ancient people and the executioners of the Ding people who have been kneeling down to worship and pray for blessings since they were sensible!

To fight or not to fight, and how to fight? The people's hearts hesitated, but the fairy spirit was resolute, roaring angrily, pounced, raised his hand to pinch the killing seal, and deducted it! Then there was a sensational loud noise, and the sky and the earth cracked, and the sound and anger swept in all directions, and the next moment the spirit statue disappeared, the heaven and the earth disappeared, and the thick fog rushed to fill the air!

With the refined Qingguo Qi, he hooked up with the Chiwu Zhenjun Divine Statue Lingxi, and invited the immortal ancestor to control the immortal spirit, it is not difficult to be scary, but it can't be killed, because Su Jing's realm is not enough. If you want to command the spirit statue to kill people, unless Su Jing himself is also a flying golden immortal. When you really want to kill, you have to rely on Su Jing himself.

The fog gathered from the Southern Wilderness Fox Land has been refined into three changes: the mist of the true appearance, the white jade longbow, and the white fox warm fur. Among them, the best use, and Su Jing's favorite, is still the true form of this treasure, full of wild spirit, full of fog, abruptly filled the pit.

Whether it's a deep overhaul or a shallow executioner. When you are deep in the fog, there are only 'three feet' left, and no matter how strong your eyesight is, you can't see three feet away; no matter how keen your spiritual sense is, you can't penetrate three feet away! Only this strange fog doesn't close your ears, everyone is exclaiming, everyone can hear the exclamation, but you can't see it or detect it, so your heart is even more panicked.

The ordinary people watching the battle were in a mess in an instant, running around, crashing into people, turning over on their backs, and countless people fell into the pit. The soldiers and horses are not much stronger than the people, and everyone is terrified in the fog, even if there are loyal guards who want to sacrifice their lives to protect the Lord, but now they don't even know where they are. What to talk about protecting the king.

But the fog came and went quickly. In less than half a cup of tea, the fog that filled the four directions disappeared at once.

The heavens and the earth were clear again, their vision and spiritual sense were clear again, and everyone's first reaction was to look at the place where the king was before: empty!

King Wangjing is gone.

I couldn't find Wang Jia. Then hurriedly turned his eyes to see the bottom of the pit. Xia Lishan, Nu'er, Tang Guo, three dwarves, six pairs of brides, and three thousand fierce ghosts Xia Erlang were all in the ring. It didn't seem to have moved at all. Thirty-four immortal ancestor spirit statues have also been collected and re-surrounded around the sugar man.

There are many sugar people at the bottom of the pit.

Not to mention that there is no less, but there is one more: just three feet in front of the statue of the emperor, a man is on the ground. The heart has opened a big hole, and the heavenly spirit has collapsed deeply, and it is the current long-live royal brother, King Wangjing.

He was already dead.

Unsurprisingly, there were countless exclamations in the silent pit.

Everything has an accumulation process, from the eighteen snow fields to the sugar man's voice 'Xia Erlang, Undress the robe's order began, Xia Erlang brutally killed the four fierce soldiers in the snow field, the wicked people grinded the flag to control the Yin Dragonfly Guard, the disciples of the national teacher mentioned official affairs and looked at King Jing's bright robe and Liwei, the three dwarves led the murderous things out of the city, Xia Lishan changed his robe and gave alms, the nine-colored girl and Shuangsu were martyred, thirty-four immortal ancestors and immortals, the fire of Xuanbing City protruded, the evil ghost was broken into and joined the king, the sugar man said that the prince was really a puppet possessed by the soul, the spirit statue shot to subdue the demon and the fog filled all directions, and the fog of zuihou dispersed to look at the tragic death of King Jing was thrilling, but all these things together were less than an hour old。

By now, the mood of the people in the eight directions could no longer be described in words, and there was only one question in their hearts, 'Is this Xia Lishan a human or a ghost, an immortal or a demon', and they looked at Su Jing's gaze again, except for awe or awe.

Yan Yanbo's face was almost transparent: In front of the Gray Mountain Temple, the prince was arrogant and was invited by Xia Lishan to ask the fairy spirit to point out the sentence 'not a weapon', which cut off the future;

The exclamation arose from instinct, and there was a noise on all sides, but the soldiers and horses in the sky did not move, and they all stood in place. Because of the sugar man, there is a statue of the Immortal Ancestor Emperor to protect him.

The manifestation of the immortal ancestor can be called a sacred thing, and the status of King Jing is one person under ten thousand people, if the spirit statue goes to kill the prince and everyone is responsible, it must be done. But now that the prince is dead, the army will not dare to attack the 'Immortal Ancestor'.

