The monk Yisheng's hands were hidden in his sleeves, and he was not in a hurry to move first. He even had the leisure to tell Zhou Sheng who was on the side about his understanding of the young commander Du Yunqi in front of him: "Little Donor Zhou, look, this person has a lot of clothes, but he doesn't even sweat on his forehead and face, and this person has a big beard, which is even hotter. This shows that this person's cultivation is at least 'not afraid of cold and heat', so we naturally have to be more careful, so we can make our body different from ordinary people and a watershed for monks." Although the monk Yisheng said something, he naturally knew that the other party was also observing himself. Fortunately, he absorbed the spiritual energy around him openly.

Rakshasa occupied the magic power of a monk in his lifetime for a long time, so his current magic power is very complicated and not pure enough. It is mixed with the magic power of Rakshasa containing dead energy, so it is impossible for a monk in his lifetime to fight with all his strength. He can only purify the magic power in his body as much as possible, and cannot expel the dead energy from his body, because the other party will definitely find out.

Gathering magic power is actually a kind of deterrence. It looks like a very dangerous magic that Monk Yisheng prepared. As long as the other party is not stupid, it is like Monk Yisheng said, the threshold on the road of cultivator cultivation. The person in front of him can see that there are many things that have been passed, such as being invincible in the cold and heat, or the spiritual energy is the world alone. It can be seen that this so-called young commander has a high cultivation level, so Monk Yisheng also wants to purify his magic power more, so he is sure to win this game.

The bearded man was not in a hurry. The Living Yama Hall behind him was slightly raised at this time, as if it was a shadow of danger. Behind the man, he was getting taller and taller. The monk in his life seemed to face not only a man, but also the entire Living Yama Hall, and even more illusory luck.

"I have been practicing so far, and I can't say that my magic is proficient, but I can naturally have some experience. I have never seen a few monks who can walk with me, but I still have some knowledge. So I won't bother with the master for the time being, so why don't you find this Master to be unlucky? " Although the bearded man looked rough, he was very literary when he spoke. The monk Yisheng was about to talk to him, but he felt that he could not open his mouth when he spoke. The monk Yisheng's beautiful lips on the very good skin was difficult to even open, just like a person without a body pressing his mouth.

If you don’t do it, the Living Hall of Yama in front of you will only rise faster.

But the man was already talking: "The master is indeed a reasonable person. Since you-" It can be seen that it was naturally the man's hands and feet. The monk in his life didn't have time to think about what this spell was, or how to crack it. He directly patted the fingers that were still embedded in his chest.

The finger naturally understood and immediately said loudly: "It is natural to find you bad luck, and it is not just him to look for..." The finger felt a little regretful when he said this. It was not his monk in his life to find someone else. Zhou Sheng is just a little baby, and his cultivation is not much, but his vision is quite high. Usually, he heard that monk in his life and Tang Qian talk about him and the girl named Xia Yubing, who was talking about profound practice methods. His finger felt that if it weren't for Yunzhou, and any big state in the four realms, the method that monk in his life would have some sense of the world in the four realms, and would have a strange phenomenon, at least a lotus flower in his mouth, but this was just a high starting point, so Zhou Sheng could only look at it.

There is also the right hand, and my fingers are even more unreliable. Didn’t you see that the other person’s face is still dark now? He doesn’t have one ten cultivation, and he doesn’t have much weight left.

So after all the time I said this, I was the only one myself, so my finger had to intersect, "And I am also my uncle. Although I am small and still hidden in the body of this monk, I don't know where you are playing with your bare butt when I was galloping in Yunzhou."

The bearded man seemed to see his finger in surprise, and then saw his right hand on one side. He rubbed his eyes and said, "This is really a distinguished guest, it's rare." But his right hand and finger didn't recognize the man.

"Ah, I haven't seen each other for many years." The man touched his beard and then stopped talking, but just sighed, but when he sighed, a strong wind blew around him. His slight sighing made people feel a little unable to open their eyes. Many people in Fengdu who were kneeling on the ground were blown up and had to stand up, and several slim women were overturned and blown away.

The monk Yisheng has many magical powers, but there is no magical power that makes people not afraid of the wind, so he closed his eyes. Closed his eyes and was like taking advantage of the opportunity. Several people with the same outfit suddenly rushed out of the crowd around him, but they were wearing hats and pressed them down very low, and they came to the monk Yisheng in an instant. The monk Yisheng also reacted very quickly, as if he didn't need to see it to know that there were two people on the right and three on the left. This was also a habit. Most people's right hands would be more flexible, and monks were also humans, so more attacks were on the left.

