Chapter 139

At this look, Hua Yanhong screamed: "ghost, ghost". Suddenly, she had a stomachache, but she had been pregnant for several months. At this time, she was frightened by this.

Ying Jintang was flustered and comforted, and then he had a fierce light in his eyes: "Yi Xiaolong is you."

Seeing that Ying Jintang was not afraid of himself, Yi Xiaolong said with a ferocious face, "you killed me. I want revenge." he rushed up directly.

Ying Jintang was surprised, so he dodged directly and picked up a stool to guard against: "hum, it's good that I killed it. Unexpectedly, I dared to come to me when I became a ghost. This time I even killed you." but he threw the stool in his hand directly.

Then one rushed to the clothes on one side, picked up a Taoist talisman and pasted it on Yi Xiaolong's ghost.

"Ao" heard Ying Jintang admit that Yi Xiaolong looked even more ferocious, and a lot of ghost gas burst out. Mao Xiaofang hurriedly pushed open the door and appeared next to Yi Xiaolong, holding his hand and printing it on Yi Xiaolong's forehead.

He directly calmed his soul and waved him away. Song Zilong rushed in and directly tortured Ying Jintang: "murderer"

Ying Jintang, however, was foolish. Then he knew it was a trap. As soon as his look changed, he began to struggle. Song Zilong raised his hand and punched directly: "be honest with me."

At this time, Hua Yanhong was also surprised by the accident. He looked a little uncomfortable and covered his stomach. Yu qingjue frowned and pinched a meditation method to fight directly.

The next day, the whole troupe caused a sensation. Unexpectedly, the murderer was Yingjin hall, a red actor, and No. 2 wusheng liangshaotang was a fugitive. In an instant, it was like frying a pot.

Song Zilong had finished the interrogation at this time. Under the conclusive evidence, Ying Jintang didn't deny it. He looked a little crazy and shouted, "he should die. He often harasses Yanhong."

Song Zilong looked at Ying Jintang with a sigh: "do you know the end of doing this? Although they plead for you, you will spend the rest of your life in prison."

"Ha ha" Ying Jintang laughed wildly: "it's good to be alive. I don't care about anything else."

At this time, yuqingjue and Ren Tingting looked at the scene curiously. A large group of villagers surrounded a sloppy man and shouted: "Wangcai, a living immortal."

Yuqing Jue raised his eyebrows, looked at the black stone in the man's hand, felt a powerful force inside, and his eyes flashed. Is this the blood devil? I don't know how many accomplishments he can add by refining the power of the cost source. A bad smile appears at the corners of his mouth. In my heart, I have begun to plan to get this thing directly later.

"What's the matter with qingjue?" Ren Tingting looked at the villagers curiously, then saw yuqingjue's bad smile and asked in some confusion.

"Ha, nothing, just think of something funny," yuqingjue said with a smile. Then he took Ren Tingting and left directly. A force was attached to Wangcai and took action later.

"You say Wangcai is really an immortal? It can actually eliminate people's evil thoughts." Ren Tingting asked with some confusion.

"Ha, this is just for some reason," Yu qingjue said with a smile.

In the evening, yuqingjue looked at Ren Tingting, who was sleeping, kissed her gently, and then directly flashed away to feel the place of Wangcai.

A moment later, looking at the dilapidated temple below, yuqingjue raised his eyebrows, slowly lowered his body, and the soul power carefully explored into it. However, he knew that the black stone blood devil was about to wake up. If he was accidentally swallowed by him, he would be hurt. He felt that there was a breath of wealth inside.

Yuqingjue rushed directly into the temple and looked at the sleeping Wangcai. He knocked him unconscious and took the black stone in his hand. This can be regarded as saving Wangcai. Without a word, he threw it into the origin tower.

"Oh, who broke my big deal"

Hearing a roar from the tower, yuqingjue didn't answer. Then he looked at the four statues in the temple and waved directly into the tower. These four statues are not the statues of gods and Buddhas, but the incarnation of blood demons.

