Nightfall

The change is steep and the Dao idiot is restrained. Ning Que instinctively just wanted to take Mo Shanshan to escape, how far he ran, but he did n’t do it, but he planned to solve it all with Yuan Thirteen Arrows, because he knew to escape Certainly can't escape.

When he pinched Fujian Hanwei, the old monk's thin palm had begun to spray a strong breath.

When he pulled the iron bow to fullness, Ye Hongyu had bowed his head and became paralyzed.

He saw the meaning of despair in Ye Hongyu's eyes, as well as Master Lengsheng's pair of emotionless cold eyes.

Mo Shanshan was awakened by him from the illusion, instantly sober, his black hair like a waterfall fluttered behind him, his right hand was trembling in the air, knowing that the three people were facing desperation, and the most powerful rune was the first shot.

Faced with such a powerful double attack, the old monk sitting in the bone mountain still had no expression on his face, but just glanced lightly, and his eyes fell on the eyes of the two.

At one glance, Ning Que only felt an unbearable severe pain in his brain, as if the mallet above Brother II's head hit his head with a speed that was invisible to his eyes. As soon as his eyes were black, his fingers were loose.

Mo Shanshan only felt that his chest and abdomen were suddenly broken by a Daoli knife. The corners of the blocks previously accumulated in the large array outside the mountain gate squirted out, but he was not happy, only the endless painful meaning, the finger of the symbol was stiff.

Fu Shi left the string like a dark shadow. At this time, Ning lacked knowledge of the sea and was in a state of confusion. He could not control it at all. Tie Jian swallowed back obliquely and shot back into the corner of the demon palace, directly breaking the boulder there and piled up. A stone mountain!

The rune sign that was brewing between the fingers of Moshan Mountain also suddenly became dim and faint, just like the small oil in the room where the air could not circulate, and was swept by a gust of wind, suddenly extinguished silently.

Blood spewed out of their mouths almost at the same time, and they were unable to fall to the ground ... unable to stand up again.

Master Liansheng looked faintly and ruthlessly at the two men who were spurting blood, and the pupils in their eyes were black and cold ... As fine as a grain of rice, they looked extremely fascinating, and the shriveled chest and abdomen seemed more hollow than before.

A seemingly insignificant glance actually contains a terrifying realm ... the old monk was imprisoned for decades, and it took decades to regain his thoughts, because this eye was completely consumed.

Master Liansheng stared blankly at Ye Hongyu who was kneeling in front of him, palms slowly stroking her silky head, like a tender lover, and then he suddenly smiled slightly, the smile was still so compassionate and peaceful.

With such a gentle and compassionate smile, he leaned his head against the cool, cheeky cheek ... like a kiss as a whisper, and gently touched her left shoulder with both lips, and began to **** back gently.

The old double-backed lips are greedily adsorbed on the tender and tender skin of the naked girl like a water frog. The thin and dry cheeks are stirred with rhythm, and the fresh blood slowly enters his double-backed lips, moistening him The throat, which had been thirsty for many years, began to nourish his organs that he had not felt for years.

After a moment ... the old monk raised his head and looked at the girl in the palm of his hand ... His eyes were gentle with pity, and a light and superb buddhism breath appeared on his face, even the dripping blood of the corner of the lips showed compassion. Meaning.

Zhihai was completely controlled, and her mental power was exhausted ... her body was so weak that she could not move her fingers. At this time, the powerful Dao Chi was not as good as a baby ... But she just looked at the old monk indifferently, and there was no response at all.

She knows that she may not be able to escape from birth today. She is proud that if she ca n’t beg, it is the severe pain and unbearable disgust that came from her shoulder. She still maintains absolute calm because she does n’t want to let Lotus There is a possibility that Shengshengzuo can get a quick feeling from it, which is the only resistance she can do before her death.

"Your blood is full of bright power, pure and extremely strong Taoist breath, which was decades ago, and I rarely had the opportunity to taste such superb power."

Master Liansheng gently looked at her delicate cheeks and said with pity: "It's a pity that you are not a virgin. The shadow in the heart makes the blood a little dry, otherwise it can be compared with the pure and charming smile."

Ye Hongyu listened to this sentence, her hands unable to support the bones on the ground shook me slightly, but she still stubbornly said nothing, and suddenly her eyes narrowed because she saw a very strange picture Screen.

Master Liansheng's thin and ghostly cheeks were slightly fuller than before, and his pale and pale lips showed a hint of blood, and a burst of vitality emerged.

Ye Hongyu thought of a legendary Feng Mozong practice and could not help feeling a chill in his body.

Master Liansheng no longer looked at her, and looked up at the wetness between the cracks in the roof, probably because of the gradual rejuvenation, perhaps because of the young girl ’s beautiful blood, he could n’t help but recall the proud and wonderful scenery In the past, he muttered, "I want to be the new king of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and there will be beautiful women dancing in the court ..."

The old, slightly hissed voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the two men who knew nothing about life or death on the ground.

Ning Que didn't die or coma, but felt the body seemed to be in pain like falling apart. Consciousness could not control the movements of the body. He understood that it was due to the serious injury of the old monk's eyes.

He supported the ground with his elbows, wanted to climb up, wanted to regain his bow and arrow, wanted to withdraw the **** umbrella behind him, wanted to withdraw his three knives, but he could n’t do anything. He can only look at each other in despair.

The old monk just glanced lightly, and he and the bookworm were completely knocked out, which was really frightening. Between the pain and trance, Ning Que remembered that he had asked the master what the realm fight was like. Master Yan Se took the second brother of the academy as an example, saying that only the second brother needed to look at you, and you died ...

