Chapter 519: Carduelis?

"Hey, Mr. Murong is still alive!"
After the huge tombstone was unusually clean, Kudo Mochi smiled more surely what he was thinking.
Slowly wandering a few times between the tombstone and the gravestone piled up, the face suddenly showed a joyful color, reaching for a moment behind the smooth and clean tombstone, touching a small piece of particularly smooth stone without hesitation. One tap.
quack……
The crisp sound of the huge tomb bag when it made a bounce, was designed so cleverly that it could only be heard within a distance of two or three feet nearby, but there was no movement in the distance.
The smooth ground between the huge grave bag and the tombstone has quietly appeared a small portal.
Looking at the black little cave door that seemed to be about to choose someone, Jiu Mozhi just hesitated for a moment and then jumped, while at the same time a figure of Qu Wei jumped silently and approached.
"Why, there is something weird here!"
After landing, Kumomochi found that his feet were a neat stone floor, a passage that was as wide as half a mile wide, and stretched straight in the direction of the tomb bag. What surprised him was that it was not a dark passage below three feet. On the wall, a night pearl with glowing fluorescent light was inlaid!
With this development, he became more confident, he did not hesitate to move forward, and did not care about the organ traps that might exist in the tomb.
Surprisingly, after walking ten to ten feet all the way to the end of the tomb, where Hatomochi did not encounter any accidents, he couldn't help but reveal a slight smirk.
"Is King Ming too happy?"
At this moment, a quiet voice suddenly rose, breaking the silence that the tomb has maintained.
"Lord Lord Lin, you finally showed up, but the little monk waited for a while!"
Kudo Mozhi turned around and smiled slightly, showing a chest of bamboo lightly on his face.
"Oh, Ming Wang knew it was me?"
Lin Sha smiled softly, walking slowly and standing side by side with Jomo Mochi, the tone was very calm.
"Haha, the reason why the little monk returned to Shishuige at night was not the donor's instruction?"
Hatomo ha ha chuckled. His eyes suddenly flickered, hesitatingly said: "Is it not easy to break into the Shishui Pavilion and Shen He Zhuang with Lord Lin's martial arts skills, why should I borrow the hand of a monk?"
Lin Sha smiled softly. Looking directly at the stone door in front of him, he exhaled without hesitation: "This is a secret!"
"The little monk is in trouble!"
Jumozhi's face was slightly displeased, and he shook his head and pointed to the stone door in front of him, slowly said: "After the stone door, it should be the place where the donor thinks. I don't know why the donor came?"
"I want to take a look at the Murong family's struggle. What's so strange?"
Lin Sha smiled lightly, without concealing her generously.
"With Lord Wu Linxiu's martial arts cultivation at this time, can it still be regarded as the shift of Murong's family?"
Jomo Mochi bowed his hands slightly, but his calm tone was full of sarcasm.
"Can the so-called stone of other mountains attack the jade, does the Ming King have no interest in Murong's quirky?"
Laughing indifferently, Lin Sha no longer talked nonsense. He gently pushed the stone door at the end of the tomb, just like a small institution such as a ball. The stone door opened gently to the sides to reveal the huge space inside.
brush!
At this moment, Kudo Mo leaped into the body rapidly, bringing up a gust of wind, and the voice came lightly: "The little monk took a step first. Explain in advance who the cheats found are owned by who!"
"Is King Ming too anxious? Are you not afraid of masters hiding in the tomb?"
Lin Sha laughed lightly, and as soon as the words fell, he heard a cry from the tomb, and then the internal force of rumbling continued to the sound of bang.
"Is it really true that I am the old fellow Murongbo?"
Gently smiled and stepped inside. Like the graveyard before, the space of the burial chamber is not less than that of the modern standard basketball hall. The surrounding walls and ceiling are also inlaid with a soft glowing night pearl. Are you afraid of causing strange diseases caused by high radiation?
Looking up, there was nothing but a coffin empty except for a coffin. It seems unreasonable to be extremely desolate.
At this time, the huge stone cover of the coffin had been turned to the side and cut into several pieces. The two vigorous dragons were fighting with great pleasure, and they were full of energy. The banging fist and foot collision sounds terrifying.
Jomo Mozhi didn't say much, the dark brown eyes of her curly hair were very prominent, and the old man who was fighting with him had a ruddy heavenly face, a pair of deep and unpredictable eyes, three willows under the jaw fluttering, and the face and Murong Fu were five or six points. similar. If he wasn't Murongfu's father, he wouldn't believe it!
"Mr. Murong Bo, you are so miserable to hide the monk from your fake death!"
Jiu Mozhi's figure suddenly seemed to be elusive by a light breeze, and his palm was like a knife, followed by a hot knife, and his face was openly filled with joy. "The little monk was sad and sad. For a while!"
"Is it?"
Murongbo's eyes flickered, his body was awe-inspiring, his hands were as unpredictable as wearing flowers and butterflies, one would be the Murong family's peerless appointing fingers, one would become the Shaolin peerless dragon claw hand, and the Shaolin peerless master would be Palm, there is no sense of delay in the transition between moves, which is very smooth. Obviously, these martial arts have been invaded for a long time.