Su Jing didn't go to see King Jing's body: "King Jing is possessed by evil spirits, at least he is still the skin of a man." But what other miscellaneous things, for no reason, are you worthy?"

This topic came inexplicably, especially the second half of the sentence, no one understood. Xia Lishan raised his hand at the people in Nantai, and then everyone saw that there were a few more pieces of red rope in his hand, which was originally a rope, but it was cut off by a sharp blade and cut into four or five pieces.

The son of the old prime minister and the younger brother of the foreign surname Wang, several nobles from the high status of the Beijing division recognized the red rope in his hand, and their complexions changed again, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look and couldn't find that person. Previously, everyone put their spirits on King Wangjing, so when the fog cleared, no one paid attention to the south stand, except for King Wangjing, there was one person missing: the great disciple of the national teacher.

The disciples of the national teacher are not mortal in the flesh, but a red rope of hanging bell in the main hall of the ancestral shrine of the Emperor Tai.

Now that this red rope is torn apart and is held by Su Jing, the fate of the disciples of the national teacher is self-evident.

Take advantage of a heavy fog to extinguish the red rope and kill the two most important people in the field in a row!

Xia Lishan smiled, and his tone was indifferent: "The prince is possessed, the emperor doesn't check, one is mediocre; ”

While listening to the words of the sugar man, now the two highest-ranking people in the field are also discussing in secret, and the prime minister's son asked the younger brother surnamed Wang: "Do you want to fight?"

The identity, status, official position, and seniority of the two people are comparable, but the prime minister is a civil official, and the foreign surname Wang is a military merit king, a military attaché. The 'brother' was a little hesitant: "What do you see?"

Sighing, the prime minister's son responded: "The sugar man has a spirit statue to protect him, so he doesn't dare to fight; ”

It's nonsense, but it's also a clear truth, a dilemma.

After a pause, the prime minister's son made a decision: "It's not a matter of fighting or not, then it depends on whether you can beat it or not!"

This is a happy sentence, it is difficult to do inside and outside, so don't think about this weight, just see if you can fight, if you can, if you can, don't fight.

The younger brother surnamed Wang shook his head. The strength around the sugar man is very expensive, and if the strange fog comes again, even if he takes precautions in advance, it will not be easy to deal with, but these are all good to say, the key is that now none of them can see through whether the sugar man has anything else to rely on.

The attitude of the sugar man is too high!

And then the morale of the army is shaken, not to mention the soldiers and horses under his command, even many nobles are now afraid of Su Jing more than hateful.

At this time, Xia Lishan at the bottom of the pit suddenly spoke: "Which person is in charge, please talk about it in person." After saying that, he remembered another thing, smiled, and looked up at the stands on all sides: "After the official trial is over, everyone is leaving." ”

Before, the prince wanted to clear the scene, but the 'sugar master' didn't let him go, but now that the prince is dead, everyone will disperse.

Maybe there will be a lively look in the back, look at the fart, no one wants to spend a little more time with the evil star, there is a big chaos in the stands, and no one else is rushing to withdraw, Su Jingquan ignored it, and looked straight to the seat of the nobles in Nantai.

The prime minister's son, the younger brother surnamed Wang, became more and more hesitant, and when they met, they talked about it in detail?

In the midst of hesitation and difficulty in making a decision, the sugar man at the bottom of the pit smiled: "Don't hesitate, adult, I'll go up." Saying that he made a sedan chair, he stretched out his hand and patted the sedan bar, and a pair of fine ghosts shouted in their mouths: "Retreat from all directions, and those who stand in the way die!"

The little ghost climbed into the wind, the small sedan chair swayed, and floated towards the south stand, only Su Jing and a pair of servants, and the other teams stayed in the ring.

Is it cowardice or contempt? At least the nobles of Nantai felt a lot more at ease when they saw this.

The sedan chair fell, and other people who were not of enough status retreated, and the prime minister's son and his brother surnamed Wang met side by side.

The little ghost lifted the sedan curtain, and Su Jing always spoke indifferently and got straight to the point: "King Wangjing came with a ghost, not possessed by a ghost, he was unjustly killed by me, but he died unjustly." ”

He was unjustly killed, but he died unjustly!-

It's also a two-in-one today.,Read it.,It's about 5,7800 words.,A little less than two chapters.,Everyone forbears.,The main thing is that something happened to a fellow student today.,I have to rush over to take a look.,It's estimated that there is no empty code word before twelve o'clock.。

I miss the manuscript like never before. (To be continued......)