The sky was getting dark, the wind swept the clouds, and a thunderclap resounded through the heavens and the earth. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info dark clouds, the wind and rain are coming, and a sense of slaughter spreads!

Lin Feng raised his head and saw a cloud of black mist and a cloud of golden light in the sky, both of which were very fast, and in the blink of an eye, they reached the sky above Lin Feng.

"Old bald donkey, quickly leave the Moonlight Treasure Hurdle, this messenger can spare you from death!"

"Dream! Even if you die, you won't be able to get the Moonlight Treasure! ”

"Yes, haha, since that's the case, then don't blame this messenger for not being angry!"

There was an unpleasant laugh in the air, and I saw that the black mist directly condensed into a dark ghost claw, which was extremely fast, and slammed into the golden light cluster in front of it with a pop.

There was a miserable scream from the golden light cluster, and then it fell down like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily not far from Lin Feng, smashing out a huge dirt pit.

Lin Fenghe had seen a duel between such masters, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly crawled into a dense bamboo forest and hid.

In the soil pit, the golden light became dimmer and dimmer, revealing an old monk in a robe, coughed a few times, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a pair of resolute eyes stared at the black shadow in mid-air, and said: "Nether, you have done evil to harm the world, and the old decay will never give it to you even if you destroy this moonlight treasure!" ”

After that, I saw the old monk take out a palm-sized jade gourd from his arms, the crystal clear gourd exuded a soft light, only to hear a snap of the jade gourd cracked, turning into repeated fragments and sliding from the monk's palm.

"You!"

Seeing this, the black shadow in mid-air didn't know when there was a long whip in his hand, "You are a dead bald donkey, you would rather destroy it than give it to me, are you worthy of the master and his old man by doing this?" ”

The old monk smiled bitterly, "Back then, the master didn't pass on the Moonlight Treasure to you, because he was afraid that you would have a bad mind and harm the world." ”

The black qi was churning, and the black shadow in mid-air was wrapped in a black robe, unable to see the true face, and the thin hand was holding a long whip tightly, and scolded: "That old guy was originally eccentric, and he even said it so high-soundingly." ”

The old monk shook his head, and said with a look of compassion: "They are born from the same root, why are they in a hurry?" Senior brother, go back, don't be obsessed anymore! ”

The black shadow was slightly stunned, then laughed wildly, and said, "Turn back? Why should I go back? If I don't break your body into thousands of pieces today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart! ”

After that, I saw that the long whip in the hand of the black shadow was full of blue light, exuding a dazzling black light, the surrounding air became distorted, the yin wind was fierce, the ghost shadow was heavy, and the long whip seemed to devour everything, and struck towards the monk with a terrible wind.

Seeing this, the old monk had no intention of dodging, sighed, put one palm on his chest, slowly closed his eyes, and recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha!" ”

"Not good!"

Lin Feng, who was hiding in the bamboo forest, frowned, thinking that if this whip went down, the monk would definitely die, no, I had to save him!

With a movement of his mind, Lin Feng summoned the sword martial soul in his body!

Call~!

A scarlet sword suddenly appeared in the bamboo forest, and the space around it quickly distorted, and the entire bamboo forest seemed to fall into a sea of fire, with a violent aura that could burn everything.

The sudden appearance of the Burning Sword made the Nether Emissary stunned for a moment, and immediately changed its trajectory, and the whip slashed towards the Burning Sword. At the moment when he collided with the long whip, Lin Feng felt that his soul trembled, only to feel that his chest was stuffy and his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.

However, the Burning Sword Martial Soul was different from ordinary martial souls, although Lin Feng had not yet cultivated any martial arts and techniques, the primordial power of this martial soul alone was very good, and with the violent aura it emitted, it actually knocked the long whip off the trajectory and slashed it on a big tree on the side.

Bang!

As if from the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, the big tree instantly turned into powder and fell down one after another.

The black shadow was taken aback and shouted angrily, "Who would dare to stop this envoy? Don't show up yet? ”

But there was only the sound of sawdust falling on the ground, and no one answered! The black shadow was shocked, remembering the red flying sword that suddenly flashed in his mind, and then turned his head to look at Lin Jiazhuang not far away, muttered a few times, his face changed suddenly, with a hint of horror, and then said to the old monk on the ground: "Old bald donkey, you have been hit by my ghost claws, although I can't kill you personally, but you can't survive tonight, haha!" After saying that, the black shadow's body flashed and left in the air......

The black fog cleared, and everything was quiet again!

The old monk coughed a few times, the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth had turned black at some point, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and said: "I don't know which chivalrous hero came to the rescue, can you show up?" ”

Now Lin Feng's body was covered with a thick layer of sawdust dust, and it was only the black-clothed person who didn't notice him.

Lin Feng squirmed and shook off the debris on his body and crawled out of the bamboo forest.

The old monk was slightly stunned, only to see that what appeared in front of him was a young man, and it was a crippled young man who was crawling on the ground, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Fang is the young man who came to the rescue?" ”

Lin Feng endured the endless pain and shook his head, "I, I'm not a young man, but it's really my hand!" After saying that, he lay on the ground in front of him and didn't move.

The old monk hurriedly leaned down and shouted, "Little donor, are you okay?" ”

The old monk hurriedly checked Lin Feng's body and exclaimed: "The siblings are all broken, who actually gave such a vicious hand, Amitabha!" ”

Suddenly, the monk's mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide open, and the hand holding Lin Feng trembled with excitement: "Twin Martial Souls!" This son has such a talent, why was he poisoned by this? ”

Touching his snow-white beard, a rare smile appeared on the monk's face, as if he had found a piece of precious jade, it was difficult to hide the ecstasy in his heart, and he smiled: "Good, good!" All things are fate, fate is predestined, my Buddha is compassionate. ”

Ahem, unable to hold back the ecstasy in his heart, the monk glanced around, and vigilantly took out an object from his arms, which was a palm-sized gourd, which was exactly the same as the one he crushed just now.

"Master, you are still thoughtful, if you hadn't deliberately imitated a fake Moonlight Treasure Hurd, I'm afraid that the junior brother would still be chasing after him, and now that he sees with his own eyes that the Moonlight Treasure Hurd has been broken, he should be dead."

This gourd is very peculiar, crystal clear, you can faintly see that there is liquid rolling in the gourd, through the moonlight, the liquid seems to be increasing out of thin air.

The gourd does not have a cork, but has a pinhole-sized hole at the tip of the mouth. Raising the gourd, a drop of liquid overflowed from the fine hole of the bottle mouth, gradually condensed into a drop of pearl-like crystalline liquid, and finally rolled down and dripped into Lin Feng's mouth.

After a while, Lin Feng gradually woke up, and the pain disappeared a lot. With doubts, Lin Feng opened his eyes, and was suddenly startled, only to see the old monk sitting in front of him with scars all over his body, his face was black and dead.

But for some reason, the monk looked excited, his eyes were full of smiles, and he held a palm-sized gourd in his hand. Lin Feng looked at the crystal clear gourd and opened his mouth: "Hey, wasn't this gourd already just now?" ”

The old monk smiled slightly, "Little donor, the one before was fake, and now this one is real!" ”

Lin Feng nodded with relief, "What is this?" Why did the Men in Black rob it? ”

The old monk sighed, "This thing is called Moonlight Treasure Gourd, which can transform moonlight into elixir and jade liquid, and the liquid in this gourd has an extraordinary effect, by the way, child, do you want to stand up again?" ”

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