Vol 3 Chapter 2039: Virtual cloud master

Xiao Chen looked at the scales and geeks who were flying in the clouds, and when they were in the air.
Take a closer look, behind the blue dragon wings, a fierce shot.
A violent wind and huge earthquake, rolled up the boundless thundercloud.
The next moment, Xiao Chen appeared in front of the scales and geeks, just blocking his way back.
The scales and geeks were slightly surprised. I didn't expect Xiao Chen to appear suddenly, blocking the way he wanted to escape.
"Damn, fight with you."
boom!
The body has an amazing Thunder power, and the light is shining, flowing away from the waves, and swaying.
The thunder of the thunder is filled with terrible power. Once this eccentric bursts, it makes people feel quite tricky.
Xiao Chen didn't want to go back, and didn't want to let go of this person.
With a cold scream, the purple tyrant came out of the sheath, and the stars in the eyes flickered. The star will merge with the blade, the chaos is really mobilized, and the blade is light above the blade.
Among the thunderclouds, except for the knives, only black and white are preserved.
A loud bang, scales and geeks, was cut directly by Xiao Chen.
The devil screamed and laughed, and the scaly horror swallowed it quickly and directly.
"Happy, let you jump around and jump, not to be eaten by the Lord."
A swallow of this scale geek, the blood is excited,
Xiao Chen looked at the scene with some horror, looked at the high head, and took a shot. Without waiting for it, turn it into a ring and temporarily ban it.
"A stupid bird..."
Xiao Chen has been indulging for a long time. This scale geek is indeed weird enough. It has both the blood of the lower dragons and the atmosphere of the demon.
Thinking about nothing, Xiao Chen’s body flashed and rushed out of the clouds.
At this moment, the sky is already bright.
It’s been a night out, and Xiao Chen didn’t dare to stay too long for a long time and rushed back to Houfu.
I asked the little monk a little, and there were other people in Long Teng, who did not come to find myself.
It seems that the matter of the rain county king has been suspended for a while.
However, during this time, you still have to stay in Houfu, and concentrate on it.
Be careful.
In the courtyard of the practice room, the gathering of the spirits array, Xiao Chen sitting in the eye.
The inner vision of the mind, above Dantian, successfully condensed a magic cloud seed.
Drop blood print!
According to the magic wandering every day, Xiao Chen’s hands changed and he made a print.
The heart is broken, a drop of blood, a strange blood, slowly falling.
At the time of the fall, the hands continued to change, and the soul power, the real yuan, and the strength of Xiao Chen were continuously injected into them.
Make the blood of the heart become radiant and radiate a strong blood.
The intensity of the light, even spilling out of the body, gives Xiao Chen a surface with a layer of blood.
It looks very strange. If outsiders are here, they can see it at a glance.
Xiao Chen’s cultivation is definitely not the right way.
call out!
This drop contains the heart of Xiao Chen's soul, real yuan, and strength. Finally, it falls on the seed of the magic cloud, and the blood is finally there.
Instantly disappeared, the black magic cloud, the color change, turned into a faint blood color.
The magic cloud seed is officially condensed. With the cultivation of Xiao Chen, this magic cloud seed becomes a magic cloud bird living in Xiao Chen.
In the era of the wilderness, the process of the birth of the real magic cloud bird is generally the same.
The magic cloud bird of that era was originally a magic cloud contaminated with the blood of the chaotic gods, and then evolved into a swallowing cloud bird.
Only now, the blood of the demon is replaced by Xiao Chen’s own blood, which is much worse.
However, the power of Xiao Chen’s blood is much stronger than that of the Red Blood King.
He has eight blood dragons in his body. This blood force does not say that it is invincible, but the world's unparalleled is not a rumor.
The seeds of the magic cloud contaminated with the blood of the heart become more devilish, as if gestating life.
Hey!
Vaguely, you can hear the sound of heartbeat, extraordinarily strong, with huge vitality.
You're done!
Xiao Chen's handprints are changing, changing the illusion of swallowing the sky, assisting cultivation.
The Gathering of the Ghosts starts, and the aura contained in it, between the breaths, breaks into the seeds of the magic cloud at an incredible speed.
Then, after passing through the seeds of the magic cloud, it was turned into a pure magical true element and flowed into the nine-star Yuan Dan.
In the past few days, because of the lack of cultivation, the magical Tao has already occupied a very obvious downwind.
Can not be aura, a balance, leading to Xiao Chen can not display the Taiji force field.
The way of Tai Chi, the most stressful balance, the balance is broken, it can not be used.
After half a quarter of an hour, hundreds of Zhongpinling jade in the gathering of the spirits were consumed.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes, slightly frowning, and the magic road was not good.
The consumption is huge, the more powerful the magic power, the more horrible than the right way.
So going down like this, the magic is the most important thing in the sky, I really don't know when it can be cultivated successfully.
Thinking for a moment, Xiao Chen this time, take out the Shangpin Lingyu, put it into the groove of the array node.
Shangpin Lingyu is extraordinarily rare, and it is much more expensive than Zhongling Lingyu.
Xiao Chen is only in the treasure house of the Red Blood King, searching for some, not many.
