Sun Lin and Xie Qinghan walked in this group of mountains, Xie Qinghan walked in front, and Sun Lin followed.

Xie Qinghan held the supernatural power of cultivating the Samadhi True Fire in his hand and opened it and looked at it slowly, Xiumei's brows furrowed slightly, adding a few different kinds of beauty.

"This supernatural power will be returned to you!"

That Xie Qinghan turned around and threw the divine power of cultivating Samadhi True Fire to Sun Lin, rolled his eyes and turned around.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Sun Lin looked at the three-flavor true fire cultivation magic technique in his hand with confusion, and looked at Xie Qinghan's back full of speechlessness.

"The old lady can't practice!"

Xie Qing snorted coldly and walked a few steps faster.

"How so?"

When Sun Lin opened the first line of words on the cultivation method, the pupils in Sun Lin's eyes shrank.

"Buddhism and Taoism are combined, and both are indispensable. ”

Sun Lin suddenly rolled his eyes, it turned out that this was the reason, he suddenly accelerated his pace, walked in front of Xie Qinghan, and called Xie Qinghan to stop.

"Hey, you said you know the cultivation exercises of Buddhism or Taoism?"

Sun Lin said in a deep voice to Xie Qinghan.

"Buddha!"

Xie Qinghan said casually, closed his eyes slightly, ignored Sun Lin, and continued to walk forward.

A trace of surprise flashed in Sun Lin's eyes, he really didn't expect that this Xie Qinghan was proficient in Buddhist classics, no wonder he knew that the Buddha would come to this Nanzhan Buzhou to preach, could there be anything strange in this?

Sun Lin's eyes flashed, a trace of inexplicable taste flashed, and he took out the "Leaving the Fire Sutra" from his arms, and without thinking about it, he even threw it to Xie Qinghan with the classic book of practicing the Samadhi True Fire Divine Power.

"Although the name of this "Lihuo Sutra" is somewhat similar to the Buddhist exercises, it is a Taoist classic of the Eight Classics, this is a book of exercises left by Huo De Xingjun back then, for you, after you practice, you will benefit a lot!"

A smile flashed in Sun Lin's eyes, and then he said, "Is there a Buddha Gate and a Dao Sect?"

Xie Qinghan glanced at Sun Lin, glanced at the "Leaving the Fire Sutra" in his hand, and moved lightly.

"That's what you gave me?"

Xie Qinghan's face was full of coldness, a hint of surprise flashed, and he said softly.

"That's nature, big husband, it's hard to chase after a horse!"

Sun Lin's eyes were full of calmness, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a confident arc.

Xie Qinghan ignored Sun Lin and turned away.

“......”

This stinky, she won't even say thank you!

Sun Lin followed Xie Qinghan with dissatisfaction, walked out of the mountain forest, saw a mountain stream, and kicked the stone under his feet with his demonic power.

Sun Lin didn't see it, and there was a slight smile on Xie Qinghan's cold face.

"Ouch, who is so unruly? Come to my snake mountain eagle sorrowful territory to spread wild?"

A hoarse voice came, and then there was a loud bang in the mountain stream, a flash of black light, and a huge black figure jumped up, and when it landed, it turned into a man in a pitch-black robe.

The man was thin, a head shorter than Xie Qinghan, there were a few hairs flying on his head, his face was ugly, two long whiskers hung from his mouth, two jet-black eyes were dripping and turning, full of lewdness, and on his smooth forehead, there were two eye-catching horns, Sun Lin couldn't say, I didn't know what kind of horns they were.

"What?"

Sun Lin was startled, and was shocked by the monster's words just now.

"This is the Eagle Stream of Snake Mountain?"

Sun Lin said excitedly to the ugly man in front of him.

"Yes, this is the Panshan Eagle Sorrow Stream, and I am the owner of the Panshan Eagle Sorrow Stream, vinyl! Who are you two?"

The vinyl looked at Sun Lin with excitement, his heart was full of disdain, and he pretended to be sanctimonious, but his eyes were dripping and rolling on Xie Qinghan's body, full of lewdness.

Sun Lin looked at the surrounding environment, his eyes condensed, and he thought of the record in Journey to the West: a trickle of cold veins pierced through the clouds, and the clear waves reflected the red sun. The sound shakes the night rain and smells the valley, and the colorful hair dazzles the space.

Thousands of waves flew and shattered jade, and a pool of water roared in the breeze. The flow is gone, and the gulls and herons forget to catch each other.

