When Yin Jiabao shouted the name of the little stone, a relaxed look crossed the face of the old army god not far away, the old man actually forgot the existence of the little stone, but how could the little stone spirit not be restrained by the runes of the law field? It must be Yin Jiabao, the little fat man has become a heavenly way, and it is normal to have to do things that are impossible in the eyes of others.

Thundered!

With a few loud noises, and thousands of Buddha's hands disillusioned at the same time, the figures of Jin Yongsheng, the old army god, Yin Jiabao and Murong Xiaoxiao flickered in the center of the dilapidated main hall of Jiulong Temple.

Since Jin Yongsheng and the others disappeared in the main hall, Zhong Guan and Murong Xiaoheng found out for the first time that he was leading a group of Murong Mansion's private army to dig three feet into the palace to find it, and Jin Yongsheng and several people suddenly appeared in front of them, which really scared everyone a lot, and before they could ask questions, they heard Jin Yongsheng shout: "Everyone get out of here!"

In everyone's eyes, the young man's figure was a phantom, and the movement that flashed outside the hall was called a smooth.

The explosion that followed and the collapse of the ground, no one would hesitate at all, and evacuated the dilapidated main hall of the Nine Dragons Temple with a smoke.

In the heart of the courtyard, everyone had not yet stood firmly, only to see the billowing smoke and dust submerging the Jiulong Temple and going underground.

Before the dust and smoke in front of him dissipated, Jin Yongsheng, who had palpitations, turned his eyes to Yin Jiabao, who was squinting and his eyes were full of innocent appearance, and said, "Jiabao, you come, I have to talk to you." ”

"Brother Yong, what do you want to talk to me about? I know I'm wrong. But you see, Xiaobai is free. Yin Jiabao stretched out his hand as he spoke, and a crystal clear white dragon ball in his hand shone with a soft brilliance.

Dragon Ball!

Ancient Demon King Dragon Ball!

So white and flawless......

Absolutely the best baby in the world!

Brother sent a ......

"Oh my God. Jiabao, brother loves you so much. Jin Yongsheng's eyes immediately turned green, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Xiaobai has returned to his hometown. Brother Yong'er, I'm very happy. Yin Jiabao spoke and looked up at the sky, with a relaxed expression, no one noticed that in the depths of the sky, a looming dragon looked back at Yin Jiabao and nodded slightly and disappeared.

"Okay, okay, it's good if you're happy. Jin Yongsheng said perfunctorily, and the young man was thinking about how to get Yin Jiabao to give him the Demon King Dragon Ball in his hand.

Of course, Jin Yongsheng didn't know that Wan Long had the same heart as him, and Wan Long was saying in the soul of the old army god at the moment: "Xiao Chichi, I want that Demon King Dragon Ball." ”

The dragon ball has always been a top-level spiritual treasure, and it is extremely rare, if it is not the dragon's intention, the dragon will die and the pearl will be destroyed. Through the special forging techniques of the master of refiners, those who get the dragon balls can get the power of the king of all beasts.

The allure of the top baby is the same for people, demons and demons, when Yin Jiabao took out the Demon King Dragon Ball, the Murong family private army present asked who was not tempted? Including Murong Xiaoheng, they were all stimulated by the Daohua light of the Dragon Ball, and their eyes were blue and bright.

"Jiabao, bring the dragon ball in your hand to the old man to see. As soon as the old military god spoke, Yin Jiabao turned his eyes to him and said, "Uncle Long likes this dragon ball, so give it to Uncle Long." ”

"What?Jiabao, you're going to give the Dragon Ball to Uncle Dragon?" Jin Yongsheng's eyes immediately widened.

"What? do you have an opinion?" the old military god took the dragon ball from Yin Jiabao's hand with a smile, and asked with a serious look on his face.

"Ah, no, no...... Since Uncle Long likes it, give it to Uncle Long. Jin Yongsheng was looked at by the old army god, and suddenly felt that he was careful and cold, and after squeezing out a smile at the old army god, he turned around and began to grit his teeth, looking like he had been cut meat.