Less than 100,000, it is extremely rare.
I am reluctant to use it on weekdays. Now I am tempted to use the magic to swallow the sky, but I have to use it.
Day after day, time passes quickly.
Since the morning of Xiao Chen, the school battle has been over the rainy county, and it has been more than two months.
In the past two months, many children of the Dragon family have come to see them.
Want to make a relationship with Xiao Chen, or to ask him about the knife and archery, Xiao Chen will not see.
Time is tight, and it is time to go to the Dragon Empire, how could it be wasted on this.
However, the little monk jumped out and was very happy to accept it.
On the same day, the young monk swept across the rainy king’s men’s entourage and pressed the two holy monks to fight, but it made a deep impression.
Many of the children of the Dragon family are also admired for it.
Knowing that the little monk is willing to guide everyone, I feel excited and excited.
No, not everyone, can calm down to Xiao Chen, can calmly face the doom property of the little monk.
When the young monk was practicing in the school yard, the children of the dragon family had various accidents.
However, in seven days, more than half of the children of the dragon family, they played themselves.
No one else, dare to go to the little monk.
The little monk is so boring that he can only take the blood of the devil and sneak in the Houfu. People are scared, seeing and running, in the Houfu, when the real Houfu is a hegemony.
More than the head of the Houfu Dagongzi, they are more entertaining, and they are happy and happy.
Get the Houfu up and down, miserable, and find Longyan to complain, want this little bully to leave early.
Longyan is a bitter smile, and it is obviously impossible to persuade.
On this day, outside the gate of Houfu, an old monk came.
Wearing a gray coat, draped in a blemish, white eyebrows, holding a staff.
After learning the news, Long Teng took the Houfu high-level, and there were a lot of people, and went out to meet.
"Virtual Cloud Master, long time!"
In the face of this seemingly ordinary old monk, Long Teng waits for the Buddha's ritual, respectful rudeness.
"Amitabha! Hou Ye is very polite, my little apprentice, did not give trouble to Hou Fu."
The virtual cloud master bent down slightly, and returned with one hand, and the kindly smile.
In Houfuzhong, someone immediately opened his mouth and counted the crimes of the young monk.
He was stopped by Long Teng, and whispered: "Children are naughty, not a big deal, the master does not have to worry."
This is the sorghum of Lingyin Temple. When you see it in Yanhuang, you have to be respected.
"Ha ha ha ha, master, you have finally come. I am happy in this Houfu, eat well, sleep well, you will not come again, I will live here."
Above the top of the head, a burst of violent winds, accompanied by cheerful laughter. The little monk drove the blood of the devil and appeared in front of everyone.
Screaming!
The speed of the blood is pushed to the extreme by the little monk, and the gust of wind is whistling.
Sloshing, the Houfu plaque on the gate was directly blown off.
Frightened Longyan's face changed greatly, and he quickly vacated and caught the plaque in the air.
The little monk landed and won the scene. The pink face was slightly embarrassing.
"Sorry, Dragon Brother, I will help you hang up."
The little monk came over quickly, and the little hand grabbed the Houfu plaque and wanted to make up for it.
Longyan quickly said: "No, no, I really don't need it."
"Nothing, I should."
Rubbing!
Under the force of the force, the plaque was broken directly into two halves and broken.
Hou Fu up and down, his face is all green, and even the mouth of the dragon can not help but twitch.
Break the plaque, not killing the enemy.
A plaque of Houfu, carrying the facade of the dragon family, has not been in the family for a few thousand years.
The plaque breaks and is unbearable for any family.
The magic blood won this scene, and the heart laughed. I want you to torture me on weekdays. You have a good look.
The little monk is really embarrassed.
I haven't seen the master for a long time, and this meeting has left a lot of trouble.
The master of the virtual cloud did not change, and smiled slightly: "It seems that it can't be faked. If it is my gangster, if Hou Ye doesn't mind. The old man writes a letter and gives Houfu a new plaque to apologize."
When the dragon lingered, he was ecstatic in his heart, and he opened the flower. The master of the virtual cloud was high, and even he could not see through.
The writings left by it, if it is a little bit of care, can be compared to the same weapon.
What is even more rare is that it is a Buddhist monk, and the Dharma is cultivated, and it is unparalleled in the world.
It is a blessing to be worthy of the treasure.
It is said that there are many palace plaques in the palace compound, that is, the royal family personally wrote the sorghum of the Lingyin Temple.
The equivalent is that they have received royal treatment.
"Master, please inside."
Long Teng led the virtual cloud master and entered Houfu.
The little monk is depressed, riding the blood of the devil, followed by. From time to time, take a look at the head, and painfully it wants to knock down the little monk several times.
Can think of the consequences of doing so, helplessly endured.
The master of the virtual cloud is the Buddhist monk, and he talks with Long Teng, and sheds the ink on the spot.
The children of the dragon family who were fortunate enough to be present at the scene were all amazed. It is said that the virtual cloud master wrote every word. There will be a phoenix Buddha sound, and the five-color treasure overflows, which is shocking.
After leaving the ink treasure, the young monk led the virtual cloud master and walked over to Chen Chen’s practice room.