At this time, his face was full of anger, and several palms shot an invincible battle with Jiu Mozhi, sneeringly said: "Ming Ming, you are greedy I was promised to give you the Shaolin Seventy-two Peerless Cheats Right?"
"Mr. Murong is really refreshing, and the young monk does not rashly come here today, it is to hope that the old man will honor his promise that day!"
The thoughts in his heart were revealed. There was no slight color on Jumomozhi's face. His palms suddenly crossed diagonally. A hot cross flame and two knives flew off his hands, rushing to Murongbo with unstoppable power.
"Ming Wang's cheeky face is truly unparalleled in the world. The old man opened his eyes today!"
Murong Bo's eyes flashed with anger, his hands were stretched out in a strange posture, and the next two blazes of flames from the cross lasing came back intact, even more powerful than just now!
"Fight to Star!"
Kumaki's face changed abruptly, and his hands were folded together to pray like a Buddha. A flame knife, which was more condensed than the previous sword, slammed out, and collided with the reflected cross sword to return a loud bang.
The wind was roaring with vigour, and a clean tomb was enlarged by a tornado for a time. The airflow was so turbulent that it almost opened the eyes.
"Mr. Lin, have you seen enough excitement?"
Jomo Mozhi and Murong Bo were at one touch, and their bodies looked like a ray of light breeze. They turned their heads in front of Lin Sha and slashed away with both hands as a knife, and two hot flame knives fluttered away. Then, Zhang Kong let out a King Kong roar: "Mr. Murong, let's join forces to wipe out the strong enemy!"
"it is good!"
Murong Bo's words were concise and simple, his shape was like Dapeng's wings, and he jumped high, instantly spanning a distance of nearly ten feet, and flew over Linsha and vigorously fluttered and pointed out.
Suddenly changed, and replaced by the general masters of the rivers and lakes, may be really blinded by the previous performance of the two to eat a big loss, but Lin Sha will not be easily deceived.
With his strength at his level, how sensitive he is to the sensation of Qi, Jiu Mozhi and Murong Bo just struggled poorly and did not have too much murderous overflow. As long as it is not a brain problem, you can understand the meaning.
"Ming Ming, your flame knife is still on fire!"
In the face of the two joint attacks of Tianlong Siju, Lin Sha hurriedly laughed out loud, turned his right hand into a knife, and a hot heart burst into thin air, running in the blink of an eye for a small week The sky, and then half of the true energy condensed in the meridian of the arm, and the palm of the hand instantly turned red, slashing fiercely with an unreal flame.
"How is it possible to burn wood?"
Jomo Mozhi opened his mouth in surprise, and watched Lin Sha's palm knife with an illusory fire light, easily flicking the flame knife he split off, and continued to attack along the unstoppable momentum.
At the same time, Lin Sha's other hand was not idle. He stretched his index finger slightly upwards, and a fierce finger that could be seen in the form of condensate flew out of his hand, instantly destroying the participating fingers issued by Murong Bo. , Murongbo, who is still in the middle of the air with his fingertips.
A loud bang was heard, and Hatomo's crisis was shaped like a smoke and then jumped. The left and right palms crossed diagonally and came out. Two condensed abnormal flame knives accompanied the hands, and they immediately whistled. The residual wood-burning knife blasted away.
Murongbo, who was halfway in the air, stretched out his hand and led it, and the blazing Yang finger's incomplete finger strength instantly reversed its direction, hitting Lin Sha's head at a faster speed and power than before.
"The Murong family's fight to the stars is indeed well-deserved, and then pick me up!"
Lin Sha smiled lightly, reaching for a finger and directly absorbing the residual blazing finger force from the lasing back into the body, and the palm joint crackled and the muscles flicked for a while, as if there was an invisible and intangible force, from the wrist to the palm To the tip of the index finger, a fingertip size and finger that were invisible to the naked eye shot out.
"what happened?"
Murong Bo's face is full of ridicule, so he has to pay attention to it~EbookFREE.me~I want Lin Sha to get a good understanding of the Murong family's fighting and star shifting, but his face suddenly exclaimed in amazement, too late to respond to the palm he just stretched out He was hit by the finger, and the blood splattered the flesh and rolled back suddenly.
"Ah..."
With Murong Bo's strong tolerance, he suffered a sudden blow to the palm of his hand, and he couldn't hold back the wailing noise for a while. His body turned back and his forehead was already sweating.
"Mr. Murong doesn't have to panic, the little monk can help you!"
Shocked by Linsha’s horror, Jomo Mo dare not dare to be indifferent, his body suddenly rushed forward, and the left and right palms turned into a hot sword air, and the vertical and horizontal interweaves turned into a large network of sword air.
"I don't want to continue playing with you, don't you feel annoyed?"
Lin Sha shook her head lightly, stepping forward without flashing or avoiding, her body joints cracked and her arm muscles were doing regular beating, and a large net made of flame knives burst out without hesitation... (unfinished) Continued.)