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Volume 1 Living Yama Hall Chapter 51 Watching the Tiger (1)

Of course, the painting of a sword was not created by the monk Yisheng himself. This is Tang Qian's sword and Tang Qian's sword technique. The most important thing is that Tang Qian is also here, but perhaps he may not necessarily use it better than the monk Yisheng.

A monk in his lifetime always learns from others, whether in Buddhism or practice. Even if he is better than others, it is common for him. When he was in Zhongzhou, he did not know the unique skills of any temple. However, as long as the moves, supernatural powers and methods he learned will increase, the monk in his lifetime will sometimes become a little strange. He began to pay attention to this situation by an accident. Once he learned a magic trick that was passed down from the beginning of his establishment.

A worn animal skin with very bad words written, and then the monk Yisheng simply looked at it and used it better than the sect leader of that sect.

This may be talent, so drawing a sword is extremely exquisite in your life.

"If he had a brush in his hand," the temple Buddha whispered, its huge hand blocking in front of him. Tang Qian had another sword, but there was still no sword in his hand, but once again left a very deep gully on the temple Buddha's hands. The temple Buddha's eyes were deep: "Can the brush belong to one person and then another person can use it?"

"Hey, did you find it faster than you imagined?" Tang Qian looked at the eyes of the temple Buddha. Now the eyes of the temple Buddha were bigger than Tang Qian's entire person, but Tang Qian still looked at the eyes of the temple Buddha easily. There was no trace of panic in Tang Qian's eyes: "Then I think I should try my best not to get caught by you as much as possible."

The reason why monks in their lifetime have no magic power, and the sword is still very fast is that they can only have one pen, but this pen belongs to Tang Qian. Tang Qian uses his broken sword as a link to connect magic power, and then monks in their lifetime can rely on this sword to make a series of actions that are not in line with common sense.

However, there was only one pen or sword, so even if it was Tang Qian's back, he would have divided his magic powers, and the temple Buddha didn't even dare to think about it. If this person hadn't happened to take care of his friends, if the monk Yisheng happened to be plotted to drink blood rice porridge, he would probably have been killed here, whether it was himself or the two wastes below.

When two people use the same thing, there will always be a gap when changing hands in the middle, and the only chance for temples and Buddhas is this gap.

Say it

The complexity was that the temple Buddha raised his hand in an instant, and his palm suddenly slashed at Tang Qian, as if a mountain had hit him, and its sound as heavy as gold and stone resounded throughout Nihua Mountain.

"Attack, if you don't want to die here." As soon as it finished speaking, Yan Zhi and the evil ghost rushed forward without hesitation.

Two or three spectators from afar.

The reason why there are two or three people is that they are still there, only one child left, and a man wearing a hood stands around the hall, and they are all very far away.

Every move of the temple and Buddha is shaking the earth.

The Taoist is fairy-like, with long and gray beards, and his face is very rosy. His eyes are small but very vivid. His nose is a bit red, but it is very eye-catching. The Taoist robe on his body is very particular, with seven stars flashing on it, and there are countless stars around the seven brightest stars as star maps, which are connected to each other. Even if the ground is broken and the mountain collapsed under his feet, the Taoist robe on his body can automatically flow through magic power. The stars flash around the ground, allowing the Taoist to stand steadily.

Even if Tang Qian didn't know much about what happened in Yunzhou, his characteristics were too obvious, and Tang Qian could recognize who this person was.

The leader of the Seven Constellation Star Sect, Tianxing Taoist, this is not the original name of this Taoist. Every sect leader in this sect has the same name. He is best at formations and can also echo the stars in the sky. The child beside him is about four feet tall, not tall, and looks like a child. He has a sky-scaling bun on his head, which looks like he is seven or eight years old, with a pink and jade carving, and only a bellyband on his body. The bellyband is black, and it does not have the word "Fu" or "Ping An Ai Beast, but a monster that looks ferocious.

The head has long tentacles, sharp teeth, and fierce eyes. If someone looks at his bellyband, he will think that the monster is looking at him.

This is the New Year beast.

The thing that Nian Beast hates the most is red, so the child's bellyband is black, and this person's background is also very interesting. He is the owner of Ruizhou Villa. Although he looks young, he is an old monster who is thousands of years old. Although he is a girl, he has never shown himself as an older person. Nian Beast bellyband is also her most famous feature.

She looked more comfortable than that Taoist.

Her feet were actually floating in the air. No matter the earth was shaking, she just gently tapped the ground and floated upwards.

These two people are the strongest among the strongest sects in Yunzhou, but when they get here, they don’t seem to want to get involved. Even if they see the appearance of an evil demon, they just shook their heads.

"Old guy, I guess you would use what kind of bastards you have from all the creatures in the sky and underground. Is this thing a little bit?" In fact, when it comes to seniority and age, Li Ruihong, the owner of Ruizhan Villa, is older and higher. The leader of the Qisu Star Sect is just a "young man" who has practiced for hundreds of years, but Li Ruihong seems to like to mention that others look older than him.

The old guy called Tianxing Taoist very smoothly.

The Taoist Tianxing watched the battle in the field, and he was relished and didn't say he wanted to help anyone. He just saw that there were still a few stars hidden in his small eyes. It seemed that it was some kind of spell related to his eyes. Hearing Li Ruihong's words, he nodded, concisely: "It's just that."

Li Ruihong snorted. Although almost all the questions were told by her, she really seemed to be the Taoist Tianxing who asked her for this question seriously. She shook her head and said, "If I read it correctly, the evil demons in this scene are the 'Rakshasa' from the underworld. They are considered a kind of creature. However, many evil people cannot be reincarnated after entering the underworld. After that, the underworld came up with a way to make Rakshasa atone for their sins, which is to make them prisoners. If they can atone for sins, they can be reincarnated. Therefore, ordinary Rakshasa must have come from the underworld..." Li Ruihong's pink face turned pale in an instant, and two golden bracelets appeared on both hands and wrists. The bracelets were covered with patterns, and these patterns flashed in an instant. Moreover, the New Year beast on her bellyband actually swam, as if she could leave her bellyband and fight immediately. Then she said something that she had only understood after half a quarter of an hour of watching the battle.

"Does this thing mean that the underworld is open again?"

At this time, Taoist Tianxing actually nodded in deep thought: "Master Li is aware of it."

It is not easy for this kid to become the leader of a large sect.

It is not easy for this old man to be beaten to death for hundreds of years.

The person with a hood next to him was silent.
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