"The third prince is the person I admire the most in my life, and his sister is my sister-in-law"

The Fat Friar is very self-cooked.

"Isn't the person you admire the most in your life Emperor Taitian?"

The thin monk was surprised.

"Emperor Taiyi is also the person I admire the most in my life"

The fat friar said very seriously.

"Uh, two most"

The thin monk was speechless.

"Dissatisfied"

The fat friar's eyes are squinted.

"Mrs. Nadiyong is also my sister-in-law, because the third prince is also the person I admire the most in my life"

Not to be outdone, the thin monk said.

"You are also worthy of the surname Zhao"

The Fat Friar said with disdain.

This sentence is Lu Xun's class look down on Ah Q through the mouth of Mrs. Zhao in "The True Story of Ah Q".

Borrowed by the Fat Friar.

"You deserve the surname Zhao?"

The thin monk scoffed.

Where did the two teases come from?

I saw that the back road was blocked, and I thought it was a tragic battle, but the two of them were funny.

Cao Yi twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

"Hey, this bull nose dares to despise us?"

The sharp-eyed fat monk screamed.

"Then kill him and dig out his heart and liver to drink"

The thin monk said viciously.

"Okay, anyway, this bull's nose offended the third prince, and it is impossible to get out alive, but with wine, it is better to have a waist, this Taoist priest is beautiful and introverted, full of true yang, at first glance, it is a virgin body, and the waist must be delicious."

"What's so delicious about the kidneys, heart and liver"

"Kidney"

"Heart and liver"

……

These two teases!

Cao Yi's facial muscles twitched, and he turned around and rushed in the direction he came.

He had to deceive Nezha and the others as soon as possible into a fog where they could not transmit sounds, smells, and use their divine senses.

"You want to go, you asked me if I ha"

The fat monk who was blocking the way let out a yellow gas.

There are no special effects, but it gives people a very dangerous feeling.

Cao Yi gave a very crisp whip.

Since the whip is a one-shot deal (it is difficult to achieve good results after being known), Cao Yi's whip actually uses a lot of power.

The fat monk reacted the same as most monks who encountered the whip for the first time, thinking that it was a normal offensive magic weapon, and the divine consciousness had no defense at all.

In the next second, an unprecedented sharp pain came from Zhihai, and he flew out upside down screaming.

The road opened, and it was too late to see how injured the fat monk was, so Cao Yi continued to rush towards the fog.

The thin monk, who was about to volley, was startled and did not advance but retreated.

Nezha was also taken aback and didn't make a timely move.

Cao Yi stepped on the word secret, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped for dozens or hundreds of miles like a glimpse of light.

Nezha reacted, snorted, and chased after Hot Wheels with all his might.

At the same time, long-range attacks are constantly launched.

If you look down from the sky at this time, you can see that a golden light and a red light are rushing forward one after the other.

The red light constantly casts spells, blasting the golden light indiscriminately.

"Fatty, are you dead?"

The thin friar came to the fat friar's side and asked in a gloating tone.

At this time, the fat monk was not in good condition, his forehead was bleeding, his face was pale, and his breathing was short.

"No, it's fine"

The Fat Friar gasped.

"I have to say, you're so useless, a whip knocked you down."

The Thin Friar sneered.

No sympathy at all.

"Roll"

The fat friar gritted his teeth and spat out a word.

The thin monk smiled, and looked up to see that Nezha and Cao Yi had rushed far away.

The forty or so monks who came in together all caught up and helped.

He groaned and chased after him.

Cao Yi, who stepped on the word secret and turned in, noticed that Nezha and more than forty great monks were chasing after him, and the pressure increased greatly, so he hurriedly triggered the word secret.

But the word secret is not something that can be triggered casually.

Nezha and more than forty monks attacked.

Cao Yi fell into an apocalyptic scene, and his qi disappeared.

"Dead?"

Nezha's attack.

Sou! Cao Yi rushed out of the apocalyptic scene, his speed skyrocketed tenfold, and he rushed into the fog in the blink of an eye.

"Not Dead"

Nezha's heart was inexplicably relieved, and he urged Hot Wheels to chase after him.

