Chapter 622

Mo Baiqi put down his cruel words. One day, the black phoenix, who must have electricity, accepted the defeat. Then he waved with Xu Xian and Ming Xiaoling and stepped into the temple first.

"Let's all go."

Xu Xian kissed Ming Xiaoling on her small face and put her back in Ming Zhaojun's arms.

"Wait for me for a few years, I will be better than you!" Ming Xiaoling bit his white teeth and vowed to wave his small fist.

"Waiting for you." Xu Xian smiled and waved her hand.

At the end of stepping into the temple, a woman in blue looked at him at the door of the temple.

Bang

The heart beats and the blood spreads. The peerless woman in front of him is related to his blood inheritance.

Green bamboo, they look at each other in silence.

The distance is so close, but it is like an abyss.

She first stepped into the temple and finally swept away her eyes on Xu Xian.

"Very strong... She seems to have some hatred for me." the black phoenix read.

About the identity of green bamboo, she has guessed more than half. It can be regarded as Xu Xian's real family member.

"Really."

"Intuition, but it's just to come to me. If I'm embarrassed with you, even if I face the whole white family, I'll kill you and ask for an explanation."

The black phoenix smiled and clutched Xu Xian's palm. What a behemoth the white family is. Even the king who has been famous for a long time dare not say against the whole white family.

Fall in other people's ears, but silly words.

But Xu Xian knew that black phoenix never joked. She said yes, she would.

"Wait for you to come back." Xu Xian lowered her head, and the black phoenix also looked over her head. In a piece of fragrance, they both stepped into the temple.

What is left to everyone is that they can't eat dog food for three generations

Half column incense.

Almost all the capable monks in the temple step into the temple. In a corner, the man in sackcloth is hidden under his robe. He is the trickster who has disappeared for a long time.

His face was pale and his eyes were like Jiuyou yellow spring. He changed his face and suppressed his cultivation, which was insignificant.

During this period of time, he sank into a reef. The pursuit and killing of the four star domain experts didn't embarrass him much, but one person killed him. He was upset.

As a result, up to now, his injuries have not been completely cured.

At the moment he stepped into a hundred steps, the golden image fell golden light.

"Amitabha..."

The golden light came out almost instantaneously. In front of him, the Buddha's light in the heavens was shining, and the clean monk bathed in the Buddha's light. Behind him, a meal of Buddha's Dharma appeared, solemn and solemn.

"What a powerful Buddhist dharma. This man has become the Buddha Dharma phase!"

"Buddhism stresses reincarnation. Is it possible that this person is a great Buddha in the past?"

"The friar of the land of the end of Yan is also a genius coming out of the land of the end of Yan!"

The trickster's face suddenly changed, clenched his teeth and cursed: "Damn, I should ambush here in advance!"

A human skin flag appeared in his hand and waved at the moment. Endless ghosts roared out and enveloped the place.

During these days, the clean monk always guessed his hiding place by unknown means, forcing him to have few days of rest.

Finally, in the last few days, he closed the five senses with prohibition and got a few quiet days. Unexpectedly, this man was waiting for him here again!

The Dharma moves with the monk behind him. He just claps a palm, but the vast Buddha light contained in it crushes countless ghosts in an instant.

"Wuchen! I don't have a life and death feud with you. Why should I be aggressive!" the trickster was also anxious. The temple was opened. There were countless good fortune and imperial power in it. It's rare in the world, but he ignored and waited for himself here.

It's not sick. What is it?!

Without saying a word, the monk without dust had the Buddha's light shining on his back. He was struck out with another palm, and the Buddhist fingerprints penetrated the waves.

The trickster bit the tip of his tongue, and the human skin flag flag flag in his hand had a few eyebrow skin. At the moment, eight Chengdu floated up, and the blood essence spewed out, forming a large blood mist in the air, and every eyebrow skin became red.

A ghost completely composed of the skin in the center of the eyebrow appeared, with dark winds and ghost shadows. Countless human tragedies overlapped.

It is the most striking contrast with the solemn Buddha of the clean monk.

The ghost roared up to the sky and stretched out its claws to the Buddhist handprint.

Boom

The trickster was injured. Now he was affected by this palm and spit out the blood. The ghost formed by the skin of the eyebrow was broken for half a year.

What's more, the golden light from the golden statue also arrived, leaving a terrible wound on him. White bones can be seen!

The war came suddenly, and finally someone recognized these means and looked moved: "this person is a ghost spread a few months ago?"

"Yes, it's just killing people. I also took off the skin of the eyebrow and refined it into a magic weapon. This method is really insidious."

The trickster almost withdrew from this hundred steps, and new meat began to grow in the place where it was penetrated.

"Ha ha... What a clean man. You've been following my trail since the desert. Now you'd rather give up the chance of the temple and kill me. It's a shame to go again... But you can't kill me today!"

The trickster's hands stood together and quickly pinched. The ghost composed of human skin was strangely twisted at the moment, roaring and shaking.

Boom!!!

The ghost burst in an instant, and the powerful impact made the friars who were a little closer around fall back in tears, which was comparable to the self explosion power of friars at the peak of chemical dust.

What's more, just after surviving the golden image killing, he was caught off guard by the self explosion and fell directly from the road.

A big clock with nine words of truth shrouded the clean monk. In the face of this self explosion, there was no wave.

After the smoke of gunpowder, the trickster has disappeared.

The clean monk was silent. It seemed that all these causes and effects had nothing to do with him. He turned and stepped into the temple. The Buddha's voice spread through, almost ignoring the soul attack of the golden statue.

The waves outside the hall are large and temporary.

The power of space is distorted and the familiar sense of tearing. When the light is restored, Xu Xian has stood in front of a magnificent palace.

Here

Xu Xian's pupil moved and he saw the city wall far away.

"Canghai city!"

Three strong fonts are engraved on the city plaque!

Is there another city in the temple?

This time, the city gate is intact, and there are Jiaolong statues on the left and right. The whole is like iron irrigation, and the details are lifelike. In the center of the city gate, there is a bright sea pearl, emitting a little glittering light.

Majestic, magnificent!

Xu Xian stretched out her hand and gently stroked it over the gate. The familiar frosted hand feels like years.

The city gate is brand new. Is there anyone else in the city?

Looking at the closed door, Xu Xian tried to push it open. Wen Si didn't move. No matter how much strength, she was absorbed by the black door without any waves, even the shaking force.

The only breakthrough, Xu Xian looked up.

Those three golden characters.