Alas!

That's the Ancient Demon King Dragon Ball!

Brother almost lost his life just now......

Such a dragon ball, even if you don't do anything, you just put it next to you, it's bold and broad enough......

Why is my brother so miserable, there was Chen Xiaoqiang a loser before, and now there is another Wanlong foodie, when will my brother's hard life be a head?

Jin Yongsheng looked decrepit, and he went farther and farther away in self-pity and self-pity, and his head almost drooped to the soles of his feet.

Naturally, at this time, no one dared to come forward to comfort and persuade Jin Yongsheng, and everyone could see that he couldn't get the Demon King Dragon Ball, and the young man was in an extremely bad mood.

The old military god looked satisfied, turned to Murong Xiaoheng and said, "General Murong, we can set off." ”

"Dare to ask your lordship, where are we going?" Murong Xiaoheng asked with a fist clenched at the old army god.

"Demon King City!" the old military god said three words briefly, and stretched out his hand to protect Murong Xiaoxiao, who was affected by too many Buddhist spells in the Demon Array, and wanted to soften his body, and his face was pale.

When the old military god helped Murong Xiaoxiao into the winged bird spaceship in the name of drinking tea, and Murong Xiaoheng ordered to set off, Jin Yongsheng suddenly stood at the gate of Jiulong Temple.

The boy has not forgotten that he still has friends who have not arrived?

After almost waiting for a cup of tea, Xiao Luo Lie and Ye Zi appeared at the gate of Jiulong Temple.

When the winged bird spaceship silently rose into the air, Jin Yongsheng watched from the stern of the ship until the ruins of the Nine Dragon Temple completely disappeared from view.

Master Shang Jing kept the last wisp of the divine soul to pass on the message to him...... The blood demon is coming, the blood armor is seeing the sun, and the demon hunter is hunted......

Jin Yongsheng thought about it carefully, and he didn't feel cold all over his body.

Bloodseeker!

Yongping!

When the word Yongping appeared in Jin Yongsheng's mind, he opened his blood-colored demon pupils angrily, overlooking the cosmic firmament, and the murderous Yongping made Jin Yongsheng's heart thump and beat more than a loud bang.

Come on, Yongping! Even if you become a demon, I won't be afraid of you! Brother can still cut your teeth everywhere!

Jin Yongsheng couldn't control the surging of his heart lake, and when the battle intent in his body was boiling, in the ancient world located in the ice field realm, a pagoda stele outside the ancient temple called Tianchen Temple, panicked and ran into a small monk in cloth clothes with a beautiful face of eleven or twelve years old.

"Master, Master, it's not good, the Spirit Stone of the Demon Liberation Array of the Nine Dragons Temple is shattered. ”

"Shattered, shattered, what are you panicking about?" said a middle-aged, thin, tall white-clothed monk in the stele forest who was holding rice in his hand and feeding a few red finch.

This white-clothed monk's name is Jiang Yanfa, who was once the most outstanding disciple of Tianchen Temple, and then insisted on entering the world, and married a wife and gave birth to a daughter.

The one who spoke to him was the little apprentice he had accepted earlier, the monk named Juehai.

"Didn't the abbot say that he wanted to be optimistic about that spirit stone? Juehai looked depressed, as if the spirit stone had been broken by him.

"You look good. Without saying a word, he carefully put the remaining grain in his hand into a small pocket at his side.

"But it's broken. The little monk Juehai's face was still sad.

"Got it. Wait until you buy some meat and come back, your sister will eat stewed meat. "Compared with the broken spirit stone of Jiulong Temple, it seems that it is not as important as his mother-in-law wanting to eat meat in his heart.

"Master, monks are not allowed to eat meat. Juehai showed a look of embarrassment.

"Is your master a monk?" the wooden head ......," he said, not showing the appearance of a Buddhist child, knocking on the head of the apprentice.

