Chapter 148: backing

Chen He’s bow changed from a tight handshake to a lap.
The snowy giant dog's hair blasted, and the policeman's action of smoldering the dusty scorpion gradually relaxed. The forelimbs were on the ground, the tail was on the lap, staring at the squad, and soon began to yawn.
Chi Xuan real people are worried in the distance.
The copper ring of the lock dragon column is connected one by one, and the sound of clearing is continued.
The rain curtains are majestic, and there is nothing in the outside of the array. I can’t hear any movements. The demons and the Taoists are frightened.
"...the thing is so coincidental."
Teng Bo will explain the original in one breath.
The smog and bright red eyes stared at him coldly, his head hidden in the rising black air, and the body also deliberately skewed a few more laps to facilitate the head to go up.
A little light is looming in the depths of black gas. At that time, the body that swayed from time to time provoked the brilliance of the squad, such as fireworks, and the snakes were soothing and squirting.
The dusty scorpion looks around the top of the head, and the golden pavilion consisting of Fuxi says, in a cold and terrible voice, "So what do you mean, in order to avenge an enemy of his past life, the two monks deliberately framed the death of Yunyun Niang?"
When the king stunned, he could feel the murderous murder of the monster when he spoke of the word monk.
But the facts are all the same. Teng Bo feels that he is fighting for his life. It is now a matter of acting. It can be a moment to make a moment, and the tongue can make an excuse, but it will irritate the monster.
"Yes." Teng Bo bluntly admits, "The two monks, looking for the white shackles of the southern sacred door, and confusing them, have caused this misfortune."
"The misfortune?" The dusty voice snorted and laughed, and there was no mercy. "This is only a misfortune for Jin Yunniang. For you, the real disaster has not yet begun."
The swallowing lord hoarded his eyes, and a paw pulled Teng Bo back.
Chen Wo also slowly stroked the bow.
The knocking of the lock dragon column suddenly stopped, and the sword sage had already slowly slashed the sword out of the scabbard. The scorpion beads wrapped in the water of the four seas rolled down the sword, and the golden phoenix of the scorpion illuminates the blurred multicolored color.
Chen He breathed a meal.
At the time of the arrogance, the Zhengju people who were fainting in the past did not know how, and they were shocked by the majestic killings. They woke up and went straight to the monster of the "born" who had died from the body of Yunyun, and had no screams. call.
The murmur of the dust turned to him, Zheng Zheng people twitched, his eyes turned white, and the screams suddenly stopped.
When the monster turned around and looked around, I found that this person had been scared to death.
"Snapped."
The dusty cockroaches abandoned the body.
There is a block of law, the body should have been intercepted in the air, the dusty sputum spurted a thick black fog against the body, when the body was smashed into blood fog, all poured on the 佘云娘.
The people took another look at the wooden cage at the bottom of the river and finally understood why there was only one body inside. I wanted to come to the man who had settled with the Yunyun Niang, and there was no bone.
"A wicked mortal, an abominable monk!"
The smoldering smoldering erupted a roar of violent swings.
The swordsman’s look changed.
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Teng Bo opened the dog's paw and strongly screamed: "Since you are willing to listen to me, why not discuss it with me, and affect everything, and Heaven will also remember you, it is not cost-effective. The battle has passed for eight thousand years, and the world is hard to recover. The enemy you want, we are going to catch it, and Yunyun Niang is dead. You can still possess others. We will try our best to keep her life peaceful and happy. How do you see it?

"Humph!"
This time the spiritual fluctuations exceeded the speed of the lock dragon column. Yu Wei was a monk, Chen He couldn’t stand, and took a step back.
Then he suddenly stood behind the release, lest the brothers and brothers distracted him.
"Stupid monk! I listened to your words, just to see that this method blocked me from the thunder." The smoldering now feels better than ever.
It has been waking up occasionally for eight thousand years, and it has been stunned by the thunder.
Even if you don't die, the headaches are definitely inevitable, and with resentment, you just remember to kill and kill. Now this kind of conscious state, it is very pleasant, but it is impossible to wipe out the suffocating suffocation.
