The sword qi formed a strong white wave, spreading towards the surroundings.

Heaven and earth are illuminated by this brilliant light.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and the place where the sword qi light pillar bombarded, forming a huge deep pit.

Fahai exhaled, how tragic and tragic it was now.

The original white face was extremely black.

There was horror in his eyes.

The cloud dragon robe granted by the master is also a top-notch mysterious weapon, and it has also broken several big holes at this moment.

If it weren't for the golden bowl blocking it for a moment, I'm afraid it would have been under the blow just now.

I have to become half-dead anyway.

Fahai's eyes stared at Lin Han who was leisurely in the sky, his fists clenched, and then he let go.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable.

Ah, I'm sorry, I went to the wrong set.

Do it all over again.

Amitabha.

After the opening of the Heavenly Eye, he faintly noticed a hint of clues.

It was indeed reckless just now, this guy is indeed human.

It's just that the cultivation method is tainted with a trace of demonic energy.

Fahai clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and said loudly:

"The donor's immortal weapon is already better than the poor monk, and I hope that the donor will be kind and don't do evil. ”

Lin Han sneered when he heard his words.

"What's the matter, I'm a little unconvinced by what you say, do you feel like I'm bullying you with a big sword?"

Fahai's face was calm when he heard this, and he didn't answer.

I don't really want to deal with you.

Now that the big demon has been eliminated, he just wants to return to Qingshan Temple as soon as possible.

Good life and cultivation, dedicated to the Buddha.

It's definitely not because I feel ashamed to be defeated by this guy.

Fahai pinched the trick with his right hand, and a flash of light flashed on the torn robe, turning it new.

Of course, this is just a trick.

You can't let yourself go back in such embarrassment.

He stepped forward, came to Fa Ming, and said in a calm tone:

"Senior brother, let's go. ”

Fa Ming looked at him carefully, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

He was tempted to say:

"Senior brother, half of your eyebrows have been burned off. ”

But after thinking about it, I still forget it.

It's useless to say it, you can't burn the other half anymore.

Lin Han watched the two of them prepare to leave, and suddenly thought of something.

Subconsciously asked:

"By the way, will you participate in the five-nation hegemony?"

Fahai stopped, a different color flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Qingshan Temple will not participate, it seems that the donor is a contestant of the Yunmeng Empire. ”

The thoughts in his heart turned, and five or six figures appeared in his mind.

It's a lot more fun that way.

Hehe, you guys, it seems that Feng Qinghe has immortal-level weapons.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said:

"Then I wish the donor a victory. ”

If there was any word to describe Fahey's current mood, it would be.

Gloat.

......

Soon after

Fahai walked on the official road with a Zen staff in his hand, followed by Fa Ming.

Suddenly, he let out a soft sigh and stopped.

His eyes looked at the figure in the distance.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Uncle Huizhen. ”

"Uncle Huizhen. ”

The white-eyed old monk nodded when he heard this, and his face was cold.

His gaze lingered on Fahai for a moment, his face strange.

Said with a smile:

"Senior nephew, why are half of your eyebrows missing, isn't it incompetent?"

When Fahai heard this, he didn't say anything.

Although this person is his own teacher, he is a halfway monk.

He has an arrogant personality and often violates the precepts of the temple.

When he becomes the host, he will definitely expel this person from Qingshan!

The white-eyed old monk looked around, and said indifferently:

"Strange, the old man obviously felt that there was an immortal weapon exuding majestic power before, but the two of you know?"

Fahey's eyes flashed with a strange color when he heard his words.

Hands folded and said:

"The immortal weapon is already the master, and I hope that the master will eliminate his greed. ”

The white-eyed old monk sneered and retorted:

"There are very few immortal weapons in Qingshan Temple, and the old man is also thinking about the sect, don't think too much about me!"

Fahai shook his head and did not reveal any trace of Lin Han.

Although I was angry in my heart, it was not necessary for such a thing to lead the trouble.

As the white-eyed old monk spoke, his eyes lit up.

As if sensing the breath of the immortal weapon, the figure disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Fa Ming's face changed slightly, and he asked urgently:

"Senior brother, what should we do?"

"Chase!"

Endless plains.

Lin Han looked at the white-eyed old monk who suddenly appeared, and was a little stunned.

What the hell, how do you keep encountering strange things lately?

Centipede spirit, snake spirit, monk.

So, what's going on again?

Subconsciously use the "insight" skill.

Target Name: Hye-jin.

The goal of cultivation is: the ninefold peak of metamorphosis.

Lin Han's eyes narrowed slightly after seeing his cultivation.

This guy's strength is a bit difficult to deal with.

The white-eyed old monk saw the Netherworld Sword in his hand, and his eyes showed joy.

"This benefactor, the long sword in your hand is related to Buddhism. ”

Hearing this, Lin Han was a little dumbfounded.

Oh my God.

He's really seen him for a long time today.

The white-eyed old monk saw that the young man in front of him did not react, and shook his head slightly.

With a smile, he stretched out his palm and said:

"The donor's long sword, can you let the old monk take a look?"

As he spoke, he quietly exuded an aura of arrogance.

The meaning is obvious.

Don't give?

Then don't blame the old man for being rude.

Lin Han smiled, and the current scene made him feel a little.

According to the experience of many years of fantasy novels, there are about three directions for the next plot.

One: You can't beat the white-eyed old monk, fall off the cliff at a critical moment, get an adventure, and then counterattack.

Two: When he was on the verge of death, he suddenly got an understanding and crushed the white-eyed old monk with a domineering momentum.

Three: Just when I couldn't stand it, some strong people suddenly helped.

He shook his head, thinking it was too old-fashioned.

And you, a dog thing, with the strength of the ninefold peak of the mortal.

Do you really think you can eat the young master?

"Dog, I advise you not to make trouble here, or you will die a miserable death. ”

"It's fate, it's fate that you have a hammer, don't think that if you look like an old man, this young master will keep his hand. ”

"Made, dare to do it, so that your father and mother don't know it. ”

Lin Han's mood was very simple, so let's say the most ruthless words first.

finally came to another world, and got the system again.

Can you still be bullied by this old thing?

No way.

He raised the Nether Sword in his hand and placed it around his neck.

The meaning is obvious.

If you dare to do it, cut off your dog's head.

When the white-eyed old monk heard his series of words, his whole person was shocked.

What a beautiful Chinese dialect.

After reacting, his body trembled and jumped like thunder.

Said angrily and with a smile:

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

"Hehe, dog, do you still need to say it?"

Lin Han didn't feel burdened at all, just kidding.

Could it be that if I speak well, people will not be able to snatch the immortal weapon?

At this time, Fahai and Fa Ming, who were hiding in the shadows, looked at each other and were a little dumbfounded.

This Tianjiao player of the Yunmeng Empire really has extraordinary qualities.

Fahai shook his head, originally thinking.

He and Fa Ming appeared and stood beside Lin Han.

made the so-called "uncle" jealous and retreated.

But after hearing Lin Han's series of beautiful words.

Fahai just wanted to give him a thumbs up and exclaim:

"You're really awesome. ”