The corpse dove is a four-grade ascetic, and since the ninety-one sect martial arts, he knows that he should have the strength of the god transformation period.

Mu Nan is only in the early stage of Yudan, and there is a difference of two realms from him.

But he didn't have the power and grace to sneak attack first, and now he didn't agree with him, and he had to do it first.

Mu Nan didn't dare to slack off.

I was ready to slip away in my heart.

"It's not too late for the so-called gentleman to take revenge for ten years, the dead thief is bald, meet again, I will definitely put your hair on your head! Haha, there will be a date later! Chi! ”

Mu Nan laughed wildly, and the Soul Gathering Coffin turned into a streamer, and instantly swept into the distance.

The speed at which Han Yuechang turned the defensive Dao weapon into a flying Dao weapon can be described as taking precautions.

No, that's when the advantages come into play?

The corpse dove can't break the defense of the soul coffin, there are thousands of means, and you can do it freely!

Mu Nan ran wildly for half an hour, and the best spirit stone was exhausted by six pieces.

When he released his consciousness and found that there was no abnormality around him, he slowed down.

He said to himself, "Death thief! Hmph, what can I do? ”

"Little thief, why did you just say that we will meet again?"

Before he could catch his breath, he suddenly heard the slightly teasing voice of the corpse dove in his ears.

"! How could it come so quickly! ”

Mu Nan didn't dare to delay, and with a wave of his hand, he sneaked six top-grade spirit stones into the groove.

Raised the speed of the Soul Gathering Coffin to the extreme, and fled for another half an hour.

Almost in a panic.

Let the scene in your eyes change wildly.

This is not the time to talk about it.

The corpse dove's life-seeking Sanskrit sound, even the Yang God of the Transformation Period, Long Zhantian, was blasted out of the body.

He is only in the Dan Realm, and he still relies on his divine sense.

Isn't it that with one blow, it will become six on the left hand and seven on the right hand?

A very six-plus-seven?

When the best spirit stone was replaced for the third time, Mu Nan felt a little distressed, and cursed the corpse dove vigorously.

"In vain, if you are a monk, you have compassion on your lips, your heart and eyes are not the size of a needle, poison is bald, bald is poison, you are a thief!"

The corpse dove was not very old, seemed to have a playful heart, looked cheap, stretched out half of his bald head, shook in front of the coffin board of the soul gathering coffin, and said in a shy:

"Little thief, meet again!"

"The ghost is not gone!" Mu Nan gathered the soul coffin again, and panicked: "The power of the god transformation period is so despicable. ”

"Dang!"

There was a crunch.

The corpse dove took the demon slaying pestle and gently tapped it on the soul gathering coffin:

"The thief! Do you have a way to grow your hair? ”

Mu Nan's face was full of helplessness, and he replied: "Polishing and waxing with reoquiang!" ”

With that, the spiritual power tumbled and poured into the Soul Gathering Coffin.

Fleeing in embarrassment.

"Dang!"

Another crunch.

The corpse dove sat on the coffin of the soul gathering with a big grin, lowered his bald head, and looked at the lid of the coffin:

"The thief said, but can you polish and wax? What is Rejoice? ”

Mu Nan's face turned pale.

It seems that the bitter gall is mashed and used to apply to the face: "Are you annoyed!" You are a monk! It's still soft, and it's useless to moisten your hair for a hundred years! ”

The corpse dove didn't care, and took the soul gathering coffin as a wooden fish, and slammed the demon pestle on the soul gathering coffin:

"Little thief, where is the poor monk's hair?"

"Hey!"

Mu Nan's Imperial Envoy Soul Gathering Coffin stopped.

I can't escape, so I just don't escape.

Flying at full strength for an hour in a row, it is said that the corpse dove will take some time to chase.

What's more, he deliberately made an eighteen turns on the mountain road halfway!

It is not difficult to see from the actions of the corpse dove that he has been flying with him!

Moreover, it seems to be extremely comfortable.

Even a few curses could be heard clearly.

This feels like Huang Bo stealing bread and being chased and beaten by an electric donkey!

End of grievances.

"Is that funny to you? Bully me into a Yudan realm? ”

"Interesting! It's so much fun! It's been a long time since the poor monk has seen such an interesting thing! It's more fun than cat and mouse! ”

"It's more interesting than the widow next door taking a bath?"

"That's not as good as that! Hum...... The little thief said, it is so obscene! ”

"Phew!" Mu Nan erected the coffin of the Gathering Soul and scolded: "You despicable and shameless and obscene slut and bald! Peeking at the widow taking a bath, forcing the good to become a prostitute, and losing the conscience of the heavens......"

