"Eh, what's wrong with you?" The ruin chief didn't know that he had been defined as a fool, and he couldn't extricate himself from the frenzy of sales: "My thing is really very practical, don't you want to make a statement!" ”

"Ahem...... "Ahem" Jinggen presided over a mouthful of old blood like a fish in his throat, he thought about it, pointed to the deacon on the ground, and smiled arrogantly at the ruins, with a little provocation in his tone: "You knock him out and try it, if you can, don't say one, buy thousands of roots and the abbot will not blink at all." ”

Hearing this, the ruin leader silently withdrew the mace in his hand.

After all, if he smashed it at this time, not only would Deacon Clearing's life be lost, but he would not be able to please him, and he would be injured.

That's it, business is not easy now! Ay!

In the middle of a long sigh of emotion, the deacon of the clear space was nearing the end.

The four young monks around him were also completely turned into ashes, and there was not even a bit of scum left.

The Pure Root presided over the merciful sitting cross-legged on the ground, one hand on his chest, the other hand playing with the Buddha beads, and his mouth kept reciting the mantra of the past life, transcending their souls for them.

The ruins turned to Ming Fu Zhenren and whispered, "What should I do next?" Combining the characteristics of the spirit puppet and absorbing the four young beings with physical attributes of "wood, water, fire, and earth", he wants to escape, I am afraid that we will not be able to stop him. ”

Ming Fu Zhenren pondered for a moment, and his indifferent gaze fell on Elder Jin, who was still in a coma: "To solve the bell, you must tie the bell." ”

Ruin Yi Chang clasped his hands behind him, and also looked at Elder Jin, and his mouth was amazed: "You said that this guy is really far-sighted enough, first befriended people with gold attributes, and then raised four other attributes as containers, and designed his own layers of back roads properly, and then with the magic weapon in his hand, someone will save him, and someone will eat ......."

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, squatted down beside Elder Jin, and took out his mace again: "Now that the time has come for him to atone for his sins, it's time to wake him up." ”

When the words fell, he slammed into Elder Jin's head with a thud, and he did it mercilessly.

Even the Pure Root Host, who was originally reciting the Death Mantra on the side, couldn't help but stop and squint at Elder Jin's head.

Originally, I thought that Elder Jin would have to afford a big bag even if he didn't break the phase, but what Abbot Jinggen didn't expect was that not only was there no wound, but there was not even a trace of redness and swelling.

What's even more amazing is that Elder Jin actually began to wake up slowly, and he looked like he was as usual, with no signs of being smashed stupidly.

All kinds of effects made the abbot of Jinggen have to face up to the stick that he once disliked, and he was a little moved.

But let him ask for a mace, he will definitely not be able to do it. I had to hold the face that I couldn't pull, cough lightly, get up from the ground, and look at Elder Jin who was already awake with a condescending face.

"Jin Chen, four disciples died here because of your kindness, do you have any intention of repenting now?"

Abbot Jinggen's voice was ethereal and serious, and the volume was not loud, but it shook Elder Jin's scalp.

He bowed down reverently, and his grief was palpable: "The disciple knows his mistakes, and he regrets it in his heart. ”

"Hmm." Abbot Jinggen nodded: "Then there is an opportunity for you to make up for your merits, but you just want to disperse your life's cultivation, are you willing?" ”

"I'm ......" Elder Jin opened his mouth, but couldn't continue.