"Don't die duck with a hard mouth. "It's just that the knife is hard to get into the sheath, and you think you can't get off the stage, who will laugh at you.

"Maybe I'm not as talented as you, but I've never fought a battle that I'm not sure of!" Zong Heng wrapped his arms around his chest, as if hugging an invisible big watermelon, a very magical scene happened, the baby fire that was originally attached to his body, like a swimming fish migrating, also seemed to have gathered on his chest and rolled into a big round fireball.

The mini version of Hellfire was washed away in an instant, and he reverted to a bald handsome guy.

"Bold ~~~~~" Zhuang Yuanlang covered his belly and laughed wildly, where can Zong Heng's clothes withstand the calcination of the baby fire, as soon as the flames faded, he stood there naked, as coquettish as he wanted. I don't know what the auspicious day of the zodiac is, the stone lacquer armor, the prayer ceremony, and Zong Heng, one after another, they are scrambling to join the naked special attack team.

"Turn big, law, wheel-gather!" Zong Heng didn't hear it, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging like earthworms, his hands kneading the dough seemed to be slowly coiled, the big fireball in his arms was condensed from the size of a watermelon to an apple, and the originally golden baby fire also turned into a deep sandalwood black.

The temperature in the air that was enough to boil eggs disappeared suddenly, and Xi Xi made a comeback.

Chang Sang couldn't laugh anymore, the fireball suspended between Zong Heng's palms gave him the feeling that it was like a little sun that was being eaten by a tengu, and the contraction of energy had reached the extreme!

This is definitely not some kind of peerless martial art, because he can't pirate!

This is definitely not some kind of spell, how can someone who has not even opened up the sea of qi cast a spell!

It's not a martial art or a spell, so what's that?

The white-haired girl with a game attitude couldn't help frowning at this time, and more than a dozen hairs on her two sideburns immediately lifted up in unison, and she shot wildly.

Zong Heng had long been wary of this hand, and the fireball in his hand was grabbed by a handful, and Ba Jinhua's body was burned into a large magic torch with black flames. As soon as the Yin Flame Green Silk shot into the periphery of his body, it was burned into a pungent gray ash by the infant fire, and even a piece of oily skin could not be broken.

"Come and don't be rude!" Zong Heng sneered and threw a super long shot at the white-haired girl.

Although the speed of fire of this small black fireball was almost unbelievable, the white-haired girl who had been prepared for a long time dodged as soon as she climbed. But what she didn't expect was that the small black fireball that fluttered into the air played a flick and drifted, drawing a beautiful arc in the air and shooting back towards her.

This dogskin plaster far exceeded the speed of the "Yin Flame Ginseng Tree", and the white-haired woman who was caught off guard was clumsy, and finally succeeded in dodging, and the small black fireball was a return to the horse pistol.

Lore!

As long as you take it, you can turn it into ashes.

But she was still a little taller than Zong Heng in the end—really a little—she just raised a slender jade finger, and the maggot full of explosive aura suddenly tamed and obediently fixed on her fingertips.

Zong Heng was stunned, completely stunned.

Even if the other party showed the vajra secret sword, he would never be stimulated like he was now.

"Zhuan Da, Fa and Lun" is not a spell or a martial art, it is one of the great changes caused by the catastrophe of the previous life on Zong Heng.

It is an incredible power that uses spiritual energy to manipulate other energies!

"Why did you know my trick?"

"Isn't it just to squeeze controllable energy through a specific spiritual amplitude? The white-haired woman smiled lightly, and took off her hand to return a super long three: "Come and don't be rude—please also eat my "turn the big law.wheel"!"

A lightsaber came out of nowhere, and it simply cut the small black fireball that shot towards Zong Heng in two.

Chang Kaishen patted Zong Heng on the shoulder, and the ground was infected with a raging fire, jumped on the "lightning cloud", and pointed at the white-haired girl: "Goblin!

"I hate ~~ people are not called goblins, the concubine's surname is Ning, and her name is Caijun. The white-haired girl didn't mean to dodge at all, but greeted Chang Kaishen like a lover.

She's not looking for death, she's fighting!

The two lights in her beautiful eyes are like a sword, penetrating thousands of miles without hindrance, as bright as the sun and moon in the sky!

Zong Heng was shocked, yes, the roots of the Yin Flame Demon Ginseng had already soaked into the eight veins of the white-haired girl's strange meridians and limbs, and she was no different from the Great Dan Miao Descendant now!

Bad, bad, bad!

This is not a simple soaring aura, this is clearly the evil aura of "after the red silk is knotted, and the marriage is tied by a thread"!

"Don't forget...... You can't forget ...... when you die."

"Don't forget...... You can't forget ...... when you die."

The two flashlight-like eyes flashed and disappeared, and the white-haired girl branded a string of thought steel seals towards Zhuang Yuanlang.

Generally speaking, the Red Luan Sha would rarely be used against cultivators with the mirror wide open. Because this big move has the attribute of a hammer deal, if it is not successful, it will become a benevolent. Therefore, the most suitable targets for it are still those demon beasts with low intelligence but strong strength.

If Chang Kaishen can't be conquered this time, the white-haired girl will lose a lot, and the "Evil Qi Rush" will only be used to soar and soar her aura in the future, and she will no longer be able to accept the slave of love.