The corpse dove blushed, stepped back more than ten feet and sat in the air, and interrupted:

"The thief said, annoyed and angry? Such an insult to a poor monk, not afraid of falling into the hell of tongue pulling out after death? ”

"Tongue pulling out hell plucked your tongue first, saving you from being full of benevolence and morality, but you are a belly of male thieves and prostitutes!"

Mu Nan cursed as he swept his divine sense around through the Soul Gathering Coffin.

I couldn't help but feel out of breath.

Except for the six more fiery red copper pillars around the body, there is no change in the other scenery.

In other words, he has been circling around the six bronze pillars all this hour.

No wonder the corpse dove looks like a neat and swishing swish, and it is clearly a bit of a joke watching the stupid donkey grinding!

Mu Nanchang exhaled, resisted the urge to give him a basket of mother's blessings, and asked:

"Thief bald, did I fall for your ecstasy?"

The corpse nodded hypocritically, revealing a false appreciation:

"The thief is still smart. The Bronze Pillar Prison Town is to borrow the power of the sixth hell of Buddhism, the Bronze Pillar Hell, to lay down a killing array, and you will not be able to escape even if you have the power to reach the sky. Don't say that you are a little ant in the Dan stage, even if you are also in the god transformation stage, you will also bow down and kill. ”

"You thief, how can your methods be so filthy and filthy!"

Mu Nan said, his face flushed with a hint of pain.

I thought that the strange bell of the corpse was broken, and only the evil methods such as the life-seeking Sanskrit sound were left.

Historically, sonic attacks have a distance limit, and you can break the enemy by escaping and avoiding them.

Unexpectedly, he actually had such a suppressive technique.

"Amitabha!" The corpse looked at him with a smile: "The thief is in the face!" Black cats and white cats, don't you smell it, and if you catch mice, you are a good cat? ”

Mu Nan didn't dare to rashly walk out of the soul gathering coffin, and said through the coffin:

"Speaking of which, you and I have no enmity, so why bother to force each other? What's more, I have already informed my master, Fairy Shuyun, that she will arrive at any time, and it will not be me who will escape then! Wouldn't it be great if everyone broke up and didn't do anything now? ”

As he spoke, he emphasized in a very sincere tone: "I don't hold grudges! ”

"Haha!" The corpse laughed very presumptuously, as if he had heard a big joke.

"As soon as the Bronze Pillar Prison Town comes out, it is like a projection of the Bronze Pillar Hell in the mortal world, can you send a plea for help to the world in the hell? Deceiving Buddhism, the sin is one more degree! ”

"Thief bald!" Mu Nan's lie was exposed on the spot, and the cold air gasped, still pretending to be calm:

"So what? Whether my master is here or not, can you break my defense? Since there is no means to defeat the enemy, why not raise a glass to invite Mingyue? Anyway, I have two nice bottles here......"

"Little thief!" The corpse dove interrupted him: "The poor monk has received the three altar precepts, and he does not drink!" ”

"Even people take a peek in the shower, do you care about drinking some wine?" Mu Nan said disdainfully: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart." ”

The corpse dove sat upright, sang the Buddha's words, and said, "If the world learns from me, it will be like falling into the devil's way!" ”

"Aren't you like Dodge now, and you're in the middle of it?" Mu Nan smiled: "If it's not vulgar, I'll help you with the whole hood, and I'll take it first!" ”

The corpse dove seemed to have had enough, and the treasure was solemn: "Look at these six copper pillars!" ”

Mu Nan followed his voice and looked around.

The copper pillar was red.

The embossing depicts the ghosts stripped off the clothes of the flowing souls, and let them hug the copper pillar naked.

A charcoal fire is burned in the barrel and a fan is constantly fanned.

The moment the souls touched the bronze pillar, their skin and flesh were opened, and the smoke was burning.

The painful expression came alive.

The corpse continued, "What if you have a defensive weapon? The poor monk will suppress you under the bronze pillar hell for life, so that you can reflect on your own mistakes and bear the pain of boundless darkness. ”

"Didn't you just say it well, how can you say that you turned your face and turned your face? Thief bald, you're a sour-faced dog, aren't you? ”

Mu Nan took advantage of the gap between words, and his mind was running at high speed.

Countless thoughts flashed, and they were denied by themselves one by one.

The realm is too different.

With the current cultivation, there is no one who can handle it more than the Nine Questions.

But in addition to the first question of what is the life, the second question of what is the extreme, and the third question of the geometry of life, there has been no progress in the near future.

What made him even more helpless was that these three forms could only support him to use the second form with his spiritual power.

The spiritual power consumed by the third form cannot be sustained!

The strong use of geometry is not comparable to the power of the thunder.

Even if the corpse dove stands still and lets him cut it, it may not be able to make a contribution.