Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 202 Hell Blue Silk

   As soon as the voice fell, the little hand was like a red-hot soldering iron, bright red and clear.

   "Ah~"

  Ghost baby eats pain.

  Ghost mother Ning Gang instantly covered her whole body.

   This is not over yet, above the ghost mother's condensate, a long strand of extremely black hair suddenly condenses.

  As soon as the strands of hair appeared, they got tangled up on Li Ge.

   "It's an interior spectacle!"

   "Ghost mother Ninggang! Hell blue silk!"

   "Hell blue silk, extremely sharp, tied to the soul!"

   "The little monk, I'm afraid it's..."

   "Ah~ I've done something wrong."

   Just when everyone thought that the innocent little monk in front of him was about to be split in two by hell's blue silk.

   Outrageously raised his head and smiled again: "Amitabha~"

"Are you happy?"

  Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

   Guiying's eyes widened, and Sesame's pupils dilated.

  The next moment, Gui Qingsi, who has always been proud of her.

   "Chi~"

   It's like being scorched by fire.

   Curled directly from the middle, disconnected.

   "Boom~"

   followed by an outrageous step.

  The ghost baby fell to the ground like a headlong onion.

  The audience was silent.

  What ghost mother, what blue hair.

   Nothing.

   "噗~"

   One move was defeated, and the baby ghost spit out a mouthful of blood.

   "What just happened?"

   "Hell blue thread...broken?"

   "The Holy Son of the Ghost Sect has been arrested?"

   "The little monk... defeated the Holy Son of the Ghost Cult with one move?"

   "What is his background? Could it be that he started practicing from the womb?"

   "The master said that the glory of Shasheng Temple has long since ended, and the future belongs to the Dian Cang Sect, and belongs to you, a big-headed ghost!"

   "Sasheng Temple, it really has a profound heritage."

   "I can't afford to provoke you."

   "Sassho Temple... What kind of fairy temple is it?!"

  All the monks couldn't help wondering: If the Shasheng Temple hadn't been closed and the mountain closed, what would the southern border be like.

  The outrageous little monk tilted his head, looking at the ghost baby from arrogant to now fearful and obedient.

   It is exactly the sentence: How proud you were just now, how humble you are now.

   Absurdly silent, but the eyes are full of spirits.

  The empty heart seems to have found the long-lost fulfillment.

  【So this is my happiness! 】

  【Training is really fun! 】

   "Brother, thank you for your hard work~"

  The 'outrageous' little monk smiled brightly.

  He finally found the real source of happiness.

   The corner of Li Chen's mouth twitched, some people's dispositions remain the same even if their souls are changed.

   The ghost baby fell.

  Ghost Cult became a lot more honest in an instant.

  As for Venerable Green Nightmare, he is naturally stronger than Shengzi Guiying in terms of strength.

   But in terms of mind, it is much deeper than ghost babies.

   A half-grown child in the Shasheng Temple can kill the Holy Child and Ghost Infant.

  Want to run?

  The three elders, the five elders... all cast caring eyes.

   Venerable Green Nightmare coughed lightly, but didn't dare to move a little bit, honestly like a little daughter-in-law.

  Behind him, He Cangwu secretly let out a cry of joy.

  He was already annoyed at seeing that holy son and ghost baby.

   This time Shasheng Temple can vent his anger for himself!

  Thank you Sashoji~

  …

  Tao Hongda was dumbfounded.

  You guys fought earlier, so I won’t be so entangled.

   "It's the Ghost Cult, it's all the Ghost Cult who threatened us to do this!"

   At the moment, all the deeds done by forcing the Black Wind Fort under the power of adultery were exposed.

   It caused all the monks to curse.

  From today onwards, the Ghost Cult's prestige will plummet.

   This is also the real purpose of Lichen.

  One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

  Southern Xinjiang only needs to have the Shasheng Temple.

  …

   "Ghost Cult is a cancer!"

   "Get rid of the Ghost Cult!"

   "Restore the blue sky in southern Xinjiang!"

  …

  Amidst the sound of crusade, Guiying suddenly snorted coldly: "Killing a Buddha child is really extraordinary."

