White-Robed Chief

"Oh!" The monk spit out blood and his face changed greatly.

Even if most of the palm strength is eliminated, the remaining palm strength still seriously hurts the monk.

Dan Tian's position is the most vulnerable.

The original monk ’s injuries were almost as good as before. The tibetan runner recovered injuries faster than expected. The yin and yang turned, the upside down and upside down turned negatives into positives, and the injuries soon recovered.

Chu Li was stopped by the two disciples of Haicang Mountain and Fudao Palace. In his heart, there was a great deal of murder and he no longer kept it. His body style suddenly accelerated, his strength soared, and the monk was unable to stop him.

"Stop it!" Hu Jian shouted and shook his sword.

Nie Huaqingxiu's face was also covered with a layer of frost, his eyes were cold, his killing surge surging, and Jian Guang's electric stabbed towards Chu Li.

They are also the top geniuses in Zongmen. They have always been smooth sailing. Even if they are not as good as monks, they do not undermine their self-confidence and pride. Now they watched Chu Li hurt the most good monks but could not do anything. This kind of helplessness made them extremely angry.

Chu Li flashed away before the two, appearing behind the monk, and shot him on the back with one palm.

"Oh!" The monk gave a bitter smile after spitting another blood.

Chu Li's palm almost dispelled the inner strength of the good monk, and the Jizo Scroll had no inner strength to run, and the martial arts was considered to be mostly wasted. He wanted to resist but was powerless.

"Ah-!" Hu Jian roared, depressed.

Their swords are like electricity and swords are like stars. Unfortunately, Chu Li is like a breeze. Their swords can no longer meet Chu Li, making them more angry and painful.

The best monk began to urge mystery.

"Oh!" Chu Li shot him to Dan Tian again, interrupting his secret technique directly, this time completely shattering his cultivation behavior.

The good monk's face faded, Chang Shu shook his head and stopped resisting calmly, saying calmly: "Okay, you won, Zhao Fawang, how are you going to deal with me?"

Chu Li said: "What do you say!"

The good monk smiled: "It looks like I'm going to die today!"

"You know it!" Chu Li nodded.

While talking to the good monk, he avoided the swords of Nie Hua and Hu Jianxin. Their swords and swords were sharp, but they couldn't touch Chu Li's body, and Chu Li's feet calmly and casually avoided.

"Nevertheless, then, please give me a good day." The monk, who was a good monk, calmed down.

Chu Lidao said: "You can't die yet."

He said that the good monk was stopped, and a shadow disappeared before Nie Hua and Hu Jianxin.

The two were chasing after each other, but disappeared after a dozen miles.

After the two stopped, their faces were so dull that they could drip water, and they were angry and apprehensive. The best monk was in front of him, and they were not opponents!

Chu Li and the monk appeared in a pine forest.

The breeze was blowing slowly, and the pine forest was light.

"Wang Zhao Fa, what do you want?" The monk who was kind had suddenly realized his life and death, calm and peaceful, and said calmly, "If the Tibetan scriptures revolve, don't waste your time."

Chu Li said, "I want to know your runner tower!"

"The runner tower in Zhuanlun Temple is as it is in the cycle of life and death. Haha, it is impossible for you to enter the runner tower, so die as soon as possible!" Disciples, may not have a chance to enter the runner tower! "

Chu Liheng said, "What is the situation in the tower?"

The good monk has already abolished martial arts, and the Jizo Scroll cannot exert its power, so his mind has lost the barrier. Chu Li can clearly see that his words fell, and the perfect monk presented the runner tower. Situation.

Chu Li slightly squinted his eyes and felt the breath of the runner tower carefully, immersing himself in the realm.

He seemed to turn into the runner tower as a good monk, and saw a mural one by one. On the wall is a reincarnation picture of the heavens and the human, six reincarnation pictures, lifelike, exuding a strange breath.

While staring at the murals, Chu Li felt the breath emanating from the murals, comprehending the wonderfulness of the Jizo Scroll, and time passed quickly. He closed his eyes and sat on the ground, like sleeping.

The best monk was immersed in the runner tower and could not help himself.

He now thinks about the reincarnation tower, which is completely different from his previous feelings. He has a clearer sense of the world and a deeper understanding of the reincarnation.

Everything in the world is in reincarnation. Even if it is as hard as a stone, it cannot stand the vicissitudes of time. It must be reduced to powder. People and heaven are also in the reincarnation. If you want to escape from the reincarnation, you can only practice after seeing the reincarnation. .

The Scriptures of the Jizan Scriptures circulate in Xintianyu, which are in harmony with the perception in his mind. Unconsciously, a warm breath is generated in his body again, flowing along the meridians, ending at Dantian.

After this breath came in, Dan Tian seemed to have dried up and cracked the field to meet Gan Lin, and quickly recovered. The original internal force that had been lost was restored in a blink of an eye, and it was better than before.

"Haha ... haha ​​..." He suddenly looked up and laughed.

I did not expect this time to be blessed because of misfortune, because Chu Li was abolished in martial arts, and in a desperate situation, he finally let go of life and death completely, and realized that he would push the Tibetan prayer wheel to another level.

His martial arts came from scratch in no time, he resumed, and he improved to a more advanced level.

I used to be better off than Chu Li, but now he is not weaker than him with martial arts advancement. He has picked up his life. How can I feel the danger of death?

Chu Li slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes flashed slowly.

His mind has always been attached to the monk, and he feels the same. The monk's perception can be shared with him, so his prayer wheel in the Tibetan Plateau has instantly been refined into two layers.

Compared to the good monk, his gains are even greater.

He smiled: "Congratulations to the monk, the martial arts are restored!"

With a single stroke of his voice, he had shot the abdomen of the monk, and ruined his martial arts again.

The smile of the good monk came to an abrupt end, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Chu Li smiled and said, "You have recovered your martial arts, and my martial arts have also improved greatly. Unfortunately, I still want to send you to Tianwaitian!"

The good monk frowned and looked at him: "How is that possible! How can you also improve?"

Chu Lidao said: "I got two strings of beads and felt the breath on the beads so that I realized it."

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The good monk frowned, "It's the bead of our Zhuanlun Temple!"

Chu Li smiled: "Exactly."

"You have our beads ..." The good monk shook his head and said, "But I can comprehend the prayer wheels from the beads, never before!"

"It seems my luck is very good." Chu Li smiled. "The best monk, do you think someone can save you?"

Of course he saw the meaning of the monk's procrastination, and he wanted to wait for the chance of life, but he was not ready to give the monk the chance. the value of.

The good monk sighed: "A big dream in my life, and now the party wakes up in the dream, come on!"

Chu Li suddenly shakes his hands.

Han Guang got into the head of the monk and killed himself.

PS: The update is complete. (To be continued.)