"Little bald donkey, get out of here, I'm not interested in what you said about Elysium!

Jiang Wangyue said with a pleasant face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He speaks the language of another world, and with that 'kind' face, people who don't know that language might think he is saying good things.

Very deceptive.

The left hand behind him glowed red, and a long red straight knife slowly emerged, forming quickly from the handle to the tip of the knife, as long as the little monk dared to take a step closer, he swung the knife.

In the face of this mysterious little monk, he had to be cautious.

"Donor, our Buddhist disciples are not bald donkeys, please don't scold, the poor monk didn't lie to you, the monks don't speak, you really have a relationship with my Buddha!"

The little monk replied in the language that Jiang Wangyue had just said, and his expression was very sincere.

A solemn face.

A little monk about ten years old spoke seriously.

The style of painting is extremely strange.

"You understand me!"

Jiang Wangyue showed a hint of embarrassment, and it was embarrassing to be found scolding people in front of her.

"The poor monk has a way to understand all the languages of the world, and the one of yours should know!"

The little monk pointed to his head, meaning something.

"That!

The chill in Jiang Wangyue's eyes increased, and as soon as her right hand was loosened, the struggling girl fell to the ground in a scream, and without saying a word, the golden wings behind her shrank, and the whole person swirled, moving in front of the little monk in an instant.

The sky screeched with a terrible screech.

A long knife slashed at the little monk's head.

"Stop!"

In the void, two voices, a man and a woman, sounded.

But Jiang Wangyue didn't hesitate for a moment, and the long knife slashed at the little monk's smooth head without the slightest pause.

The first strike is strong, it has always been Jiang Wangyue's code of conduct, as long as there is a need to do it, you must do it first, step by step, step by step, once you do it, you must go all out, and you are not allowed to hesitate.

Even if God is standing by and telling you to stop, you can't stop!

Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion back.

Clang!

A golden ancient bell swirled around the little monk.

Ancient martial arts--Golden Bell Jar!

Jiang Wangyue's knife slashed at the Admiralty, the tiger's mouth was torn instantly, the blood had not yet gushed out, the infinite regeneration magic power was activated, the wound healed instantly, and the power of the fireworks knife was dissolved by the constantly rotating Admiralty, and even, the high-speed rotating Admiralty almost bounced off the knife in his hand, and the Buddha fire brought by the fireworks knife spread to the Admiralty and was even more annihilated like ice and snow melting.

A few more cuts, the result is still the same.

This little monk is very strong!

"Donor, why are you still obsessed?"

The little monk did not get angry in the slightest, and still persuaded calmly.

"You're amazing, I'll take it, but I'm not going to go to that Elysium, I don't want to be a monk!"

Jiang Wangyue disagreed.

has a fate with the Buddha, there is a fart fate, he has harmed countless eunuchs and monks in the martial arts world, if you really want to talk about any fate, it is also a bad fate.

"Dare to make a move on the Buddha of my Sumeru Heaven, what day are you the messenger, so bold!"

A woman in a simple monk's robe stood behind the little monk and pointed at Jiang Wangyue and said angrily.

The depth of the little monk, Jiang Wangyue can't see through it, and she can't feel the breath, but this woman is very terrifying, her momentum is unrestrained, and Jiang Wangyue, who is crushed by the terrifying breath, is out of breath.

If you look closely, you can see the sky around the woman, and countless cracks faintly appear.

Her strength is definitely not inferior to that of the Eight Immortals!

Even the top-ranked rain fairy, Lei Xian may not be stronger than her!

Jiang Wangyue stood in the sky and took three steps back.

The terrifying aura disappeared suddenly, and when he took a step forward, he felt it again, as if the other party intended to control the radiation range of the aura.

"When you are old, you must not be rude!"

The little monk snorted softly.

The woman hurriedly bent down and made a Buddha call, and her momentum disappeared.

"He didn't find the magic talisman, too, it's something I think too much, even the gods can't find it, how can this little monk know, no matter how you look at him, he doesn't seem to be a power beyond the level of the gods!"

