Chapter 158: The Big Guy Under the Sakura Umbrella
Tongue blood, as the name suggests, is a little blood contained on the tip of the tongue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Legend has it that the blood on the tip of the tongue is full of pure yang energy, which can ward off all evils and break ten thousand laws, and the pure yang man, En, is the most powerful blood on the tip of the tongue of a virgin.
Chen Jin didn't want to know how much difference the blood on the tip of his tongue from his broken body was in terms of power with the blood on the tip of his tongue of a virgin, he just wanted to know if the blood on his tongue had any effect on the demon magic of this bald donkey, oh, it didn't seem right, the thing on the other side had hair.
Strange to say, when Chen Jin bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood on the knife, the originally solid golden spirit wall was like a piece of butter, which was easily cut into it by the table knife, and he didn't even feel a trace of effort.
The spirit wall was shattered in an instant, and the demon monk on the opposite side obviously hadn't reacted yet. He was still looking around, looking for the man who had just broken his roots, and the damn creature knew so much about him that he felt the need to send him to the Pure Land of Bliss.
In a moment of stunned effort, Chen Jin had already broken the method of immovable Zen mind performed by the demon monk, and the five spiritual walls fell under a little bit of essence blood on the tip of the tongue.
After the katana broke the last layer of the spirit wall, it was picked up by Chen Jin casually, and a sharp knife aura was produced at the extreme speed, and the demon monk Qingfang leaned back slightly, although he dodged the blade, the black hat on his head was directly cut away, and it was already divided into two halves before it landed.
The long silver hair fell loosely, very casually.
A cyan forehead was tied in his hair, and the Qingfang demon monk revealed his true face under the hat.
What a demon monk.
The branches are thin, and the calyx is lip light.
Clear eyebrows reflect the language of flowers, and ink pupils are dressed in flowers.
The pity flower can't bear to touch, and the flower gives a wisp of incense.
Looking back and smiling, the woman abandoned red makeup.
I have to say that as soon as this white bone demon monk's glamorous face came out, Chen Jin doubted that there was a blue face comparable to the time.
Rao is a man who has seen a beautiful man like Jinchi Jade Scale Killing Pill, and he has to say that in terms of appearance, this demon monk already belongs to the absolute MAX.
I'm so jealous.
If a moment ago, Chen Jin was still amazed by the other party's ungodly appearance, then at this moment, I really want to say, I want to kill you with one punch.
The eyes were suddenly clear, and there was still a trace of consternation on the faces of the charming beings, and he came back to his senses in the knife that Chen Jin followed closely, looking at the hat that fell at his feet, the demon monk Qingfang realized that his head was already empty, and the true face that had brought him countless troubles had been exposed in front of people.
"Nan Wu Amitayus, that Buddha Buddha, the monk will send the donor to the rebirth of bliss!"
Qingfang, who was originally indifferent from beginning to end, was furious after exposing his honor, and his heart rushed to the top beam door with anger.
The demon monk Qingfang, who was very angry, held Chen Jin's katana with a Zen staff in his hand, and he was directly surprised, and the demon fire in his eyes was raging, and it soon turned into a red basket and two colors.
I'll it, is it true, can you still play, why did the master come across such a thing.
Chen Jin, who was a little suspicious of his character, suddenly felt the full malice from the fate that dominated everything in the dark.
Under the lesson of suffering an unknown number of losses, Chen Jin is now a little inexplicably jealous of all pupil techniques, no matter how powerful he looks, he can dodge.
Seeing this young demon monk who was as beautiful as a demon, the destructive madness carried by his two-colored eyes gradually locked him, Chen Jin's heart jumped for no reason, and he hurriedly drew his knife and stepped back, flipping a talisman in his hand and punching it out.
Call!
Fu Seal turned into a fireball and shot towards Qingfang, this fist-sized fireball naturally couldn't cause any damage to this demon monk, it was just Chen Jin's temptation.
With a slight wave of the Qingfang Zen staff, the fireballs were suddenly scattered and extinguished.
"Where to go, donor, come, come, come. Little monk, this is for you to transcend. The sleeves of the demon monk's robe flicked, the left hand holding the Zen staff behind his back, took a step forward, his right hand was erected in front of him, and he recited a few verses similar to Sanskrit in his mouth.
"Qingfang, stop. ”
Just as he was about to go, a jade hand was on the sleeve of the monk's robe, and Qingfang looked back suspiciously, it was the woman who looked like the demon sword Ji Baiji.
