The Sanskrit word "hum" on Ren Qiuling's head had just taken shape, and suddenly a sword light shot down from the top of Kuixing Tower. In an instant, the sword light had already shot in front of the idiot who was suspended in the air.

The thumb of the right hand was still low on Ren Qiuling's forehead, and the vajra palm of his left hand was backslapped towards the sword light. With a sound of "Zheng", the sword light passed through his palm, with a piercing metal grinding sound, and the light blade blade went straight to the cheeks of the idiot.

The palm of the idiot was pierced, but there was no trace of pain on his face, and his right hand slapped back at the sword light, the sword light dispersed, and Ling Luo fell to the ground with a long sword in his hand, with an unyielding look on his face, "Bully women, I'll fight with you!" ”

As soon as the idiot's thumb left Ren Qiuling, Ren Qiuling immediately sat down on the ground in pain. Her feeling was very peculiar, in fact, there was no pain in her head at all, it was empty, a little dizzy. She suffered from hypoglycemia due to weight loss when she was in college, and now she feels the same as when she had a hypoglycemia attack.

The idiot looked down at his pierced palm, and just smiled bitterly. Ling Luo let out a beast-like roar in his throat and pounced on him with his sword again.

The idiot recognized the sword in Ling Luo's hand, which was Lu Ting's. Lu Ting usually carries two swords, one is wider, and she often steps on it to fly, and the other slender sword is what she uses in battle. The sword in Ling Luo's hand now is Lu Ting's battle sword.

Facing Ling Luo's sword under his anger, Hui Idiot didn't dare to be careless, and his two palms were golden and sheng, and he clamped the blade with a "bang". Ling Luo was furious, and with a roar, the sword suddenly lit up. Hui Idiot is a Buddhist monk, but he doesn't know anything about sword qi, how did he know that Ling Luo used sword qi again? His pair of vajra palms actually couldn't hold the sword qi attached to it, and the sword advanced one foot further, and it was only two centimeters away from the forehead of the idiot.

The idiot has a crescent-shaped scar on his forehead, which he left after his battle with the gods. At this time, the scar pointed at by Jian Feng and the scar "suddenly" throbbed again. Hui Idiot was shocked, after he practiced the Vajra palm, he once clasped his palms and clamped the pig iron plate, leaving a pair of clear palm prints on the pig iron plate, but he didn't expect to be able to block Ling Luo's sword.

Ling Luo looked at the idiot with hatred, seeing that as long as the sword qi grew a few inches, he could kill this evil monk, but Ling Luo played the world, and he relaxed his cultivation, and he had not made an inch of progress for hundreds of years. At this time, she had the intention of killing, destroying the sword qi, and only emitted a brilliant point of light on the tip of the sword, like the butt of a firefly.

Both of them were still, like sculptures, but both of them were doing their best, and neither wanted to give up.

The villagers all blocked the door on the first floor of the Kuixing Tower, watching the battle of these cultivators. Some women couldn't squeeze in front of the crowd, but they wanted their children to look strange, so they put their children around their necks. At this time, suddenly a six or seven-year-old child said, "I want to be a god!" I'm going to be like them, Mom taught me! ”

The child's mother whispered, "Yes, yes! I'll send you to Fangcun Temple tomorrow to be a little monk. The villagers knew that this was a child's words, and they all smiled lightly.

The boy cried out for joy, "Yes, yes! I'm going to be a monk! ”

Originally, in the war, every villager lost relatives and friends, and everyone was sad, and it is rare to laugh these days. But the child's words made them laugh again.

The idiot's heart softened, and the strength in his hand weakened a little. Ling Luo took advantage of the situation and advanced the sword edge two inches further, and the idiot had no choice but to tilt his head and clamp the sword edge again. Now his posture is extremely awkward, but he doesn't dare to be distracted a little. The two were again at a stalemate.

Suddenly, Zou Yan roared from the top of Kuixing Tower: "Ling Luo! I don't know what spell was used in this roar, and everyone who heard it was shocked, and even the dizzy Ren Qiuling jumped up in shock.

