Chapter 915: Two hundred and nineteen

Chapter 915 Chapter 219: Bone Dao Man
Looking at the evil masked man, Jiuda felt an inexplicable humiliation. As the Great Asura king of the non-heaven tribe and the holy monk of the Klaho Temple, when he was threatened for his life face to face, but the opponent was too powerful. Now, the thunder avenue that stretches for thousands of miles has almost subverted his understanding of martial arts. He thought that the opponent was a complete master of spiritual skills. With the tactics of the Shura Dao, he could find some advantages at the melee end, but the opponent’s three strengths were easy to come by. Fusion shattered all his pride.
In the face of such a flawless monster, he really dared not start the battle lightly. Just like Tang Luo said, his goal is to become the pope of the non-heaven race. If he loses here, even if he is only injured, His ambition is no longer possible.
His face was somber as ink, his expression changed back and forth, and his heart struggled repeatedly.
Just as the negotiation was about to break down, a pair of skeletons rose from the ground where the two of them were yearning, two fireflies in the hollow skull, and quacked with a weird smile: "Cough cough cough, wonderful, really wonderful, I haven't seen it for a long time. Such a crazy warrior!"
The white bones that appeared inexplicably made Tang Luo feel unhappy, and he blasted out with a punch. The fist style of the three powers combined into a pillar of wind, capable of shattering everything.
When he saw that Tang Luo actually made a move, he didn't want to be a punch, he quickly dodges, but he didn't want such a violent blow. He was blocked by a white bone with a wave of his hand. Not even a trace of strong wind has ever escaped, as if he was trying hard. The force absorbed the same.
This change was unexpected to Tang Luo. With his physique, the three powers combined into one boxing style, almost comparable to the low-grade mysterious level spiritual skills, but was so easily absorbed by the opponent, which shows this Not only is the strength of the sentence skeleton itself amazing, it is also cultivated with mysterious methods, and with Tang Luo's martial arts attainments, it has also roughly analyzed the roots and feet of the monster in front of him.
Knowing that the strength is no longer effective, Tang Luo untied from the offensive posture and sat back on the chair, and said to the bones: "A thousand catastrophes will not melt bones. It is unexpected that there are descendants in the bones door."
Skeleton quacked with a weird smile, and the bones all over his body made a clicking sound: "There are still people who remember the White Bone Door. It's so old-fashioned, so happy, cough cough cough cough cough cough."
Jiuda saw that Skeleton had actually blocked such a fierce blow. He was determined to stand back to his original position and said to the bones: "Thank you Daochang for your help. Jiuda is grateful."
The Bone Skeleton turned his head, opened and closed his upper and lower jaws a few times and laughed silently: "Since the Blood Tower has sent a veteran to come, the monk should have more confidence, but it's only a Xiushi Emperor, why use you to do this. Mr. Turu is unhappy, really Punish!"
In front of the Bone Skeleton, Jiuda looked extremely humble, and repeatedly accused him: "The chief said that it was Jiuda who was confused, so please don't blame the chief."
After the lesson, the bone skeleton turned around noncommitantly, and said to Tang Luo: "It is fortunate to be able to see a wonderful person like Mr. in the wasteland. I wonder if Mr. is willing to move to the side hall and talk to the old way? "
Cannibalism is short, and the hand is soft. As soon as the bone skeleton appeared, the problem of the temple was solved, showing great kindness. In addition, Tang Luo was a little curious about the long-lost bone gate, so naturally he would not refuse this invitation. , Then put thirty-five falling Yu Yuan magnetic beads into the robe, and said lightly to the bones: "Please lead the way."
Standing up, Tang Luo followed the skeleton and left from the side door. After crossing a path, he saw an unremarkable side hall.
The Bone Skeleton turned around and bowed to Tang Luo. He pointed to the back of the Piandian Temple, and sank into the ground. Tang Luo nodded and walked towards the Piandian Temple. The door of the temple opened by chance. He fixed his eyes. The one who opened the door was just before the temple. One of the saints, heard Dongzhi introduced, her name seems to be Dia.
When I saw it at the celebration just now, Dia was present as a saint, with a graceful and inviolable and holy appearance. She was worshipped by thousands of believers, but she could be seen in the side hall, but she did not have the holy atmosphere in front of the temple and her clothes were disheveled. His head was sweaty, and his body was full of lewdness.
Seeing Tang Luo's Dia looked flustered, she didn't even have time to arrange her clothes, so she lowered her head and ran away. It could be seen that Dia's lower body seemed a little uncomfortable, and even the roots of her thighs were tightly attached when she sprinted away. together.
When he passed by, Tang Luo, with a keen sense of smell, could even smell the scent of sex. He frowned and walked into the side hall. A thin man with a bone mask was wearing a robes on the messy bed, and he could see it vaguely. Traces of entanglement between two bodies.
I’ve never heard of a saint who also provides sleeping services. Tang Luo frowned behind the Chen’s mask, as if to confirm again, and asked to the thin man who arranged his clothes:
I just walked out, yes The saint of the Krajo Temple?"
"Holy woman? In the non-celestial religion, there are no holy women, but they are the prostitutes of the Buddha."
The robes were fastened indiscriminately. The thin man did not get up, he half-lying on the bed, and smiled at Tang Luo: "Dedicating his life to the gods, marrying to the temple, and doing charity in the flesh, if the sir is interested , Veteran can arrange it."
"Forget it." Tang Luo Dama Jindao dressed in star robe sat on the only low table in the side hall, and said to the man: "A Taoist can arrange monk's prostitutes in the temple. I really don't know. What kind of filthy existence is the non-celestial religion, it makes people sick."
"Cough cough cough cough cough cough." The Taoist half-lying on the bed coughed cough and smiled: "The gentleman said it was really interesting. If it weren't for the cultivation base, he would really think that his husband was the enthusiastic young man who just came out of the cottage. "
"Master Dao, I really know how to laugh." Tang Luo, who wears a gouchen mask, cuts to the topic and said: "This seat is just curious. The bones have disappeared for hundreds of years. How can it suddenly appear, and why do you like this? People hook up together?"
"Mr. is not polite, he asks the secrets of other people's sect as soon as they meet. If you can say it so easily, why do you wear a bone mask to show others?"
The Taoist wearing a white bone mask put his elbows on the couch, propped his head and said, "It's like the gentleman is wearing a mask, isn't he trying to hide the truth, why bother to ask in such details?"
"It makes sense." Tang Luo nodded and said, "This seat has passed!"
The Taoist on the bed sat up, his eyes behind the bone mask were full of smiles, and he introduced to Tang Luo: "Old Dao Fengyou, the killer of the ancient blood building, he is known as the bone Taoist, and I don't know how to call my husband?"
"This seat is Gouchen." Tang Luo responded, and couldn't help but glance at the thin Taoist on the bed.
In the battle of fame of the ancient blood building, it was the bone daoist and the corpse monk who killed An's patrolling angels. I thought that these two people would be chased by the King Dutian to the five gates of heaven and no road, but at this time Fengyou Tang Luo couldn't help but evaluate the Wild Ancient Blood Building at the last level.
(End of this chapter)