"What do you mean by this, don't you want to do it yourself? After a while, the little monk will be able to overtake this benefactor in no time. ”
The white bone demon monk was slightly dissatisfied, although his demon pupil technique was extraordinary, the demon power consumed when it was turned on was like a big river rushing, uproar, where was there any leisure time to be distracted, just half a moment when this woman was hindered, he felt that the ten stops of his demon power had gone to half stop.
"Qingfang, didn't you hear what the concubine said? ”
The woman's faint voice floated again, facing Chen Jin's white bone demon monk again, and before he could lock on to the target, a cold air rose from behind.
Is she angry?
How so?
Why is that?
The red and blue demon fire burning in his eyes quickly faded, and the body of the demon monk Qingfang stiffened for a while, and he maintained a posture and didn't dare to move. Because, he suddenly had a premonition that if he made the slightest move, his life would be lost.
I. I'm sorry, this woman is so terrible, this feeling seems to have only been felt in a few big guys such as the ghost king Arakawa and the demon king Yuzao, what is the origin of this woman.
A drop of sweat slid down Qingfang's forehead and down his cheek, but he still didn't dare to make any moves.
The woman held a cherry umbrella and walked in small steps in clogs, and walked in front of the vigilant Chen Jin.
"Child, who are you, what are you looking for a concubine?"
Chen Jin, who was cautiously guarding against himself, was stunned when he heard this, and then glanced at the woman in front of him with some doubts, and the demon monk Qingfang who was motionless not far behind the woman.
What is the situation? What does it mean, why didn't the bald donkey fight?
"The concubine body has made Qingfang stop, child, you don't have to have any suspicions. Please also tell the concubine why you are doing this. As if sensing Chen Jin's doubts, the woman smiled and said.
"Nothing, I just think you're a friend of mine, and I want you to meet her. Maybe I can't tell what you have to do with it. Yes, exactly. ”
Ahem, what's the matter? Of course, I want to arrest you as a god.
Chen Jin naturally couldn't say what he was thinking in his heart, so he thought about it and made up a reason that could barely be said.
"Oh, yes. ”
The woman smiled slightly, noncommittal.
Chen Jin nodded stubbornly.
What a mistake, what a mistake. I really didn't expect these demons and monsters to be so polarized, ordinary monsters and demons are weak and scum, and these top goods are outrageously strong, according to his original estimate, at most ten times the level is the estimation of the strength gap between the levels of these demons and monsters, according to his thoughts, even the strength of the top S-level big monsters is only a thousand times and the most rubbish D-level, even if it is stronger than him, it will not be much stronger, and it may not be impossible to seal it with many means.
The battle with this bald donkey completely subverted Chen Jin's plan.
The difference in strength between these special monsters is too much, right, these A-level monsters are already so strong?
Also, this white-bone demon monk is already so strong, isn't this woman's strength even more rebellious? I didn't see that the bald donkey was so frightened that he didn't dare to move after the woman's two words, and he didn't dare to let a fart go.
Even on a cold night, with a gust of demon wind all over his body, Chen Jin still felt that his clothes seemed to be a little damp, could it be that the sweat was soaking through the back of his clothes?
"Hehe, let's go, take me to meet your friend, the concubine also feels that you have a familiar smell. ”
The woman chuckled, the cherry umbrella in her hand was raised, and she didn't see any fluctuations, just spiraling, a large suction force came, and the woman took Chen Jin's hand and floated towards the cherry umbrella.
"Big brother, wait for me, don't leave me!"
Killing Pill is in a hurry, exposing his figure, without Chen Jin, once the enchantment is broken, he will definitely be more than lucky.
Before Chen Jin could speak, the woman made a move, and the killing pill sitting on the second floor suddenly rose, was blown up by an invisible wind, and also dragged and fell under the cherry umbrella.
Click!!
It took a lot of effort to get the enchantment talismans all shattered, and the great yin and yang enchantment that blocked thousands of demons and ghosts was suddenly shattered, and countless demons, demons, ghosts, and ghosts poured in, but I only saw the cherry umbrella slowly closing in mid-air turned into a streamer and shot towards the south of the city, disappearing in an instant.
"Are you going to leave after all? The huge figure stepped out of the crowd, looking at the distant streamer and muttering to himself.
Glancing at the direction in which the cherry umbrella disappeared with complexity, Arakawa waved his hand, and the demons rearranged in a neat line to continue the unfinished celebration......