"When Qingcheng Daoren died, his eyes were destroyed, and his heart and spiritual platform were suppressed by poisonous needles, so that the Yuan Shen could not escape, not to mention reincarnation, and rebirth. And you... Although you are famous for your sword path, and you were once known as the Sword King, you are from a sidewalk, and you are good at cursing and poisoning. The voice of the Chu River sounded in time throughout the water and sky.

When the old monk heard this, his complexion finally changed greatly, and his originally kind eyebrows and kind eyes actually showed a vicious color.

And the man in white who has always been like a lonely swordsman, cold and arrogant, also has a different color on his face, and his spirit is impetuous.

"Did you kill Qingcheng Daoren?" The old monk stared at the white-clothed swordsman He Ruzai, his white eyebrows shook, and the golden lotus disc he stepped on had begun to rotate rapidly, and the lotus flower that was originally printed on the disc quickly became three-dimensional, turning into a lotus platform and stepping on the feet of the old monk.

He Ruzai said in a serious tone: "Monk Muyu, don't fall for the master of this place." I have been upright all my life, I have done it, and I will never deny it. ”

Before the words fell, the old monk Muyu had already slapped his hands violently.

Syllable!

With a loud bang, the two qi of yin and yang collided in the void, bursting out with infinite power.

Yin and Yang clapped their hands, this is the unique spell of the Muyu monk, which is a means of integrating spells, laws, martial arts, and seals, which is quite unique.

He Ruzai was told the secret by Chu He, and explained in a panic, but he made a mistake.

After all, with his past personality, this kind of thing is not explained at all.

Now that he has opened his mouth to explain, it shows that his heart is empty.

The Chu River point is about to stop, and the old monk Muyu makes up everything by himself, and there is no need for Chu River to say more.

The old monk Muyu made this move, and there was no room for mercy.

The battle between the two gradually became a real fire, and some of the original methods of pressing the bottom of the box were also presented.

Under the frantic attack of the old monk Muyu, He Ruzai lost, dodged out of the cloud palace in a panic, and disappeared without a trace.

The old monk Muyu hesitated again and again, but he finally stayed in the cloud palace and never left to pursue it.

Just looking at his face, he was obviously puzzled by the demon in his heart, and he would definitely continue to chase and kill He Ruzai afterwards.

At the end of the first battle, everyone looked at Chu He with unpredictable eyes.

They all speculated in their hearts about why Chu He would have insight into He Ruzai's secret origin.

But they didn't dare to ask.

And Chu He can know such a secret as He Ruzai, of course... Mind Reading!

The people present were all Yuan Shen cultivators, and even if Chu He was an immortal, if he was not fully prepared, it would be impossible for him to easily read the thoughts they emanated.

Therefore, this Cloud Palace Hall is very strange.

It's not just flashy, ethereal.

It also mixed the immortal yuan of Chu River and the power of mind, and secretly formed a formation.

In this formation, it was easier for Chu He to catch the thoughts of the entrants who had broken out.

No matter how subtle this idea is, no matter how weak it is, no matter how unnoticeable it is, it even makes some deceptive coverage and concealment on the superficial surface.

When He Ruya saw the old monk Muyu and the two magic weapons on his body, his thoughts couldn't help but change, and some signals were scattered, which were captured by the Cloud Palace Palace, and then fed back to Chu He.

Of course, the information that was fed back to the Chu River at the same time was not only the thought of He Ruzai.

Chu He turned a blind eye to everyone's inquiring gaze, as if he casually ordered two more people and let them fight.

Both of them also looked at each other warily.

Between the incident of the old monk Muyu and He Ruzai, everyone present was suspicious that Chu He, a true immortal, was using his mind-reading ability to capture the thoughts that emanated from their hearts.

Therefore, the two people who seem to be innocent and have no hatred may have some secret entanglements.

And Chu He's arbitrary assignment does have another deep meaning.

I have to say, they really think too much.

The two guys newly pointed out by Chu He, among the Yuan Shen Cultivators, their means are average.

Luckily, there are some tricks that can temporarily resist the erosion of the end law, but they are not worth paying attention to.

Chu He pulled them out to fight, purely to go through the motions.

However, the unexpected joy is that because of Chu He's initial actions, no matter what kind of mentality he had, in the next competition, there was no longer a suspicion of restraining each other and releasing water, and each of them tried their best.

The competition is also exciting.

Everyone in the main hall watched with bated breath.

At the other end of the screen, staring at the audience in the live broadcast room, it is even more intent.

Although many special effects blockbusters in these years are very exquisitely done, sometimes it feels like it's real.

But when the real 'special effects' war is in front of you, those things that were thought to be delicate and perfect should be lost.

The desert yellow sand, cloudless, the scorching sun is hot, and there seems to be an invisible fire flowing in the air.

Dongyang Li and Master Hachijo of Dalin Temple are fighting.

Dalin Temple is famous for the unity of martial arts, the palm shadow of the master of Bazhang is layered, and there seems to be a golden Buddha sitting behind him.

It's just that this big Buddha has no compassion on his face, but his face is hideous. Obviously, there has been a mistake in the practice of this eight-zhang monk, and there is a suspicion that he has entered the demon path.

Even the vanity on the surface can't hold on, and it must be under the pressure of Dongyang Li that the essence is exposed.

And Dongyang Li uses the dragon to the extreme, his body is flying in the air, changing various dragon shapes all the time, and then sending out different dragon powers, cooperating with each other, or superimposing, the power is simply endless.

The palms of the eight-zhang monk were like the wind, and the huge palm ripples splashed out, almost tearing apart the scene of the entire desert yellow sand.

Chu He waved his hand to freeze the space and suppress the waves that had just raged.

Chu He singled out the Bazhang monk who fought against Dongyangli, although Dao Xing was not the tallest person in the field. The most bizarre and powerful one is indeed.

At the moment when the monk Bazhang entered the main hall, Chu He knew about it.

This old monk of Dalin Temple once had half a mutilated volume of the ancient Moro scriptures.

He combined some of the spells and methods in the ancient scriptures of Moro with the methods inherited by Dalin Temple, and he had deviated from the right path and stepped into the path of the evil Buddha. Once the ferocity is stimulated, it is very remarkable.

In Chu He's opinion, Dongyang Li should have already become an immortal, otherwise, the five decays of heaven and man would be enough for him.

Now that he really saw Dongyang Li in the era of the end of the law, Chu He always felt that he was a little strange.

He seems to have seen through it, but... It's too easy to see, but it's weird.

Under the persecution of the Bazhang monk's palm, Dongyangli finally changed suddenly, and turned into the image of a candle dragon.

As soon as the one eye opened, light and darkness alternated, and time was passed.

Syllable!

The Buddha light behind the monk was shattered, and the Buddha shadow roared.

Dongyang Li has returned to his human form, arrived in front of the monk Bazhang, and when the power of his palm faded, the old force had disappeared, and the new force had not disappeared, he smashed his chest with a punch.

At this moment, the Buddha's light was shining! Monk Bazhang's whole body was wrapped in a layer of Buddha's light, and he resisted Dongyangli's punch to the death.

Dongyang withdrew his hand and took two steps back. Frowning, he looked up at the sky, but he seemed to be looking at people.

"If there are rules, please follow them. If the people who set the rules don't follow them themselves, then what's the use of the rules?" Dongyang said.