Nightwatcher

Except for specific items and methods, few people in the world can manipulate dragon energy, even the supervisor is powerless. Not to mention Tarling?

Therefore, Xu Qi'an, who possesses the fragments of the book from the ground and the formulas taught by Jianzheng, as well as the fate of half the country, is the only existence in the world who can manipulate the dragon's energy.

Under such a premise, all Xu Qi'an had to do was to be present when the Buddhist sect snatched the dragon energy. .

No one would have thought that there was someone who could manipulate dragon energy hidden in Wu Fuli of Leizhou, and Jing Xin hadn't expected it, so when he learned that the tower spirit could guide dragon energy, he thought he was sure.

After the dragon air entered the fragments of the book from the ground, it immediately swallowed the little dragon in the mirror, and then coiled in the space of the book from the ground, turning into a solidified sculpture without moving.

In an instant, all eyes following Long Qi focused on Xu Qi'an.

The Leizhou people looked envious and jealous, while the Buddhist monks were tearful.

"you"

The head of Hengyin's face turned grim, pointed at Xu Qi'an, and roared: "The evil devil heretics, the evil devils heretics, today you will definitely die."

This person first wounded the monks in the temple, then instigated Leizhou warriors with clever words, and then summoned Sun Xuanji, the warlock of Sitianjian.

Laid an ambush in the dream world, and after leaving the dream, bombarded himself again.

Under all kinds of accumulation, Zen Master Hengyin's mentality exploded.

Zen Master Jingxin's complexion was slightly distorted, and there was a feeling that his heart was being twisted like a knife. The chance and fortune that should belong to him were forcibly taken away by others.

The monk Jingyuan shouted: "Hand over the treasure of Buddhism, and spare your life."

Xu Qi'an sneered and said: "The treasures are virtuous, and it chose me. The Buddhist sect wants to do things like plunder? Brothers, kill them together and share the treasures equally."

Li Shaoyun's eyes lit up: "Is this true?"

The envious Leizhou warriors also looked over.

"If it's a lie, you'll kill me at that time." Xu Qi'an laughed.

Liu Yun's eyes flashed, and she said loudly: "It makes sense, kill the group of bald donkeys first, leave the Buddha Pagoda, and then we will divide the treasure equally. If you can't leave the Pagoda, everything is empty talk."

Now she is standing by Xu Qian's side unprincipled, to repay his life-saving grace.

Leizhou Wufu thought about it, it made sense, he immediately guarded the cannon, holding the weapon in one hand, and raised the firecracker or military crossbow with the other, confronting him as a Buddhist monk.

Heng Yin was furious: "Who is doing the robbery? It's you! The dragon energy is a treasure of my Buddhism, how can you, a vulgar warrior, get your hands on it. If you don't hand over the dragon energy today, you won't be able to leave the pagoda Pagoda. All members of the same sect, together with the poor monk to subdue the devil."

He sat cross-legged on the spot, put his palms together, and recited scriptures.

All the Zen masters then sat cross-legged, clasped their hands together, and recited scriptures.

Leizhou Martial Artist's mind shook, those mosquito-like voices lingered in his ears, reverberated in his mind, washed away the hostility in his heart, and made people have the urge to "convert to Buddhism".

The Zen masters in the Buddhist system are not known for their combat power. The main means of attack comes from the "precepts" of the fifth-rank monks. The ninth-rank monks have no combat power bonus.

The seventh-rank mage is proficient in Buddhism, can save the souls of the dead, and brainwash the living.

Zen master Liupin practiced Zen skills, and when sitting in meditation, he was not afraid of the invasion of foreign demons.

The fourth-rank ascetic monk, like the ninth-rank novice monk, belongs to the front rank, and does not have a combat power bonus.

In other words, before the second-rank Arhat, the combat power of the Zen master system is extremely limited.

From this point, we can get a glimpse of why Buddhism has two systems. The monks are more like the bodyguards of the Zen masters, escorting them before they attain the fruition.

Therefore, the other name of the third-grade King Kong is: Dharma Protector King Kong.

The first Hengyin led all the Zen masters to chant scriptures, and what they used was the ability of a seventh-rank mage-brainwashing living people.

The Sanskrit sound penetrated the space on the second floor, transforming Leizhou warriors. Except Li Shaoyun and a few fifth-rank warriors, the other heroes all had grim faces and showed resistance.

Although he has never escaped into Buddhism, he has also lost his combat power, and only cares about fighting against the growing desire to become a monk in his heart.

Fortunately, the disciples of the East China Sea Dragon Palace were also affected and lost their combat power.

Bang Dang Xu Qi'an calmly took out a cannon, pointed it at the Buddhist monk, twirled the fuse with his fingertips, and ignited it.

In the muffled sound of "Boom", the cannon retreated sharply, and the cannon popped out of the boring, hitting the first Hengyin.

Monk Jingyuan stood in front of all the Zen masters, punching the cannon with his fist, and the air wave accompanied by the fire swept across one-third of the space.

In a space that is not spacious enough, artillery can exert great lethality.

