The fourth watch, and the fourth watch, broke out for the nineteenth consecutive fourth shift in July!

The pig's head is very proud!

Waving pig's trotters and cheering, proud, proud!

Quack, ask for tickets, ask for monthly passes and recommended tickets, ask for all the tickets you can give!

The pig's head continues to code words, and work hard to code words!

An understatement of a palm is patted down, but it is tantamount to Mount Tai pressing the top.

The Wutu Dragon Scale Shield is fully activated, and the Black Dragon Spirit Ring is fully activated. The golden light of the dragon scales formed a thick light on the surface of Beqi's body, and the black sè dragon scales were connected to a set of black sè armor on Beqi's body, and the inferior spiritual weapon-level magic robe rewarded by Yuanhua Ancestor moved at will, turning into Dao clouds and smoke rising up, forming a cloud platform to block the thin and shriveled palm.

The palm of his hand pressed slowly, but even Beqi, who had already stimulated the soul of one of the eight horses, couldn't avoid it.

The golden light of the dragon scales scattered and disintegrated, the black dragon scales turned into a cloud of black smoke and drifted away, the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield and the Black Dragon Spirit Ring let out a terrible howl at the same time, and the two treasures burst out a large area of light at the same time, and then the light suddenly dimmed. The cloud platform turned into a low-grade spiritual weapon Tsing Yi Taoist robe was directly turned into nothing, and the clothes on Beqi's body were torn into countless silk threads and scattered, and the palm of his hand was slapped squarely on Beqi's heart.

Press it with one palm, don't snort, and a bloody arrow spurts out from both eyes at the same time. His figure suddenly blurred, turning into a dazzling rainbow and disappearing in an instant, and even the few immortals who were moving rapidly in the distance didn't have time to block his way. I saw a rainbow of light across the sky, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The shriveled and thin palm was slowly withdrawn, and the old dry voice said slowly: "There are a few good things to protect, otherwise you will definitely die on the spot." However, if you take a 'yīn divine palm' from the old man, according to your cultivation, you will definitely die. Hmph, the one who killed you, Dayu Zhongzhou Zuo Si Tian Yuxuan is also!"

Beg drove one of the eight horses, Jīng, to rush out for tens of thousands of miles, and then immediately gathered his whole body and plunged headlong into the ground. The Innate Earth Spirit Escape Method was activated, and he turned into a ball of earthy qi and rushed forward blankly along several earth veins. He only cared about pinching his handprints to show his escape, and then he didn't bother to care about what was in front of him, and rushed out all the way.

In a blur, he heard Yuxuan's voice. Dayu Zhongzhou Zuo Si Tian Yuxuan, there is no doubt that this is the home of Yu Qi and Yu Zheng, and it is an extremely powerful family elder. The feeling he gave to Beg was several times stronger than the pressure that Yuqi gave him.

The strength on the palm of that hand is not strong, it is about the weight of hundreds of thousands of catties, and the ** of Beggar can definitely withstand such a blow. But the strange evil power contained in the palm of his hand was like a vast ocean, and suddenly all of it slammed into Beqi's body, which was enough to explode Beqi a hundred times. yīn sen, yīn evil, not the slightest bit angry, with a dead aura that is very different from the flesh and blood of human beings.

This dead qi is frantically devouring Beggar's true element, devouring his flesh and blood, devouring his meridian bones, and devouring everything in his body. Beg felt like a little mouse, but someone violently injected a ton of strong acid into his body, which could melt into him at any moment.

Fortunately, this death qi had nothing to do with the innate aura in Beqi's body, and Beqi reluctantly constructed the innate aura in the meridians of his arms into a fragile embankment in his body, protecting his almost disintegrating body. Rao is like this, under the impact of the huge death qi that makes Beg desperate, the almost insignificant death qi in terms of quantity, still almost broke through the interception of the innate aura several times, and rushed into Bebeg's sea of knowledge, arms and other truly fatal points.

Don't beg gritted his teeth and frantically extracted the innate jīng qi in the innate yuan infant, turning it into innate qi and circulating throughout the body, barely maintaining the balance of **. But he knew in his heart that as long as the jīng qi in his innate yuan infant was exhausted, he would be the end of his body and soul.

Dead air, dead air, this damn dead air, such a huge dead air, dead air that is completely opposed to the vitality of human beings.

In desperation, Beg suddenly shouted angrily: "Beggar, you pig! This is clearly the Yīn ghost power taught by Zi Xuan!"

The ghostly powers that Princess Yanle inherited from her mother's bloodline flowed like a clear spring through Beggar's heart, and his perverted enlightenment immediately began to analyze and analyze the meaning of jīng, grasping the most important part of the know-how. He gritted his teeth and continued to activate the Innate Earth Spirit Escape Method, gritting his teeth and mobilizing the last bit of zìyóu's true element, turning into a gray and strange talisman and hitting his heart.

A low and evil spell sound came out of Beqi's mouth, and the huge dead qi in Bebeg's body suddenly stagnated, like a rushing sea suddenly froze, and Bebe's body that was about to be shattered suddenly got a little respite. It was this stagnant kung fu, that gray talisman swept away a small part of the dead qi, and turned into a true yuan that Beg could use, this true yuan was about three times stronger than the part of the true yuan that Beg used just now, Beqi hurriedly pinched the seal and punched out the other three runes.