Instead of hesitating, he flew directly to Fuxi hall and left a message. After that, he directly entered the quiet room, dodged into the cultivation space and opened the source array. The power of the world was continuously introduced into the origin tower.

"Oh, who are you? Who do you want to refine me?" the blood devil roared in the tower.

Yuqingjue ignored it, but constantly increased his strength and refined it. I don't know how long later, the roar of the blood devil in the tower turned into a cry: "please let me go. As long as you are willing to let me go, I will repay you, whether you are an ox or a horse."

"Hum" Yuqing Jue Leng hum: "the famous blood devil will beg for mercy. Don't be delusional. I can't let you out, you and other demons."

"Little brother, as long as you let me out, I can give you power, money and beauty, and I will pass on your stronger cultivation method." when someone answered, the blood devil began to tempt.

"Not interested" yuqingzi refused directly. Then, no matter what the blood devil said, he didn't answer. The power of the world kept running into the refining source array.

Yuqing never knew how long the time had passed. He looked at a pill gradually formed in the tower and condensed by the power of the source. His face was happy. Then he concentrated and breathed, and constantly input the power of the world. A moment later, a pill the size of a peanut appeared in his hand.

"Oh, the blood devil's cultivation is so high. Is he an immortal? His original power is so great." Yuqing Jue murmured to himself.

Take the pill directly and start refining. It impacts the acupoints all over the body and condenses more yuan pills. I don't know how long ago, Yuqing Jue turned the original power of the blood devil into a world power and incorporated it into his cultivation. He was happy to see the 30 new yuan pills.

"Ha, that's good. There are already a hundred, 365. It's a long way to go."

However, yuqingjue thought of 365 days of the week. As long as it was condensed into a number of days of the week, his foundation would be unbreakable when he incorporated the brilliance of the stars into it. He slowly operated the skill. After a moment, he looked at the consolidated cultivation and flashed out of the cultivation space directly.

I felt that my eyebrows were wrinkled. The Buddha power appeared in the village. Then I thought it was the Lama who came and shrugged. It had nothing to do with myself. It was just a farce.

"Qingjue, you're out of the customs. Why did you come out before and shut up again?" Ren Tingting pursed her lips and said.

Looking at this look, Ren Tingting kissed Yuqing Jue straight: "ha, this is an accident. I have a chance to get something. It's just a closed door digestion."

Then he saw a Lama in the hall and raised his eyebrows: "this?"

Mao Xiaofang said expressionless, "this is the living Buddha in bashiba Tibet."

"Hmm?" Yu qingjue frowned, looked at the Lama who died for his daughter and said, "master, you can face your heart correctly."

Ba Siba was surprised: "benefactor, I'm joking. Why didn't I face my heart for the living Buddha."

"Well," Yu qingjue looked at Ba Siba with a smile

"The so-called living Buddha is just like this. Your heart is not pure."

As soon as Ba Siba's face changed, he looked at Yu qingjue with a smile: "benefactor, your words have passed."

"Ha" yuqingjue chuckled, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, Yu qingjue's face changed and his face was a little dignified. He secretly looked at dozens of red dots displayed on the map, but those hostile callers actually came to Hong Kong. What are you doing?

The callers of different camps should be hostile. Are they united? You can't come or go anyway.

On one side, Mao Xiaofang raised his eyebrows: "is qingjue an outsider again?"

"Well," Yu qingjue nodded, looked at Mao Xiaofang and said, "there are a lot of people here this time. I need the help of martial uncle."

"Well, no problem. These guys have never given up on China since ancient times. We'll teach them a lesson this time," Mao Xiaofang said sternly.

Ba Siba didn't answer, because the local sect in China is Taoism, and he is an outsider, which is also a foreign teacher. Therefore, it's inconvenient to say anything, so he said goodbye and left directly.