White-Robed Chief

"I don't know anything." Song Jing said in a deep voice.

Chu Li looked at her with a smile and smiled: "Should we show off our strategy again?"

Song Jing said: "Even if it is, but I have something unknown, I have to figure it out."

"Let's go." Chu Li said, "Reading about your death will help you to confuse you."

"The two black beads are really relics?" Song Jing said.

Chu Li nodded: "If I read correctly, it must be reliance."

"Why is there so much power?" Song Jing frowned. "I haven't seen relics, but I'm not so scary. It seems to destroy the world."

"This is what I want to figure out." Chu Li frowned.

When he saw the two black beads, he immediately recognized it as relic. He had seen a lot of relics, he was very familiar, and he could recognize them at a glance.

And the two black beads exuded a solemn sacred breath, which is unique to Buddhist monks.

He thought of beckoning here.

Two black beads swelled out of the rubble and drifted lightly into his hands.

The delicate, warm and hard feeling of the tentacles, he determined that it was indeed a relic, and it was also a monk relic, but there was a strange breath, from cold to overcast, to evil to evil, and he could not help but spread a brutal Murder, wishing to destroy everything.

He frowned.

He has a lot of mysteries, and his mind is almost invincible. Many miracles can be suppressed, but if he is changed for ordinary people, it will not be affected, and it will definitely be affected.

"Is it relic?" Song Jing asked.

Chu Li smiled and took Black Pearl into her arms, and nodded: "Exactly, Girl Song, let's say goodbye. Unfortunately, we are enemies. If there is an afterlife, let us be friends."

He glanced from side to side and shook his head and smiled: "And there is no plan to slow down the soldiers. There is no turning point."

He was talking, and slowly reached out his palm, his hands were printed, and the demon seal would be printed.

"Hey, it's you!" Suddenly, he stopped drinking like a thunder.

Chu Li's face changed slightly, and he saw the four elders suddenly flashing, wearing black robes, withered faces, and his eyes swept away like cold electricity.

When they appeared, the void around them was already locked, apparently old-fashioned.

Chu Li turned into a beat, and a palm wind swept over Song Jing's body.

Song Jing's body suddenly recovered as usual.

Her face was hard to look at.

Chu Lishen said, "Lee Feiyu, who are you?"

He talked, took a black bead from his arms, sent in an internal force, and threw it to the four old men in Xuanyi, at an extremely fast speed.

He threw black beads with a sky knife, and a flash of black light had reached the four black robe old men.

"Boom!" There was a thunderous sound, Chu Li and Song Jing flew straight out, spitting bleeding arrows in their mouths.

They knew that the power of this black bead was powerful, but they were not expected to be so powerful. They were spread over four or five feet away and still had such power, two or three times more powerful than their full blow.

Song Jing suddenly disappeared.

Chu Li frowned and shook her head helplessly. This Song Jing was also smart enough, but she had only too few intrigues and conspiracies, so she was a little bit vicious.

But after going through these two baptisms by myself, it will become more terrible and endlessly troublesome.

He thought so, but he had disappeared.

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When he returned to Da Ci'en Temple's own meditation hall, he breathed a long sigh of relief, his internal organs were faintly painful, and he looked at the remaining black beads while performing his exercises.

This time I got two treasures, and the harvest was great. With them, and with the Qiankun bracelet, it is enough to cope with the general threat.

However, Song Jing also has treasures, but this time it is too late to show them, and she is always rushed to the front. After remembering the lesson the next time, she can't please him at Song Jing.

It's better not to meet each other, otherwise they will suffer, this time they almost died, Song Jing is too dangerous.

He looked at the black bead and frowned.

If you dare not go to explore, you will explode as soon as you do so.

Da Yuan Jing watched, but found nothing and was blocked by invisible forces. Looking at it with his eyes, he found nothing, which made him even more itchy.

"Master, but you're back?" The voice of a qualitative monk sounded outside.

Chu Lidao said, "Brother, please come in."

The qualitative monk pushed in the door, the gray robe fluttered, and he walked calmly. He was a monk-like figure, his eyes suddenly freeze, and he walked.

Qualitative monks have always been meticulous and meticulous. At this time, such a disposition is obviously because of the black beads that made Chu Li smile.

"Brother can recognize this thing?" Chu Li asked.

The qualitative monk's face was dull, and Shen said, "Where did it come from?"

Chu Lidao said: "Could Brother Meng Chen from Qianyang Island know?"

"Qianyang Island Meng Chen ..., Feiyang Excalibur, right?" The qualitative monk frowned. "Aren't you dead?"

"They didn't die, they got an adventure, and it was soaring, and this thing was from them." Chu Li said, "The power is too amazing, but it is reliance."

The qualitative monk stared at the black bead, coldly: "This is the most evil thing in the world."

Chu Li said: "Brother said to listen."

"This is the time when the monk was dying, and was formed by being killed by the demon demon." Immediately, the soul is destroyed, and it is impossible to enter the reincarnation. "

Chu Li thoughtfully: "Extreme demon power? ... Is there any magic power in this world?"

"This is nature ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Qualitative monk:" But the magic has disappeared, and it is hidden, it cannot be eradicated, just like the yin and yang in the world, there is yin and yang, and it cannot be eradicated. "

Chu Li nodded thoughtfully: "Why haven't I met?"

"Because you are a Buddhist." The qualitative monk hummed. "We are most sensitive to the magic, even within ten miles. The magic is more sensitive, and they will find us earlier, so Avoid them in advance and it is almost impossible to find them. "

Chu Li frowned, "They are so afraid of us?"

"They restrained us by martial arts, and at the same time we restrained them by martial arts." Qualitative monk said: "And after millions of years of suppression, they are incomparable, can avoid it, and dare not force us."

Chu Li frowned at the black beads.

"As for these demonized relics, they are a long time ago." The qualitative monk hummed. "At that time, the magic gate was crazy, and now they rarely dare to do so."

"Is that still there?" Chu Li frowned.

"... Yes." The qualitative monk resentfully said: "There are always some bold and intimidating people, and because of the magic effects, the temperament guys are the most extreme and easy to take risks."

Chu Lidao said: "We can't chase them, what about other ancestors?"

"The other ancestors don't want to mess with them." The qualitative monk shook his head and said, "The magic gate behaves strangely, it's very difficult to prevent, and it's very daunting."

Chu Lidao said: "There are no good people in the magic gate?"

"As long as we practice magic, we Buddhists will sacrifice it!" The qualitative monk said: "The grievances cannot be explained clearly."

"Magic power ..." Chu Li groaned.

He was wondering if his magical powers of heaven were here.

Fortunately, he had the Withering Sutra, and he has been hiding the magic of the sky, never leaking it.