Ma Xiaoyang looked at the appearance in front of him, and was also stunned for a while, if it is an illusion, the true qi can never be faked, the whirlpool is all supported by the true qi, every rotation and strangulation, it is driven by the true qi, and the feeling of idling in the air and strangling things is really different.

It would be normal to say that one's senses were blinded by the formation, but the true qi would not disappear for no reason.

The qiē in front of him completely subverted Ma Xiaoyang's cognition.

Thinking of the Xu Huang battle, he finally broke out of the formation with spectroscopic shadows, maybe his apricot blossoms and fireworks were not enough, but he could consider the matter of spectroscopic shadows.

However, this is as your last hole card, or light yì don't leak out, so, think of other ways.

Ma Xiaoyang thought that just now he had been walking forward with him all the time and had never turned, so what would happen if he tried to turn this time?

The Divine Technique was unleashed, and the only remaining True Qi mobilized, mobilized the whole body, and began to frantically scurry in front of him.

If you can turn, you will never go straight, and after turning on the left, you will definitely turn to the right.

The scenery in front of me flew by like a movie.

Ma Xiaoyang didn't look back, just like that, he ran fast for ten minutes, I don't know how many places he ran, not to mention a small White Horse Temple, this magic technique is enough for a train station to go back and forth.

But Ma Xiaoyang turned around and took a step inside the arch.

Not much, not less, just one step away, the monk's residence, the tourist stops at eight big characters, which will look particularly ironic.

This time, Ma Xiaoyang was really powerless.

This time, just in case, I specially prepared some spiritual fluid for backup.

In order not to waste it, with the help of Cheng Zijin, some spiritual liquid products were refined with spiritual liquid, and one drop of spiritual liquid was refined into ten bottles of spiritual drink according to the most absorbed Cheng dù by Ma Xiaoyang, all of which were filled with white jade bottles refined by Ma Xiaoyang himself.

That bottle has the effect of blocking the breath, using the things of the peach treasure house, the refined spiritual drink, well, in fact, it is added to a lot of gathered heaven and earth water vapor, poured into the bottle, and placed in the lock demon tower, just for fear that this kind of situation will appear now.

A bottle of spirit drank down, and the true qi began to surge, and Ma Xiaoyang was not idle, sacrificing the root of heaven and earth, and how much true qi was generated, all of which poured into the root of heaven and earth.

I didn't care if this formation was broken, and if the extra light splitting shadow would cause any damage to the thousand-year-old temple.

The current Ma Xiaoyang is completely enraged, so no matter what the consequences are, originally, he has nothing to do with this group of monks.

As soon as the splitting shadow came out, a trace of trembling that was invisible to the naked eye began to appear in this piece of heaven and earth, but the divine consciousness could detect it, and it seemed that this formation was also very afraid of the light and shadow of the splitting shadow.

When there was no one true qi left, there was already a dense light and shadow in front of him, a milky white, illuminating the surroundings white.

This time, Ma Xiaoyang did not shoot in all directions, but looked at a two-story small building in front of him, and all the light and shadow flew towards the small building in no particular order when Ma Xiaoyang waved his big hand.

Two by two, a black hole flashed in between, and the surrounding world, from the place where the small building and the light and shadow met, appeared layer upon layer of ripples like water.

Then, pop, a bubble popping sound remembered, oh, I just felt a flower in front of me.

When Ma Xiaoyang came back to his senses, he looked around, and looked at himself not far away, his face flushed, covering his chest, and although he was still the monk's residence, the eight big characters of tourists stopping, but tourists and staff began to appear.

Birds also began to fly everywhere, ringing bells, chanting scriptures, praying for blessings, and the sound of talking was also enriched.

"Great monk, you are deceiving people too much!" Ma Xiaoyang saw Mingran appear, and no matter what the people behind him felt, he held the root of heaven and earth in his hand, and the magic of magic was exerted.

That Ming Ran seemed to be also eaten by the spell just now at this time, standing there just holding his hands on his chest, panting, not speaking, not moving, just watching himself come to the root all day long.

"Don't benefactor!" At this time, an old voice came, and a white-bearded old monk didn't know where to come out, but he actually grabbed it with his bare hands.

The monk also seemed to know the power of the root of heaven and earth, not grasping the root of heaven and earth, but only grabbing Ma Xiaoyang's arms.

The monk was ruthless and steady, and when he came up, he grabbed Ma Xiaoyang's hands.

The root of heaven and earth is an artifact, but Ma Xiaoyang is a mortal fetus in the flesh, and there is only a foundation building period, although he has practiced the Nuwa Gong Method Nine Turns Demon Decision, and his physical body is far better than others, but after all, it is still average.

The monk grabbed Ma Xiaoyang's arm with his mouth, like two iron hoops, this Ma Xiaoyang was not in front of him, and he couldn't retreat.

"You monks, even gang up to bully people, don't you want to be ashamed, the small ones are gone, the old ones are gone, you are not ashamed, I didn't steal or rob you of a dime, I came to this White Horse Temple for a ticket, and when I met a person, I came like this, what do you want! Hold me on, what do you mean. Ma Xiaoyang saw that he couldn't do it anymore, so he could only start shouting loudly.

When he was shouting, he was still running his true qi, gathering to his throat, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was like a Hong Zhong, just a sentence, Ma Xiaoyang felt that there were many more eyes on his body.

This time, Ma Xiaoyang is even more energetic.

"Help, this monk has beaten someone, stop and don't let him go, catch fast, catch fast, help!" Ma Xiaoyang began to shout here, and the old monk didn't dare to hold on anymore, so he hurriedly gave his hand, but Ma Xiaoyang still didn't give up, shouting and screaming. "Help, my hand is broken, which kind person helped call the police, help!"

"Donor, this is a pure place for Buddhism, please stop talking!" The old monk was very good at cultivating his qi, and Ma Xiaoyang shouted like this, and said with a smile on his face.

"Old monk, seriously, you want to be shameless, I was deceived by an old man to listen to the scriptures, I am not happy, you don't want me to listen, just say, as soon as you enter the door, a little monk sweeps the floor, wants to sweep me out, now a big monk is in a formation, don't let me in, you say don't let me listen, I'll go, say please, please, one by one behind the scenes, now the big monk's formation is broken, and there is an old one, so, I will be a hundred pounds, come here, come, I'll let this, what, in a word, I continued. ”

Ma Xiaoyang watched the old monk speak, and dispersed his true anger, but his mouth did not stop, the more he talked, the more angry he became, he sat on the ground, didn't get up, and scolded.