At this point, the monk was silent again. There was only a black inflammation on the entrance of the cave, burning endlessly.

Luo Qing next to him smiled, only he knew, He Qing said, more than half of it was empty.

At first, there was a real person, Yang Shen, who was sent to the moon among the magic puppets and killed him on the way back to his heart. However, Xie Yan joined hands with the others and drove him to inflict old injuries and kill him. For them, the identity of the true Yang God has always been a mystery and can only be guessed.

As for mentioning Yue Ming, it was only because the time of the missing person was too strange and came at the right time, which made He Qing suspicious and unsure. I just said that most of them are liars.

I didn't want Monk Isin to recognize it so easily, but solved a problem for them.

The dialogue on this side, the monks on the periphery look different, none of them are fools, although the cause and effect are not very clear, but they can also be judged from these two words, this is obviously beyond their level, what is the real Dharma Body, what is the real Yang God, for them, it is simply a distant legend, everyone did not look at each other for a while, and their hearts floated.

Who would have thought that Monk Ising, who had lived with them for decades in Juebi City, would have such a great status, and fortunately, he could endure so many years under the aggressive arrogance of the day government. As soon as they thought of this, Songshi and the others were cold, such a character, if they ran away today, they didn't know what kind of disaster would happen in the future!

In the open space where people's thoughts turned, a thin layer of black inflammation at the entrance of the cave had accumulated to a certain scale and had the momentum of exploding. The occasional spewed fire, as smart as a snake, hissed and screamed in the air until where the fire could reach, within the radius of Xu, there was steam. The vegetation, which had been half-dead under the impact, was scorched and withered, and the night scene was more like a seditious prison.

"This is a real achievement!"

He Qing's tone was bland, and it seemed that the real superior monk was not as good as Er'er. His self-confidence is astonishing.

Luo Qing blinked, a little strange. No matter where He Qing's self-confidence came from, it was only temporary: it was clearly time for the monk Yixin to shed her disguise and return to her true self. He Qing is not the kind of fool who pays attention to politeness and gives people the opportunity to accumulate strength calmly. Why don't you try to suppress the monk's behavior at this time?

This question can only be asked of Gan Shizhen. The delicate woman replied softly, "Aunt Qing is looking for the real body of the monk. ”

"Huh?"

"Monk Isin has torn off his disguise and begun to improve his achievements."

Gan Shizhen looked back at him and saw a lot of worry: "Be careful. Although it was not known what other power this man had in his prime, he had changed his mind since he had just spoken, interfering with the life force fluctuations within five miles. Now, you and I both feel a little different, just to a different extent. ”

Luo Qing's heart suddenly wavered: "He Xianchang was also affected?"

"Naturally. At his level, purely out of divine will, he was able for a long time to let his mind disappear and change his vitality. He has been able to radiate his energy by raising yang, and the weak monks and the monks below will definitely be disturbed. But Aunt Qing's mind is advanced, although her sense is limited, her spirit is very clear......"

Before he could finish speaking, He Qing stretched out his right index finger in the air, seemingly carelessly, with a long sound, like a hot iron plunged into ice water, about half a mile from the hole in the ground, a wrist-thick deep hole was broken, and an even muffled explosion came from the ground.

After a brief breath, the underground shockwave bounced upwards, tearing the hole wider, making the surrounding surface more brittle, and for a moment dust and smoke flew and blurred vision.

He Qing's cold voice flowed in the dust: "Why do you want to hide like a mouse? I know you are capable of fighting the First World War." It is best to show your tolerance for eternal life. ”

For He Qing, if he doesn't make a move, he has already made a move. Once he acts, he never stops. As she spoke, she still controlled the primordial qi around her, plowing the approximate position of Monk Ising's body seven or eight times. Only the dirt and rocks rolled up, deep into the ground, and even stirred into a thin soup. In response to her, she was completely silent.

"What's going on?"

The situation seems one-sided, but this scene is really strange. Luo Qing was also in a trance and wanted to know, but all the creatures in the land of war had been wiped out. The star could not find any parasites, so no one understood it, and no one else was better than him.

Gan Shizhen may be the only monk who can understand the details of the battlefield. She was also willing to explain to Luo Qing. However, she was also surprised by the current situation: "Aunt Qing has locked the monk's position, but the monk has provided a magic weapon to protect his whole body very closely, and use his spiritual wealth to move between his heart and heart to avoid Aunt Qing's attack. It's amazing!"

