Chapter 1317 Meteor Falls

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The meteor fell, and the white rainbow pierced the sun.

One after another, the missiles fell one after another, bombarding the transparent barrier in the valley to the point of being crumbling, like a pond in summer, with countless raindrops falling and endless ripples.

The surrounding trees were blown away forcibly, and the missile did not hit them head-on. Just a little gust of wind that spread out was enough to uproot the tree that the five people hugged together!

People who haven't seen it with their own eyes will never know how terrifying modern weapons are.

Of course, the transparent shield in the valley was also extremely strong, and it actually resisted the bombardment of more than 20 missiles!

"Um?"

Li Yun's expression changed, and he looked not far away, where more than fifty figures suddenly appeared.

They were dressed in different costumes and floated in mid-air. Many of them were carrying long swords, their expressions were sharp, and their eyes were staring at the valley with resentment.

Concubine Wanqing was also among them.

"Pity."

A man's voice full of magnetism sounded, but he didn't complain much, just said regretfully: "There are still many ancient books in the valley that have not been taken out in time, these are all written by predecessors, unique and damaged. You will never see it again.”

Li Yun hid on the top of the big tree, looking at him as calmly as possible.

"This person seems to be Wanfaxian, so young?"

Looking at Concubine Wanqing again, this demon girl is as obedient as a lady at the moment, wearing a special dress for saints fluttering like a fairy, her beautiful face is pure and holy, standing in the air, facing the rising sun, her face is rosy, and she does not smile. , actually quite a bit of the kind of cold and holy artistic conception of Qingsheng!

"Ahem, my heart is as clear as ice, and the sky is not alarmed. The Buddha said, looking back three hundred years from the previous life, bah!"

Li Yun restrained his mind, maintained the tortoise's invisible state, and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"...Master, the official thief is too hateful!"

A bearded, immortal Taoist said indignantly: "The master's talent can be called the creation of the heaven and the earth, and the aura of the sun and the moon, but now these thieves officers and soldiers are using these common things to destroy the cave that the master himself built. , it really deserves to be killed!!"

Li Yun's face was strange, Wan Faxian was the youngest in this group - except for Concubine Wanqing, but he was the core of this group of monks or Daoists, demons or Buddhas, three religions and nine-rate characters.

The appearance of this group of people also broke Li Yun's previous impression of the Six Paths of Demons.

It turns out that there are not only people who play with bugs and zombie female ghosts, but also various figures such as Buddhists, demons, Taoists, etc. So, there are also practitioners who play with zombie puppets in the Hidden Sacred Valley?

"Hongyi, you said this wrong."

Wan Faxian's tone was a little reproachful, and Li Yun's face was strange. The Taoist named Hongyi looked to be in his fifties, but Wanfaxian spoke to him in a tone of juniors. The key is that Taoist Hongyi has to be sincere and fearful. listen!

Concubine Wan Qing had a smile on her face, but she was in shock.

She deliberately did not make corresponding preparations to deal with the missile attack, but Wan Faxian quickly packed everything in the valley. It seems that she has been packing since last night?

how can that be!

It was not until this morning that Concubine Wan Qing received a text message from Li Yun, saying that there would be a missile strike.

Even if Wan Faxian can monitor her, it is impossible to predict... Prophecy?

Concubine Wanqing's heart shuddered. Perhaps there is such a spell that is only recorded in ancient books. Legend has it that if you can divination and ask divinations, you can know the nine heavens up to the next level, and the ghosts below, and everything that happens between heaven and earth can be counted. !

Is there really such a spell?

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