Burning Ashes

"Sinya, the young monk quit today ..."

Daleiyin Temple has this statement? Everyone glanced at each other, not sure. Because there are many spiritual factions inside Daleiyin Temple, maybe there are really vigilant practitioners. This is hard to say.

"Of course, in order to eagle you, breaking the ring is not impossible."

Chu Ying's face was flushed, he didn't expect that he had been teased by a monk.

"what!"

Qin Yu laughed and hurriedly returned, Chu Yingyang's face turned from red to blue.

Chucheng looked back, looked at Chu Yingyang's face, said: "A little green."

"what did you say!"

"Your face is a bit green, is it poisoned? If it is poisoned, it will behave abnormally, maybe it will become a monster?"

Chu Yingyang was alert and turned to laugh, saying: "Almost poisoned, fortunately you reminded early."

"Don't you thank me yet?"

"Why?"

"Master knows thank you, aren't you as good as master?"

"I……"

Luo Yan grunted, with disdain. Chu Yingyang was helpless and said, "Then I thank you."

Chu Cheng ignored him, Chu Yingyang asked: "Why didn't you say you're welcome?"

"Because you are really rude." Chu Cheng patted the cloth bag hanging on his waist specially: "Look, the master also took out hundreds of lotus seeds, and I made it into golden jade paste Everyone, what have you done? "

"I have a sword, but the world can be flat!"

"The world is the cheapest?"

"The first sword!"

"Do you know why you have lived so much, haven't you been killed yet?" Chu Cheng couldn't help asking.

"Because they can't beat me." Chu Yingyang replied.

Everyone laughed. Chu Yingyang knew very well that he knew he was crazy, and if he was not strong enough, he would not be so crazy.

"Actually, I have no money, no resources, no big deal ..."

"The benefits this time will be shared equally by everyone." Luo Yan said: "Chucheng is also counted as one. Does anyone have an opinion?"

Chu Yingyang looked at Luo Yan and asked audaciously, with some emotion. This kind of sword repair should be matched with yourself. How do you like a necromancer?

Of course no one has an opinion. Chu Cheng did not rely on Luo Yan to take it down. He had his own strength.

Chu Yingyang originally said that he did not want this income, but was blocked by Luo Yan, and he took a rune with some reluctance and gave it to Chu Chengdao: "Thank you for the last thing."

"You're welcome." Chu Cheng took over the sword rune. The Shushan sword rune was very famous, and he could perceive the sword intention.

The significance of letting go to kill the enemy is very small. At that time, Chucheng got some Shushan sword symbols, which greatly increased the swordsmanship. The Shushan sword symbol, each one is perfectly natural and will not be repeated. Each one has a unique value.

Luo Yan saw that he was bleeding, and then continued: "This leaf should be the Bayeux scripture of Daleiyin Temple, right?"

"Yes." Miao Jixiang said.

"Defense is okay. If we are in trouble, we will take turns to fight, one at a time, and take turns. I am the first to go, do you have any opinions?"

"No, no." Chu Yingyang quickly took the stage.

"Then you, Chu Yingyang, Master, Chu Cheng, Qin Yu."

咿?

At the same time, everyone pays attention to the bottom. In the depths of the canyon, a huge face emerges. At first, the color fog condenses. In a blink of an eye, there is already a texture.

Miao auspicious marvel: "A big face, bigger than my master's!"

Luo Yan didn't have so much nonsense, and she jumped out of the leaves to protect her. This Bayeux scripture guarding ability is of course powerful, but compatibility is also the case. Miao Jixiang is only a sixth-order Buddha, and it is impossible for everyone to exert all the fighting power on his leaves.

Luo Yan waved his sword on the leaves, the first thing to destroy was the integrity of the Bayeux scripture.

Sword qi swayed, forming a huge sword net in the canyon. Each sword qi was soft and weak, but when weaved, it even had a hardness like iron net.

Sword Prison!

Luo Yan's Jian He directly enveloped the huge face. The huge face opened his mouth and spewed out a colorful smoke towards Luo Yan. In the colored smoke, a voice sounded: "Luo Yan, do you remember your brother?"

Luo Yan sneered and cut off with a sword. This voice is false no matter who it is.

Her heart is firm, this kind of sensual erosion is almost ineffective.

The sword gas was like the wind, and the colorful smoke was scattered, exposing half of the bones. The other half of the bone was blown away by the sword wind. Luo Yan shook his head and said, "There are weaknesses in people's hearts, but these exist, not to give up, but to know what to protect, this is what you and I have said."

"Luo Yan, in the past few years, you really don't care where I and your mother went?"

Half of the white bones opened to Luo flue, it twisted over the body, in the eye socket, the soul was beating.

