The old monk's last blow shattered the god's skull.

And the strength of God's body, like a wild horse, scattered out and flew dozens of feet away from Erha, who had turned into a golden body.

Zhao Yu still grabbed the god's arms with both hands, and his strength swept by, but it was difficult to shake Zhao Yu in the slightest.

However, the old monk turned the white mang in his hand into a shield in an instant, protecting his body tightly.

Even the violent energy that flattened half of Jingshan was already difficult to hurt in the slightest.

"Divine Stone?!"

Zhao Yu's eyes widened, staring at the bowl in the old monk's hand that was gradually losing its glory.

This thing is a great thing, according to Zhao Yu's memory, even ordinary people who are powerless can easily kill the top masters when they get this thing!

Of course, this is just an analogy.

Even if ordinary people take this thing and want to fall on the top master, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

"Do you recognize it?"

The old monk squeezed the bowl in his hand tightly, and raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yu, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Heard ......"

Zhao Yu nodded, and slightly collected the greed in his eyes.

"Legend has it that Nuwa mended the sky and left behind four sacred stones, one of which is the ice spirit, which is now hidden in the Xia Wang's mansion to guard the body of the ancestors of the Lu family.

Second, it was found by the Sword Worship Villa a hundred years ago, and wanted to create a peerless sword.

The third is ......"

Saying this, Zhao Yu's right hand moved slightly, and a long knife with a cold light appeared in his hand.

Snow Drink Knife!!

"The third is the snow drinking knife in my hand!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yu looked at the bowl in the monk's hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

The fourth is the bowl in the hands of the great monk.

If Zhao Yu is not mistaken, the divine stone in the monk's hand is the most magical one among the four divine stones.

The body is like water, and it can be ever-changing.

And the person who holds him can even increase his own skills dozens of times!!

Martial arts practice, like a rock climber climbing the peak.

This is dozens of times, but it is not as simple as adding up.

Otherwise, why did God give this thing to a scholar back then, and if the scholar held it, he would be able to kill the woman who had learned the trick of moving the heavens?!

It's just that Zhao Yu remembered at the time that it seemed to be stated in the book that the woman had already noticed it when the scholar raised the bowl.

It's just that she's such an idiot, but she wants to use the so-called feelings to measure the scholar's humanity.

The results can be imagined......

"I remember that this thing should be under the West Lake in Hangzhou, if it is away from that boundary for a long time, there will be a great disaster."

Zhao Yu followed his train of thought and slowly cleared up this memory.

"Yes, the January period is approaching, and the old monk needs to send this thing back to its original place as soon as possible."

The great monk listened to Zhao Yu's words, and the look of vigilance in his expression weakened slightly.

Since Zhao Yu knew so much about it, he should understand that once this thing exceeded the period of one month, the rich southern kingdom would become a purgatory on earth!

After the great monk finished speaking, he bowed to Zhao Yu, and then turned around to leave.

Zhao Yu wants the Divine Stone?

There is no doubt about this, when he saw the old monk turning the divine stone into a shield to resist the strength, he had the intention of robbing it.

But after thinking about it carefully, this thing is a scourge after all.

Although he is not a good person, but because of his greed, millions of lives in the southern country will be ruined, and Zhao Yu still can't be so ruthless.

Hey, after all, we're still good people......

Just when Zhao Yu was comforting himself, the great monk suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Yu and frowned slightly.

"Master, and the teaching?"

Seeing that the great monk was going and returning, Zhao Yu, who wanted to check on Erha, immediately stopped.

The words were polite, but the internal breath flowed in an instant.

In the profession of monk, there are many people who are compassionate and compassionate, and there is no shortage of extremists.

Why did the great monk kill the gods, Zhao Yu was clear in his heart.

And now he, whether it is cultivation or means, is enough to make this old monk strike again.

"The old monk has never met you, why do you know that the old monk has murderous intentions for the ancestors?"

The old monk couldn't figure it out, and the monks were the most taboo and entangled, so they simply asked.

"Old monk, don't forget, I was born in Jinyiwei and was in charge of the Beisi Zhenfu envoy, in this world, there are still things that Jinyiwei doesn't know?"

Zhao Yu smiled and opened his mouth to come.

The great monk didn't care, raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Even so, the donor has now reached the realm of heaven and man, can you know that there are people in this world who can kill the donor?" ”

Kill me?

Zhao Yu was stunned, he really hadn't thought much about this question.

I didn't want to do it before, because this was a nonsense for Zhao Yu before.

The world is so big that there is a sea of people who can kill him.

But now it's different.

With the two great magical powers of Buddhism, and the strong internal breath such as Yuanji Moke Immeasurable as the foundation, there are also a lot of divine weapons in his hands.

Looking at the world, there are probably not many people and things that can kill themselves.

In his previous life, when he was sitting on salted fish, Zhao Yu had seen countless things.

Understand a truth, the more you are in this situation, the more cautious you must be.

But one or two people who know their fate are enough to capsize themselves in the gutter.

"Please also ask the great monk to teach!"

Zhao Yu turned around and respectfully bowed to the great monk.

"The donor can wear clothes first and listen to the old monk slowly!"

The old monk smiled slightly and said indifferently.

A cool breeze swept by, and Zhao Yu suddenly felt a chill coming from his lower body.

When I looked down, in addition to the two sets of talisman armor, I was naked!

How many times has this been?

Zhao Yu's face was dark, and with a movement of one hand, a robe appeared in his hand, wrapped around his body at will, and looked at the great monk.

"The donor has the mantle of the ancestor of Dharma, inherits the golden bell cover in Moke, and then learns the roar of the master, so it seems that I have a lot of roots in Buddhism."

"The old monk is willing to speak, and he also sees that the donor has no ambition, and he has the great virtue of saving the people in the spring snow of the previous year, and he has a good ...... in his heart."

The old monk talked for a long time, but he didn't catch a word of the main man's words, and Zhao Yu almost fell asleep when he heard it.

"Like the benefactor, the world can hurt the people, but there are only four ......"

Hearing that the old monk finally turned to the topic, Zhao Yu's spirit was shocked, and he immediately pricked up his ears.

It's a matter of his family's life, so he can't be careless.

"One of them is in that peerless city!"

The old monk looked in the direction of Taiyuan Mansion in the northwest and said softly.

Matchless City?

Zhao Yuyi frowned, he still had some understanding of Wushuang City, and the most powerful one was the Sword Saint Dugu Sword.

But according to his current cultivation, Dugu Jian doesn't seem to be his opponent at all, except for realizing Sword Twenty-Three in advance!

Besides, even if he realizes the twenty-third sword, it is difficult to see that he can break through the golden bell jar that he is about to break through, right?

"It's not Juggernaut ......"

The old monk looked at Zhao Yu's face and already understood what Zhao Yu had thought.

But before he could deliberately be vain, Zhao Yu, who had heard his words, had already rushed in front of him and said the object that the Peerless City could threaten him.

"Martial Saint Sword Technique. Love in a Fallen City?! ”

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