Such details make Monk Yisheng feel more and more troublesome, because this is obviously a person who has walked a long way in the road of cultivation. Monk Yisheng was thinking about things in his heart, but his hands were not slow, and he threw away two of them with one pull and pulled, then he punched one with his left hand, and took half a step back. At this time, there was one person left on the right. He slowly avoided the first move of the two. He rolled his sleeves and the man on the right was thrown out. Monk Yisheng made a gesture with his left hand, and Wuliang Seal made a move, and hit the last person's head.

No matter what status this person is in Du Yunqi, no matter whether he has an iron head or a flesh head, there should be nothing left on his neck after this move. Monk Yisheng sighed, and his left hand sided a little to the side, making the man's head aside. No matter what kind of monk he was, as long as he had a head, he should understand that this was a move, and the gap was very big, so he should retreat with a self-knowledge.

Monk Yisheng slowly opened his eyes, but found that the person in front of him not only did not retreat, but instead put his head in front of Monk Yisheng's Infinite Seal, and it was unscathed!

The hat on this man's face had been taken off. His mouth was so big that it was not like a person's mouth, but like a monster. When it was opened, it looked like a huge mouth the size of a human head, and the teeth inside were supported one by one in chaos. It looked very strange. What's even more strange about the monk Yisheng felt that the man in front of him ate his infinite seal?

There was a black throat in front of me, which was very bad. It felt even worse because the aura of the guy in black outfit in front of me was actually visible to the eyes.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the most surprised thing was the right hand and finger. The right hand took a step back half a step, and the finger had already screamed: "White?"

The mouth is naturally the name of a person, or the name of the person in front of him who opened his mouth and ate the magic power of a monk for a lifetime.

"He's not a mouth." The bearded man said leisurely: "This is an experiment, or a try. I want to try it. Qingjia was back then.

Can I give us these abilities to others? So I created this technique according to my supernatural powers." As he said that, he patted the dust on his body - although the dust seemed to not exist, and stood up.

"I have to admit that Qingjia is still powerful. Even if he is dead, I can't reach his realm back then. The little guys I created have eaten their magic power and can only grow rapidly for a short period of time. The good news is that they eat everything, whether it is dead energy or spiritual energy, no matter what kind of mana or characteristic magic power, they can be eaten. Another disadvantage is..."

The man in front of the monk Yisheng opened his mouth and did not move. A giggling sound made in his throat, which was very terrifying. The monk felt even more terrifying. The man's magic power seemed to begin to be out of control.

The man whose name should be the mouth said softly: "In many cases, if you take mana, you will explode if you can't digest it-"

The monk Yisheng could not finish hearing this sentence, because the mana in front of him exploded faster - bang - just like the monk Yisheng himself hit an infinite seal on the ground.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the monk's robe on the body of the monk Yisheng had no sleeves, and the man was already standing in front of him: "The reaction was very fast. In such a quick moment, you can still use the unique magic of your monk to protect the people behind you. It's very clever Buddhism, very good." As he said, he had already punched the monk Yisheng, but a light golden cover appeared in front of the monk Yisheng. This was the reason why Zhou Sheng just helped his right hand block the explosion behind him.

The ground trembles.

This man has a lot of strength.

The bearded man was wrapped in cloth on his hands. He pulled his hand back and untied it. At this time, he was completely unprepared. The monk Yisheng did not take action, but watched intently. This was a monk Yisheng himself. He liked to plan and then act, or when he met a monk he didn't know or had never seen before, he was confident that he could see the master's master within a few moves, and within ten moves, he knew what spells this man was proficient in and then thought of countermeasures.

The genius of a monk in his life is not for nothing.

"I know why I wear so much?" The bearded man suddenly asked. No one could answer this question. It was the hot summer now. Although there were dark clouds, it was still stuffy. The monk asked himself that he was smart, but he couldn't answer it.

The cloth on his hands was taken off, and the monk in his life saw that he had a mouth on his palms and backs.

At this time, his finger screamed: "Are you exactly the same as after I was injured? You are too bullying others, too bullying others."

As long as the finger is injured, another finger will grow on the wound. The mouth in front of you seems to be able to eat mana in the place where there is a mouth.

Because the golden bell cover in the true sense of Monk Yisheng's mouth disappeared after just touching it.

"Master, there is another thing. Actually, I have been reincarnated by blood rice. This is no longer my original body, but I just have the magical powers given by Qingjia back then-" the man said: "My mouth is dead, my name is Gu Wei, please give me some advice."

With one punch, the monk's magical power of protecting his body could not be displayed, so he was knocked out directly!

(End of this chapter)
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