The crowd staggered back as they were pushed by the air waves, their eyebrows and hair were scorched by the flames, the Zen master sitting cross-legged swayed to and fro, and immediately sat cross-legged again and continued to chant scriptures.

Dongfang Wanqing snatched a monk's Jiedao with his hands, ran a few steps, and suddenly turned around, cutting out a blade light that distorted the air.

The sword light cut into pieces the bodies of the two people from the rivers and lakes, passed through the gun barrel, and exploded on the hard ground.

The barrel is split in two with a flush cut.

Yuan Yi let out a cold snort, commanding and moving like a rabbit, and approached Dongfang Wanrong in two steps. In the process, he held down the saber at his waist.

Dongfang Wanrong is a wizard, as long as he seizes the opportunity to get close to him, he can kill the opponent within ten moves.

Zen Master Jingxin clasped his hands together, locked onto Yuan Yi, and said:

"lay down."

boom!

The gunshot rang out, and Xu Qi'an pulled the trigger, trying to blow off Zen Master Jingxin's dog's head, preventing him from exercising the precepts.

Dongfang Wanqing turned around and threw the Jiedao, with a "Dang", the spinning Jiedao collided with Yuan Yi's saber, missing the edge of the knife.

Grasping this gap, Dongfang Wanrong summoned a phantom, descending on her body, giving her the physique and defense no less than a martial artist.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Yuan Yi's attack with the intent of a knife slashed at Dongfang Wanrong like a torrential rain, causing her to back up again and again, unable to parry, and could only resist forcefully.

Despite possessing a warrior's physique and defense, melee combat is the domain of a warrior.

On the other side, Li Shaoyun was waving a long spear, entangled Dongfang Wanqing, the spear was like a dragon, and every time he pointed it out, it was accompanied by ear-piercing air explosions.

"laugh!"

Dongfang Wanrong tore off the corner of Yuan Yi's clothes, and activated the killing spell.

Yuan Yi, who was fierce and fierce one moment, suddenly froze the next moment, his face turned pale, as if he had suffered unimaginable injuries, injuries from within his body.

It's a pity that Dongfang Wanrong couldn't tear off Yuan Yi's hair, otherwise the power of the curse killing technique would be a little stronger.

Before she had time to fight back, a figure flashed out beside her, with two knives interlaced, slashing at her neck, sparks splashed, and harsh sounds spread throughout the space.

The phantom above Dongfang Wanrong's head shook violently, on the verge of collapsing, and deep knife marks appeared on her snow-white neck, dripping with blood.

"Stinky monk, still not helping?"

Dongfang Wanrong scolded angrily.

It is impossible for her to block two fourth-rank warriors who are good at close combat by herself.

Jingyuan had no choice but to join the battlefield, while restraining the master of the Shuangdaomen, while paying attention to the Zen masters.

Inside the pagoda, Li Lingsu stood on the fort, peeping at the beads in King Kong's hands with a little fear, worried for his two little friends.

As for Xu Qian, to Li Lingsu, what Xu Qian wants to grab has nothing to do with him, success or failure doesn't matter, as long as this senior can get out of the tower smoothly.

"Sun, Senior Sun"

Li Lingsu said: "What is the origin of that dragon energy just now?"

Sun Xuanji said: "Yes."

After a while, Li Lingsu didn't get a follow-up reply.

Just when he was concentrating on watching the battle and had forgotten his own question, he heard Sun Xuanji say slowly: "Dragon"

What are you talking about? Li Lingsu's head was full of question marks.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

The little white fox curled up in Mu Nanzhi's arms, watching with relish.

"Can you see the beads that far away?"

Mu Nanzhi rubbed its head.

"Don't rub my head, it's really uncomfortable." The little white fox said softly:

"I can see it, very clearly."

Mu Nanzhi was a little envious, the distance was too far, she couldn't see anything.

She rubbed the little white fox's head again, the hair was soft and warm, if made into fox fur, it would be suitable for wearing in this increasingly cold season.

Wait, what am I thinking, it's still a child Mu Nanzhi restrained a woman's instinctive desire for mink clothes and fox fur.

"By the way, you little vixen, how did you come here?" Mu Nanzhi asked curiously.

This little fox appeared beside him inexplicably, without warning.

"Your Majesty let me come!"

The little white fox answers all questions, is honest and well-behaved.

"Ma'am?" Mu Nanzhi looked at it.

"I can't say that, I said I have to close the little black house." The little white fox said sincerely.

Xu Qi'an silently appeared in the shadow of the first Hengyin, he blew out a puff of blue smoke, accompanied by the poisonous gas, the aphrodisiac gas of the love gu, and the ability of the mind gu to affect the mind.

But these failed without exception. When the Zen master sat in meditation, he could resist the invasion of foreign demons.

Xu Qi'an was not surprised by this, because he knew the magic of Zen skills, which Monk Shenshu had already demonstrated. The reason why he made these seemingly useless attempts was because he really had to deal with the monks guarding the surrounding area.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monks were disturbed and controlled by love, poison and heart, Xu Qi'an slapped the first Hengyin's Baihui acupoint with one palm.

