Covered by the golden light of the gossip mirror, he couldn't move.

The brain circuits of the mysterious white shadow can't react.

There was a bit of a lot of experience and the amount of information I got today.

There are people who can really conjure spirits, there is actually a cat that is not a demon, not a ghost, not a strange but so psychic, there is a hidden Buddhist inheritance, there is actually a man with golden pupils, he actually has a daughter, his daughter can actually conjure two magic weapons out of thin air, and the two magic weapons are still the legendary complete magic weapons......

There are so many words in the water-

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The white shadow was trapped in the golden light, and it seemed like a thunderstorm in his mind. When he reacted, he found that he was no longer able to move.

thought that he was the fifth in the world, but he never thought that his current feeling was that the top four in the world were all in front of his eyes, one of them was still a cat, and one of them was still a little girl.

But what Bai Ying fears the most is that man, the casualness he has shown since he appeared, the posture that does not take himself seriously at all, the self-confidence, calmness, and the characteristics of being so relaxed and funny when facing the enemy, and the fact that he is still the father of the girl.

All this adds up to make Bai Ying full of solemnity for the man in front of him who looks ordinary but has a dusty temperament.

If Zhao Jing knew Bai Ying's inner thoughts at this moment, he would definitely become the first protagonist in history to be laughed to death by a dragon, oh no, a supporting actor.

Bai Ying didn't know that Zhao Jing was so casual, completely because he didn't see him as an enemy at all, and he didn't have the idea of fighting him at all.

As for the temperament out of the dust -

Bai Ying's eyes stared at Zhao Jing, the biggest threat in his judgment, forcibly pretended to be calm, and quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and a white pillar of light erupted from the position of his face and mouth, and hit the gossip mirror directly.

With a bang, the golden light of the Bagua Realm disappeared, and the figure of the white shadow was like an ethereal fairy shadow, and its toes landed steadily on the branches.

Zhao Jing couldn't understand how he was standing on the branch that was only the thickness of disposable chopsticks, with a shocked expression on his face.

Bai Ying saw Zhao Jing's expression, and he was very helpless.

This guy is definitely a super master, he was so calm just now, and now he is showing such a surprised look, which is really perfunctory.

If it was his misjudgment just now, then now Bai Ying is almost certain that this must be playing the routine of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Without thinking about it, the white shadow dodged and fled deeper into the forest at an extremely terrifying speed.

While running away and paying attention to the situation behind him, Bai Ying was a little embarrassed, even if he found that there was no movement behind him, he didn't dare to slow down at all.

Because in his mind, such a man is really terrible!

……

"It's so fast!"

Zhao Jing opened his mouth, this terrifying speed could not make people want to catch up at all.

The little monk clasped his hands together: "This person is extremely powerful, we can't beat him." ”

Zhao Jing got out of the golden body, patted his chest, and nodded heavily, he agreed with the little monk's words.

Although Zhao Jing knew that the two magic weapons in his daughter's hand had been perfectly consecrated, and even the temple god who had lost his worship could be crushed, but he still felt very afraid.

Because the white shadow just now had been covered by his daughter's gossip mirror, but he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and he calmly pinched the trick and easily destroyed the mask.

Zhao Jing didn't dare to provoke such a person at all, especially when his daughter was still here.

Zhao Jing now felt that this world was too terrifying, and he urgently needed to improve his strength.

"If you're not careful, you may fall into the abyss."

This was the thought that Zhao Jing and Bai Ying flashed in their hearts at the same time.

The white shadow fled for a long time, and finally collapsed and stopped in one place.

He held on to the tree,

gasping for air,

On a face without a face,

There are still seven bloods,

Each corresponds to the seven holes of the human face.

"Damn, my heart ......" Bai Ying covered his heart, and through the fog, he could see his painful expression, speaking in a hoarse voice.

A strange method with great side effects of a taboo, he first gritted his teeth and used it to break the ban of the gossip mirror, and then he was worried while escaping, and he couldn't rest assured.

So on the way, this strange method was also triggered several times, and he is now seriously injured.

Bai Ying took out a cyan bead, looking at the few green qi in this bead, his heart was complicated.

That is the scattered soul of the peasant who has not had time to be let go of his life by Zhao Jing.

For the sake of these souls that contain merit, he paid such a heavy price.

Whew, Bai Ying breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it's not too much of a loss, barely get rid of that terrible man, although he is seriously injured so far, but after eating this merit, he should be able to make up for it.

His miracles come from these souls that contain merit, and as long as he eats these souls, his injuries will definitely be greatly improved.

At this moment, if Bai Ying knew, Zhao Jing was not sure from beginning to end, and he didn't even chase him at all, and it was estimated that he would be able to vomit three hundred catties of blood......

Take a bite (mouth: I'm gone?) Swallowing the cyan bead, the white shadow meditated on the spot, bursts of white gas coming out of his head.

After a while, the white shadow's face contorted, and his expression showed struggle.

It seems that in the process of devouring the soul, something happened to him.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Bai Ying put his hand on his face and mouth, and reached in to buckle things.

After about a few minutes, Bai Ying finally took out the cyan bead that couldn't be digested.

The cyan bead had just been exposed to the air, and there was a force in the darkness that descended on the bead.

Bai Ying felt the terrifying aura coming from the bead in his hand, and immediately threw the bead out.

However, it was still too late, and the moment the bead was thrown, the palm of the hand he had just held the bead, along with his arm, all turned into white bones.

"Ahhhh

Hoarse screams rang from the woods.

The white shadow once again collapsed and held on to the tree, looking at the white bone in his right arm and the bead that had turned into a few green qi and dissipated, and his heart was terrified.

Damn it!

How could it be, this meritorious soul actually communicated with the underworld, he had never been in contact with such a soul before.

Immediately, as if he had thought of something, a monstrous wave set off in his heart.

He finally knew how he had escaped the clutches of that terrible man.

It turns out that it's not that people can't catch up with him,

It's because he has long fallen into the trap of the other party, this cyan bead, the other party has already communicated with him, so he will let himself escape with confidence.

Thus in the process of devouring, it will be sanctioned by the underworld!

Communication, this is not something that mortals can do.

For such a scheming man who has a thorough approach, his daughter has two complete consecration instruments, his pet is psychic, and he goes with him to learn the Dharma, so everything makes sense.

White Shadow was almost desperate, and he couldn't bear the desire for revenge at all.

"It's horrible!" Zhao Jing clicked melon seeds while walking,

"Little monk, that peasant's soul is in communication with the underworld, right?"

"The poor monk is also like this, generally not a person of great merit, it is impossible to communicate with the underworld, this peasant should have accumulated countless merits in his previous life, so that he has this creation in this life."

The little monk explained.

"Why didn't he communicate in his previous life?"

"My master said that the underworld is the underworld, and those who have great merit may not necessarily be communicated, everything depends on fate."

The fate of the previous life has not arrived, and the farmers have not communicated with each other. In this life, he made merits again, but he was favored by the underworld.

It's like Zhao Jing saw a snow-white cat appear in front of him.

I didn't meet it when I came here yesterday, but I ran into it when I was going back today.

Zhao Jing stopped suddenly, of course not because of this cat that suddenly appeared.

It's because of that white shadow!

That terrifying white shadow, maybe it was specially for the breath of communication on the peasant's soul.

The more Zhao Jing thought about it, the more likely it became, so he was even more frightened, and a feeling of the rest of his life rose in his heart.

This guy White Shadow even dares to snatch the soul that he fancies!

What a talent!

What a cow break!

White Shadow: "......"

Zhao Jing: "......"