"Damn, this guy actually uses poison!"

"Bastard, it's Nanling Miaojiang's mystery*soul scattered, this thing is colorless and tasteless, no wonder it will make Lao Tzu tricked. Eight?? 一 Chinese ?(一)."

"I'll go to his grandmother, the moon worshippers are really insidious and cunning, I knew this was the case, I should have split him directly!"

......

The audience suddenly resounded with a burst of angry scolding, everyone angrily denounced, condemned, abused, and glared angrily at the scorpion tail braid, if the voice and eyes can kill, I am afraid that this scorpion tail braid has been killed by them many times.

However, the blind distraction almost wiped out the more than 1,000 monks watching in the audience at this moment, but the scorpion tail braid was not as excited as expected, just because at this time, not only the white-eyed old monk of the Rotten Ke Temple, who had reached the ninth order of Ning Dan, seemed to be fine, but the young man with a hat who was in the Dao realm on the opposite side and was obviously only the fifth order of Bigu was also not hit.

This is impossible, the Ecstasy * Soul Scatter is known as the most mysteries in the world, even if it is because the great powers of the Ning Dan period have a physique that is invulnerable to all poisons and the results are weak, but it is not even a monk in the initiation stage of the cultivation of the Bigu period can't let go?

The pupils of the scorpion tail braided suddenly contracted, and his eyes stared at the young man in the hat, and said, "What kind of person are you, who are not affected by the ecstasy?"

The young man in the hat picked up a thumb-sized pill with the middle finger of his thumb like a trick in his right hand, and said lightly: "Nanling Miaojiang's ecstasy is just scattered, is the medicine very strong, what if you touch my Qingxin Pill?"

"What, the Three Pins Pill Qingxin Pill?"

Scorpion's tail braid's face changed suddenly: "The Qingxin Pill prescription is said to have been lost more than 10,000 years ago, how can you have this kind of pill in your hands?"

"Isn't it strange?" The young man in the hat lifted the twenty-zhang long giant sword upside down in his hand, held the unconscious and unruly girl, and walked step by step towards the direction of the scorpion tail braid under the stage, and said: "Even this sword of the demon god Gu Liufang's predecessor more than 10,000 years ago, the Demon Sword, can see the light of day, and what is there to make a fuss about one or two lost prescriptions reappearing in the world?"

Speaking of this, he nodded with his chin in the direction of the old abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple not far away, and said casually: "I think what Your Excellency should be most concerned about at the moment is how to deal with the thunder wrath of a ninth-order powerhouse of the Ning Dan Stage." ”

As if in response to the words of the young man in the hat, the old monk who was the abbot of the Rotten Ke Temple with white eyebrows suddenly burst into tears, and his voice revealed an indescribable majesty and domineering, and said: "Hand over the antidote to ecstasy, otherwise, Hugh blames the old man for not showing mercy." ”

The level masters of the Ning Dan period were originally rare in Kyushu Big 6, and each of them can be called the top figures standing at the top of the pyramid of the cultivation world, not to mention that the cultivation of the white-eyed old monk has reached the ninth order of Ning Dan, and he is only half a step away from breaking through the infant barrier and catching up with the footsteps of Hai Dongqing, the first person in Kyushu.

The end of angering a big coffee of this level will certainly not be easy.

But instead of showing the slightest panic and fear at this time, Scorpion Tail Pigtail smiled strangely at the two of them, and said, "Do you really think that I will only use this little bit of ecstasy to deal with you Western Qin cultivation elites?"

The white-eyed old monk sneered and said, "Just with that overlord who has been hiding in the shadows and doesn't dare to show up? His cultivation should still be at the eighth order of Ning Dan, right? Hmph, after so many years, the realm has not even improved at all, and this guy is afraid that this guy will only stop here in this life." ”

The scorpion tail braid was shocked, and subconsciously took three steps back, stared wide-eyed, stared at the white-eyed old monk opposite, and said, "You, you even know everything?"

The white-eyed old monk glanced at him lightly, and then moved his gaze to the craggy and strange rocks not far away, which was a holy place in the Langke Temple, and it was a place where the Buddhas of the past dynasties passed on their teachings and solved their doubts.

Every strange stone there is a Buddha statue carved out by the monks of the Langke Temple with a karmic knife, there are one hundred and eight Arhats swinging Arhat array, there are four ancient Buddha gates, Vajra Protector Fierce Battle Four Divine Beasts, there is Buddha Gautama Bodhi Tree under the enlightenment and soaring......

However, at this moment, there is a master of the Moon Worship Empire who has always been at odds with the Western Qin people, and the head of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land from the first sect of the Moon Worship Empire's official seal empire is scattered.

Fifty years ago, the white-eyed old monk had a martial arts competition with the first person in the court of the Moon Worship Empire that lasted three days and three nights, so when this person appeared near the Rotten Ke Temple, the white-eyed old monk recognized the other party's breath for the first time.

"Alas!"

A middle-aged man in black with a knife slowly turned out from behind the stone carving of the Buddha Gautama, and sighed heavily at the white-eyed old monk: "I haven't seen it for many years, Master Jiaye's demeanor is still the same, but it's a pity that Mu is no longer what he used to be." ”

Danfeng eyes, hooked nose, long shawl, when this tyrant Mu Santeng was young, he must also be a stumbling son who has fallen in love with countless girls in his boudoir.

It's just that now the sideburns on both sides of the middle-aged man are a little white, and his face has an indescribable sense of vicissitudes, and his voice is even more lonely......

The white-eyed old monk put out a flower shape with both hands, and said: "The Buddha said that dreams are not illusions, mirror flowers are flowers, but the angle of viewing is a problem, and the same is true for cultivation, everything should go with the flow, stick to your heart, don't force it, feel free, quiet!"

"Buzz"!

With the last word "Jing" of the white-eyed old monk, everyone present, including the young man on the stage, couldn't help but tremble.

The middle-aged man in black with a sword and white temples couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face: "I haven't seen you for fifty years, and I don't think that Zen Master Jiaye's meditation is even more perfect, and he must have reached the eighth layer of the realm of 'going to stay at will'." ”

The white-eyed old monk clasped his hands together, pronounced a Buddha name, and said: "It's a pity that Brother Badao has been too obsessed with condensing the sword intent over the years, and this is the phase, so the realm does not advance but retreats, which is a pity." ”

The middle-aged man in black slowly untied the simple and unpretentious bronze scimitar on his back, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Over the years, Mu has obviously felt that his spirit is gradually declining, but he owed a favor to the royal family of the Bai family back then, so today he is entrusted by him, and Mu has to do what he does." ”

"Okay," the white-eyed old monk Jiaye said lightly: "The end of the hero is buried in the Spring and Autumn Period." Cultivators are most taboo to die of old age in silence, and the old man Guan overbearing brother has reached the end of the mountain and water in this life, come on, let the old man give you a ride in the end!"

As if they had a soul in their hearts, the two of them flew together to the edge of the selfless cliff behind the Rotten Ke Temple, and fought together with fists and knives.

At this time, the only people who were still standing in the martial arts arena were the scorpion tail braids with a scorpion tail and earrings, and a hat boy wearing a big hat and a hat with a twenty-zhang long demon sword in one hand.