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Heng Qian can't control so much, the blood on his hand will be left by it, at this time, you must hold on, once you take back the magic weapon for him, it is likely to be a vicious fight. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "The little monk is just passing by here, wanting to know the direction of going to the Shenguo Continent, and he didn't bother to meet these little friends in the foundation building period, these little friends are also indiscriminately and directly attacking the little monk, the little monk really has no way to stun them, the little monk has no malicious intent!" After Heng Qian reminded him, the monks in the air slowly landed next to the three monks in the foundation building period. Thinking he was trying to hurt it, the cape beast roared at the whitefriar, humming at it. The white-clothed monk didn't say a word, but just looked at the heads of the monks. Maybe the sound of the cape beast was a little disgusting, and this monk obviously couldn't stand the cry of the cape beast. The fingers moved slightly, and suddenly opened his eyes, and the cape beast's eyes lit up, and rushed to the cape beast that was only ten meters away, at this distance, if you want to attack the cape beast, the cape beast can only be captured, the speed can not be described as fast, it can only be said to be a ghost, and when you see that the cape beast is about to suffer.

A violent collision sound came out! Heng Qian had already come to the middle-aged monk in white, Heng Yan rushed over with the ruler that made him bleed first, the speed could not be described as a ghost, it could only be said that it disappeared in place, not even a trace of dust was driven. Heng Yan grabbed the white-clothed monk in front of him with his right hand and pulled it back vigorously, and with his left hand, he held a three-inch ruler on the white-clothed monk's neck, revealing a fierce look: "If you dare to move again, you will give me reincarnation!!" You can underestimate Heng Yan, you can hurt Heng Yan, you can insult Heng Yan. But don't try to hurt Yu Sen or the cape beast, you want to know the consequences? Death is your only fate! I don't know why Heng Qian would say such tough words, it is simply to show his strength! This white-clothed monk was also taken aback, and took the top magic weapon with his bare hands, exceeding the distance of more than ten meters from himself? The most terrifying thing is that his physical body was originally the body of a demon, not to mention the top madness, it is also one of the best in the human race, I didn't expect it! This little monk who seems to be only in his early twenties can actually catch himself back from the phantom, who is he sacred?

A chill of fear welled up in the Friar's heart, and for the first time he felt scared. This feeling is really terrifying! The white-clothed monk couldn't move at all, not because he didn't want to move or because he was too scared to move, but because the murderous aura and spiritual pressure emitted by Heng Qian locked him in place. Now he finally knew how he was knocked out during these foundation building periods. "Fellow Daoist, if you have something to say, you have something to say!" Finally, the mute white-clothed monk spoke: "Master, don't blame, I'm just checking the safety of the monks in the clan!" Heng Qian was a little out of control, the pupils in his eyes were inclined to earthy yellow, and he was constantly panting, and the spiritual pressure emitted was also weakened. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the white-clothed monk escaped from Heng Yan's control, and took back the three monks on the ground with a roll in his hand. A green light appeared all over Heng Yan's body, and Yu Sen was recuperating for Heng Yan in his body. This scene once again shocked the white-clothed Confucian-robed monk, "Your Excellency's cultivation exercises...... Could it be that Your Excellency is also a half-demon? Impossible! The only half-demon in this world is our tribe, and there can't be anything else. "This white-clothed monk may have used some kind of secretary to know the true dragon bloodline in Heng Yan's body. The cape beast was extracted a lot of true dragon blood by Heng Yan, and it was impossible for his current strength to block the attack just now. (The daily explanation time is up: "There are many differences between half-demons and half-orcs, and half-demons are the bloodlines of the human-level demon beast clan. Half-orcs are the body of demon beasts and the genes of humans, and their spiritual intelligence is relatively low, and their physical talent is stronger than that of ordinary demon beasts. Generally speaking, half-orcs are accepted by demon beasts, but half-demons are very repulsive. The half-demons in heaven and earth also gradually perished in such a bad environment. ”）

Heng Qian gradually regained his composure, and opened his black eyes: "Ani Buddha! The little monk has given a salute, and please don't blame the donor!" The white-clothed monk watched the green light in Heng Yan's body disappear before he dared to reply, he really didn't dare to reply! I just saw the strength of this monk, even if he fought to the death, he could only hit Heng Yan hard, and it was impossible for him to win it at all. Let's adapt to the situation! Find out that this monk really seems to have evil thoughts, just checked the spiritual consciousness space of these monks in the foundation building period, and the confidential information in it that is simply arranged has not been touched, which is the most important thing, which shows that this monk no longer cares about this. You can talk to them boldly, or if you can't, you can lead the tribe to do it, and it's not too late. Anyway, it's a dilemma now, so it's just like this!" "Fellow Daoist, why did you come here? Where did you come from? In Xiabashi is the captain of this year's patrol of the Thunder Dragon Tribe. "I dare to reveal my name when I carefully inspect Heng Yan, I am really careful enough. "Little monk Heng Yan! It is a loose cultivation of Jiaohuahai, I heard that the Shenguo mainland is rich in resources and wants to go to Shenguo to find an opportunity!"

"Look at the master's exercises and spiritual pressure attributes, it doesn't look like a person from Jiaohuahai!" Heng Qian is really strange, how could this monk know? Could it be that the monks of Jiaohuahai have a smell of sea salt. "The little monk's is just a little peculiar in the exercises," Heng Qian clasped his hands together. When it comes to exercises, it is also a taboo for immortal cultivators, and after knowing that it is inconvenient for Heng Qian to disclose it, this white-clothed monk will not insist on understanding. From the current point of view, this early Yuedan monk who is not yet thirty years old in front of him has stronger strength and physical body than himself, has not spied on the secrets of the Xiaolong tribe, has not harmed the clan, has no malice, and has not hurt himself, from these aspects, it can be roughly judged that this monk is not a bad person, and it is estimated that it is just a disciple of a certain gate sect who goes out to travel. "Huh...... Master," the white-clothed monk looked left and right, looking a little worried, "Master, it's not convenient to talk here, let's talk within the tribe!"

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