"It's not you!"

Fang Yan held a light flying sword in his hand and pointed at the black-robed man opposite.

"Hehe~"

The black-robed man was holding a sharp sword, with cyan silk spikes floating on the hilt, and on the blade near the hilt, five small characters were engraved "Ten Thousand Ghost Caves Linzhi". His face was hidden in a shadow, and he let out an ugly sneer, sneering, "Of course the person who is digging up the dragon veins and destroying the dragon's lair, of course it's not me. ”

Fang Yan secretly said badly, the person in front of her was in the merger period, she couldn't break through the other party's entanglement and defense for a while, and at the same time, he wasn't sure if this person was the one who stood in the way.

"Since you can't break the defense for a while, let's take a two-pronged approach, and attack the heart first."

With a decision in his heart, Fang Yan opened the eyes of truth, and the delusional talent looked over, and the corner of his mouth sneered.

It turned out that the true figure of the other party was blessed by its delusional effect, and it was unobstructed at a glance, and the other party only looked at his face, and he couldn't see anything, but the body under the black robe was wrapped in a wide robe, this was a monk.

"You are obviously a monk, but why do you want to help the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, dig the dragon veins to destroy the dragon's den, and seize the Divine Dragon, let me guess if you are the ...... of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance planted in the Buddhist Gate"

Fang Yan is unforgiving, and has been stimulating him with words, revealing his true veil, while clenching the flying sword in his hand and waiting for him.

"Shut up!"

The black-robed man snorted, and rushed over, The long sword in his hand pulled a few sword flowers, and the cold light turned into small white flowers blooming, Each one is very beautiful, but after each flower is in full bloom, it must usher in a wither, when the flower withers, the tongue's action will be sluggish, and finally the body is difficult to move.

"Hehe......"

Fang Yan knew that the other party had already moved to kill, unlike just now who just wanted to drag her down, he was said to be secretive from the bottom of his heart, and he had to choose the killer.

With a sneer, Fang Yan said, "I won't play with you anymore." ”

When the words fell, there were two more mirror flowers and water moon clones around him, and two flying swords were condensed with the water flow in the pond next to him, one light flying sword and one heavy flying sword, which cooperated with each other and started a fight with the black-robed man.

"The demon is gone!"

The black-robed man flew through the interception of the two clones, and stabbed a sword at the dialect itself.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound like a bubble cracking, the body of the dialect became one with its surroundings and disappeared.

"Damn it!"

The black-robed man looked around, didn't find the figure of Fang Yan, scolded fiercely, and looked back, the two doppelgangers had already been killed, so he had to continue to raise his sword to meet it.

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"Who the hell is that roadblocker, and where is he hiding?"

Fang Yan has been searching for the temple, except for the mortals hiding in the temple, there are countless low-ranking monks, wandering around with monk sticks in hand, and there is no trace of any suspicious figure at all.

"But...... The heavens showed that the roadblocker was hiding in the temple and continued to destroy the dragon veins. ”

Fang Yan knew that if she didn't follow the display of the heavenly machine and get rid of the person who stood in the way, it would be even more difficult for her to take away the Divine Dragon of Qi Luck, and there would be a lot of obstacles.

"For today's plan, the only way to do this is to cut off the beard."

There was no trace of the roadblocker left and right, and the dialect decided to make a bold attempt to cut off the beard halfway, which was the most risky approach and the one with the lowest success rate.

Now, she had to try, because the dragon veins had been dug up, and the dragon's lair had been completely destroyed.

The Divine Dragon of Fortune is gradually breaking away from the South Zheng Kingdom.

"The Mingtang cross has a mystery, and the green dragons before and after are photographed. The dragon rests and the cold disaster is coming, and the empty toiling horse protects the dragon......"

The dialect has words in his mouth, holds a jade bowl, and steps on the Beidou, constantly cutting luck and establishing a connection with the dragon of luck.

After half a burnt incense, he stretched out his hand, lightly buttoned the jade bowl, and shouted at the luck dragon in the sky.

"Come to my bowl......"

"Roar!"

The Divine Dragon of Luck began to struggle, trying to break through the restraints and fly towards the dialect.

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"I lost."

Qianling Daoist put away the blood-colored long knife, looked at the white-clothed monk and said, Even at this time, he could still rely on the slight tremor of the snow-white robe to feel the surging river of spiritual power under his robe, and the momentum of the flow was as fast as thunder, a robe, that is, a small thousand worlds.

Buddhism is unlearned, abbot heaven and earth.

The Thousand Spirit Dao people in that world couldn't see clearly, but they knew that if they were in it, it would really be turned upside down.

The beads on the chest of the white-robed monk slowly fell silent.

At this moment, the summit of a large peak in the north of the royal city shattered violently, and the sound was as heavy as thunder.

The Qianling Daoist gasped and said, "Huihai, isn't this appropriate?" ”

The white-clothed monk smiled: "I'm sorry, after devouring Xu Hanwen, the poor monk practiced the wild fox Zen, and also realized that he indulged the heart ape that had been locked up for eight hundred years, and learned the trick of watching the sea across the mountain." ”

said that he was embarrassed, but the white-clothed monk Huihai really didn't seem to be embarrassed.

The Thousand Spirit Daoist snorted coldly.

Hui Hai hesitated for a moment, and said with a serious face: "Indulging one's nature, and locking the heart ape and subduing the horse, is actually the same, even if it is replaced by the land sword immortal who held the sword of the Donghua Sect back then, he will be injured, of course, it is still unrealistic to defeat him with this." ”

The Thousand Spirit Daoist asked calmly, "That's all?" ”

Hui Hai smiled: "Of course it's more than that, the mystery involves Zen Buddhism, and the poor monk doesn't dare to put his beak, otherwise as long as he speaks, Lu Sui, who dominates the world, will come to trouble the poor monk, and now ......."

Qianling Dao suddenly laughed, snatched the flower head, and said, "Now you are not his opponent. ”

Hui Hai looked at him with his eyes, replied quietly, and said, "You are the same." ”

At this time, Nan Zhengguo's Qi Luck Divine Dragon let out a roar, and the sound shook the world.

Qianling Daoist said angrily: "We are fighting here to the death, and a little loach actually sneaked to cut off the beard, which is really annoying." ”

Huihai touched his bald head and said, "My task is to intercept you, and nothing else, even if Nan Zheng destroys the country today." ”

The Thousand Spirit Dao people sneered.

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"Bang!"

An arrow that is different from the dialect shoots through the sun and clouds, and from outside the city, the arrow faintly has thousands of ghosts crying, and thousands of shining stars, as if one arrow is enough to destroy a small world.

"I want to kill the dragon ......"

Fang Yan sneered, what the heavenly machine showed was indeed right, the abacus of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance was to destroy it if he couldn't grab it.

Reaching out and taking out a picture scroll from his bosom, on which was painted a beautiful woman in a red dress, with a lazy but noble temperament, in the mountains and forests, sitting in a quiet valley.

"This is a killer feature that Lao Tzu has been shooting for a long time!"

As the words fell, the picture scroll in Fang Yan's hand lit up, and Yan Ruweaving walked out of the mountain and sea scroll step by step, standing out of thin air, looking up at the arrows shot from the sky, and gently raising his hand.

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