Chapter 2475 Night Shinto Method

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Taking the night god's photo as the shell, the power of totem and the power of alienation as the context, and the core of Taoism and warfare...

The aura formed by the fusion, hence the name Night Shinto Fa!

As Ye Hong said before, he didn't know what kind of road he was taking.

Maybe Ye Shen Dao Dharma will surprise him, or it may frighten him.

However, there are many roads in this world, predecessors planted trees, but there is no rule that future generations cannot plant flowers and plants.

So why should Ye Hong follow the rules and not create a new path by himself?

At least for now, it seems that this night's Divine Dao Fa has an absolute suppression force on Ximen Qingcang, whose strength has greatly increased.

In fact, before Ye Hong came to the southern border, the Ye Shen Dao method had been integrated.

No matter whether Ye Hong is serious or not, he is a real practitioner of ancient Taoism.

That's why when Moranye asked about his realm, he would answer [The Fifteenth Moon].

Because the fifteenth moon is the full moon, it also represents the round and flawless ancient Taoist realm.

After knowing that Ye Hong was an ancient Taoist practitioner that was rarely seen in a thousand years, Moranye would abandon all worries in his heart and set foot on Ye Hong's ship completely.

"Ximen Qingcang, have you ever heard the name Jiudeng Old Monk?"

Ye Hong suddenly lowered his head and asked.

Ximen Qing Cang's pupils trembled, and he murmured: "I have heard of it, it is rumored that he is the true founder of the magic way..."

"He once told me that magic is the product of failure."

Ye Hong looked at Ximen Qingcang's eyes, and a flash of pity suddenly flashed: "And you entered the ancient Taoist realm with the devil's way, but you were going astray, but you didn't know it, and you went further and further on the wrong road.

Although senior Shangguan did not step into the realm of ancient Taoism due to fate, but in terms of understanding of the Tao of Invulnerability, you are not even worthy to lift her shoes.

That's why I said that you don't understand the ancient Taoist realm at all! "

The blood on Ximen Qingcang's face suddenly faded away.

He murmured disintegratingly, "It's impossible, I don't believe..."

Looking at Ximen Qingcang who was getting more and more mad, Ye Hong only sneered in his heart.

Murder is no more than a nod to the ground, so how can you kill people's desires?

Destroying a person's body is easy, but leaving a person without the desire to live is more terrifying than killing him.

Ye Hong's words of punishment directly reduced Ximen Qingcang's lifelong efforts to a joke.

The damage to his soul is far greater than the destruction of his body.

And this is the biggest punishment for such a careerist!

"Ding! Punishing the heart and destroying desires, the ability to punish the heart +1!"

"puff--"

From Ximen Qingcang's mouth, black blood spurted violently.

The bond of will that had always supported his body and soul was suddenly broken under Ye Hong's words.

His expression became more and more gray, and the breath of death enveloped the broken body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Hong stared at him and asked, "Ximen Qingcang, where did my grandfather go after he left here?!"

Ximen Qingcang seemed to have never heard of it, but there was a silent mockery on the corner of his mouth.

"Yehong, don't think you can sit back and relax when I die.

Nightmare, will soon be shrouded in this land! "

He looked at Ye Hong proudly, and roared, "I am an immortal eagle, waiting for you under the Nine Serenities!"

As soon as the words fell, Ximen Qingcang's grim expression was permanently fixed at this moment.

Ye Hong silently closed his eyes, feeling more and more irritable in his heart.

Until his death, Ye Hong was unable to force him to find out the whereabouts of his grandfather from Ximen Qingcang's mouth.

Only one sentence full of ominous atmosphere echoed in Ye Hong's ears.

"Nightmare, it will soon be shrouded in this land!"

Nightmare...is that the Nightmare Factory?

Is Grandpa now in the hands of the Nightmare Factory? !

The noise in his ears woke up Ye Hong who was in deep thought.

He glanced up and saw a pair of terrified eyes.

After Ximen Qingcang, Ma Zhen, and the elders fell under Ye Hong's hands one after another, the entire Seven Poison Religion headquarters had lost its backbone.

The current disciples of the Seven Poison Sect didn't know what to do in the face of Ye Hong, this terrifying behemoth.

Ye Hong glanced at it, pointed to the nearest disciple of the Seven Poison Sect and said, "Where is the control center of this giant ship?"

The disciple was swept away by Ye Hong's cold eyes, and all the cells in his body trembled with fright.

What replayed in his head was Ye Hong's ruthless expression when he killed Ximen Qingcang and the others.

The huge fear actually made him roll his eyes, and fainted directly on the spot.

Ye Hong frowned, pointed at another disciple and said, "Tell me.

If you dare to faint, I will kill you. "

This disciple really didn't dare to faint, but he didn't have the courage to answer, and pointed to the top of his head with trembling fingers.

above?

Ye Hong only frowned, thinking that the control center is on the seventh floor?

Glancing coldly at the people present, Ye Hong lifted his feet and walked upstairs.

Everywhere he passed, every figure quickly moved away, his eyes frightened, for fear of blocking the way of this fierce god.

After returning to the seventh floor, Ye Hong found that because of Ma Zhen's exit, the entire seven

The layers are a mess.

However, among the seven rooms, only the office where Ximen Qingcang was located was intact.

Ye Hong pushed open the door and entered the room with a frown.

Last time, in order to hide his identity, he did not investigate the room in front of him in detail.

But now I look closely, but I find that there are too many paintings on the wall.

Unusually many.

Finally, when Ye Hong's hand touched the edge of the frame of a painting, light flashed in his eyes.

With a little force on his hand, he slammed the frame against the wall.

"ka-ka-ka-"

The ceiling above his head suddenly spread out to the surroundings.

A brand new space appeared in front of Ye Hong.

Ye Hong's mouth twitched silently.

This ship really still has the eighth floor hidden.

......

The eighth floor is not big, but the small room is filled with many antiques that Ye Hong has never seen before.

Yes, it's an antique.

With Ye Hong's level of archaeology and appraisal, it was immediately apparent that these ancient equipment and instruments were from the same era as his Guxiao Guxun.

But all the equipment and instruments are still running.

On the densely packed equipment, different lights flashed.

On the huge display screen, it highlights the unique level of technology in this era.

This seems to confirm the inference of Ye Hong and the subordinates of the graduate students all the time-

In the distant ancient times, the civilization that was once destroyed by disaster was far more brilliant than it is now!

Suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, Ye Hong put his hand on a device that looked like a joystick.

A line of shining ancient text appeared on the display.

This text is even older than Yin Jiawen.

With a movement in his mind, he translated this line of text.

[Snow Emperor's Ark main program starts, current permission: entry, do you want to increase the permission? 】