Drawing a sword is naturally not created by a lifelong monk himself, this is Tang Qian's sword, and it is also Tang Qian's swordsmanship, and the most important thing is that Tang Qian is also here, but maybe he doesn't necessarily use it better than a lifelong monk.

A lifetime monk whether in Buddhism, or practice, will always draw inferences, even out of the blue is commonplace for him, when he was in Zhongzhou, there was no temple of the mastery he could not learn, and as long as he learned the moves, supernatural powers, methods, power will increase, a lifetime monk himself is actually sometimes a little strange, this situation he was an accident before he began to pay attention, once he learned a down-and-out sect from the beginning of the inheritance of the spell.

A shabby animal skin, with very bad writing, and then a lifelong monk simply looked at it and used it better than the sect master of that sect.

This may be talent, so painting a sword is also extremely exquisite in the hands of a lifetime.

"If he had a paintbrush in his hand. The temple Buddha whispered, its huge hand blocked in front of him, Tang Qian was another sword, there was still no sword in his hand, but once again left an extremely deep ravine in the temple Buddha's hand. The temple Buddha's eyes were deep: "Can the brush belong to one person, and then another person can also use it?"

"Hey, did you find out faster than you imagined?" Tang Qian looked at the eyes of the temple Buddha, now the temple Buddha's eyes are bigger than Tang Qian's whole person, but Tang Qian still looked at the temple Buddha's eyes very easily. Tang Qian's eyes didn't even show a trace of panic: "Then it seems that I should try not to be caught by you as much as possible." ”

The reason why a monk has no mana in his life, and the sword is still very fast is that there can only be one pen, but this pen is Tang Qian's, Tang Qian used his broken sword as a link to connect the mana, and then a lifelong monk can rely on this sword to make a series of actions that do not conform to common sense.

But the pen or sword has always been only one, so even if this is Tang Qian's back hand, he is equivalent to his own mana divided, the temple Buddha doesn't even dare to think about it, if it weren't for the fact that this person needs to take care of his friends, or if it weren't for the fact that the monk in his life happened to be calculated to drink blood rice porridge, it is estimated that whether it is himself or the two wastes below here, he would have been killed a long time ago.

The same thing is used by two people, and there will always be a gap when they change hands in the middle, and the only chance for the temple Buddha is this gap.

It is complicated to say, the temple Buddha also raised his hand in an instant, and his palm slammed towards Tang Qian, as if a mountain had smashed over, and its thick voice as if it was a golden stone resounded throughout the entire Lianhua Mountain.

"Onslaught, if you don't want to die here. As soon as its words fell, both Yanzhi and the demon rushed forward without hesitation.

There were two or three spectators from afar.

The reason why it is said that it is two or three people is still in the field, only one child remains, and there is a hooded person standing around the main hall, and they are all far away.

Every move of the temple Buddha is the earth shaking the mountains.

Taoist fairy wind bones, slender body, long beard white, face is very ruddy, his eyes are small but very godly, a somewhat red nose is very eye-catching, the Taoist robe on his body is very exquisite, there are seven stars twinkling, the seven brightest stars around there are countless stars as star maps, linked to each other, even if the ground cracks and landslides under his feet, the Taoist robe on his body can automatically circulate mana, and the stars flicker and wrap the ground under his feet, so that the Taoist can stand steadily.

Even if Tang Qian didn't know much about the situation in Yunzhou, the characteristics of this person were too obvious, and Tang Qian could recognize who this person was.

The master of the Seven Stars Sect, the Heavenly Star Daoist, this is not the original name of this person, every sect master of this sect has the same name, the best at formation, and at the same time can echo with the stars in the sky, and the child next to him is about four feet tall, not tall, and his appearance is also childlike, there is a cupola bun on his head, it looks like he is seven or eight years old, carved in pink, there is only one belly pocket on his body, the belly pocket is black, and it is not a blessing word or a peace beast, but a monster beast that looks long and vicious。

With long tentacles, sharp teeth, and fierce eyes, anyone looking at their belly pockets will think that this monster is looking at them.

This is the Year Beast.

The most hated thing about the year beast is red, so the child's belly pocket is black, this person's origin is also very interesting, it is the owner of the Rui Beast Villa, Li Ruihong, although he looks young, but he is an old monster who is thousands of years old, although he is a girl, but he has never shown himself in a more old state, and the belly pocket of the year beast is also her most famous feature.

She seemed more at ease than the man, her feet were actually floating in the air, no matter how the ground moved, she just gently touched the ground with her feet, floating upward.

These two people are the strongest of the strongest sects in Yunzhou, but when they got here, they didn't seem to want to get involved, even if they saw the appearance of the evil demon, they just shook their heads.

"Old fellow, I guess you're going to ask me what this thing is with what I know about all living beings in the heavens and on the ground, right?" In fact, when it comes to seniority and age, it is Li Ruihong, the owner of Rui Beast Mountain Villa, who is older and has a higher seniority, and the sect master of the Seven Pleiades Star Sect is just a "young man" who has practiced for hundreds of years, but this Li Ruihong seems to like to mention that others look older than him.

The old guy called Tianxing Daoren was very smooth.

The Tianxing Daoist looked at the battle in the field, and he watched it with relish, and he didn't say who he wanted to help, but he just saw that there were a few stars hidden in his small eyes, which seemed to be some kind of spell related to the eyes. Hearing Li Ruihong's words, he nodded, and said concisely: "That's exactly what I mean." ”

Li Ruihong snorted, although almost all the questions were said by herself, but she really seemed to be a Tianxing Daoist who seriously asked her this question, and shook her head and said: "If I am not mistaken, the evil demon in this is from the underworld." Rakshasa is a kind of living being, but most of the wicked people cannot be reincarnated after entering the underworld, and then the underworld came up with a way to make the Rakshasa atone for their sins, that is, let them become jailers, if they can atone for their sins, they can be reincarnated, so the general Rakshasa must be from the underworld......" Li Rui's pink face instantly turned pale, and two more golden bracelets appeared on the wrists of both hands in an instant, and the bracelets were covered with lines, and these lines also flashed with golden light in an instant, and the year beast on her belly pocket actually swam, as if she could leave her belly pocket and fight immediately, and then she said what she had been watching the battle for half an hour before she understood.

"Doesn't this thing mean that the underworld is open again?"

The Tianxing Daoist nodded thoughtfully at this time: "Master Li Zhuang is high." ”

It is not easy for this baby to be the suzerain of a big sect.

It is not easy for this old man to go hundreds of years without being killed.

The man with the hood next to him was silent.