It was the same as this situation, Sun Lin's heart was full of sighs.

"You're looking, the old lady has dug up your two eyesore guys and fed them to the dog!"

Xie Qinghan saw the black vinyl's eyes full of obscenity, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and the light was like thunder, and the killing intent was rolling.

The vinyl couldn't help but shudder, but then reacted, he was scolded by a female monster today, how can this banshee be so domineering, isn't it just a few glances?

The vinyl quilt's face turned red with anger, his fingers trembled, and he said angrily: "You bad woman, this king has taken a fancy to you, which is your blessing, but today I see that you don't know how to discipline, so today I will clean up your bad woman!"

As soon as the vinyl voice fell, the momentum was fierce, and the black gas on his hand was entangled, and a foul-smelling muddy water was spit out by the man, and spit towards Xie Qinghan's body.

Xie Qinghan's eyes flashed cold, he turned around and dodged, easily dodging the blow, the golden light flashed in his hand, and a three-strand steel fork appeared in his hand.

"Drink!"

Xie Qinghan snorted and went down towards the vinyl eyes.

The vinyl looked at Xie Qinghan with fierceness, if this fork was hit, his eyes would be blind, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he fell to the ground and rolled over, dodging this fatal move.

"I'll let you squirt feces all over your mouth, if you don't pull out your tongue today, I won't be Xie Qinghan!"

Xie Qinghan was full of fierceness, his body was full of demonic energy, and the killing intent in his eyes swept over, like a violent wind.

Holding a three-strand steel fork in one hand, the cold light was cold, and he crossed it against the vinyl head.

The black glue eyes were full of disdain, and the demonic energy agitated between the raised hands, and there were two more double swords in his hands, and the black demonic energy on the sword body flickered, and he met the three steel forks with disdain.

"Bang!"

A sound of friction between steel was remembered, and the vinyl really understood the difference in strength between the two, and a trace of horror flashed in the vinyl's eyes.

The vinyl felt the force coming from his hand, and his arm was numb by Xie Qinghan's beating in one move, his arm was swollen red, and under one move, he was defeated so miserably, looking at Xie Qinghan who was murderous in front of him.

The black rubber swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his heart was full of horror, and he couldn't help but think: "This banshee turned out to be the strength of the sixth layer of the earth immortal, and she is just the body of a dragon with the strength of the second layer of the earth immortal, and she has not been beaten?" Looking at the situation of the banshee, this banshee is really completely offended, alas, she actually offended a monster of the sixth layer of the earth immortal!

The black rubber eyes were full of fear, seeing that the situation was not good, he suddenly wanted to run, and the black demonic aura on his body was permeated, and he suddenly turned into a black-scaled dragon about ten zhang long, with a long groan, he rose to the sky and fled to the mountain stream.

"Do you think you can't kill you if you turn into a demon lady?

Xie Qinghan's eyes were full of murder, and he suddenly took off into the air, and stepped on the vinyl demon in the blink of an eye, and the vinyl looked at Xie Qinghan and jumped on his body, startled, and suddenly swayed all over, wanting to shake off this Xie Qinghan.

Xie Qinghan's hand was like electricity, and he instantly turned his demon power into a fierce fork against the vinyl demon body.

"Whew~!"

The vinyl made a strange sound that looked like a dragon's groan, but the voice was full of pain.

"I'll let you scream! You're screaming at me? I'm going to pick your skin and whiff your tendons today! I see what else you can do!"

Xie Qinghan turned the three-strand steel fork in his hand on the black rubber body and pulled it out, the three-strand steel fork was cold and demonic, but it was not bloody.

Suddenly, the blood on the vinyl demon was splashed, the skin and flesh were flying, Xie Qinghan used the demon power in his hand to block a demonic light curtain in front of him, blocking the flesh and blood splashing on the body, and raised his hand violently again, and forked it on the vinyl body.

"Whew!~"

The vinyl screamed again, and flew down violently, crashing into the rocks of the mountain stream, and his eyes were full of pain.

"Reverse the horse poison pile!"

The vinyl slammed into the mountain stone, and the scattered stones also hit Xie Qinghan by surprise, his body was full of pain, Xie Qinghan stepped on the vinyl body and walked near the neck of the vinyl, but his eyes became more and more cold, and a cold voice shouted coquettishly.

"Phew!"

The long shadows of the long whips like phantoms suddenly swept over, only to hear a snort, and the vinyl demon body was suddenly pierced by Xie Qinghan's inverted horse poison pile.