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Is beyond Qin Yi's expectations, there is no magic in front.

The scope of the Underground Palace is quite large, but apart from the anomalies of the previous monster formation, the others are nothing more than the secret practice of Donghuazi's confidant Taoist and demon. In other words, it is the place where people live everyday, and there are not traps everywhere.

Instead, there are a lot of formation methods such as gathering spirits, which are used to assist the practice.

Went all the way, but he could see many Taoists running in a panic, and then was caught up by Li Qinglin and led the team, all killed cleanly.

Many of the houses were empty, and there were some monsters lying in the house to recuperate and wound, and they were all killed by the soldiers.

The demon killed by the Seven Stars Yuming of the Minghe River, the reason why they are not as dark as Ye Ling is because they are all underground. Actually, ten rooms and nine empty spaces have already been created, and all antecedents are in harmony here.

There is nothing abnormal.

Li Qinglin personally grabbed a senior Taoist and smiled: "Brother Qingfeng, don't come unharmed."

The priest's face was as earthy as a sieve. As a close friend of Dong Huazi, daily confrontation with Li Qinglin is indispensable. This time I really don't know how he will conceal himself.

"Don't be so nervous." Li Qinglin said with a smile: "This place is too big, we find it annoying. Please ask the brother to lead the way, so that we can see the national teacher earlier."

Obviously, this priest was not a dead man, and he led the way forward tremblingly, and after a short time, he went to another hall. The hall door is made of metal and closed tightly, with a huge grimace carved on it. There are villains dancing around the grimace, like an ancient ceremony.

The Taoist warrior said tremblingly: "The state teacher is inside, I, I don't know how to open the door."

Qin Yi inspected it, tassel said: "This is not a witchcraft Taoist law, it is just an institution. It opens when you understand it, and there is no problem if you do n’t understand it. It seems that this Donghua The school is really superficial, we are overestimating him. "

Only listened to the "whish" sound in the hall, it seemed that an arrow had shot, and "poof" was stuck somewhere. With the sound of the sound, Li Qinglin covered his head again.

At this time, everyone felt that something was wrong. Could it be that what kind of witchcraft was being practiced in this way, to harm Li Qinglin in this way?

Qin Yi couldn't hold back anymore and hit the door with a swipe.

Everyone worked together to break the door, and the heavy metal door could not withstand so many martial artists colliding in unison. After a short time, the door was broken and the door opened.

The first glance at the goal is a puppet that looks like Li Qinglin, his face is lifelike, and his body and clothing are exactly the same as Li Qinglin. The puppet's forehead, throat, heart, and Dantian have shot arrows.

Donghuazi sat cross-legged in front of him, chanting words in his mouth.

Everyone was furious, Li Qinglin rushed forward, wearing a transparent shot of Dong Huazi with one shot, and nailed it fiercely on the wall: "Dao Dao dare to use magic to harm me!"

Donghuazi spit out blood, and actually looked at Li Qinglin and laughed.

Qin Yi's heart felt ominous.

This witchcraft is obviously not completed, otherwise Li Qinglin cannot be so lively. Theoretically, witchcraft is good enough to be magical. It is unacceptable for such fatal interruptions. As long as the caster is killed and the puppet is burned, witchcraft is useless.

What else does he laugh?

Li Qinglin obviously also had this confusion. This shot did not directly stab at Dong Huazi's key point, just nailed him to the wall and wanted to ask questions.

Donghuazi couldn't stop flowing blood, and apparently wouldn't live long, but instead had a spirited look, a smile like a spring breeze, accompanied by his mouth full of blood stains, looked strange and fabulous.

He took a few breaths and slowly said, "In fact, this method of seizing the soul requires nailing 365 holes, which is far from being completed. The original plan will take another five days to complete, but the prince is really powerful, This soldier was swift and unexpected, and this set of means was simply too late to complete. "

This is Dong Huazi's original plan. The king still has a life expectancy of about five or seven days. If Li Qinglin died suddenly at that time ... the destiny of Nanli did not want to know.

Li Qinglin said coldly: "Since this is the case, are you still hiding here and working tirelessly, is it a dying struggle?"

Dong Huazi didn't answer, and suddenly said something else: "Prince knows that although the poor Dao is indeed from the Xihuang School, but for so many years, Wang Shangxin believes that the people love ... The heart of the poor Dao is also flesh, The interests of Nanli have never been betrayed. On the contrary, the poor committees have been solidly southward in these years. "

Li Qinglin smiled: "Can you say you are a big loyalty, but I was forced to rebel?"

"Being loyal and being loyal, the Dao Dao dare not say that the Dao Dao was born recklessly, did not learn anything, and did not know too much truth." It is not a pity, but in the hearts of the king and the poor Dao, everything they do is only for longevity. Under the longevity, everything else is vain, and the king himself thinks so, why is he solely responsible for the poor Dao? "

Qin Yi pursed his lips, he knew that this concept is actually very close to tassels, maybe Minghe thought so.

Everything in the world, especially the affairs of a country, they don't even care. Does it matter who is loyal to and who is beneficial to this small country?

Li Qinglin smiled and said: "You want to say, are you really helping the father Wang Changsheng? Just rely on your panacea that can kill people?"

"The Taoist scriptures do indeed record lead and mercury movements for Yin and Yang. The poor Dao also asked many Dao friends, everyone is so practicing, and the poor Dao believes that if this method cannot live forever, it must be because there are no important medicines. So it was for this purpose to collect the demon pill. The prince really thought that the king did n’t know how to make a demon and take the pill? He knew that he was eating it himself. "

Li Qinglin said angrily: "He is almost dead when he eats your Dan.

Donghuazi slowly said: "Prince Prince Dao is dying ... and knowing that it is not the Yangshen liberation, got the freedom?"

Everyone looked at him speechlessly, so ridiculous, but in Dong Huazi's expression, he seemed to think so.

Li Qinglin was too lazy to continue to listen to him nonsense, and then said: "Then you can go free."

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Dong Huazi said: "The prince knows, why the poor Dao knows that it is too late, but he is still practicing this witchcraft?"

Li Qinglin's hand paused.

Dong Huazi grinned: "Because the Prince sees this scene, he is bound to be furious, and he will kill me as soon as possible. The real witchcraft of the poor is used on himself, and whoever kills me will suffer my life. Curse. The puppet is false, and the poor is the killer. "

Li Qinglin's expression slowly changed.

"The crown prince is good, courageous, resourceful, and talented. But people have flaws. For example, the prince is a warrior with a pioneer who can do everything himself. It might have been a heroic style, but sometimes it may be terrible. For example now. "

Li Qinglin listened quietly, and said lightly: "Thank you for your teaching."

Qin Yi was silent when he heard that they did not understand witchcraft, but they could not understand the embankment in advance. When Li Qinglin shot through Donghuazi, he had already calculated it.

He whispered to tassel: "Is there a way?"

Tassel sighed: "It doesn't feel lethal, but ..."

Dong Huazi coughed up his blood, and the smile became more and more happy: "The crown prince does not believe in longevity ... Or, even if he has longevity, he doesn't care about it. The poor Dao wants to know whether the day when the crown prince is old, and the gray-haired day is still Li Qinglin, who does not believe in longevity. Ha ... hahaha ... "

With laughter, he closed his eyes with a smile, and no longer heard.

Li Qinglin still maintains a gun posture, but everyone can see his body trembling slightly. Qin Yi stood behind Li Qinglin, watching his black hair slowly become gray, and his head slowly covered with gray.