[Qi Hope Technique: All spirits in the world have qi, between the turbidity, good and evil are clear, using the Qi Hope Technique, you can watch the qi of the target of the two stages of your own level]

Fang Leng: "......"

This skill sounds powerful, but it doesn't seem to be very useful......

After Fang Leng's skill comprehension ended, the illusion was over, and Fang Leng also saw the true face of the Sealing God Temple.

In the sacred and solemn hall, there are all kinds of statues, these statues seem to tell some story, Yan Ran and Bloody Clothes, as well as Broken Hatred are all observing.

Seeing Fang Leng come in, Xueyi Hou glanced at him coldly and said, "If you go out now, Ben Hou won't care about your rudeness to Ben Hou." ”

"What? Worried about me stealing the inheritance? ”

Fang Leng was not polite at all.

When you were in the realm of saints, I egged you on, it was someone on our side who never wasted, and now you are arrogant!

As for the bloody clothes, will they hold grudges?

Fang Leng didn't believe it, what kind of urine sex did he design for his own NP, could he not know it?

The revenge of the eyes will be avenged, but he is cunning like a ghost, and he has no credibility at all.

Since Fang Leng offended him, he was not afraid of offending him even harder, anyway, the result was the same.

"Arrogant boy, don't think that this candidate is suppressed, so I can't help you. Gift of Blood! ”

As he spoke, Bloody Yi Hou threw a burst of blood qi towards Fang Leng, Yan Ran glanced at Fang Leng, but did not help.

The woman is indeed a big pig's trotter!

Fang Leng thought that the two of them were at least on one side, and besides, he had helped Yan Ran just now, but now she was watching coldly.

The blood qi of the blood clothes dissipated when it was close to Fang Leng, the body of the sage, if the blood clothes were not suppressed and cultivated, they could still hurt Fang Leng, and now, they couldn't help Fang Leng at all.

"Are you making me laugh?"

Fang Leng felt a little unhappy in his heart, and took out a dog-beating stick, wanting to beat a few people to dissipate his anger.

It just so happened that the bloody clothes were sent to the door, so it was decided that it was you!

Fang Leng picked up the stick and rushed towards Bloody Yihou, who was still shocked that his spell was ineffective, so he couldn't help but sneer when he saw Fang Leng rushing towards him with a stick.

Ignorant child, my saint's body, is it something you can contend with?

Even if you don't cultivate, this Hou Ye can slap you away!

So, he was beaten away by Fang Leng with a stick.

Although he was not injured, Bloody Yihou felt a little pain in his face.

Then, Fang Leng came again, yes, this sandbag is a good sandbag!

"A blow to the head!"

"Heart-piercing!"

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

"Kill you turtle grandson!"

It seems that something strange has been mixed in, in short, Fang Leng is very happy, this is a saint, a saint who can't be beaten outside! A saint who does not have a holy throne is also a saint, and there is no such shop after this village!

"Boy, stop! Otherwise, I will kill you one day! ”

"It seems that if I stop, you won't kill me, come, continue, don't coward!"

The bloody clothes were already on the ground and couldn't get up, Fang Leng hit one stick after another, but he just couldn't kill him.

Although the bloody clothes were embarrassed, he also knew that his life would not be in danger, but the honorable Uncle Ben was actually beaten by a bastard boy?

The mental damage is greater than the physical damage, but his cultivation can't be played, and the current spell, the other party's cold is completely ineffective, and the bloody clothes are about to cry, where are you a monster!

"Hmph, if you fight again, this marquis will repay today's humiliation a hundred times in the future."

Fang Leng didn't explain, it was useless to watch the stick beat him, this bloody clothes still dared to beep, and he had to sacrifice his own unique skills.

"I think you need to be electrocuted!"

Zixiao Divine Thunder, go you!

Fang Leng was full of firepower, 100,000 volts, this time the bloody clothes finally felt the fear, when the purple thunder flowed in his body, the crispy and numb feeling made him tremble, and this time it caused damage!

Zixiao Divine Thunder, Breaking Demons and Punishing Evil, although it is affected by level suppression, the damage is not very high, but it has always had damage.

Bloody Hou's hair stood upside down, and Fang Leng asked, "Aren't you energetic, Lao Tie?" ”

Bloody Clothes: "......"

Bloody Yihou couldn't speak, Fang Leng nodded and said: "It's a ruthless person, his mouth is quite hard, since he doesn't coward, then continue to call and leave you!" ”

Bloody Clothes: "......"

Are you the devil?

He was electrocuted and speechless!

When Fang Leng and Xueyi Hou were having fun, Yan Ran and Xuan Hate didn't look at them anymore, they were concentrating on studying those statues, in the Feng God Temple, there were only statues, nothing else, they only saw these when they came in, and they could only study the statues.

And when the bloody clothes were coldly electrocuted into a dementia by Fang, the power of the spirit of the immortal mansion appeared, threw the bloody clothes out, and told the people in the immortal mansion.

"One of the nine questioners is out, and there are nine left."

At this time, the people who heard this prompt were all confused, this god, mathematics seems to be a little bad......

However, only those in the know knew that it was not Fang Leng before, but now that Fang Leng has entered the Sealing God Temple, forget it, in short, Fang Leng is an outlier, and the spirit of the Immortal Mansion is going to be bug, logically speaking, he should not be teleported into the land of inheritance.

Having said that, Fang Leng didn't plan to come.

The bloody clothes were eliminated, and Yan Ran and Xuan Hate looked at Fang Leng with a look at each other, and they also had other thoughts.

Originally, they thought that there was no way to fight in the Immortal Mansion, after all, they couldn't kill, but after Fang Leng tossed like this, they got another piece of information.

You can't kill people, but you can eliminate people!

The people in the other halls also had the same idea, but in the Killing Hall, the two people in front of them were very well-behaved, and they couldn't be well-behaved, after all, they had daggers around their necks.

"Killing Shengda, people really didn't mean it."

Miao Miao has now become a docile cat, although the exile has also been sealed and cultivated, but, killing the saint is killing the saint, as soon as the evil spirit comes out, Miao Miao and the ghost hand are honest, the ghost hand is not a person who is good at fighting, Miao Miao is lying on the ground and admitting it, what can he do?

"Rob people with the deity, no need to explain, go die!"

Probably because she didn't wear the Yama tent that usually covered her figure, and now she looks like a little girl, which can't help but make people feel that she is a good talker, but this is not the case, the name of Hades is not obtained by that gauze clothes.

This knife didn't hit anyone, and Miao Miao was also protected by the spirit of the Immortal Mansion and was teleported out of the Immortal Mansion.

In the Killing Palace, only the ghost hand and the exile remained.

"Do you want the deity to give you a ride?"

"No, no, no need......"

The ghost hand panicked, but he left a dodge, and stood behind him, the knife just now had been swung out, but the spirit of the fairy mansion didn't seem to react, a blood mark appeared on the neck of the ghost hand, blood splashed, he quickly covered his neck with one hand, took out a silver needle with the other, brushed it a few times, and sewed his neck.

The name of the miracle doctor, sure enough, is worthy of the name, and the displacement is also shocked, eh, this medical skill is so magical, I really want to try it again.

Feeling the wanderer's thirst for knowledge, the ghost hand was not good, but fortunately, before the exile could make a move, he was teleported away.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, God......"

The ghost hand who was sent out of the immortal mansion was grateful, mom, where is it decent to kill the saint, it is much more terrible than his evil faction!