"But I'm a monk, and it's against the precepts of the Buddha to go and buy meat, and the people in the market will talk about me again. ”

"No one will say you if you wear this. Bu Xian picked up an extremely broken straw hat from the ground and threw it on the little apprentice's head, and then said to him with a serious expression: "By the way, you are not allowed to find Xuan'er to accompany you." ”

Jiang Xuanjuehai, the daughter who didn't mention it, blushed slightly, and replied weakly: "Got it." Then he bowed his head and left.

When Xiao Juehai walked out of the stele forest, the alarm bell in the temple in the distance rang sharply, and the figure of the monk disappeared out of thin air, leaving only those cardinals who were still picking up food.

At this moment, in a secret hall of Tianchen Temple, several old monks were already sitting together.

"Of the four hidden temples, we are the only one left. Xuan Jing, can you send someone to the Jiulong Temple to investigate?" The person who spoke was the abbot of Tianchen Temple, who was in a purple and red robe, with square eyebrows and broad ears.

"I haven't sent anyone to go yet, this trip is far away, and there is no better candidate in Xuan Jing's heart, so I ask the abbot to make a decision. "What is called Xuan Jing is a thin old monk who is old and long-looking.

After listening to Xuan Jing's reply, he did not look back and showed a worried look, in recent years, the Buddhist family has also begun to decline, and there are only a handful of disciples who have cultivated the sage King Kong in Tianchen Temple, and the only disciple who is more dusty is not obvious and has returned to the world. The old abbot glanced at the monks around him and said: "The White Elephant Temple and the Shenyuan Temple Array Soul Spirit Stone are both naturally disillusioned, which means that my Buddhist disciples have truly completed their mission, and the shattering of the Soul Spirit Stone of the Nine Dragons Temple is a terrible omen...... If someone forcibly breaks into the Demon Liberation Array and releases the Demon King, the consequences will ......"

"Senior Abbot doesn't need to worry, after the incarnation of my Buddhist family, I think that the demon king Chaoluo of Jiulong Temple has already escaped the devil's path, and even if he is released, he will no longer harm the world. Buxian, who appeared in the secret hall out of thin air, interrupted the abbot Buhui's speech.

"The demon body can be broken, the demon heart can be changed, but the demon spirit is difficult to get rid of...... You must not be deceived by the appearance of the devil. He didn't look back and said with some seriousness.

"Got it. Senior Abbot, otherwise you will send me to Jiulong Temple. Xuan'er and Juehai have also reached the age of joining the WTO, and I want to take them out for a tour. Buxian stepped forward to petition.

"Didn't your mother-in-law shout again?" asked him in a deep voice, knowing his junior brother who had always been difficult to restrain with the Dharma.

"No, no, of course not. He hurriedly denied it while showing a weak smile.

The old abbot thought seriously for a while and said, "After all, the Nine Dragon Temple is in the demon world, so it's okay for you to go." ”

"Thank you, senior brother. "It doesn't seem that the abbot agrees, and it disappears in an instant, as if I am afraid that I will not regret it.

Without leaving, the old abbot did not reply and the rest of the old monks only clasped their hands together and said, "There is no Amitabha." ”

After the blink of an eye.

The inconspicuous figure appeared outside the gate of the main hall of the Tianchen Temple.

Inside the door, the little monk Juehai walked out and was looking down and counting a few spars in his hand.

Juehai looked up and saw that it was not visible, stopped in front of him and said, "Master, you are going to break the temple rules again." ”

"If I don't break the temple rules, can you play chess with me?" Buxian asked with a straight face.

Juehai, who has never been a master's opponent in chess, hesitated and stood aside: "Then you better go down." But you have to be careful Hongzun, you talked in your sleep again the night before, it's all scary. ”

"Did you hear me?" said me?" said the unobtrusive smile, bending over to stare at the apprentice.

"The little monk really doesn't remember. I'm going to buy meat for my wife. Juehai suddenly ran away, and threw down a sentence behind him, "Master laughed evilly, I'll go and tell Xuan'er to go." ”