Ling Luo looked frustrated, and suddenly let go of his sword and shouted, "Okay, okay! You know how to bully women, what a shame! ”

Everyone present heard Hui Idiot let out a long breath and hid the sword in his wide sleeve, and then changed his compassionate expression and said to Ling Luo, "Go see your husband!" Amitabha! ”

Ling Luo took a few steps backwards before turning around and walking into the battlefield. Her husband, Qian Shikushi, was trampled into meat sauce during the battle and could only be recognized by his clothes.

Ling Luo walked over to the puddle of meat sauce, lowered his head and covered his face with his long hair, and stood quietly, motionless.

At this time, a young girl jumped down from Kuixing Tower, and when she landed, she held her face in front of her with one hand and her sword behind her back like a hero in the comics, posing in a very majestic posture - but it was Lu Ting, a disciple of Ling Luo.

However, the villagers were accustomed to seeing the magical battles of the cultivators, and they were not very interested in Lu Ting's style, so no one applauded. Lu Ting felt bored, stood up and said in a sharp and harsh voice, "Master, now you know that you feel sorry for your husband, right?" Why did you go earlier? ”

Ling Luo raised his head, gently flicked away a tear from the corner of his eye with his fingers, and sneered at each other, "You, you haven't hooked a man yet, what qualifications do you have to talk about me?" Suddenly turned his head to Ren Qiuling and sneered: "And you!" I've been entangled with a man all my life, is it exciting? ”

Upstairs in Kuixing, Zou Yan was so anxious that he shouted: "Ling Luo! How dare you say it again! ”

Ling Luo snorted angrily, turned around and grabbed Lu Ting's Dao sword light and flew towards the western sky—at this time, there was no longer the sun that Ren Qiuling had conjured up in the western sky.

Although Ren Qiuling didn't know what Ling Luo said, she also vaguely guessed that all this was related to Zou Yan, and looked at the top of Kuixing Tower, "Zou Yan? She exclaimed.

Zou Yan looked at Ren Qiuling indifferently, like a god high above.

After a long sigh, Hui Idiot said to Zou Yan: "Let's go!" Zou Yan nodded, and the two of them rose into the air.

Then the villagers all rushed out and shouted into the sky, "O God! "Bodhisattva!" "Heavenly King!" "Erlang God!" There are all kinds of names, and there are a few superstitious old women who kneel on the ground and chant the Buddha.

But Hui Idiot and Zou Yan flew farther and farther, and they didn't even look back.

Ren Qiuling vaguely guessed that there was a huge secret related to herself, which was circulating among cultivators. Because they were afraid of Zou Yan, they decided to keep it a secret from themselves. At this time, there was no longer a figure of Zou Yan and Hui Idiot in the sky, and the unwilling Ren Qiuling rushed to the top of Kuixing Tower in one go, where it was still an ordinary dilapidated small building, there was no trace of the existence of the Pure Land Lotus Pond, and even Li Mingbo and Wen Xiaoyu disappeared.

Ren Qiuling sat down beside the coffee table in despair, and put the love sword in her hand on the coffee table. The sword is extremely thin, even a little transparent, and I don't know what material it is made of. After pondering for a while, Ren Qiuling suddenly felt something, and opened her right hand and shouted at the interrogation sword: "Come!" ”

The interrogation sword moved slightly, and did not fly into Ren Qiuling's palm. But Ren Qiuling smiled, she vaguely guessed that the secret about herself was hidden in the cultivation world, and now the door of the cultivation world had been opened to her.

With his own skills, as long as he enters the gate, it is not difficult to find out this secret.

When she left Xinmen Village, Ren Qiuling had an extra stick wrapped tightly around her back, which looked like a sword in appearance. She walked like the wind, and the sun shone behind her, giving her a gold edge. Her hair swayed like the tentacles of an octopus, very flamboyant. With this gesture, she loudly declared:

All over the world, I'm coming!