Prey.

Ye Bai became the prey.

But he is the prey that can escape.

And Wen Qiu is a prey waiting to be killed.

and dying.

Wen Qiu and Ye Bai are together, he not only has enemies on Ye Bai's side.

And I still have an old enemy who is too good..

Wearing this pitch-black yin and yang robe is a person of the Supreme Dao.

Wearing a peach-colored color is a person of spiritual wonder.

Wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, he is a person from the White Horse Temple of Zhongzhou Buddhism.

The rest of the miscellaneous and colorful ones are scattered.

The breath and light of the Taishang Dao are a kind of gloomy and cold.

The breath of the Spirit Heavenly Dao.

A mixed aura of pale pink.

The way of Buddhism is the apricot yellow Buddha light, and some are condensed by the power of faith.

Loose cultivators.

The means are different.

However, compared to the breath of these righteous people, it is even more mottled, all in all, the gathering of these people in this Nantianmen, if it weren't for Ye Bai's chasing the wind and stepping on the moon to the extreme, then as soon as he came out, he would have turned into a ball of flesh and blood.

Wen Qiu was still stunned in place, amazed at how many enemies Ye Bai had feuded with.

Marveling at Ye Bai's enemies, he was going to kill himself.

When people are amazed, sometimes the body can't move, which is different from being frightened, it is a kind of trembling and fear, and this is a kind of amazement.

When Wenqiu and Ye Bai had a good relationship.

also said to Ye Bai.

At that time, he was not afraid, but looked at the colorful aura light, looked at the magic weapons wandering all over the sky, and appreciated a kind of beauty.

Yes, when Wen Qiu talked about this later.

The face will always rise.

A feeling of enjoying the sun's rays on the cheeks.

There is even a vague sense of pride.

It's a pride to be able to appreciate beauty.

All in all, in Wen Qiu's words, at that time, he was not afraid at all, in such a beautiful scene, even life could be put aside, let alone afraid, at that time, he was wholeheartedly appreciating beauty.

I think it's really.. Beauty.

It's not stupid.

Of course, this is the later of the later.

Now Wen Qiu is still very grateful for the huge zombie that suddenly appeared under him, this zombie's earth escape technique saved him more than twice, if it weren't for the fact that this zombie had something similar to golden scales on his face, he could have gone up and kissed him.

Even so.

He now thinks the zombie face is just as cute.

It's so cute that he can feel a sense of security even when he lies on the back of this zombie.

Countless auras hit a void.

The surrounding void was blown out.

Everything around the South Heavenly Gate was gone, and the aura around it was pitch black, which was manifested by the explosion of the void crack in this space.

The surrounding aura is constantly rippling.

Far away.

Some of the broken rocks and the city walls were also slowly rippling and turning into powder.

...

Distance.

This Buddha has a monk wearing a pale yellow monk's robe and a little red veil on his eyebrows, looking up at the starry sky of this divine domain.

There is no starry sky in this divine domain.

But when this young man looked.

But there is a faint starry sky as clear as glass.

The starry sky is incomparably beautiful, but only this monk can see that this monk is just a small Shani, but he is a person who can become a Buddha and a Taoist, that is, a sword-wielding person of this generation.

That's right.

Those who are able to go up and speak the way are called commentators.

And on that Lecture Assembly.

It represents the fight between the people of this way and all the younger generation of monks in the world.

His name is the Man with the Sword.

Of course, this sword-wielding man represents the younger generation.

The root bone must be within a hundred years.

The man with the sword.

It is the support of this way, and it is also the person who can take the most action of this young generation.

This Shani is not actually the man with the sword.

That and the little monk is.

The monk who has practiced closed-mouth meditation for ten years, when he speaks, he has been able to exude a kind of brilliance that can transform people, and the hand of talking about the scriptures has even been able to swell lotus flowers, which cannot be said to be not deep, but... Seeing the cognitive barrier, not anyone can break it.

After the little monk went back.

That is, he built a Buddhist temple outside the White Horse Temple, without any name, and then he sat on top of the Buddhist temple, did not eat, drink, or practice, and fell into the obstacle of seeing and knowing, reciting Buddhist scriptures every day.

Meditation on Mahayana and Hinayana meditation.

But I don't know what the difference is between this and myself.

Everything, everything.

It seems that they are all stuck in a dead loop.

If he didn't have the courage to break it, then it would be impossible to get out, but if he broke it, he might be able to form a Buddha Sect.

All in all, the little monk can't become a sword-bearer.

So this Shani is the first person to use Shani's identity to become this position, of course, he has now become a monk.

His cultivation is also a glazed golden body.