"Do not kill!"

Zen Master Jingxin clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice.

A look of struggle flashed across Xu Qi'an's eyes, but he didn't take the picture after all.

After this delay, the monk Jingyuan came back with a livid face to rescue Hengyin.

Seeing this, Xu Qi'an immediately stopped hesitating and jumped back with the help of the shadow.

Just as Jing Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly heard a scream, and looked sideways, his eyes tearing apart.

A monk stabbed the Jie Dao into Heng Yin's chest, and the blood instantly stained the cassock. The accident happened too fast, Jing Xin and Jing Yuan focused their attention on Xu Qi'an, and they didn't expect that there would be a young boy among the monks.

The monk drew out his saber and said with a smirk, "If you dare to be his enemy, you will all die."

With a gloomy face, Jing Yuan slapped out a palm, knocking out the monk who had been infected by the love gu.

"This is love Gu, the love Gu of the South Border Gu clan. People who have been caught by love Gu will desperately fall in love with the host who controls the mother Gu." Jing Xin sighed.

The Buddhist monk was startled and angry, he looked at Xu Qi'an as if he was looking at a devil.

Xu Qi'an shouted in a low voice: "Not getting up yet!"

After the words fell, the first Hengyin, who was supposed to die, suddenly sat up, put his hands together, looked at Dongfang Wanrong with empty eyes, and said:

"Put down the butcher knife!"

Dongfang Wanrong's tender body froze suddenly, and confusion flashed in her eyes.

Corpse Gu!

When Xu Qi'an came out of Heng Yin's shadow just now, while disturbing the monk with the poisonous Gu, love Gu and heart Gu, he did two things at the same time. The first thing was to implant the child Gu of love Gu into the nearest Inside the body of the famous monk.

The second thing is that the corpse gu sub-gu was sprinkled on Heng Yin's cassock. After Heng Yin died, the corpse gu occupied his body and turned him into a puppet.

Because of the limited ability of corpse Gu, only part of Hengyin's cultivation can be reserved, which is about the fifth rank.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

For a warrior who is good at fighting, Dongfang Wanrong's flaws are simply fatal.

Three knives slashed at her body like a torrential rain, the phantom shaking violently, it was about to collapse in sight.

Without the blessing of the phantom of the heroic soul, Dongfang Wanrong, who is a wizard, would be instantly beheaded by two fourth-rank warriors, and there was no second possibility.

Zen Master Jingxin had despair in his eyes, looked at Ta Ling, who was always smiling and folded his palms together, and stayed out of the way, and said in a deep voice:

"Senior, I only have two requests, please release Nalan Tianlu, and please send us out of the Pagoda."

Since you can't beat the inside of the tower, send everyone out of the tower.

The old monk looked at Xu Qi'an and the others with a peaceful face: "Are you willing?"

"I don't want to!"

Xu Qi'an immediately said, and after finishing speaking, he murmured in his heart: This tower spirit's temper is really weird.

The old monk shook his head and said, "The poor monk will not force others."

Zen Master Jingxin's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "That doesn't include them."

The old monk nodded and smiled: "Yes."

He waved his hand immediately, and the fine golden light blew past, attached to the disciples of Donghai Dragon Palace and the monks of Sanhua Temple.

The next moment, they disappeared inside the tower and appeared on the square outside the tower.

escaped successfully.

call! After looking around for a moment, Jingxin confirmed that he had reached the outside of the tower, and heaved a sigh of relief.

The monks of Sanhua Temple were pleasantly surprised, feeling lucky to survive the catastrophe.

"Rong'er."

Dongfang Wanrong heard a gentle voice from her side, turned her head abruptly, and saw a semi-illusory old man standing beside her, wrapped in a wizard's robe, with white hair and beard, a vicissitudes of face, and a gentle smile staring at herself.

Her vision was instantly blurred, tears filled her eyes, Dongfang Wanrong choked up and said, "Teacher"

"City Lord Nalan!"

Irb, who was also wrapped in a wizard's robe, appeared, and a black bead popped out from his fingertips, saying:

"You stay in the Soul Cultivation Pearl, and when you return to Jingshan City, let the great wizard reshape your physical body."

For wizards and Taoists who major in primordial spirit, as long as the primordial spirit is not destroyed, the physical body can be replaced. Although it will affect the subsequent promotion due to the "mismatch" of soul and body, it will take decades or hundreds of years of running-in.

But Nalan Tianlu himself is a second-rank rain master, almost the ceiling of his rank, promotion to first-rank requires chance, and it may not be possible to be promoted in hundreds of years.

"Master Uncle Difficulty, this disciple has humiliated his mission, so he can only do something wrong."

Jing Xin walked in front of Du Nan Vajra, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and said.

Du Nan didn't speak, just stared at the entrance of the Buddha Pagoda.

Irbu laughed and said, "It's just a turtle in a urn, Sun Xuanji, did you expect the current situation?"

On the fort in the air, Mu Nanzhi frowned slightly: "Oops, they can't get out."

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