The bright red nails brought up a strong wind overflowing, the weeds and branches in the temple were shattered, and deep scratches were left on the ground, with thick or thin roots coming from all directions from the sky and the earth from time to time, forming a lore to strangle Jiang Hao in it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that the blood claw was about to tear him apart, Jiang Hao suddenly chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and his body disappeared out of thin air, as if it were air, and suddenly disappeared.

The blood claw fell into the air and hit the temple wall, and with a bang, the bricks and stones were scattered all over the ground, leaving two half-meter-wide holes, and the roots had no target, dancing like a wild snake in mid-air, looking a little dazed and at a loss.

"What about the people, why did they suddenly disappear?" The locust tree spirit was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shouted: "No! It's not gone, the person is still there, but I can't see it!"

Jiang Hao's grasp of stealth supernatural powers is very superficial, which is basically the same as Liuwa, that is, a simple concealment of body shape and breath, which can avoid the observation of eyes and divine sense, but cannot avoid the perception on the material level.

The locust tree spirit has been operating in this Lanruo Temple for thousands of years, and the roots have long been all over the land within a radius of several miles, especially in this Lanruo Temple, the roots are even more densely surrounded, even the slightest change can not escape her induction, Jiang Hao is equivalent to standing on her body, she can naturally detect that Jiang Hao is still in this temple, but she can't see it.

"Do you really think I can't do anything about you?" The locust tree spirit sneered, and his rough voice suddenly became sharper: "It's just a stealth technique, a small skill of carving insects!"

Before the words fell, a cloud of black gas rose from her, and her figure flickered and afterimaged, and in a hazy way, a large locust tree about dozens of feet tall appeared where she stood.

With the dark light flashing, the white locust flowers on the locust tree suddenly bloomed, a gust of wind blew, countless locust flowers fell from the sky, with a rich fragrance, fluttering, like snowflakes flying in the sky, like a dream.

"No need to hide, I already know where you are!"

The shrill voice of the locust tree spirit suddenly sounded, and it was particularly disturbing.

"Why? Still don't want to come out?"

The whole courtyard was still quiet, there was no human voice, as if it was empty, only the locust tree spirit was talking to himself.

"It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, you have to force you out grandma!"

The locust tree spirit sneered, and the roots flew out of the ground like long tongues, stabbing towards a clearing, without stabbing anything, and hitting a dead tree with a bang, directly knocking the tree out.

A blow missed, the locust tree spirit didn't care, countless roots rushed out of the ground, standing upright in mid-air, constantly waving in the temple, some fell in the air, but some also seemed to hit something, sparks splashed, the sound of gold and stone colliding continued.

Jiang Hao's figure gradually appeared, he already knew that his stealth technique had been broken, if nothing else, the locust tree spirit should use the pollen to determine his position, although he can get rid of it, but as long as the flower rain does not stop, the pollen will soon be contaminated again, and it is meaningless to be invisible.

This is also because he has not had time to cultivate the supernatural powers obtained from the Seven Star Pill, except for the fire control technique, which has become a little more proficient because of the use of murder and arson, the other supernatural powers are still in the state when they were just obtained.

"Such a beautiful scenery is created by you, a locust tree spirit who is neither male nor female, it is really disappointing. Jiang Hao gently took the falling locust flowers, the locust flowers were white and snowy with a strong fragrance, not at all like they fell from the cannibalistic and bloodthirsty monster of the locust tree spirit, and said with a little regret.

Since you like my locust flower so much, then simply contribute your body and soul to be my nourishment!"

"If you're stuck with this old routine, then it's my turn to teach you how to write dead letters!"

A trace of coldness flashed under Jiang Hao's eyes, his body was erratic, it seemed to be fast but not fast, it seemed to be slow but not slow, leaving countless afterimages in the change of speed and slowness, and the bright silver spear pointed obliquely behind him, the spear flashed, leaving deep gun marks on the bluestone ground.

Suddenly, his figure disappeared again!

This time, instead of using stealth, he relied on his unparalleled explosiveness and speed.

"What?" The locust tree spirit only felt a flower in front of him, and he couldn't find Jiang Hao, and when he saw him again, Jiang Hao was already a few feet in front of him, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly used the roots of his body to weave a big net in front of him, blocking it in front of his god.

Jiang Hao roared, the bright silver spear stabbed out, and a cold silver rainbow slashed horizontally, tearing the roots in front of him to pieces, and it was like lightning from ancient times, after a thousand years of silence, it suddenly rose, and in an instant, the light of the sun in the sky was covered.

Between heaven and earth, there was suddenly a solemn silence!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, only the flash of brilliance on the bright silver spear and the horror on the face of the locust tree spirit.

Rumble!

Time seemed to accelerate suddenly, in the flying locust flowers, the bright silver spear went straight to the heart of the locust tree spirit, and the mana stirred shook the locust flowers in the sky to fly in all directions, and slowly fell, white as snow like a funeral, accompanied by cyan blood splashing out.