   When he spoke at this time, he smiled on the skin and didn't smile.

  It is inevitable that there will be some yin and yang.

  He has a pair of eyes with only one pupil, and as he sweeps across the crowd, all of them feel chilly.

   "You fools, what are you?"

   "Isn't it for the auspiciousness of the Shasheng Temple?"

  He was angry with his words, but he actually shifted everyone's attention to the killing red lotus.

  Suddenly, the voice of discussion in the martial arts arena suddenly decreased a lot.

   Sure enough, what the ghost baby said hit their hearts.

at this time.

   bang~

   Suddenly there was a loud noise.

  Everyone was shocked.

  On the guest table, there was a smiling scholar who kept waving a folding fan, smiling and not saying a word...

   Exploded!

  The body was torn apart and flew everywhere.

  Even the disciples of the Kaishan Mansion who were sitting beside him were all **** from the blast.

  The martial arts field suddenly became chaotic.

  On the high platform, Zen Master Jiyong turned cold: "Yanshi Palace?!"

   "Surrogate doll?!"

   "The forbidden area behind the mountain..."

   But Lonely Chan Master smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry."

   "Houshan has its own arrangements."

  …

   All the monks in the martial arts arena, all felt a little bit in their hearts: "Yanshi Palace doesn't talk about martial ethics, but they are the first to get there!"

   "My Radiant Red Lotus!"

   "Fart, it's obviously Danxin Honglian!"

  The scene was chaotic for a while.

  The temptation of Tiandibao is great.

   As soon as the voice fell, several people rose into the air.

   want to get a share of the action.

   with!

   But the stick followed closely behind.

   bang bang bang~

  All hit the ground.

  Lonely Zen Master sneered: "The mob."

   "Arise!"

   "The Great Array of Killing Blood Buddhas!"

  哗啦啦~

  Bright and dark, countless bald heads jumped out together.

  The shadows of the monks were densely packed, and when the heroes saw it, their hearts were half cold.

  This group of bald donkeys are so shady.

   It's just that no one noticed, and there was one person missing in the martial arts arena.

  …

  Sasheng Temple, the forbidden area behind the mountain.

  In the hidden place at the corner, a thin figure, like a ghost, turned over several trap formations, as if entering a no-man's land.

   This person is none other than Hou Chunfeng, a smiling scholar from Yanshi Palace.

  Yanshi Palace is famous for manipulating puppets.

  Their puppets are often covered with the flesh and blood of the unborn.

  From the appearance, it is impossible to tell whether it is a real person or a puppet.

  Even with the method of Yuanshen exploration, it is impossible to distinguish the authenticity from the false.

   It can be said to be ingenious.

  And Hou Chunfeng made up his mind from the very beginning, using dolls as substitutes for the blind.

  As for his real body, he had already resorted to the method of concealment, following the scent, sneaked into the forbidden area behind the Shasheng Temple.

  The forbidden area of ​​killing life in the killing life temple is originally full of traps and unpredictable formations.

  But because of the previous red lotus karma, many magic circles were exhausted.

   He happened to find a loophole.

  Hou Chunfeng smiled softly in his heart: Shasheng Temple is really strong on the outside but on the inside.

  Two hundred years ago, the demon sect that made the world fearful was finally dead.

  Going all the way along the forbidden passage, and soon came to the blood pool.

   The road is unimpeded, as if entering no one's land.

  In the pool of blood, a scarlet lotus blooms, Tufang Narui.

  The lotus is surrounded by a layer of red light, and the billowing aroma condenses into essence.

  Drilling directly on the body makes people feel that there are not enough pores on the whole body.

   This fragrance alone is far better than the Spirit Gathering Formation of Yanshi Palace.

  He couldn't help thinking in his heart: Shasheng Temple is really a good fortune.

   But, now this fortune belongs to me!

  PS: Ask for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and tips.

   Thanks to the book friends: Han Guang Tie Yi, a bowl of tofu brain, the reward of the fool's sundry pile, Shuo Qi spreads gold watchman, Han Shines Tie Yi.

  (end of this chapter)