Because it is a monster with no physical, resentful temperament, how can the horrible figure be like its hatred?
They are using the slow-moving plan, and the smog is not quietly observing the flaws of this method.
"A monk with almost corpse, full of yin, will actually endure the power of the thunder in this battle. This makes me very curious." The dusty dust is high, the mouth is sprayed with poisonous fog, and the sound is like hundreds of faces. Breaking and knocking at the same time, piercing and noisy, and screaming like countless people.
Chi Xuan real people wrinkled their brows.
I only listened to the smoldering dust and shouted: "I still want to thank you very much. The two monks who came to seek revenge, 佘云娘 died early, and died well! Lest she be a lifeless student, and she will be poor and miserable."
Zheng Deren is a virtue, and Yun Yun Niang is not clear, but the dust is not the same.
The last person in the family who took out the copper plate and bought the book of the book did not consider the difficulty of his wife. In addition to studying, he would only have to eat and drink. Even if there is a gold title for the day, waiting for Yun Yun Niang is not a painstaking effort, but a book.
No, Zheng Zhengren's good face is how to bear the ugly reputation of the wife who is ruined. The wife is for his work to save the disease. He gave the card a few cryes, and then read a thought before the person, but it is not full of love. Deeply important? Will the woman who is not a big door be married at that time?
"Ha ha ha!"
The dusty dust smirked and laughed, biting:
"I have to thank them very much, so that Yunyun Niang has received a sin! I used tearing their bodies and crushing their souls as a thank you!"
The array method changed drastically, and numerous golden streamers pulled the sword to attack.
For the monsters without entities, the damage is limited, and only those savage murderous blades can barely cut off the black fog that forms part of the body.
This effect is like a glass of water.
"The beast is so tricky--" The sword sage is full of anger, and it is better to see the expression of the sorcerer.
It turned out that his apprentice was too stupid, and he was pitted to deal with the smoldering scorpion, but the strength of the savage beast was just anger, and it was possible to destroy the digital demon.
"The lock dragon column can hold, but the recovery of the array can not keep up." Chi Xuan real people hurriedly said.
The dust mites do not need to be broken at all. As long as they are exhausted, the power of this array of laws is too large, and naturally there will be faults.
"Stabilize first!"
"When can the reinforcements come?" The swallowers still remember this.
"There are many people who have no good way to deal with the smoldering dust. I can't use it for a while!" The silence that has always been silent has finally opened. He doesn't think that Shen Yubai can deal with this monster.
"Stupid, the East China Sea is so far away, how can I catch up?" In this world, relying on mountains and landslides, relying on everyone to die, in addition to themselves, what can be waiting? "浣剑尊者口不的的骂骂.
Chen He's eyelids: Isn't it ginseng? Shen Yubai will never be boiled by anyone...
This thought is just a bitter joy, Chen Wo buckled the bowstring, and decided to look at the dust.
A fire light gathered into an arrow, and then the bow body was white, and echoed with the lock dragon column lightning. This arrow is aimed at the dZi in the mouth of the demon.
Chen Wo is also helpless, this is the only physical part of the dust mites.
The reddish looks like an eye, but I don’t know what it is, no chance to take risks. It is better to shoot this arrow and lead the thunder, so that the monster is directly attacked by the lock dragon.
Chen He breathed his heart, and the North Xuan Xin method continued to flow. The aura in the acupoints emerged, and the whole person stood in the fog.
Released a moment, silently buckled a cold white flame, waiting for the opportunity to attack.
The smog seems to have some feelings, but it does not see the monk's "weak rebellion" in his eyes. After roaring, he successively knocked down dozens of magic weapons.
"Ding--"
The waters of the four seas burst into bursts, and the suffocating anger.
Thousands of obstacles, sound illusions appear at the same time, the giant skull head is tightly bound, and a sharp sword light silently from the gap between the arrays.
Only a moment, the shell of the sword made the sword light into a dazzling neon, and the piece was black and resentful.
Chi Xuan real people took a breath of air.
Now he understands why the Sword Swordsman can kill thousands of monks in the Mahayana period. This sword is not a suffocating, nor a magical obstacle. It is to condense the world of thousands and the illusion of red dust in the sword method accompanying suffocation.