Jiang Wangyue breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he did it was because he thought that his magic talisman was exposed, and the little monk pointed to his brain and said that the thing knew, and he was in a hurry for a while, so he shot directly.

If the little monk knew about the existence of the magic talisman, he would not talk nonsense with him, but directly robbed it.

This kind of treasure that can travel through the dimension to evolve supernatural powers, no one is blushing.

He was simply overthinking.

The little monk was talking about the Nine Heavens, the thing that could not be named.

However, the Sumeru day she said made Jiang Wangyue think of something.

He paid close attention to those mysterious children of destiny for the past two days.

From their mouths, I heard some very secret news, they spoke a language that they had never heard before, because no one in this world could understand it, so the communication between them was undisguised and open.

Jiang Wangyue knocked out one of the very weak people and reproduced his language with an untraced ball.

Therefore, Jiang Wangyue can understand what these people say.

from their mouths.

Jiang Wangyue knew the words Shinra Heaven, Great Brahma Heaven, Ziyang Heaven and so on, and these so-called messengers would appear in this world, related to something that could not be named.

"I'm from the last three days!"

Jiang Wangyue thought for a moment and spoke.

Surprise!

The little monk and the woman looked shocked.

Among the nine days, there is also a ranking, which is divided into three days, three days, and three days.

Among them, the next three days from low to high are the Ziyang Heaven, the Great Brahma Heaven, and the Shenluo Heaven, and the middle three days are the Demon Heaven Heaven, the Shangqing Heaven, and the Sumeru Heaven, as for the upper three days, they are the existence that ordinary messengers in the lower three days and the middle three days cannot contact.

Only a powerhouse of Heizun's level can know.

"No wonder, no wonder there is such a strange and evil personality, and luck is undetectable!"

The little monk showed a sudden expression.

"What is my life?"

"Buddha Demon Destiny, in my Sumeru Heaven, a peculiar destiny ranked high in Buddhism, is the demon of Buddha, half Buddha and half demon, and has a strong fighting talent!

"What, my life has changed again!"

Jiang Wangyue scratched her hair, looking tangled.

His life is changeable, last time it was a difficult fate, all those who oppose him will encounter bad luck and suffer calamity, this is still six years ago a fortune teller calculated for him, and then his life changed again, what it is, he doesn't know, but he will always encounter all kinds of strange things after that.

If you live in a house casually, it will be haunted inside, and if you find an inn at random, it must be a black shop.

Walking around the antique market, I got a very good ghost artifact.

Crossing the mountain and encountering robbers, the river crossing boat leaked.

Wherever you go, where something happens.

Just like the last time I was in the demon world, when I entered a bar, I encountered a half-demon and a demon fighting, and in the martial arts world, I fled all the way, and I actually entered the dungeon.

Good things and bad things happen one after another.

Jiang Wangyue can see other people's fate, but he can't see his own, and the same is true for luck.

"How is this possible?"

The little monk's brows furrowed, he had never heard of the changeability of people's lives.

"Are you really the one who went for three days?"

The woman looked skeptical.

"I am a person with great luck, and I have a strong brother, so I am naturally different from you"

Jiang Wangyue didn't blush when she said big things.

The devil knows how he has an older brother who has been on for three days.

He had to brag, if he didn't pull out a strong brother, how could he be able to suppress these two people, Jiang Wangyue cared about his own life very much, he didn't live enough.

"Brother, I see!"

To be able to enter the last three days, either the talent is extremely high and the luck is huge, or there is a strong backer behind it.

"In this case, the poor monk will not force it, this is the contact mark of the poor monk, if there is something important, you can contact the poor monk through that thing, and you can come to Sumeru when you have time!"

The little monk's right hand was raised, and a gold swastika seal appeared in the palm of his hand, floating towards Jiang Wangyue.

"Okay, I'll definitely visit when I have time!"

Jiang Wangyue stretched out her hand and took the swastika seal.

The swastika has been condensed into a solid body, and it is very heavy.

Jiang Wangyue recognized the strength of the little monk again.