Heavenly Dao Formula

Xia Fan was dumbfounded.

The fortune-telling of feelings has to vary from person to person.

Fortunately, he had reported the slightest expectation for the result of the divination just now.

"The young master's divination is very powerful." The little girl suddenly said, "The old master said that divination itself is to spy on the way of heaven, and there is a price to pay. The greater the price, the stronger the spell. The young master has already paid a lot. the price."

"Have it?"

The little girl nodded seriously, "Aside from divination, he has nothing else to do well. Unlike Qianzhi, he is not good at divination."

"Who said I can't do anything else? Shut up!" Fang Xiandao stared.

Qianzhi pouted, "The old man also said that if you lie to others, you will be struck by lightning. The same goes for lying to yourself."

"This sentence itself is deceiving! It's not good for you to trust anyone, trust the old man—"

Boom!

With an explosion, Fang Xiandao shut his mouth abruptly.

Xia Fan thought it was a shock technique for a moment, but soon realized that it was a natural thunder.

He raised his head, only to see a faint light flickering in the dark sky, like a wick that appeared and disappeared in the dark clouds that obscured the sun.

The thunder continued one after another, and the sea wind blowing across the northern city became more violent.

At this moment, Xia Fan suddenly felt a cold in his nose.

He reached out and touched it, and it felt slightly wet.

In an instant, small rustling sounds came from around.

"Ah...it's raining." Qianzhi opened her hand and said.

That's right, it's rain.

He ushered in the first rainfall since autumn.

After a while, the drizzle turned into a torrential rain, a layer of water mist formed on the stone pavement, and countless streams gathered together, rushing towards the storage yard.

This is undoubtedly the worst situation. Even if the entire bungalow is set on fire, the fire will not last long in the face of such rain. Unless you hide indoors, use torches to block doors, windows and other entrances. However, ordinary houses cannot withstand the long-range attack of demons at all, and hiding on the spot is just a choice to wait for death.

"Lord Xia, we have to get out of here quickly!" The guard who looked after the princess showed an anxious look, "Only the city wall can withstand the enemy's attack!"

Xia Fan nodded, and when he was about to respond, he suddenly noticed that the rain falling on Qianzhi had condensed into frost.

"Is this... natural magic?"

"Oh? You even know this?" Fang Xiandao covered his head and said, "The frost formation technique condenses the water in the air into ice. Now that there is too much water, she can easily trigger the effect of the technique."

"Qianzhi, good at icing!" Qianzhi put her hands on her hips.

"This is clearly because your ability to control Qi is not perfect enough! Why can't other living dead?"

living dead? Isn't she imitating a zombie, no matter the tone or style... Xia Fan raised his eyebrows, especially since there was a spell attached to each side of her head, which looked like two decorative hairbands. But now is not the time to worry about the name of the little girl, "Then how big ice cubes can she make when she is fully performing spells in rainy days?"

"No one has tried it, but it should be able to fill a street." Fang Xiandao was a little puzzled, "Why are you asking this, the bigger the ice, the harder it is to clean it, and it becomes a troublesome thing when it gets big enough."

Xia Fan simply looked at Qianzhi directly, "Can you control the shape of the ice cube?"

The little girl raised her head, "Of course, icing is what Qianzhi is best at. It's no problem to make one yourself!"

While speaking, a little girl made of ice crystals rose from the ground and stood beside her. Although many details such as hair are lost, the outline is exactly the same.

Xia Fan stretched out his hand and pinched it. The surface of the "ice sculpture" was smooth and hard.

"Water..." He pondered for a moment, then said to his guard, "You take the princess to the west wall first."

"What about you, Master Xia?"

"I will delay the progress of the devil here."

"This is absolutely impossible!" The guard said quickly, "His Royal Highness values ​​you very much, and would rather we stay than let you be the queen."

"This is not a question of whether it is important, but a question of whether it can be done. Do you think no matter how many people are left behind, they can stop this demon?"

The guard was immediately stopped.

"The road from the northern city to the western city wall is not too far, but it's definitely not too close. After losing the light and being entangled by evil spirits, how much do you plan to pay for evacuation along the way?" Xia Fan said in a strong tone, " And of course I have my confidence in doing this, have you heard what the princess said before? Leave it to me to deal with it!"

The personal guard hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, "Yes! I understand."

Seeing that the surrounding soldiers began to retreat westward, Fang Xiandao also turned around and followed, "Qianzhi, then we also—"

"Stop." Xia Fan pressed his shoulder, "You have to help me stop the enemy."

"Don't even think about it," Fang Xiandao resolutely refused, "God tellers never personally intervene in their own divination results. I am a bystander, not—"

"Don't you want to know how this breaking law works?"

Fang Xiandao was taken aback, "Have you already thought of a way?"

"Probably. If you just leave like this, you will never know the meaning behind this hexagram." Xia Fan stared at him, "Actually, you also want to know, right? Apart from the only sign, the hexagram What do the other water signs in the chart represent."

This sentence is right at the door of Fang Xiandao's life!

Mutual confirmation with the facts, so as to strengthen one's own thinking and cognition, is the most effective way to improve the level of alchemy. If he didn't get any feedback, even if he watched the storm more closely, it would only increase his confusion.

"How...how do you want me to help?"

"Lend me this little girl." Xia Fan looked at Qian Zhizhi.

...

The demon has crossed the edge of the yard and entered a messy street.

Run away, run away. With the help of an enchanted perspective, An Youlang overlooked the people fleeing in a hurry in Beicheng District from a high altitude. To him, these figures are like tiny ants, whose life and death are all under his control. No matter how they escape, ants are ants after all. When they get close to the edge of the city wall, they will desperately find that Jinxia City has been sealed by the Great Immortal Art Desolation, and this city will be a cage from which they cannot escape.

He has plenty of time to kill them all.

Unfortunately, this technique is not complete after all.

An Youlang can already feel that the part of his consciousness is constantly disappearing, and the part that belongs to the demon is getting stronger and stronger. When, teach them the most profound lessons.

This teaching is death.

Although there is some regret, but with the continuous impact of powerful forces, this regret is running out. Only the practitioners who are combined with chaos can stand between the heaven and the earth, and easily slaughter anyone who dares to resist. The immortals or gods in the legends probably feel this way.

No wonder this technique cannot be used at will. Once one has experienced such an experience beyond common sense, it is impossible to be willing to be ordinary again.

As for what will happen when the consciousness is completely swallowed up by chaos, An Youlang doesn't want to think about it, or is unable to think about it. At this moment, he just wants to crush all the living one by one, just like crushing ants to death.

Few of the fires that were still burning were left.

The devil is ready for a new round of delivery.

In this pouring rain, the scene below suddenly changed.

A fox demon led a somewhat familiar man across the street and quickly rushed into the yard.

An Youlang vaguely remembered that it was this person who smashed his body to pieces and tried to use the shock technique to destroy himself in the demon.

The surging killing intent immediately filled what was left of his mind.

He stopped moving forward, and dozens of black mist shot towards the returning fox demon!