"Are you okay?" Zong Heng couldn't help but ask in a loud voice.

The power of Feng Shui can fundamentally change a person's mind, and what is played is to have no regrets, and what is played is to have a heartbeat. To be honest, just by looking at it, he can't tell whether Zhuang Yuanlang has the mark of Zhonghong Luan: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, even if you really fall in love with her, it's nothing......"

"Damn!" Zhuang Yuanlang forcibly terminated the vajra again with a five-light stone, silently raised his head, and rolled his big eyes vigorously: "How could I fall in love with her?

Zong Heng's earnest concern suddenly turned into an expression of eating, and he understood what it meant to eat salty radishes and worry about it.

The object whose mind is not strong enough, when he is shot by the evil qi of the red luan, will immediately be boundless and will not dare to be with the king. But who is Zhuang Yuanlang? How many Buddha cultivators in the Maha Immeasurable Palace have opened the eighth sense of ariya? So far, how many martial saints have been born in the cultivation realm that have attained perfection in body and mind?

"Did he just tell the truth, or was he joking?" asked Zong Heng with a pretty face.

"Of course it's a lie! Why should I explain this to you!"

"The lover yourself said that you wanted to marry Caijun as your wife, why do you plan to talk now?" The white-haired girl glared at Kaishen sauce seriously, as if he had survived the "evil qi rush" of the red luan, and it was an unforgivable sin.

Zhuang Yuanlang was shocked by her gaze for a while, what a fierce and piercing look it was, if Lin Daiyu was dumped by Jia Baoyu, if Juliet was ruthlessly pulled out by Romeo, it must be the current portrayal of the white-haired girl.

"Actually, for us monks, even if we really fall for the conspiracy of the Red Luan, it is nothing. Zong Heng proudly made fun of the white-haired girl: "As long as you can get out, there will always be a time when you can use the "Ruthless Avenue" in the future." ”

"What a vicious heart!" The white-haired woman rolled her gaze, and a faint hint of sarcasm appeared on her beautiful goose egg face: "No wonder in the Yanfu world, you human race are the most complex and ruthless creatures—of course, the most arrogant!"

"Listening to the meaning of your Excellency's words, could it be that you still don't understand the 'Ruthless Avenue'......" Zong Heng sighed, he had to be surprised, how remote the "Ruthless Avenue" is, if it weren't for Zhizhu's help, Zhuang Yuanlang probably wouldn't know what it meant. Although the white-haired girl is a "trinity" of human beings, demons and demons, and gods and gods, no matter which of her identities she is, there is no way to understand the true knowledge of the Eight Classics.

"Of course I know that when I was exchanging ideas with this waste snack just now, I took the sheep to reproduce a copy of his memory......" A few laser-like love threads suddenly bloomed from the white-haired woman's eyebrows, and the body of the dragon tree near the "Dumen" flew up in the air, and she lifted it up to herself.

The shelled Yuan Ying has been killed by the vajra with a sword, but this stinky skin has not even broken a piece of oily skin from beginning to end, and still retains its breath, but it is as stiff as a puppet and lifeless, just like an unconscious vegetative person.

The white-haired woman stared at this body, her cloud-like hair suddenly exploded like a porcupine, and ten thousand arrows pierced her heart as if they were being inserted into the withered and half-fleshed body.

Chang Kaishen and Zong Heng suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies, and as the long hair straws like dill vines were injected into Nagarjuna's body, Grunt kept pumping liquid, and Nagarjuna's body first collapsed, then contracted, and then was sucked into a flat piece of leather. In the end, even this human skin was sucked dry and pumped clean by those dense hairs, and there was no scum left.

The white-haired woman also seemed to lick the corners of her lips after the aftertaste.

The body of the Three Tribulation Earth Immortal has been tempered by vitality for a long time, which is tantamount to a top-grade elixir, and after a great supplement, every tip of her hair blooms with a red stamen the size of a grain of rice, faintly glowing with fire, radiating a "fragrance" mixed with sulfur and lava.

At this time, the wind suddenly rose, and her long fire hair was curling with a whistle, which made the tall white-haired girl look super goddess-like.

"Nagarjuna is also an Earth Immortal of the Three Tribulations, how could he be so stupid as to take the initiative to let go of his body and mind and let you search for souls?" The two teenagers swallowed and foamed, there are four continents in the Yanfu world, hundreds of millions of living beings, and there are many times when the language is not understood, and it is not a new thing to use love silk to exchange ideas, but which cultivator will let the other party copy his memory when he communicates his thoughts--this is probably even more difficult than taking away!

"I'd rather be the god of the Yellow Springs, do I need the consent of others to do things? What a joke! As long as I have a mind exchange, he has already entered the palace unconsciously, and no matter the brightest side of the soul or the darkest privacy, there will be nothing to hide in front of me. ”

"You can get all of Nagarjuna's memories just through the exchange of thoughts?" Zong Heng said in his heart, grass mud horse, grass mud horse! Then aren't you a theoretical Three Tribulation Earth Immortal now? Why didn't I know in my previous life that you still had this unique skill? Isn't this the most typical "His Mind Certificate"? The incredible power of truthfully reading other people's minds!