Soon, before the fog. Without hesitation, he rushed in. No matter what, today he has to snatch his sister and Chaotian Aya back.

More than forty monks hesitated, and then followed.

Before, the place where Cao Yi's qi disappeared, Cao Yi's reappearance.

It was his clone who led Nezha and more than forty great monks into the fog.

After a quick walk, Nezha came to the fat monk.

The latter was sitting cross-legged on the ground to heal his wounds, and when he saw Cao Yi coming, an ugly smile appeared on his face: "Daoist Cao, everything is easy to discuss, I was joking with you just now." ”

Comic is comic!

"Why are you staying here?"

Cao Yi asked very dryly.

The fat monk sent a divine thought.

Cao Yi, whose divine thoughts could only extend for three hundred miles, knew that there was a medicine field in the fire lake with more than ten small medicine kings and several medicine kings.

"Can you not kill me?"

The fat friar was pitiful, like a second ha without a master.

"Accept the prohibition of the poor way in your primordial spirit, and I won't kill you."

Cao Yi said.

"Good"

The fat friar nodded with a bitter face.

It seems that it is true that there is treasure in the lake of fire.

Cao Yi smashed a prohibition that could detonate the Yuan Shen at any time into the fat monk's sea of knowledge.

The Fat Friar did not resist.

Cao Yi rushed directly to the edge of the fire lake, and for the sake of safety, he took out all the things in his hand.

Whip the gods, the five spirit wheels, and the Qintian scroll.

Protect your body.

The trigger is all secret, and it succeeds after 30 attempts.

Stepping on the word secret, he rushed towards the lake of fire, and at the same time, his nervous reaction was raised to the highest, and he retreated into the gate of eternal life at any time.

In the first hundred miles of rushing into the lake of fire, the heat is actually not too high, and it is within the range of bearing. However, the speed dropped by seventy percent, and there was a mysterious force in the fire lake that suppressed the speed.

One hundred to three hundred miles, the temperature rises sharply, if it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of treasures wrapped in the body, the flesh would definitely be burning. What's a little bad is that even if there is a line of word secrets, all words are secrets, and the speed is also declining rapidly.

Boom, trembling, like the sound of thunder coming.

Nezha, who was pitted by Cao Yi into the fog, and more than 40 monks ran out in embarrassment, most of them were injured (including Nezha).

Later, the army of river crabs, whose number had swelled to more than 100,000, swept in like a wave.

"The surname is Cao, you dare to yin me!"

Nezha shouted angrily.

Cao Yi glanced at it, and his mind returned to the impact fire lake.

From three hundred li to seven hundred li, the extreme temperature doubled again, and the connection between the divine consciousness and the arcatic treasure was completely severed, and the arcane treasure all became obscure and introverted, losing its luster.

Seven hundred to nine hundred miles, Cao Yi's body was on fire, and the Yuan Shen seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and blood continued to flow from the center of his eyebrows. Best of all, it's ridiculously slow.

Knowing that the last hundred miles are impossible to pass,

Cao Yi decisively retreated to the Gate of Eternal Life.

The extreme temperature suddenly disappeared.

Cao Yi does not have the comfortable feeling of ordinary people walking into an air-conditioned room in summer.

The flesh, every part of the primordial god is still invaded and ravaged by the surging fire poison.

Without any hesitation, Cao Yi ran the Sun True Scripture to refine the fire poison.

"Why didn't I burn you?"

Not far away, Mrs. Diyong, who couldn't move, looked resentful.

Cao Yi didn't have the heart to deal with her.

Lady Diyong didn't know how to summon the Chaotian Aya in the Yuan Shen.

Sou! Chaotian Aya pounced, like lightning.

Cao Yi raised his hand and grabbed Chaotian Aya.

A divine thought knocked Lady Diyong unconscious again.

"Buzz ......"

Chaotian Aya struggled violently.

Cao Yi just forced out a fire poison and hit Chaotian Aya with the situation.

Chaotian Aya suddenly stopped moving.

Cao Yi continued to refine the fire poison.

In less than a stick of incense, Chaotian Aya recovered.

Cao Yi injected fire poison again.

This time the recovery time is shorter.

"There is such a thing!"

Cao Yi smiled.