One trick is the mulberry field and the blue sky.
A sword is a floating turbid world, a joy and a joy.
The scene is silent, but the sword is broken, but it is accompanied by crying and laughing, as if someone is whispering, and like a bitter pain. The smog and grievances are riddled with anger, and many are unwilling to be everywhere. The illusion sometimes appears as a figure of 佘云娘, and sometimes two strange women shed tears.
"Tianxin's law, lock the soul, go!" Chi Xuan real people threw their hands and threw them out.
Others have also shown weapons, and the only thing that can't help is Teng Bo.
Chen He's hand twisted the string suddenly trembled, he saw the illusion turned into a peak of the peak, the sky and the sky, the glare of the light and tears to open the earth and the sky, the ancient wild broken, blood flowing into the river, mourning constantly.
The arrow went empty, Chen He felt bad, and quickly condensed one.
Leiguang followed the tail of the arrow and went in. The scene of the ancient wilderness and the fierceness disappeared. It was replaced by a giant scorpion squatting on the rock. The huge body was dragged from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and a naked man stood in white. The monk holding the plum branch, turning over the hand, shaking the mountains and rivers, the giant cockroach vacated.
"Is this?" Released staring at the illusion.
According to his experience with the Sword Swordsman, although the Sword does not use all strength, the key to this trick is to cause the demons.
The front scene is normal, what is the last appearance?
The scenery changed very fast, and the big eyes were already lying on the barren land, and the mountains disappeared. There was a huge deep valley in the original place, and the monk was not seen.
"Ah!" The dusty screams in the array of hoarse voices.
In the illusion, there is a small snake that swims to the body of the giant python, and it is hard to move. I hope that the giant python can open his eyes.
Everyone felt bad, and the sorcerer said, "Master, you irritated it." It was too late to say that the lock dragon column firmly grasped the dust mites with Lei Guang, and the monsters turned their heads and broke the arrow of Chen He.
Sancha really wants to continue to burn, but the resentment is too strong, it can't burn anything, but it loses some flames.
"Not good, back!" Interpretation decisively took Chen Wo,
In an instant, a thunderous bang, a dark crack in the sky, the smoldering swaying and slamming the tail, and slamming into the surroundings again, the blood of the Sword Sword squirted over the blade, the illusion of blood The fog is more obvious.
"Master, go!" The Supreme Master is ready to drag people.
At this moment, there was a shimmering figure in the black crack of the array.
White coat beads, hand-held plum-shaped magic weapon, look cool, outstanding and noble.
- It is the monk who appeared in the illusion of the genius.
The sword sorcerer is stunned, is it true, he is of course the clearest, and the smoldering sorrow is thought to be an illusion in the ghost, without hesitation, fierce tearing.
The man held the hand of the plum branch and the smoldering dust was smashed down several times.
He looked around and seemed to be looking for something.
In an instant, the figure appeared in front of Chen Wo, his left hand opened, and it was a shining white bead. Tengbo’s subconscious hope that the dusty tail was disconnected from the Yunyun Niang.
Dzi Beads!
Released in time to protect Chen Wo with his left hand, the ruin of the real element mixed with the pale flames.
"what?"
This soft sound, everyone listened to the scores, when the heart suddenly shocked, and then the slow-blooded swallowers also know that he is not an illusion.
The next thing made them even more stunned. The man took a glimpse of it and went through the fire in the wood and destroyed the real yuan. It was unscathed and directly inserted the dZi into Chen Hekou.
Unwilling to release it again, he has stepped on the dusty hoe.
The black fog was madly broken, and the figure of the monk disappeared again in the crack of the tearing of the formation. He could only see him smile a little, as if he had said something, but only the intermittent sound came.
"...very good... heaven... one day..."
"boom!"
In addition to the lock of the dragon column, all the magic weapons in the array turned into dust.
Broken.
The golden light disappeared. In the heavy rain, only the monks looked far and wide, and the last remaining faint aura, and the vague figure, were used by the monks as a sacred sword.
Only Fu Lieyun Zhao Weiyang trembled, no blood.
"North Xuan Tianzun?