"One hundred and thirty years ago, a great monk created black and white, two of the most potential experimental objects in the cultivation realm, and that was the Buddha-figure. This solemn study is like the light of Buzhou Mountain, bringing hope to the three thousand worlds that are suffering in the fire of unrighteous karma that is devastating. Its arrival was like a flash of day, ending the long night that bound the three thousand worlds. ”

The passionate speech of the Daoist there, Han Mu secretly opened the space tunnel behind him, hid his breath, and stretched out his hand to pull the girl away.

But I don't know why, Han Mu always feels that the content of this buddy's speech is a little familiar......

Maybe it's an illusion.

Han Mu didn't dare to make any big moves, in case he was discovered by this Yigong Daoist, then things would not be very fun.

"However, a hundred and thirty years later, the three thousand worlds were restrained and free by those two people, and today, a hundred years and thirty years later, under the shackles of black and white ears and the shackles of the so-called bright stars, the Dao of the cultivators has suffered a lot. Today, hundreds and thirty years later, cultivators are still living on an isolated island of poverty in the ocean of surging immortal power. Today, a hundred and thirty years later, the cultivators have shrunk in the corners of the three thousand worlds, and today, when the Buddha-figure opens the hall, he will make this appalling situation public! ”

This dude is really good at talking.

Han Mu stretched out his hand as far as he could, but the position of this spatial tunnel was a little far away, and he couldn't reach it.

In fact, the bracelet wanted to open the space tunnel directly under Miss Na Qing's body, but that would be alerted by this Yigong Daoist, so Han Mu and the others gave up.

Han Mu continued to reach forward, but he felt that he couldn't reach it, so he drilled his head out of the tunnel.

Oh my god, it's not easy.

Han Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that when he stuck his head out, he seemed to faintly hear laughter......

It must be an illusion......

It's like he feels like this Ichinomiya speech is familiar.

"The deity has a dream!"

Ichinomiya Michito said that he was at a critical point, but immediately he heard laughter.

It seemed to come from a small town not far away.

Someone laughs at the deity?

Ichinomiya is blinded, and his speech shouldn't be the type of ridicule.

Wait...... Something seems wrong......

Ichinomiya jerked his head back and looked behind him.

He happened to be staring at Han Mu.

Han Mu's face twitched.

"Hi ......"

He lifted the high crown on top of his head, laughed dryly, and said.

"Little thief dares!"

The popular Mao of Yigong Dao stood up, and his eyes glared at Han Mu in front of him, which had the taste of a lion's roar in Hedong.

Han Mu didn't dare to slack off, he just grabbed the green over there, and then retreated to the space door with a swish.

Ichinomiya Michito also stretched out his hand, but instead of catching Qing, he grabbed a round ball.

I don't know what it is.

Ichinomiya Dao's face turned blue with anger, and he kicked at the space door, intending to kick the space door bigger, and then chase after it.

However, at this moment, Ichinomiya Michito suddenly felt as if there was something strange on his wrist.

He looked down and saw that the small orb he had just grasped was shining brightly.

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"Buzz."

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The top of a certain fairy mountain has been flattened.

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"Little thief! Thief! Ear dare! Wow, yes, yes! ”

I have to say that the immortal-level monster is really powerful, and the bomb that Han Mu left for him just now didn't do anything to this one at all - he forcibly opened a space-time tunnel just before the explosion, threw the bomb in, and then dodged away from the place by himself.

Although Han Mu's bomb exploded the space, its power was also greatly weakened, so naturally it didn't hurt this immortal-level monster.

Ichinomiya Daoren's eyes widened, and he directly opened a space door and chased after him.

However, Ichinomiya Michito forgot a question.

His "live broadcast" is still on.

This technique is very magical, and after it is activated, it does not consume the energy of the caster himself, but consumes the immortal energy between heaven and earth - this thing is really the same as the live broadcast in the live broadcast room, and if you don't pay attention to your live broadcast, you will forget to turn it off.

That's right, Michinomiya Daoyou is in such a state now - he is chasing and killing in all three thousand live broadcasts.

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"This ability to open the door with a flat hand, I'm afraid it's not only an immortal can do it?"

"I'm afraid that the old thief is already in the realm of immortals, and the body of the Nine Yin is used to stabilize the realm, I'm afraid it's not the idea of redemption that he played."

"Let's not mention this first, do any of you know the scholar? Didn't that hand just now also open the door? ”

"I don't know, but the power of the immortal magic he left behind just now is really amazing-that person is from the Mahayana period?"

"I'm not sure, but I've never heard of such a scholar in the Mahayana period!"

"Maybe it's because a reclusive senior can't get used to the old thief's approach, so he may take a risk."

"It's possible. Oh, look, isn't the old thief in that palace fighting with that senior now? ”

"It seems that the senior is slightly inferior to the old thief of that palace."

"Do you want to help that senior?"

"Did you beat that old thief?"

"Can't beat ......"

People from the 3,000 worlds were bustling, and a large group of people were there discussing the scene in this "live broadcast".

For now, the two of them are chasing and running.

The Taoist scholar in front of him hugged Qing, who was already unconscious, and kept throwing messy things at the back, and the things he threw out would accurately hit the Daoist in the back, causing a loud explosion.

And every time that Yigong Taoist will burst out loud - "Little thief dares!" ”

It's a pity that he dared for a long time, but he didn't catch up with the scholar who kept wandering - these two were in the sky, just like two planes, non-stop, and the one who flew was called a joy.

- But Han Muke, who was flying in the sky, was not happy at all, he wanted to get rid of the old thief behind him! Now so, what do you let him do? He's desperate too!

This old guy's speed is fast, he is like a small shuttle, quickly chasing Han Mu in the atmosphere, Han Mu is running in front with a tangled face - the bracelet made him a short jump machine, but no matter how he jumped, the old guy behind him was able to catch up tightly, like a cowhide plaster.

Is this guy human? Is this guy really human? It's still true, it already feels incredible to be able to fly, Han Mu, okay! You can still fly so fast, fly so powerful! What the hell is he giving it?

Han Mu felt a pain in his head.