"Amitabha!" Hearing Ren Song's ridicule, the old monk was not angry, and smiled slightly: "Don't be bored!" When the old man is done with his business, he will tell you in detail what kind of job this inheritance demon is...... Hehehe! ”

Saying that, the old monk no longer paid attention to Ren Song, who wanted to continue to talk nonsense with him, muttered in his mouth and didn't know what he was reading, and looked down at the red basin in front of him, seeing that the basin did not move at all, but it was a row, and then looked at the basin carefully, shook his head and scolded: "This stupid person actually bleeds into the altar!" Alas......" As he spoke, Fu took out a bottle from his arms and poured the brownish liquid into the basin. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old monk was just about to splash the water, but he remembered something, held up the basin with one hand, got up and walked to the other side of the laurel tree...... From beginning to end, the old monk focused on doing his own thing, and Ren Song on the tree just didn't leave the meeting, whether he cursed or ridiculed.

Holding the blood-colored basin, the old monk circled around the laurel tree twice, but he didn't seem to find it, the two shou eyebrows shook, but saw his lips move slightly, as if he had recited some incantation, only then the crown of the laurel fairy face snorted coldly, with the rustling sound continued to sound, but saw the branches that formed the laurel fairy's mouth trembled, and fell to the upper and lower ends, it looked like the laurel fairy composed of the crown opened its mouth.

"So here! Hehe! The old monk Jueming chuckled, stepped forward, and reached out to grab the little princess of Nansha River from the open "mouth" of the canopy. The little guy had just been tied up with a branch and couldn't move. At this time, he was grabbed, his whole body was loosened, and he suddenly struggled wildly in the hands of the old monk, but he could not escape his hands......

"Good planting! ......" was bitten on the thumb by the little guy, the old monk frowned, but the smile on his face did not change at all, he grabbed the little mirage with one hand, put the bloody basin in front of him with the other hand, and threw the little thing that bit himself into the basin.

"Husband, save ......!" As soon as he fell into the basin, as soon as he touched the brown spring water, the little guy seemed to have noticed that something was wrong, and opened his mouth to ask Ren Song for help, but before the words were finished, there was no sound, and Ren Song, who was taken aback, said urgently: "Hey, hey, hey!" Old monk, what are you doing? It's just a child, you don't have to do this, do you? Although he hated this little guy more than he liked it, after being together for so long, he finally felt a little unbearable in his heart, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Amitabha! Let the benefactor relax and ......" The old monk smiled and continued: "At least for now, this little princess is not dead!" The old man didn't have any intention of wanting her life, but well! Whether it can live in the future depends on its creation. If after the Second Dragon Sacrifice, she can get away with not dying, and Miss Sun does not object, twenty years later, the donor should still be able to marry her to make a second room, hehe! ”

"What, you're going to use her as a second dragon sacrifice?" Ren Song was surprised, he remembered the situation when the poisonous dragon was sacrificed just now, and couldn't help but say angrily: "The little thing that hasn't grown a rolling pin yet, how much blood can there be, when you finish it, I'm afraid it will die a long time ago!" And said you don't want his life, old bald, you really know how to pretend ......"

"Good planting! Good planting! The donor misunderstood...... I didn't plan to bleed! The old monk heard Ren Song's shout, and hurriedly explained: "That poisonous dragon Taoist friend, I don't know how to sacrifice at all, it's just a mess, hehe!" The real Erlong Festival is not that simple! ……”

"That's right!" The old monk suddenly smiled at Ren Song and said, "Oh, as my extraterritorial inheritance demon, how can I not know the rules of the two dragon sacrifices...... Let's let Lao Yu talk to his son! ”

"Say your sister!" Ren Song, who had no reason, suddenly had a great disgust for the four words of the inheritance devil, and couldn't help but scold. Suddenly, he remembered the situation when he was in the cave in Ludong, when he was trapped in hell, but he made a deal with the three demon venerables, is he really some kind of bullshit inheritance demon? Faintly, the coward was terrified of the title, as if some terrible danger was approaching him...... Although he didn't even understand what the inheritance demon was......

Although he shouted and reprimanded repeatedly, the old monk under the tree was stunned, and slowly talked about the origin of the two dragon sacrifices: "In fact, the real purpose of these two dragon sacrifices is to attract my extraterritorial demon venerable into this world, because the extraterritorial land is not settled in one place, but constantly changing, and even the six demon venerables can't tell what it is, not because they don't know its situation, but because this extraterritorial place is always changing." Therefore, the land outside the territory is also called the land of change, hehehe......" Speaking of this, the old monk smiled lightly.

Stretched out his hand to pick up the unconscious little mirage dragon in the basin, and then poured the spring water into the blood-colored basin, but heard the old monk continue: "If you want to connect my lord here from the land of change, you need to sacrifice with the species of change!" And the changing species of this world is none other than the dragon snake! At the end of the change of the snake dwelling, although it is straight and arbitrary, it has been fixed, only the dragon clan, which can be big or small, can gather or disperse, or fly the dragon in the sky, or sneak into the sea. It was the beginning of the change, so ......"

The old monk who was talking suddenly stopped, grabbed the void in front of him, and a small golden pistol appeared in front of him. Frowning, the old monk Jueming said a little unhappily: "Hey! How can the devil be so naughty now! It seems that it is not possible to be rough but it is not good......" The old monk waved his hand casually, and Ren Song, who was tied by the branch and hung upside down, shook for a while. In the end, the Son and Mother Yin Soul Sword, the golden pages, and the messy demonic energy bombs and demonic energy bullets all fell to the ground.

Seeing that his coat pocket was completely emptied by the old bald man, Ren Song felt a burst of despair in his heart, just now with all his strength, he finally got the golden revolver out of his coat pocket, originally this branch was extraordinary, just like the claws of the green scale meerkat, after being tied by it, not only could the spell not be cast, but even the connection of the magic weapon was cut off, but just when the laurel fairy opened his mouth to spit out the little mirage dragon just now, Ren Song suddenly moved in his heart, and the connection with the reincarnation pistol was restored again......

But it seems that everything is in vain, this old monk Jueming is much more powerful than the poisonous dragon real person, and before Ren Song moved the revolver into place, he was controlled by the old monk in his hands. And looted all its magic weapons.

Looking at the pile of things on the ground, the old monk did not step forward, but just said to Yiheshi: "The devil is at ease, after the old man's sacrifice is completed, he will return these things to you, Amitabha......"

(To be continued.) )