White-Robed Chief

As he confronted the Blood Yangzong, he came to understand Liuliu Miaolian Sutra more and more.

"Boom!" A loud noise rang in Mo Yufang's ear, and then a red sun leaped out before her eyes.

Everything in front of her was shaking violently, and her pain was so abnormal that she was almost destroyed.

Then a Brahma sounded, accompanied by a figure of a white robe monk, muttering the Buddhist scriptures, and the monk's eyes were faintly eccentric, and she was immediately overjoyed.

The Sanskrit sound trembled in the void, and the bright red sun quickly dimmed, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Then Chu Li's figure disappeared.

She opened her eyes slowly.

Chu Lizhen pulled back his fingers and sighed, his face pale.

"Yufang!" Sima Xun shouted.

Mo Yufang looked around and looked at Chu Li again.

Chu Li smiled: "Sister Mo, it doesn't matter, but you have met the Master of Blood Yangzong?"

Mo Yufang frowned and shook his head: "I don't know which case he was in. He shot too fast. I hit the palm before I could avoid it. I braced it back."

A handsome young man flashed in front of her eyes, her eyebrows moved, her eyebrows swollen and her eyes fluttering with a sense of chicness and unbridledness, truly a man who was amazing.

It was this handsome young man who did not hesitate to kill ordinary people. She saw and stopped, but was almost killed by him.

Chu Lidao said: "This person is a master of the Blood Yangzong."

"Hmm ..." Xu Yan shook his head and sighed, his eyebrows worrying: "If it's the Blood Yangzong, that would be troublesome. They will resurrect, and they will definitely make more waves."

Chu Li Road said: "Don't go out recently, Xueyang Zong is likely to kill people."

"That makes sense!" Xu Yan said quickly: "Yufang, you must not go out!"

Mo Yufang busily said, "Stay in the door all the time, when can you go out?"

She likes moving or not, she likes to make fun, so she usually goes out to play in the city below. She can't stay in the door for too long. At this moment, she keeps staying in the door.

"Come on," Xu Yan said.

Mo Yufang said: "Master, otherwise, I shall be a bait, lead the guy out and kill?"

Wei Ren smiled and nodded: "Master, want to get rid of future troubles, or this is more secure, Yufang is getting smarter!"

Mo Yufang smiled proudly: "Sculpture of carving insects!"

Chu Li shook his head gently, "This is not a good plan."

Mo Yufang hurriedly said: "Is it necessary to keep guarding him all the time? How can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves? Better to solve it once and for all!"

Chu Lidao said: "He may not come to kill you, Mister Mo, you are lucky this time, but you may not have the luck next time, the master of the blood Yangzong should know!"

Xu Yan said: "Li worship, has the Blood Yangzong become a climate?"

Chu Li nodded slowly: "It should not be an enemy, or there will be anxiety of destruction!"

The most fundamental reason for Mozong and Buddhism is the restraint of martial arts, but the martial arts of the other side have no restraint against Mozong. It really needs to confront the Blood Yang Zong. Nantianmen can't be blocked, or even consumed at all. Not the strength of Blood Yangzong.

Xu Yan's face grew more and more dull.

Wei Ren and Sima Xun also did not look good.

When Chu Li said that the climate of Xueyangzong had already been formed, they knew that it was not good. Together with Mozong, there was no peace in the world. It was extremely chaotic. The killing was endless. Compared to Mozong, the chaos in front of him was so small .

"How should we deal with it?" Wei Ren looked at Xu Yan: "Will you unite the sects, and then pack up the monsters, just like last time!"

He showed excitement.

The feats of the predecessors were admirable, and they joined forces to overthrow the Demon Sect.

Xu Yan frowned and shook his head.

Chu Li was silent.

Such a major event related to the decision of Zongmen was not his turn. Although he was heavily reused, after all, it was worship rather than preaching, and he always had to be vigilant and alert.

No matter how hard he worked, he couldn't eliminate the disadvantage brought by this kind of background.

Chu Li hugged his fist and said, "Master, elder, I will go back first and then retreat. Sister Mo, don't go out again!"

"I know!" Mo Yufang gave him an impatient glance.

Chu Li smiled, and fisted away.

He went back to his courtyard and sat down, before drinking a cup of tea, knocking on the door outside, Xu Yan pushed the door in and sat across from him: "Li Fengbong, do you think we can win?"

Chu Li smiled: "The entire ancestral gate of the Blood Yangzong can escape the natural reasoning, so it is extremely difficult."

Xu Yan's face changed slightly.

Being able to escape the inferiority of Nantianmen lost the advantage of Nantianmen. He did not dare to expect Nantianmen's strength to surpass the Blood Yangzong. Although they have disappeared for thousands of years, they may not be able to restore their vitality for thousands of years.

Chu Lidao said: "If you can deviate from natural opportunities, you can be assured of bold development, ... I guess that their strength is far more powerful than imagination, even stronger than the original Blood Yangzong!"

"It seems incompetent ..." Xu Yan sighed.

Chu Li nodded.

"I see." Xu Yan hugged his fist: "Li Feng worships you and continue to retreat."

Chu Li smiled and fisted him away.

The next moment, he disappeared again and appeared in the Temple of Fu Mo.

He stood in front of a shelf in the Temple of the Demons and opened the previously selected box again.

I didn't bother again this time.

Inside the box is a relic of golden light flowing, showing a sacred atmosphere ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ can't help but want to worship.

He was taken aback, the relic breath was stronger than he could see.

After thinking about it, he pasted the relic of the golden light to the center of his eyebrows, and then "ding ..." a clear mingling like a jade pan, melodious, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, facing his back.

Slowly, the figure turned around, startling Chu Li.

The figure in front of him had two heads, just like the statue on the first floor.

The statue downstairs is lifelike, but it is a real figure, with eyes wide, a bald head with a gentle and majestic head, and a long hair like a sword, real and true.

"Buddha, Jue Ye, Demon, and Dye, one in and one out, the sky is far away ..." The mouths of both heads were opened at the same time, and a verse was recited, echoing in Chu Li's ear.

Chu Li unknowingly immersed in it, and to fully remember, the two people suddenly turned into a golden light and shot at him.

He didn't have time to dodge, and his head rang.

From the outside, the golden relic turned into a golden light and shot into Chu Li's eyebrow.

Chu Li opened his eyes, the golden relic was gone, and his hands were empty.

Looking at my mind, two figures appear in the void, with similar figures and similar appearances, but different temperaments.

Chu Li showed a smile, it turned out that this is the inheritance of Fu Mo Temple.

The smile hadn't converged, and the void in the mind suddenly changed. The bald monk suddenly jumped to the big Buddha, while another figure jumped into the void, and then Chu Li's demon appeared from the void.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Suddenly the Buddha came to a halt, changing constantly, eventually shrinking to the size of his body, his face was replaced with Chu Li's own face, Heshi opened his mouth, the voice of calm sounded everywhere, Magnificent.

The demon also changed rapidly, turning into his appearance, standing in front of the big Buddha, and also clasping his hands: "Amitabha!"