One page of the scriptures: "?!" ”

Bastard, why doesn't this human play cards according to common sense? Under repeated warnings, even if the other party didn't believe it, he would be a little more vigilant about the robe in his heart, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Besides, the two of us had a good conversation, why did you suddenly burst out and attack.

It didn't show any flaws when it talked to itself, and people who didn't know the inside story could probably be deceived by what it said. After all, it was mentioned three times and twice, and the corpse must not be touched, that thing is very evil.

It's just that He Xiaotian's sudden bandit style really made the scriptures a little confused. What's even more fucking up is that people have succeeded. Stunned, through its attack, it broke away from the Taoist temple.

If you really want to call it true, the scriptures have helped someone.

Outside the Taoist temple, He Xiaotian, who fell into the spirit storm, stood up with sweat all over his body.

Without him, dense and full of endless malicious gaze turned to him. It seemed like it would pounce on it in the next second, tearing apart the colored creature.

"Whoa!"

He Xiaotian did not hesitate, shook off the golden robe, and draped it directly on his body.

Cold! Cold!

A cold aura that went straight to the bone marrow enveloped his whole person, and his strong body trembled a little.

The blood marks on his chest were immediately covered with frost, and the bleeding was stopped.

At the same time, large patches of ash were shaken off from the inside of the placket.

"Anti-Yin and Heaven Replenishment Fu" is burning wildly, making up for its own injuries, and also resisting the cold.

After He Xiaotian draped the golden Dao robe on his body, the infinite malicious gaze immediately disappeared.

He could only vaguely feel that the power of the meaning was enveloping his body, cutting off all exploration.

The spirits wondered why the creature was nowhere to be seen in plain sight. But they didn't think much of it, and they acted on instinct.

Since the target is gone, continue to follow the large army and continue to move forward.

"Boom!!"

The spirit storm was always continuing and advancing, but He Xiaotian was safe and sound. All the spirits that walked into his body subconsciously avoided his position and passed past him.

A page of the scripture was suspended at the door of the hall, looking at He Damangfu, who had snatched it and was looking for it to be corroded, and walked inside the storm gracefully.

"Goodbye!"

He Xiaotian looked at the scriptures on the paper that kept changing words one after another, and made a gesture of worship.

This is also a last resort, and the scriptures are clearly not good.

If you don't kill him in the first place, you may be holding back something!

As the saying goes, the first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Instead of waiting for the enemy to strike first, it is better for Lao Tzu to come up with a set of ferocious combination punches first, and directly beat you up.

Facts have proved that his robberist style really caught the scriptures off guard, and he was stunned to let them succeed.

In fact, if it didn't mention that sentence that is easy to dispel, He Xiaotian would never have made up his mind so decisively.

A dangerous enemy and a group of enemies who can directly kill him, after weighing the two, he must choose the former.

Because if you choose the latter, you will surely die.

Therefore, according to his assumption, he immediately threatened the scriptures after getting the Taoist robe, and firmly held the root in his own hands. In this way, the other party will naturally not dare to attack him casually.

The worst outcome is also considered, such as how to protect oneself in the event of falling into a spiritual storm.

Then, he won.

And the blow in the chest proved that if he stayed in the Taoist temple, he would be properly arranged by the scriptures.

Let's play with the eggs yourself, the master is gone, I won't play with you!

He Xiaotian's figure moved, and the whole person disappeared into the endless spirit body. Although the golden robe is dazzling, it can easily be covered up in the spirit army.

Leave a piece of paper for the scriptures, and jump alone at the door of the Taoist temple.

One move away! It's a bad move!

Why did you leave such a scourge in the first place?

Alas, knowing this, he was not ready to take his body.

Kill it directly, where can there be so many bad things?

The Spirit Storm is terrifying, boundless range, and the spirit of various creatures that can only obey instinct is the superintendent, and the combination of the two is even more terrifying than the natural disaster.

Anything that dared to stand in front of him suddenly collapsed, and was torn apart by a group of evil spirits on the spot, turning into a spot of light and scattering.

And He Xiaotian made a major discovery, he saw many spirits, or rather, they were not so stunned, and they were more or less holding a handful of incense in their hands.

The strength of these spirits is different, and no one dares to ignore their edge, so everyone hides and goes. As for the weak? Naturally, it was subject to a lot of prying eyes.

Incense has an inexplicable attraction.

When the strong and unreasonable evil spirits want to approach and plunder the incense in the hands of the weak, a stick of incense will spontaneously ignite and emit wisps of green smoke.

Then the evil spirits retreated, not daring to make a mistake.

He Xiaotian touched his chin, and then quietly approached, wisps of green smoke penetrated into his nostrils.

Cool.

What kind of incense do you need to look for now?

The followers of the spirit storm are over when they move forward together, and when they see which spirit is weak, they approach and rub it.

