White-Robed Chief

"Pop! Pap!" In two clear claps, Chu Li emerged from the void, and stroked his palm in admiration: "Admire!"

Song Jing's last few palms were really beautiful. They didn't face the old man in the green robe, and kept him from staring at his eyes, which weakened his ability, especially the last trick was extremely subtle.

In his place, he was afraid that he would not be so easy.

Song Jingbai hummed at one glance: "You just watch the excitement?"

Chu Li smiled and said, "Anyway, you can be resurrected!"

"If he is killed, he may not live!" Song Jing hummed.

The old man in the green robe is weird, and it is undoubtedly the man of the demon. The terrible place of the demon martial arts is here. It is the perfect fusion of spirit and internal force. Ordinary people can't resist it.

If the old man took a photo of Baihui Point in the palm of his hand just now, he might not be able to survive if he died. In addition, the demon was very vicious and he definitely wanted to cut off the first level. Martial arts.

Practice in the White Bone Pagoda with less effort.

And the White Bone Tower is not suitable for anyone's skull. It requires a good master's skull to be effective. The higher the repair, the greater the power of the white bone tower, which is more conducive to cultivation.

Chu Lidao said: "Can you conclude that it is a master of the Demon Sect?"

"No doubt!" Song Jing nodded gently. "I don't know which one."

She only knows the legend of Mozong. She has not personally taught the masters of Mozong. She has experienced scarcity, so she cannot determine which one. There are eighteen gates of Mozong, and the gates have their unique skills. The original Mozong, eighteen Any gate is the top gate.

Chu Li shook his head.

There are not many records of Mozong he has seen. This time, go back and check it carefully.

"There is one more!" Song Jing said, "Let's go, since you broke the formation, let's destroy it!"

Chu Lidao said: "It's better to draw it out."

"Um." Song Jing nodded slightly.

She lifted up the trembling old man in the green robe, and after a while came to the original mountain peak.

Song Jing suddenly slaps at Chu Li, and Chu Li catches it.

There was a loud bang, and the birds in the mountain forest flew up.

The corpse of the old man in the green robe stood upright on a treetop, and as the treetop moved, Song Jing and Chu Li "stopped and thrashed", shaking the sky, and the birds did not dare to fly off. .

After a while, another old man in the green robe was silent and approached like a ghost.

As soon as he approached, he felt bad and turned and walked away.

A hundred meters away, he already saw that his companion was wrong, he didn't see that he was dead, and knew that he was restrained, so he thought of a way to seduce the enemy, turned around and wanted to leave, and got out first.

The flash of Chu Li and Song Jingxi appeared in front of the old man in the green robe almost at the same moment.

The old man had fallen on the tree fork.

"Who are you?" Said the old man in the green robe.

Chu Li and Song Jing stood in front of him side by side, both at a young age, so that the green robe old man's heart was much calmed, and the repair was not strong enough, otherwise it would not make such a strange noise.

Both Chu Li and Song Jing are good at hiding, and the obvious cultivation is only about a quarter of their own, and they seem to be geniuses.

This kind of repair is already a threat to the old man in the green robe, but the odds are not great.

He felt that the companion was careless. The two little guys were not high, and the idea of ​​a stomach should have made a sneak attack, otherwise they would be able to call on their support.

"Who are you?" Chu Li faintly said.

The old man in green robe frowned at Chu Li.

Chu Li struck a gray monk robe with calmness and calmness. He was an eminent monk, which made the green robe old man feel extra dazzling, his heart had a great deal of murder, he saw a monk who fell into a single, and he dared to provoke himself.

Chu Li stared at him, humming: "Is the evil of the demon?"

"Bold!" The old man in the green robe shouted, "Yu Duwen, the old disciple in Xueyang!"

Chu Lidao said: "Blood Yangzong, it really is the evil of the Zongzong!"

"You are the iniquity!" The old man in green robe said coldly: "Even if the two of you seek death, the old man will complete the two of you!"

He said that he could not wait for Chu Li to say more, and could not wait to rush forward.

"Bang bang bang ..." He patted with both palms, his eyes turned to Song Jing.

"Ding ..." Qiankun bracelets uttered a clear whistle, Song Jing's eyes were cold, and she leaned back: "Entrust it to you!"

Chu Li Road said: "Go and see that, you don't have to pretend to be dead!"

Song Jing's face changed slightly, flashing on the treetops, and taking photos with a distant palm.

"Bang!" The old man in the green robe sprayed a blood arrow, and opened his eyes suddenly when he shuddered to escape.

"Huh!" Song Jing sneered, and appeared next to the old man in the green robe with a slap.

"Well!" A muffled sound, like a small stone falling into the deep well.

The old man in the green robe was straight and can't afford it, and Qiqiao bleeds.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, thunder seemed to come from his head.

Song Jing was taken aback and photographed again.

Red and white blood and brain were sprayed out in the "Bang" Qiqiao, the body trembled twice, and finally remained motionless.

While Chu Li struggled with Yu Duwen, he watched this side, seeing the different aspect of the old man in the green robe, faintly observing the special features of Mozong's martial arts, and the use of spiritual power was better than the others.

Especially the thunder of the green robe old man's mind made him even more surprised.

Song Jing stood still, looking at the corpse of the old man in green robe ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ frowning and thinking.

She didn't care about the tragic situation in front of her, she just thought about the previous out of phase, how to cope with the next encounter, blindly do not look at each other's eyes is not the way, Qiankun bracelet is of course mysterious can protect the god, but such treasures are extremely rare.

If she doesn't have the Qiankun bracelet, she's afraid it's more ferocious.

It is likely that Master calculated that he had to face the master of the Demon Sect in advance, so he gave Qiankun a bracelet.

Yu Duwen's face changed slightly, and his thoughts of running away abruptly found that Chu Li and Song Jing were underestimated, and it is likely to be planted here.

He thought about it, his eyes suddenly freeze, and he sighed in a low voice: "Oh!"

This sighed lightly to the intestines, instantly touching the mind.

Chu Li narrowed his eyes.

"Boom!" Yu Duwen only felt a sudden electric light in front of his eyes, and then his head shuddered.

He was not awake yet, the darkness was before him, and the tide came to devour himself.

Chu Li remembered the **** of thunder and thunder sword, and he closed all acupuncture points of Yu Duwen with a flick of his monk's sleeve, and then his eyes were slightly coagulated, trying to see through his mind.

The blood-red light shrouded, and Dayuan Jingzhi could not be broken. He could not see what he thought, and he was disappointed.

Sealing all internal forces can not weaken this blood red light, there are indeed weird, it seems that it is not internal skills, but the method of special cultivation of spiritual power, which is extremely rare.

In the void of his mind, the sword of the **** of thunder was re-emerged, and a sword was stabbed out.

The red blood swayed, as if the flames met the wind, as if unaffected, Chu Li could see that it was dim.

After the sixteen Taoist God Thunder Swords, the blood was finally dim, and finally, when the seventeenth Taoist God Thunder Swords disappeared, "Sheng" disappeared.

Chu Li Dayuan Jingzhi immediately observed the void in his mind.

A round of red sun leaped into view, and the bright red **** sun exuded infinite light and heat.

Chu Li felt a pain in his head, almost screamed, and was busy taking back the observation, but it was too late.