Unconsciously, she complimented and smiled shyly, but quickly added, "The monks' self-limited range of activities is useless except to add difficulties to themselves! Hey, Breakthrough!"

The nun suddenly stopped explaining, her eyebrows furrowed, and it was clear that she had encountered a more difficult situation to understand.

At this moment, in the distance in the Water Purification Altar Temple, there was a long, steep noise, and the sound wave was still strong and powerful in the space of ten miles. Nearby Songshi was surprised when he heard the voice of "Brother Hu". There are police in the temple!"

Just a line later than the whistle, Shi Gan suddenly spoke again: "Something is swimming with Isin over there......"

At the end of the speech, she stopped. Apparently, it was difficult for the girl to understand what was happening.

But she quickly got rid of that fear.

Behind the sky, there was a sudden burst of fire, causing Luo Qing and the others to turn back. Only in the temple of the water-purifying altar, the flames are soaring, and the color is much darker than ordinary flames. Unlike all fires, it somewhat resembles the black inflammation in Monk Yixin's "Military Tea and Mingwang Method". Under the light of the fire, more than a dozen long and thin lines of fire flew up and shot out, and the disease was as strong as an arrow. To observe its flight trajectory, it is necessary to pass where everyone stands.

"What is this?"

Dong Shan had recently practiced Sword Pills, and his desire to make a move had greatly increased. Seeing a burst of fire, he unleashed his sword. As soon as he moved, Shi Gan shouted in a low voice, "Don't stop!"

Dong Shan's hand was very fast, and when he heard the woman's voice, the sword had already hit the line of fire. At the moment of the strike, the posture of the line of fire suddenly changed, and it wriggled like a snake, making people's hair cold.

At this time, the line of fire moved again. It was a snake that contracted and jumped in its attack stance. Only Dong Shan's voice was heard. The line of fire followed the route of his sword. It shimmered and became darker and darker.

During this time, Higashiyama worked hard to develop a new frost rod sword pill, and the cold current of clear bones was also in the sword rays. But when this layer of cold air was hit hard by the line of fire, with the boiling Tang Woxue, it dissipated in the blink of an eye, and with the sword mang, it was also sold, which could be divided into golden sword mangs and broken iron sword mangs but had no effect, making him look at the black snake flame beside him, and he was stunned in front of him.

The sound of the sword hissed in my ears as if the water of a lake was lapping against the shore. A wave swayed, and the flames suddenly disappeared in front of me.

However, the other 10-odd lines of fire seem to have encountered invisible obstacles. Qi Qi stepped back and stood for a moment. Qi Qi leaned forward angrily, looked around, circled in a big circle, and then flew backwards.

Shi Gan sighed softly and did not stop. She stood on the dresser with a dagger in her hand. Her eyes were still like clear water. Her slender body was weak and she couldn't put on clothes. It seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her away. However, she shot the black snake with a sword, which was firm and gentle. It's as tight as a prison. Who would dare to despise her?

Only in this way can Luo Qing truly understand that Gan Shizhen is also a Bush brother.

Dongshan's sword and mang came into contact with the line of fire here, and he brutally ended his killing. Of course, he knew what would happen if he was in the line of fire. He was already in a cold sweat and hurriedly went to thank the female monk. Gan Shizhen nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "The temple has changed. I'll go back with you and hand it over to Aunt Qing. ”

Songshi and the others were stunned. At this moment, the ground below shook and the mud splashed, revealing a thin layer of soup-like soil underneath. Underneath the soil, the bald head of the monk Isin is exposed and keeps rising. The burning black flames were no longer content to form a lotus flower at his feet, but spread throughout his body, and then to the feet outside, burning and distorting the air.

People happened to see more than a dozen flying fire lines plunging directly into the surrounding fire, triggering a violent reaction.

An even more astonishing scale appeared on the ground, and countless similar lines of fire, like black snakes, jumped out of the thin layer of soup soil, and then melted into the black inflammation of Monk Isin's body, desperate, seemingly endless.

Isin's breath rose from the bare skin of his face and palms, accumulating and merging with the black snake.

In the distance, Hu Dan's whistle became more urgent. All the monks present didn't know what was going on there, but Luo Qing's face changed slightly, and he closed his lips again.

He saw that the people here couldn't see through the mysterious stars registered during the day.

"Bang!"

The good head exploded in front of Hu Dan's eyes, and blood splattered all over the ground, but more brains still turned into steaming steam, wrapped in foaming at the mouth and the black lineitis outside the snake, and his vision flashed.

"Help me, help me!"