At this time, I saw Brother Sword retreating, and I was always secretly on guard, because the unwillingness in the eyes of the other party was clearly seen by everyone.
The remaining three people, in fact, don’t want to provoke two people. Although the big sword monk has lost his spiritual strength from the deep valley to the present, the monk who didn’t speak can gather ordinary palms into Thunderbird, and the thunderbird’s attack power is so strong, which is definitely a kind of middle and high-order Taoism. Of course, it is better not to provoke.
However, the three men are not too afraid of them. After all, it is hard to say who wins and who loses, and everyone must have used other means.
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Chapter seventy-five The stuff killing
Brother Sword and his accomplices, in this way, slowly receded back until they were ten feet away from the number of three, and then they stepped on the multiplier and fled into the distance.
Seeing Brother Giant Sword disappear, the old monk who spoke originally said, "I wonder if there is another person hiding there." Just then, the old man was slightly surprised, his skin trembled, and then his hair exploded. The old man then flashed like a lightning mink and shot into the distance.
The back two paths flashed with different lights, and the old man instantly fled dozens of feet away, bouncing back the three instruments that were gradually weakening, saying, "You?"
I saw the middle-aged monk among them say, "Taoist friends don’t blame us, but you are too smart." There are people accompanying you on the way to the grave, so you don’t have to feel lonely. "
When the middle-aged monk spoke, he saw the old man’s face blink black quickly, and then climbed out a small snake two inches long from under his trouser legs, shook his lux little head twice on the ground, and "sou" ducked back and fell into the middle-aged monk’s palm.
The old monk looked down at his hands, the skin on them had turned dark blue, and his face was unbelievable. He quickly took several elixirs and said, "Golden leaf salamander?" Speaking of this, the old man sighed: "Old people have lived for hundreds of years!" Just now, I was still directing several people in front of me to slaughter others, and suddenly I became the object of being slaughtered. I don’t know if this is a worldly report.
The middle-aged monk said, "Do Taoist friends still want to stall for time? There’s still another cause. But since you know this golden leaf salamander, I don’t need to introduce it again. I am afraid that no matter how good the panacea is, if you want to solve this poison, you can’t do it without a moment’s effort. "
After that, the middle-aged monk may feel that he doesn’t want to waste any more words with him, but he simply said, "Aren’t Taoist friends afraid of big sleep?"
Another white-faced young monk immediately didn’t speak, so he offered the instrument in his hand, and both of them attacked the old man at the same time.
As the old man retreated, he took back his flying sword and took out an umbrella-like multiplier. The multiplier flashed in his hand and became several meters long, and his body quickly retreated.
At the moment when the two instruments reached the front, the old man’s eyes flashed a trace of vicious color, and he jumped to the bottomless cliff behind, followed by an empty instrument, which crossed an arc outside the cliff and was put away by two monks.
But as soon as the old man fell off the cliff, he heard a sad cry from hundreds of feet deep, with panic and fear.
The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "It looks very dangerous down there!"
The young monk shook his head and said, "It’s a pity that there is no storage bag left."
"Very well, teacher younger brother, it seems that our play is not bad." The middle-aged monk said, while picking up the storage bag around the young man who was first killed by the female monk of Hezhezong. While shaking his head, it seems that it is greatly worthless for youth.
Until then, it turned out that the two monks not only knew each other, but also belonged to the same school.
Did you just fool everyone, including the young monk lying on the ground? You can hear from his words that the monk must have been counted by two people.
The middle-aged man hung the storage bag around his waist and placed it side by side with his own storage bag before looking at the token dozens of feet away, but the young monk with fair skin quickly said, "Brother, let me help you pick it up!" As he spoke, he walked faster to the place where the token was.
The middle-aged monk’s face was slightly disgusted and suddenly he drank: "Do you want to rob me?"
The young monk turned his back on the middle-aged monk and shook his body for a while before turning around and saying, "Brother, don’t you still believe in Boy Ren? I have always been a brother in the door, and I thought about daring to grab things with my brother. "
The middle-aged monk’s face sank slightly, smiled and said, "It’s so good. There are still more than two months to go before you leave Wonderland, and there are plenty of opportunities. Senior Brother will definitely not miss your share. "
Seeing that the elder brother was no longer angry, the young monk used an exorcism to aim at the token three feet away. He grasped the token in his hand and handed it to the middle-aged monk with the token in his hands.
The middle-aged monk glanced at the young monk, then nodded, put the token in the storage bag, and then walked to the bodies of the two monks in Hezhezong.
At the moment when his brother turned around, the young monk flashed a stern look in his eyes, and quietly moved his hand. A thin needle didn’t make the slightest sound, but went straight to the back of the middle-aged monk.
The middle-aged monk’s advancing figure flashed slightly, and his body flashed two feet away, but his hands did not know when to put on a pair of gloves. One of them was holding the blue gold needle in his hand. He turned around and smiled, then said, "Do you think I don’t know that you traded a hundred-year-old star grass for a game-writing protocol needle from Fangshi more than half a year ago?"
The young monk was shocked, but his eyes were full of fear and murder. He said, "Now that you have shown me, I don’t need to say anything. What you usually do to me, I will settle with you today. " As he spoke, he would inject spiritual power into the colorful flag in his hand and take out a bag of spiritual beasts from his waist. On the other hand, although the young monk seems to have a great taboo against his brother in his eyes, his eyes are even less in contact with his brother, but he has a sense of fearlessness.
