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"Come on, come on, quickly invite the dependence behind you out, and then let the old man come to get close to him?" As he spoke, Ji Kong's spiritual sense was released, and it had already enveloped all the areas within a radius of hundreds of zhang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The so-called ginger is still old and spicy, Jikong said this, in order to provoke the main envoy behind Long Xingkong, he didn't believe that with the strength of his teacher, he would be trapped by a small cultivation of the soul.

Of course, there is such a dozen cuts in the rivers and lakes, and there is a politeness in the words, and there is a layer of deep meaning. At that time, if a god-level overhaul really comes out, what he says is "close and close", which can be understood as a fight for life and death, and even more so as to be friendly with him, then there is a basis for advancing and retreating.

Where did he know these serial sets of the old monk in front of the direction, shook his head and said: "Old bald donkey, dealing with you like a dignified, but a thief with a bad belly, it is enough to have a young master." ”

"How do you say that, those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. Master, since I dare to come today, I can come, and I come vigorously, I am not afraid of your fake bald heads. Come on, come on, if there is still that talk in the crotch, come out and ...... with the master"

Before the direction was finished, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face.

Oops I'll go, dead monk play sneak attack!

That is, Jikong has already scanned hundreds of zhang as he spoke, and there is no powerful existence, hum, in this way, someone wants to save you again, but I am afraid that it will not be able to quench the thirst of the near water, and it is already too late!

Long Xingkong, you suffer death!

Ji Kong secretly hated in his heart, it was a big deal to kill this person first, and then turn around and reconcile with the powerful man behind him. This guy must have a certain mind, and suddenly with a wave of his robe sleeves, he pulled up the two light waves in the formation and flew out, rushing straight to the front and the puppet, in order to make the puppet himself too busy to save someone below.

Sure enough, there was a desire to let the Gangzhu puppet rescue him, but the puppet was facing a wave of light at the moment, and he was already lacking in skills. In the midst of this sneer, the law ring rubbed lightly.

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, a white shadow flashed, and with a "bang", the deadly light wave had been shattered by the palm of the white rat No. 1.

"Huh, zombies?" Jisheng said in surprise.

"Hmph, I see!" Jikong said lightly: "It turns out that this surnamed Dragon Boy is relying on this puppet and this dry corpse!"

Naturally, they don't know what a mummy is, and it is inevitable that they will recognize it as a zombie or a dried corpse.

Hearing the abbot say this, the monks were all stunned. It turned out that the death of the three senior monks of the previous Ji character generation was done by this puppet and the dry corpse, no wonder this surnamed Long was only in the spirit transformation period, and even the cultivation of the Xuanqi period was able to kill the three spirit sacrifice masters, the answer turned out to be here!

These days, the surname Long has repeatedly secretly attacked, making Lingyin Temple restless, and now that he knows that he has such a strong reliance around him, everything will make sense.

Now that he has found the bottom of the puzzle, the fear of the big guy gradually disappears, and the heart of hatred for the same enemy rises.

"Senior brother, you lead a few senior apprentices, let's go over and take down the one surnamed Long, senior brother is here to sweep the battle for you, how about it?" Jikong said lightly, still insisting on his purpose of seeing.

"Yes. Jisheng clasped his hands together, turned his head, swept his gaze over the faces of the three great monks, and called, "Come on, let's go." ”

"Yes. Behind him, the three senior monks of the Duzi generation stood up, each of them was a cultivator in the early stage of the spirit sacrifice, followed closely behind Jisheng, and walked out of the formation step by step.

"Long Xingkong, no matter what grudge your Long family has with our temple, let us make a decision today. Jisheng waved a pair of cymbals in his hand, and with a "choking" sound, the sound shook the audience.

The pair of golden cymbals the size of a basin are not only a set of magic weapons, but also two weapons in Jisheng's hands, attacking or defending, advancing and retreating freely.

The other three monks were one with a stick, one with a knife, and one with a demon-slaying gold steel pestle.

"Shameless, do you want to win with more?" Since he dared to show up in front of the direction, he had naturally done his homework already and was not afraid at all.

"Amitabha. Jisheng proclaimed the Buddha's number, but it was not a stubble, the big cymbal flickered, ravaged the body, the white mouse No. 1 slowly stepped forward, the scimitar waved, and the face was a move to split the mountain to save the mother.

With a "dang" sound, Jisheng's left hand cymbal caught the scimitar, and the right hand cymbal continued to move forward. White Rat No. 1 stepped forward, slammed his left elbow into the big cymbal, and slashed his right hand knife diagonally, slashing at Jisheng's right wrist.

On the other side, the three senior monks surrounded the puppets, and they were already fighting in one place.

Between the two battle groups, Jisheng was obviously not the opponent of the White Mouse No. 1, and after a few moves, he had already lost the upper hand, but the other three monks and the Gangzhu puppet were tied, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

He only glanced at the direction for a few times, then stepped aside, always paying attention to Jikong's movements. Now it seems that the most slippery person is the old bald donkey in the crowd.

"Jikong, what's the matter, now it's just you and me to wait and see, or, let's practice too? Open another table for it?"

Little livestock, let you be arrogant for a while, and wait for the old man to help Jisheng destroy your two accomplices, and then it's not too late to clean you up.

Jikong made up his mind, ignored someone, and only said slowly: "Array Qi." ”

In an instant, a light barrier rose in the sky above the three thousand people, spreading out like a curtain of water, and the sound of chanting suddenly became loud. Jikong followed with his hands raised, and several light waves were connected.

"Boom, boom," the four monks led by Jisheng were suddenly shrouded in the diffuse light, and in an instant, their combat power increased greatly, and they launched attacks again and again.

"Boom, boom," two waves of light flew past the crowd and blasted directly towards the White Rat One and the puppet.

"Boom," Of course, for the direction ahead, Jikong naturally wouldn't mind rewarding him with a light wave.

Oops, I'll go, and I'll dodge in unison with the Twin Evils. This time, after the three light waves missed, they did not rampage, but suddenly dispersed, turning into a piece of golden light and returning to the light array.

Yes, yes, this is the difference between a master and an ordinary person. When Pu Quan activated the magic sound array before, there were also light waves from the array, although the momentum was amazing, in fact, once it failed, it was a kind of consumption and waste of the large array itself. At this moment, Jikong is exerted, but it is not leaking and the cycle is repeated, which is a long-term consideration.

Bananas are spicy, this is a steelmaking mill that also brings its own scrap steel recycling! In this way, if it is consumed for a long time, will it not be a loss?

In fact, why do you need to spend anything for a long time, in just such a short period of time, the situation on the field has undergone subtle changes. White Rat No. 1 is okay to say that although Jisheng's combat power is extremely long, it is only a tie with it, while the Gangzhu puppet is in some danger.

The three monks surrounded the puppet like an iron bucket, and the three blades either took turns or together, and they had completely suppressed the puppet in the upper hand.

"Amitabha. Jikong Xuanfo horn, and couldn't help but shoot the light waves in the direction and wait for the three of them.

It turned out that as long as the light covered the reach, the four monks in front of the sudden could all maintain this blessing undiminished! There was also another light wave from the side to help, so tyrannical that the Xiang Qianren and others had no choice but to retreat again and again.