The surging dead air stagnated, like sticky dirt, stagnate and clogged in Beggar's body. Beg typed out the runes again and again, transforming these dead qi into his own jīng qi true yuan, like walking a tightrope, wandering on the edge of life and death. Once the rate of transformation can't keep up, once any of the runes make a mistake, Beg will immediately be unable to control the explosion of dead qi, and will be swallowed up by dead qi to nothing.

One after another ghosts and mysteries flowed through my heart, don't hurry to analyze the mysteries of these ghosts and mysteries, find out new runes from them, add them to groups of runes and enter the body, and control more dead energy. Gradually, individual runes became sets of runes, then complete runes, small-scale runes, and finally powerful runes, and finally three-dimensional rune bans.

He fled all the way forward without sleep for half a month, and at the speed of his escape, he had escaped for tens of millions of miles, and finally his body shook and he regained his senses.

Thirty percent of the dead qi in his body had been dissolved, and the other seventy percent of the dead qi had also lost the power of the crazy erosion and devouring, and had turned into a strange half-body energy as sticky as glue, and accumulated in his body. Because of the relationship between these accumulations of dead qi, the Beg meridians were almost blocked, and the original surging True Yuan could no longer move the slightest, and it was constantly assimilated by the dead qi.

Helplessly, Beg could only use the ghost and god method he had just comprehended to condense a complex runic array the size of a fist in his body.

Ghosts and gods, not cultivating Jindan Yuanying Yuanshen, is just a method of control and use. The more runes you master, the stronger the runes you make, the more runes you master, the stronger the runes you make, and the more runes you master, the stronger the rune bans you make.

The gray rune array that emitted a faint white light floated in the center of Beqi's eyebrows, constantly extracting a trace of dead qi and merging it into the rune array. Now Beggar's cultivation, in addition to his strong body, his mana cultivation is only at the level of the early stage of Jindan, although other fake babies and innate primordial babies can still be used, but the meridians in the body are all blocked, and it takes a lot of strength to cast an ordinary fire charm, and Beg is too lazy to lose his vitality to mobilize them.

Before comprehending all the ways of ghosts and gods taught to him by Princess Yanle and absorbing and transforming all the dead qi in his body, I am afraid that he can only maintain this state.

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, Beqi rushed out of the ground weakly, came out of a stream with a disgraced face, and staggered to the ground.

After eliminating the biggest explosion crisis, Beg found out to what extent his body had been damaged, which was probably similar to the jade that was hit twice by the thunderstorm just now. There were four or five broken bones near the back of the heart, and more than a dozen ribs in the chest were also cracked, and the internal organs were invaded and devoured by the death qi, and the volume was reduced by a circle, and now the internal organs were in a hot and severe pain.

Other meridians, nerves, and blood vessels have been greatly damaged, and there is even a huge amount of dead qi accumulated in his body, although he is no longer chaotic, but he is like a turtle that has been trampled by hundreds of elephants, and he has no strength to even move his fingers.

Lying on the ground and humming a few times, don't beg to spit blood from his mouth without a mouthful. This is the plasma that the internal organs were invaded by the death qi just now, and the flesh was turned into blood. Don't beg yù sighed without tears, the world of cultivating immortals is extremely dangerous, this is true. Dayu Zhongzhou Zuo Si Tian Yuxuan, don't beg to grit his teeth secretly, and memorized this name to death.

"Old guy, wait and see, when I recover from my injuries, I can't kill you, and I will strip you of all your family's net worth!"

Beg gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and suddenly there were two more feet in straw sandals in front of him. Don't be startled, and hurriedly raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the soles of his feet. Straw sandals, barefoot, bare legs, gray sè burlap short monk's robe, the upper body is exposed, a monk's robe with oblique shoulders hangs on the shoulders, and a large basket on the back, which wafts out a strong smell of herbs, and a basket of firewood is placed horizontally on the basket, which seems to be up and down a hundred catties.

This is a young monk who looks to be in his early twenties, with an ugly face, and his head is full of pits and scars after the abscess have healed, and even the ring scars are blocked.

The monk folded his hands and bowed to Beggar, saying, "My Buddha is merciful, good, good." The so-called saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and the little monk has already built a twenty-first-level floating slaughter in the past few months, and he will definitely be able to prove the karmic fruits of the Arhat in the future, good, good!"

Without waiting for Beqi to speak, the monk grabbed Bebeg, hugged him horizontally to his chest, and a faint auspicious cloud gushed out under his feet, holding Beqi and flying along the stream towards the valley in front. While flying, the monk asked curiously: "Donor, have you been robbed of money or robbed? Why are you naked?

Don't beg to be at a loss, he looked down at his naked body with difficulty, and almost fainted.

The voice of the man on the ancient river suddenly sounded in Beg's ears, and he seemed to be still there, muttering:

"Little Daoyou, you have a relationship with my Buddhism!"

Beg almost howled heartbreakingly: "I have no fucking fate with your Buddhism!"

In the distance, in the secluded green hills and green valleys, a small Zen courtyard reveals a corner of the cornice.

The copper bell rang leisurely, the sound of wooden fish, the fragrance of sandalwood came to the face, and the sound of the monks' toothache was quietly in the ears.

The monk hugged Beg and flew straight into this small Zen monastery that was about two acres in front of the three entrances.

When Beg entered the door, he quickly glanced at the door of the Zen Temple, and there was a miscellaneous wooden plaque hanging on the door of the Zen Temple, on which the words 'Tibetan Heart Temple' were carved.