I saw the young monk offering the spirit beast bag first. As soon as the spirit beast bag was opened, a red fire silkworm flew out of it and went straight to the middle-aged monk.
And the middle-aged monk also flung his sleeve and slipped out a small snake from the inside, which was just called the golden leaf salamander by the dead old man.
The little snake just left the sleeve and ran to the young monk, but in the air, it was stopped by the fire silkworm. I saw two equally small spirit beasts scurrying about in the air, fighting, and the same lux body, with a red awn as it crossed the air.
Although the young monk couldn’t tell whether it was just his own spirit beast, he saw that two spirit beasts were fighting, and they didn’t fall in the wind for a while. He threw the colorful flag forward, and it flew into the air and turned into a banner. With the gesture of the young monk, it rolled up to his brother.
The middle-aged monk hesitated a little, touched his waist, and a glittering charm was taken out, and the whole body spirit force was injected into it, and the charm was like a huge whirlpool, constantly absorbing the spirit force of the middle-aged monk. Middle-aged monks shake slightly, as if their souls were sucked in. They quickly pulled out a piece of Chinese Lingshi from their waist and absorbed it in their hands.
With a bang, the charm burned.
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Chapter seventy-six Life changes again
Lingfu was quickly burned to ashes, and then those ashes and spiritual power were all dissolved together and turned into a blue Wu Gou.
Say Wu Gou, in fact, it’s just a virtual shadow constructed by psychic powers and spells, but it’s no different from the real Wu Gou after transformation.
I saw that Wu Gou emitted a huge light, and with a whoosh, he drew a big hole in the colorful flag that was being rolled over. As soon as the colorful flag was damaged, it lost its control of spiritual force, like a big bird, it flew twice and fell to the ground.
The young monk looked at the flying Wu Gou, shouted "Soul Operator", and exclaimed and retreated, but Wu Gou, like a flash of lightning, followed him, swept past the young monk with a high wind, spun in the air, reversed back, and stopped motionless beside the middle-aged monk.
I saw the young monk standing there motionless, as if he couldn’t believe it at all, staring at the opposite monk with huge eyes, and the fire silkworm lost control of its master, flew away in the distance with a bang and disappeared in an instant.
The young monk stood still and touched his neck with his hand, but as soon as the psychic force passed through his fingertips, it faded. Then the young monk looked at the so-called "senior brother" opposite, but the light in his eyes dimmed.
But the young monk smiled strangely before he died. Then my head fell off.
After half a column of incense, Wu Gou gradually dispersed and disappeared into the air. At this time, only the middle-aged monk was left, and he stood there motionless.
At this moment, a little bush moved around, and soon, an ordinary-looking young man appeared there, and in an instant he walked dozens of feet away from the middle-aged monk.
When the middle-aged monk saw the man in front of him, he was as cool as a cucumber, although he was dressed in an ordinary blue shirt. It was the low-ranking monk who disappeared first. The middle-aged monk said, "Is it you?"
Zhangfan didn’t know what to think for a moment before he said, "Oh, it’s me. I’ve been watching a good show."
The middle-aged monk’s face showed a stern look and said, "With a junior, you dare to be presumptuous."
Zhang Fan smiled and said, "In that case, why don’t you start work?" After a pause, he listened carefully and said, "Since your Excellency won’t do it, I’ll do it." Zhangfan also don’t want to waste words, to touch the waist, the sun ring was offered out.
"You, you see." The middle-aged monk was frightened.
Zhangfan side to cast method of travelling, as the last sentence method of travelling away from the mouth, Zhangfan said "go", the sun ring instantly into seven identical gold rings, with yellow mans, diameter rush middle-aged monk.
At the same time, Zhangfan said, "I just saw your so-called younger brother smile strangely at last. Although you are calm as usual, look at your hands." Then the middle-aged monk was wrapped in the sun ring. Before he died, the middle-aged monk stared at his hands.
I saw that the gloves on the hands of the middle-aged monk had already taken off, and they had become dark.
It turns out that when Zhangfan saw many monks fighting, he knew that he couldn’t get any cheap money, so he directly used wooden spirits to escape to his body shape, instantly fled to other places, and after three times, he turned a big circle, and Zhangfan fled back again, hiding in a tree two miles away and observing it with his unique eye.
The monks scuffled with each other until the middle-aged monk’s younger brother died in his hands. Although Zhang Fan couldn’t hear what they said clearly, he also guessed from the action.
Until the last young monk died, he smiled strangely. Zhangfan observed it carefully again, only now that the gloves of the middle-aged monk had been removed, and the skin color of his hands was different from other parts. He carefully associated everything, only to know that the young monk had tampered with it as early as helping him collect tokens. Although the middle-aged monk carefully took a pair of gloves to pick up the green jade needle of the young monk, it was already after that, and it was already late.
Zhangfan watched the middle-aged monk fall, moved forward directly, and then used the driving technique to grasp the storage bag of the middle-aged monk in his hand. Zhangfan didn’t open the storage bag. After all, it was a lesson from the past, and the token can’t be touched again.
Zhangfan pays attention to the surrounding environment all the time. Although the monks in the condensation period can’t put the spiritual knowledge outside, Zhangfan has been injecting the spiritual force into the knowledge sea, which will make the induction the biggest.