But it is completely different from the little monk's way, the ethereal smell of the body, with a faint breath around the body, touches the people around him all the time.

At the moment this Shani.

Wearing a monk's robe that was still a little fat, he dragged it, covered his exposed shoulders, and then looked into the distance and said, "Good swordsmanship." Why should Huang Daoyou let the poor monks participate in one or two?"

Shani said.

When he talked about the poor monks, he was still a little unconfident.

He still disagrees with his identity, I'm afraid he is the only one in the White Horse Temple who wants to take the Shani position for decades, for him, there are few scriptures to study every day, although he will do some work every day, such as cleaning the house, cleaning up the incense ashes, etc., but it is always better than chanting the scriptures.

His side.

A middle-aged man with a sallow face with a bitter face, when he heard this, the corners of his mouth pulled downward, and then said in a very bitter voice: "Little monk of the starry sky, don't be embarrassed for me, what the adults said... This kid has too much potential, if he doesn't kill him... It's not good for us, I think adults take this kid too seriously, but I'm not a ruthless person, Senior Sister Hua, what do you say?"

This middle-aged man is a disciple of the Dao of Forgetfulness, but he does not have the smell of dust on the other side of the Dao, squatting at the moment, hunched on his back, and even some Luo pots, and his legs are also some Luo Circle legs, looking like a lazy man in the countryside.

But when the man was talking to a woman over there.

The woman shuddered out of thin air.

This woman is not a sword-bearer.

So there will always be some inadequacy in momentum.

He is just a disciple with a higher status, among these sects, cultivation is the true meaning of everything, and it is more respectful than anything, and calling her Senior Sister Hua is enough to give her face.

The woman looked at a yellow face in front of her.

Thinking about this man's strange state.

He didn't dare to laugh at all, he knew the glory of this man.

The man was holding a boning knife in his hand.

He was a pig killer in the mortal world.

I don't know how many people I killed, and it was very boring to suddenly lift it like this one day, because he felt that the sound of killing would be smaller, and there was no such taste, so he turned around and went to look for the immortal gate, and after ten years of searching, he found the Taishang Dao.

Master Taishang Dao is also the amazing and brilliant uncle of their previous generation, who fell in love with this person and taught it himself.

But ten years later, it was the boning knife he brought with him from the mortal world that the bones of the master's whole body were removed.

I found a demonic aura from it.

All of them know that his amazing master is already a person in the Demon Dao, and all the time, he doesn't want to go outside the domain, and break through the domain, leave here, and never come back.

Everyone not only felt a deep chill for this Huang San Master's forbearance.

For Huang San, I also think it's incredible.

It's even a little scary.

Such a disciple.

It's really a nightmare for all the masters.

It only takes ten years for him to be able to kill you, you don't have to teach him anything, he can learn it on his own.

Later, a disciple asked him.

"Did you find out about him first, or did you always want to kill him? ”

He said without hesitation: "Demonic energy is just an accidental harvest, every apprentice always needs to kill something to prove that he can become a teacher, I was like this when I was killing pigs, and now when I learn more about killing people, it should also be like this." ”

Then that disciple disappeared.

This passage is also gone.

And he has also been made the undisputed sword-wielding disciple for decades.

"Senior Sister Hua, why don't you speak, don't you look down on me Huang San?"

Huang San is a very vulgar name.

Senior Sister Hua shuddered.

In a whisper, "That's not the case. ”

"Really?"

"What do you think. Can I kill the fast, dog-like thing in front of me?" he said in a low voice, smiling at the corners of his mouth, his face was a little pitted, and when he said this at this moment, it was as easy as cutting off one of Ye Bai's heads as it was to cut off a watermelon.

He whispered.

Pale face.

The yellow face turned white.

The whole person's body is transmitted with a cold murderous aura, this murderous aura can even penetrate into a person's bones, Senior Sister Hua's face has become a miserable white, she has goosebumps all over her body, it is hard to imagine that a person can have such a strong murderous aura.

It's like a thousand years of ice

Senior Sister Hua is uncomfortable and wants to die.

But this Huang San doesn't care at all, he is not ruthless, but there is no love at all, in the world, who dies and who lives, it seems that it is not so important for people who forget their feelings, this is not a debate question, but a choice question.

He was born.

You die.

A voice came, and the pressure on Senior Sister Hua was loosened.

"Huang San, you stay away from my world, stay away. ”

It's a gentle voice.

But Huang San looked up.

His face became a little solemn.

A girl dressed in pale green clothes, with a smell of grass on her body, did not look like a person of Lingtian Dao, but like a pure little girl.