【49.49%...... 49.48%...... 49.47%......】

Looking at the gradually decreasing pollution level, He Xiaotian once again gave a thumbs up to his instant decision.

Not to mention what will happen if you continue to stay in the Taoist temple, after being trapped here, it will definitely not be as easy as it is now to get spiritual incense.

It's a risk, but the rewards are amazing!

Along the way, He Xiaotian saw many powerful things, which died under the storm, which made him feel a lot of emotion.

Some things are even more than a hundred times stronger than the false saints in the spatial passage.

And it was such a behemoth that it didn't even have the strength to parry.

He could only fight to the death, and after tearing apart and devouring many evil spirits, he collapsed under the storm.

Low profile!

Be sure to keep a low profile.

Although incense is a good thing, everyone is greedy.

But there's no need to stare at the tough guys, just rub behind the weak chickens.

The amount of incense does not depend on strength.

Some spirits do not have any evil spirits within a radius of 100 zhang. But this guy only holds a stick of spiritual incense in his hand, and he is poor and pitiful.

Some are holding thirty-six columns, and their strength is worse than cannon fodder!

He Xiaotian rubbed the incense while thinking to himself.

Where the hell did this thing come from?

If there are enough of them, can they be complementary to a page of the scriptures?

While listening to the weird "Tao Te Ching", improve the attributes of martial arts. When the pollution level rises, light a stick to remove it.

'There is a door! ’

He Xiaotian glanced back, and the Taoist temple was no longer visible.

You wait for Lao Tzu, and when the time comes, I have to arrest you and come to work.

Along the way, many spirits were immense, like locusts passing through.

I don't know how many hours passed, but it finally stopped.

[Pollution progress: 40.9%]

He's really not lacking.

There is a spirit body that is very tragic, because the consumption of incense is too large, resulting in a stick of incense being consumed in advance, and it is tragically overwhelmed by other evil spirits.

In this regard, He Xiaotian woke up and no longer had a spirit body to rub incense.

Of course, there was no snatching along the way, and when the spiritual incense arrived, the overwhelming malice instantly shrouded its body.

No, it was his right hand holding the incense.

When you want to put in storage, you find that you can't.

Just because the incense is alive!

The evil spirit, it is also a spirit, an immortal thing.

Just another presentation of life.

As for hiding in the robes?

Don't think about it, no way.

In an instant, Lingxiang froze into a popsicle.

After He Xiaotian knocked it open with considerable effort, this thing was dispersed directly, and the opportunity to ignite it was not given to you.

It seems to have frozen to death......

In desperation, he chose to rub some incense.

Of course, it's not that there is no better incense, but He Xiaotian can't get close.

Once they get closer, the more magical incense in the hands of the spirit will burn, and an invisible force will protect the safety of the owner.

He couldn't get close, so he had to give up.

As for some powerful masters who can run amok without relying on the spiritual incense in their hands?

Don't make a fuss, if there is really a conflict, the two sides can't tell who will rob whom.

The combat power of these spirits is more than terrifying.

He saw with his own eyes a guy who had performed an unknown level of peerless learning, and with a big hand of energy, he pinched and exploded all the evil spirits within a radius of ten miles on the spot.

I didn't have time to roar out, and my soul was gone.

What's more, just by glancing at his eyes, he collapsed many spirits as far as his eyes could see, creating a vacuum.

The extremely wide range of spirit storm was stunned for more than thirty seconds before it could be replenished.

And among them, the dead spirits are even more included, holding more than a dozen sticks of incense in their hands.

In this case, what do you think he can do?

can only stand aside and envy.

Look at people, they are so powerful when they die.

"Hoo ————"

The fog filled the air, and many spirits suddenly lost their bearings, scurrying around like headless flies.

Then it vanished into the fog and was never seen again.

This is in front of all the spirits with incense in their hands, automatically dividing a looming path, and they all follow the guidance and disappear into the front one by one.

In addition, those spirits with colors on their bodies exuded a powerful coercion, and they were stunned to dispel the surrounding fog, and the guy holding the spiritual incense was hanging from afar, and followed step by step.

The corners of He Xiaotian's mouth twitched, ruthless.

It seems that when the time comes, strength is fundamental.

He picked a weaker spirit at random, and followed it with twisted hands and feet.

The fog seems to have a soundproof effect, except for the footsteps accident, there is no abnormal sound.

Looking up into the distance, a gloomy mountain looms.

I don't know when the dirt under my feet has changed.

He Xiaotian rubbed it a few times quietly, and found that what was buried under the earth was actually with lines...... Floor?

Isn't it, or is it a big tree?

It's just that because it's too big, and with the passage of time, it's buried here.

A quarter of an hour later, a huge silhouette came into view.

It's like a door, and there are three words vaguely written on it-[......]