The locust tree spirit covered his heart with his left hand, and his body began to sway, with a look of disbelief in horror.

"Your body hasn't been touched for a thousand years, right? no matter how strong a fortress is, it's not as important as itself, and you've spent thousands of years building this Lanruo Temple like an iron bucket, and its roots are extremely flexible, but your torso is too dull......

Jiang Hao slowly pulled out the bright silver spear, and the cyan blood gradually dripped down the body of the spear to the ground, making the ground corrode and sneer.

"How, how is it possible...... I have practiced for thousands of years, how could I die here...... I haven't become a Buddha yet, so it shouldn't end there...... This is impossible!" the locust tree spirit could no longer maintain its human form, sometimes it was a wrinkled bark, sometimes it was transformed into a human face, and it was uncertain.

The black resentment turned into a hideous grimace on her, tearing and biting on her body, these are the resentful souls that she killed and devoured her soul, and will never be able to transcend her life.

She seemed to have returned to the time when she had just gained her spiritual wisdom, and the sound of chanting came from her ears, which was the last presiding officer of Lanruo Temple, when he was just a little monk sweeping the floor.

All sentient beings have the wisdom and virtue of the Buddha, but they cannot attain it because of delusional attachment.

"Is this the retribution that the Buddhist scriptures talk about, the cycle of cause and effect...... If you lose your life, you will never recover, and sure enough, ......"

The body of the locust tree spirit began to fade little by little, and slowly disappeared.

The roots of the locust tree fluttering all over the sky also fell to the ground with a bang, and became dry like the withered roots of ordinary old trees, and soon disappeared into ashes.

Silence, deathly silence.

There was no sound in the whole temple, even the wind didn't know when it stopped, the air seemed to freeze, and the female ghosts covered their mouths with their hands, and their eyes widened.

Grandma is dead? Grandma with boundless power and great prestige is dead?

If anyone dared to say such a thing in Lanruo Temple before a cup of tea, they would definitely think that person was crazy, and they would arrest him and give him to Grandma for disposal, how could this kind of thing be possible? Who would be Grandma's opponent?

But now, they witnessed Jiang Hao piercing his grandmother's heart with just one shot, just like picking up a pebble on the riverbank, relaxed and careless.

Do the gods descend to earth...... Such a thought came to their hearts, yes, who else can kill grandma except the gods.

"What's going on here? Why are you all sitting on the ground, aren't you afraid that grandma will blame you for making such a mess here?"

At this moment, a white figure fluttered down in the courtyard, looking at the chaos in the yard, Dai frowned lightly, and said.

Grandma has already been killed! How can you still manage the temple!

The female ghosts only dared to think in their hearts, their lips squirmed a few times, and they didn't dare to make a sound, obviously frightened by Jiang Hao.

"Nie Xiaoqian?" Jiang Hao opened his mouth to verify.

"Who are you, how do you know my name?" Nie Xiaoqian pretended to turn around, with doubts on her face.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Jiang Hao looked Nie Xiaoqian up and down, and sighed: "It's more beautiful than I imagined, and I deserve to be the goddess of dreams of so many people in my previous life!"

Dressed in a white plain gauze palace skirt, wide neckline, wide sleeves fluttering, simple and elegant hairband, green silk hanging shoulders, hosta obliquely, jade belt around the arm, dark fragrance lingering, muscles like condensation and gas like a quiet orchid, Qiong nose and teeth ice bone jade muscles, two bends like frowning and not frowning eyebrows, a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the twilight sunset sprinkled on her body, and the whole person seemed to be dressed in a layer of xia, with an indescribable hazy beauty.

Jiang Hao's gaze was not amazed, nor was it the lewdness of ordinary people when they looked at her, but it was like the first time she saw a canary in her life.

Strange, full of strangeness!

It made her very uncomfortable.

"Deng's apprentice!" Nie Xiaoqian snorted angrily, flicked her long sleeves, and hit Jiang Hao.

All the female ghosts looked at Nie Xiaoqian in amazement, as if they saw the world destroyed, and some of their timid eyes began to white, and they were so frightened that they almost fainted.

No, that guy killed Grandma! Anger him, we're all going to die!

"Isn't it too much to do it without saying a word!" Jiang Hao raised his hand and grabbed the long sleeve, and with a little force, he directly dragged Nie Xiaoqian over, and with a curl of his fingers, he flicked a brain melon on her forehead.

"Ahh

Nie Xiaoqian let out an exclamation, and a red mark was suddenly left on her white jade-like forehead, and her Qingtan-like double mold was full of grievances and shame.

In an instant, she fell from the unattainable cold goddess to the mortal dust, and her soft and weak appearance was like writing six big words on her face, "Come and bully me".

At least, that's how Jiang Hao interprets it.