"Caring, but what does it have to do with you monsters? Your world is dead, and there is no point in struggling. It would be better for me to put an end to it." Luo Yan finished, and the sword prison shook.

The whole face was broken, and the bones, and the colored smoke.

The interference of monsters cannot penetrate Luo Yan's mind at all. She said a few nonsense, but only to adjust the power, so as to urge the sword prison.

Extinguished the huge face, Luo Yan smiled, Chu Cheng was right, if you have time, you can save some power. If you just shake the sword prison directly and destroy the enemy, the cost will be at least five times greater. Now it's just a little more nonsense.

The face was broken, exposing the source of pollution below, trying to erode Luo Yan's real culprit.

A mushroom growing on dead wood.

Can mushrooms also become fine? Luo Yan was surprised, but the rules of the strange world cannot be judged by the knowledge of the galaxy universe. Since the mushrooms here can be refined, there is no need to think about stewing soup.

The dead branches are very large, larger than the giant trees of the primitive forest in the universe of the Milky Way. The mushrooms are not small, and the whole body is colorful.

Luo Yan calculated it, took out a seal rung, and collected all the mushrooms and dead branches into it.

Monsters are getting more and more powerful, even being able to sense the existence of their parents, and even inferring that they have lost contact with their parents, they can't find their brother.

Below the canyon, more dry branches float up, but there are no strange mushrooms.

There are caves on the dead branches. A winged ant flew out and rushed to Luo Yan. This is simple, Luo Yan Jianguang differentiation, each sword light is as thin as a hairspring.

The dead branches shattered, the ants shattered, and fell into the depths of the canyon.

More dry branches were floating, as if they were washed up by the flood. Luo Yan frowned, and the sword was running, and there was a trace of fireworks in the sword light.

This pyrotechnic gas quickly turned into a real fire, and I heard a bang, and all the dead branches that came into contact with the sword light were quickly ignited and the whole burned up.

The fire spread quickly, and the pollution deep in the canyon, so that low-level monsters can also threaten legends, even level 6. But their essence is still fragile. Even if it is not the ignition of swordsmanship, just ordinary flames can threaten the lives of these monsters. A large number of flying ants were still rushing up when they burned, but Luo Yan couldn't even touch the corner of the skirt and hit the sword prison.

Jian He is a big net, everywhere.

Luo Yan sneered, if it is only this level of attack, for her, fighting for 24 hours is not a problem.

Sword prison is pushing down, Bayeux scripture is falling down, the canyon is not pure darkness, and there are weak light sources everywhere. In Luo Yan's eyes, this scenery has a little fairy tale taste. It's just that the fairy tale is polluted, and the role of a witch is added, which seems a bit scary.

Luo Yan wanted to laugh again. This was because he was together with Chu Cheng. Something in his head escaped.

She and Chucheng both had a serious taste when they were outside. Private get along, but the opposite is true. What to say and what to say, weird things have gone a lot.

Luo Yan once asked Master, Master said, Jianxiu can't turn himself into a sword, he still has to be a human being, so this is no big deal. Everyone has a shell and lives with the soul. Although this is not the only way for every sword repair, but you have already walked on this road, still enjoy the scenery, do not think about how others should go.

The mind is just hard and useless. There has been a saying since ancient times, the people's heart is like iron, and the official law is like a furnace.

There are always rules, and you ca n’t succeed if you resist.

This time the monster tried to erode its own soul, although it has a cut angle, but it did not resonate with itself. Because of his own soul, uniqueness has surpassed commonality.

This is the sword-repairing me, which is made into steel and twisted into softness. It is ever-changing and does not leave its sect.

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Buddha is also talking about me ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Daomen is also talking about me, how do I understand this word?

Buddha said perfection, wisdom, and detachment.

The door came true.

How can false pollution resonate with the real?

Luo Yan felt the depths, screamed, and fell a sword again. The sword's sword burst out, lively and agile, just like a young girl, running and chasing in the field.

What is chasing? But it was a period of spring breeze.

The youthful vitality hit the monster's twisted and decaying body, and the monster wailed. They hate, hate the invading Gaia, hate the disaster that the will of the failed world will come to them, they hate this vitality, like a decayed old man who is not willing to die, looking at the carefree child on the street outside the door.

The monsters hidden in the colorful smoke howled. In their twisted organs, fresh flesh and blood are born and full of vitality.

However, such order power almost directly took away all their lives, as if it was the last burning.

Those fresh flesh, burst, spilled.

Luo Yanzi smiled at the corner of her mouth and turned to fly to Bayeux Scripture. Her foot stepped on the leaf and said to Chu Ying: "I want to realize the sword, it's your turn."

"Congratulations Daoyou." Chu Yingyang arched his hand solemnly, two swords burst into flame, jumped out, and swooped down.

In his opinion, Wu Jian is a very solemn thing.

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