Click!

The wolf spirit smashed directly into the wall on the side, and the bricks and stones exploded one after another, turning into debris and flying in all directions, and the wolf spirit immediately dissipated in the space with its breath.

"you-mom of the Cold Pine Tribe!"

Zou Dui roared and roared, his eyes were blood-red, and he didn't stop, his body flew up, and he smashed it towards the young man in Tsing Yi with a hard punch.

Rumble!

A pair of transparent wolf claws appeared above the arms of the young man in green clothes, trying to resist Zou Dui's punch.

But the fists and arms collided again, and the figure of the young man in Tsing Yi had already shot out like a cannonball, slamming into the doors and windows of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the doors and windows were suddenly shattered and fell, and the figure of the young man in Tsing Yi was no longer visible.

In an instant, many of the outer disciples who were watching were stunned, looking at this scene in amazement.

Originally, they thought that Zou Dui would inevitably be severely humiliated, knelt in front of the Scripture Pavilion for a few hours, and then left Momen with a shameless face. After all, Zou Dui had just entered the outer gate, but Hong Chengtao had been practicing in the outer gate for a long time and was one of the famous geniuses in the outer gate.

However, at this time, Hong Chengtao was actually blown away by Zou Dui's punch! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been unbelievable!

"Brother Cheng Tao......"

A disciple of the Leng Song tribe came to his senses, and then he was extremely ashamed, and his gaze at Zou Dui erupted into flames.

"Luzhai Zou Dui, you are looking for death!"

The disciple roared angrily, and suddenly sacrificed his own spirit, which was actually a rare weapon spirit, and a sharp blade soared into the air, and in the cold light in the sky, he killed Zou Dui.

Weapon spirits have always been known for their high attacks, Zou Dui could only see the snow white in front of him, and he couldn't distinguish between reality and fiction at all, and the dense sword light came to his eyes in the blink of an eye. He had to quickly fly back.

The disciple refused to let go, and the sword light chased straight after him, faster than the speed of Zou Dui's retreat. I saw that the cold light fell one after another, and the extremely sharp knife light blew the hair and broke the hair, and everywhere I passed, the bluestone slabs on the ground were brought out of the knife qi and the debut knife marks, if Zou Dui was rolled by the knife light, the end can be imagined.

The other party's murderous intent was so awe-inspiring, which also aroused Zou Dui's anger, and regardless of his scruples, his soul power rushed out directly, rolled up the bluestone slab under his feet, and greeted the disciple's sword light.

Dangdang one by one!

With a crisp crashing sound, the hundreds of pounds of bluestone slabs were crushed by the knife light in the blink of an eye.

Zou Dui didn't care so much, and the soul power immediately rolled up another bluestone slab and threw it out.

That disciple's sword light was fierce at first, but after connecting a few bluestone slabs to Zou Dui, the sword light gradually dimmed, and his face became more and more ugly.

Burst!

Finally, after splitting another bluestone slab, the disciple's sword spirit suddenly shattered and dissipated, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, soft on the ground, and watched in horror as another bluestone slab smashed down head-on.

Laugh at!

At the critical moment, a cold light flashed behind this disciple, and the falling bluestone slab instantly shattered, turning into smoke and dust, like a fog.

The next moment, a somewhat embarrassed figure appeared from the dust, and it was Hong Chengtao, who had just been smashed by Zou Dui's punch. I saw Hong Chengtao's face hideous, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the moment he appeared, his palm was opened, and a snowy light pierced through the smoke and dust, stabbing at Zou Dui like lightning.

"It's so fast......"

Zou Dui's heart skipped a beat, and he reacted, and the light had already come to his eyebrows! He couldn't dodge the attack of this light at all!

At the critical moment, just when the bright light was only one line away from piercing the center of Zou Dui's eyebrows, suddenly a palm poked from one side, and lightly pinched the second index finger, and the bright light stopped abruptly.

A fine cold sweat broke out on Zou Dui's forehead, this scene just now was extremely dangerous, making him travel in front of the ghost gate in a trance. At this time, he also saw the light clearly, it turned out to be a simple and sharp long sword with spirituality, trembling and humming and constantly struggling, trying to get out of control, but the middle index finger that pinched the blade did not move at all as if it was cast in iron.

"The Pavilion is not a place for fighting. In addition, you even ignored the rules of the sect, sacrificed spirit soldiers during private fights, and went to the law enforcement hall to receive the punishment yourself. ”

A faint tone sounded, and the person who pinched Hong Chengtao's spirit soldier with an understatement spoke. I saw that he had a white beard and white hair, a simple gray robe, and a faint fairy air turning, but unfortunately there was only a pair of eye sockets left at a pair of eyes, which was a little terrifying.

If it was an ordinary person or an elder, he would never dare not give face to the Leng Song tribe, but this elder in front of him was not ordinary, just daring to stand up when others did not dare to care, this elder was not an ordinary elder. Hong Chengtao looked at Zou Dui hatefully, had to restrain himself, bowed to the blind elder and said, "Yes, Mu Lao." ”

The blind elder said no more, just as he came silently, and when he went, he went silently.

"Zou Dui, you are lucky this time! But next time you will not be so lucky!"

Hong Chengtao put down his cruel words and left with a few Leng Song tribe disciples without looking back.

This was the end of the turmoil in front of the Scripture Pavilion, but Zou Dui had no intention of leaving.

In the battle just now, he almost died at the hands of Hong Chengtao, exposing many problems in him, the original world's means are not only too weak, but almost all of them fail, and he doesn't know much about the world's combat methods, and he has mastered too few combat methods, and basically only scratches the surface.

Zou Dui adjusted and walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. In addition to wanting to get the cheats, today happens to be the time of the monthly lecture, and there will be several powerful seniors in the Scripture Pavilion to answer questions and solve doubts for the juniors, and he can't miss it.

The Scripture Pavilion was far larger than Zou Dui had imagined, and although it was only one floor, it was divided into rooms. Zou Dui casually walked into a quiet room, stood in the corner, and saw a hundred and ten disciples of the outer sect sitting cross-legged, quietly listening to an old monk on the stage preaching and teaching to solve doubts.

Zou Dui's appearance did not attract anyone's attention, and the old monk continued in a loud voice: "The mountains have spirits, the trees have spirits, and the grass has spirits...... All things have spirits, and so do our monks. Monks practice, absorb the aura of heaven and earth to nourish the spirit in the body, and only when the practice reaches the level can the spirit in the body awaken and communicate with it. And the awakened spirit of the monk also determines the main spirit of the monk, and when the cultivation is sufficient, it can control the heavens, the earth, the mountains, the rivers, the grass, the trees, the birds and beasts...... and so on the spirits of all things merge to form their own main spirits. Although the kind of main spirit that can be fused roughly depends on the innate talent, most of the spirits are not strong or weak, only whether the monk is diligent or not, and how the acquired talent is......"

When the old monk said this, a light suddenly flashed above his head, and a huge stone figure had appeared, compared to the spirit of the outer disciples, this stone figure was lifelike, every detail was extremely exquisite, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed to be real.