Chapter 4617

Can the resentment between Dabei temple, burning heaven and xiaoyaomen end? From the day of Lu Xingyuan's death, they had a deep blood feud, and there was no turning back. Mu Yan's heart is sour. He reaches out and holds Leng Yumo in his arms. Suddenly, her eyes swept over the side of night three, and saw that he looked strange, puzzled and unbelievable, with a desire to talk and stop. Mu Yan can't help but ask: "what's the matter?" He opened his mouth three times in the dark, as if he wanted to say something, but then he shook his head, "it should be impossible. Miss Jun, it's nothing. Maybe I think too much. " When Muyan asked again, he heard a loud bang from the sword array. The twelve originally connected swords of Benming spread away and returned to Luo Yunxiao. In the dilapidated and shapeless hall, Ci'en was carrying a kind wisdom covered with blood in her hand, whose hands and feet had disappeared. Jingyuan half knelt down on the ground and looked at CI en in shock: "martial uncle, what are you doing?" Kindness smiles and throws her kindness and wisdom to the ground. Muyan found that Shanhui's elixir had been abandoned. The whole body cultivation is slowly dissipating, dying, and gradually moving towards death. After he was thrown on the ground, his bloodshot eyes glared at kindness and roared as loud as he could, but he could only make a weak voice: "why..." With his hands folded, he said "Amitabha" gently, and then said with compassion: "nephew Shanhui, after taking jiuzhuandu Erdan, there are only a few days left in his life. I'll make good use of the rest of his life, so that he can die in a proper place and die with value. Isn't that good? " Shanhui's eyes suddenly opened and her face was full of disbelief. Compared with Shanhui and Jingyuan, they are miserable. Kindness is still a compassionate monk, even his cassock is spotless. Luo Yunxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, fell to the ground and said coldly, "you are not Buddhist. Who are you?"“ Amitabha "Don't be kidding, Lord Luoshi," he said with a smile. "Poor monk Ci'en has been practicing in the Great Mercy Temple for thousands of years. What is not Buddhism?" Mu Yan suddenly came forward and said, "if I'm not wrong, what you used before should be a spell! And it's not an ordinary low-level spell that can be driven by black talisman. Am I right, master tzu'en? " Ci en's eyes narrowed, his eyes fell on Mu Yan, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up: "it seems that this time's demon killing operation can't succeed. Jingyuan, let's go! "“ Dead bald ass, it's not so easy to go! " The people who burned the sky immediately rushed to kill them. However, with a wave of her hand, a great energy surged in, and she let them fly backwards and hit the pillar. Ci en's eyes were full of contempt. "Luo Yunxiao didn't leave my ability, just by you?" With that, his cassock rustled. There was a golden seal between the forehead. The golden light from the incantation seal made the burning people scream and fall down one by one. The golden flame rose from them for no reason and burned their bodies. Ci en sneered: "Luo Yunxiao, if you want to kill me, you'd better see how to save the lives of your subordinates from the" real fire of ten thousand characters "“ Jingyuan, what are you doing? Let's go Jingyuan bowed his head, slowly stood up and walked towards kindness.