This veteran monk who has been sitting in prison for decades and whose body is weak to the extreme is almost half dead. At this time, at a glance, he can approach the peak level of the second brother. What a terrifying realm? Does he have broken the five realms beyond the ordinary!

Just then, the old monk looked at him.

He saw the strange change on the old monk's cheek ... shocked and speechless, wondering what was going on.

Mo Shanshan's spirit has been extremely weak due to overthinking to break the block barriers. The previous half-run charm broke the opponent's eyes and was seriously injured.

At this moment, watching the strange changes of Master Liansheng ... her body trembling violently, her eyes with an unstoppable timidity ... the trembling said: "Meal meal ... Isn't it ... Is it ... compiling meal?" "

Xiling Temple's Scriptures once recorded that there was an ancient beast in the ancient times, named Li Meal, with a headless body and a greedy addiction.

There is also a record about the Li meal in the Xiling Temple Scripture ... that is the practice of the Yizu and Jixiemen of Mozong. The Mozong strong who practice this and Mogong devour the flesh and blood of the practitioner to strengthen their own breath , Greed is easy to kill, the most is evil, even the majority of the demons are ashamed to be with this class.

Even the demons themselves dislike this and compile meal magic skills, which is undoubtedly one of the most evil practices in the world.

Ning Que has not heard of this and the magic skill ... but the previous pictures of Lian Sheng gently sucking back the blood from Ye Hongyu's wounds have already caused a great shock to his mind. Later, Master Lian Sheng's vitality can be seen with his flesh. The speed of the resurgence, the two connected, he naturally guessed what this means.

After coming to this world, he did not know how many cruel things he had seen, but he also saw many more horrible **** and weird pictures. Knowing the truth that life and death are destiny can be called fearless ... but thinking about a little Afterwards, he will be eaten slowly bit by bit by this skinny old monk, and the shadow of his mind that was left in his childhood suddenly expands, making his face pale instantly, and his eyes are full of fear.

Perhaps it is to overcome the fear in my heart ... Ning Que said to Mo Shanshan beside him: "Don't be afraid of him, he has been trapped for decades and has run out of lamps and lanterns ... The previous glance has exhausted his hard-working ideas. If he can still fight, he and I have already killed you, not to mention the iron chain worn through the abdomen. "

The old monk glanced at him, and said gently: "The eyesight is really good."

Since the old monk is temporarily unable to get rid of the iron chain, he still needs to use that and magic skills to turn Dao Chi's flesh into his own strength. Now what Ning Que and Mo Shanshan have to do is to race against time, and who will reply to the old monk? Is fast.

Ning sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to bridge the bridge of his hand. Mo Shanshan withdrew his left leg. It was very difficult to sit on a lotus. The two began to meditate at the same time, but a moment later, the two opened their eyes in shock and despair.

At a glance, Master Liansheng's spirit was strongly impacted by the two. This impact even spread to the internal organs and the internal organs. The sea is even more seriously damaged. At this time, it is impossible to enter the meditation incomparable on ordinary days.

The two looked at each other and chose to give up with great tacit understanding. They were prepared to try the method of Rune. The rune needed to have less thought after all. However, at the next moment, they found that they could not even get through this way!

Heaven and Earth's vitality in this dark room is so thin that it is almost ordinary. Fu Dao Miaoyi needs very little mind, but Fu Dao is also the use of Heaven and Earth's vitality after all. If there is no Heaven and Earth's vitality rune, what use is it!

The gentle voice of Master Liansheng sounded in the room.

"Bone bones are fences, corpses are fences, but appearances. In fact, this cage is fenced with bluestones and fenced with sword marks, but it was arranged by Ke Haoran himself, but I can't show it, nor can I crack it, let alone you child?"

Fan cage array arranged by Uncle Xiao? Ning Que was shocked and looked around, only to find that there were tens of thousands of deep scratches hidden in the mottled marks on the stone walls. The scratches seemed to be placed diagonally and irrelevantly, but they formed. A night-like barrier prevents the breath of heaven and earth outside the demon hall from infiltrating a point!

There are still many things behind the fog, but Ning Que can be sure of some half-love. He looked at the old monk in the bone mountain and said: "You really are not self-confessed atonement, but you are here for the atonement!"

The old monk was silent for a long time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A trace of brilliant luster appeared on the faint cheeks, proudly said: "Know me and sin me, only Chun Qiu Er, whether it is you or the world or Ke Haoran There is no such qualification. "

Ning Que's voice trembled and asked, "Who the **** are you?"

"Buddhist priest Taoist demon head, fairy tiger skin dog, I have played too many roles in my life, and in the end even I almost forgot who I am, whether I am the great priest of the temple, the Buddha's mountain gate protector or the devil Zong's high priest? But what is the relationship between the identity and the external real you and me? "

The compassionate and gentle expression gradually went away with the wind. The old monk gently waved the ragged monk's sleeves, and his style was touching, his temperament was not free and easy, and he said indifferently: "I am a lotus with thirty-two different petals. In the shape of a lotus flower? I want to become a buddha, and if I become a demon, I will become a demon. "

The voice gradually fell, and the old monk's expression just picked up Ye Hongyu's slender arm, lowered his head and bitten it up, and then swung his head left and right, tearing off a flesh and blood into his lips, and began to chew seriously and intently.

(Neck is uncomfortable again. Fortunately, tomorrow is Saturday, Amitabha. See you the day after tomorrow. I wish you all a happy weekend.)