Vol 3 Chapter 703: Wrong heart, win in danger?

　　Luzhou dived down.
　　 When the dust falls, the line of sight is clear... The deep five-finger pits around you, you can have a panoramic view.
　　 Even if he has used the critical strike card many times, and then look at this effect, he is still surprised by this indescribable power.
　　 The reward of 4,000 merits is weaker than that of red rays.
　　Although this palm print is shocking, it is not as good as in the dark space, with a palm that shoots down the red rays that illuminate the night sky.
　　 Luzhou didn't need to talk to the menacing Jiuye more... Even if he could kill Fakong with his own ability, but... How could this be so secure?
　　 is a loss of merit.
　　 But when he first entered Jiuye, many things took time to digest.
　　 This master of Xueyang Temple is also clearly not going to catch his hand.
　　 Therefore, Luzhou chose to kill in one blow.
　　 Clean and neat.
　　Luzhou fell.
　　 walked toward the center of the palm.
　　He saw that in the middle of the pit mark, the monk of Xueyang Temple was empty, his arms had become mud, his body was flat, and his facial features were broken.
　　Fakong, dead.
　　 is indeed much stronger than Jiang Wenxu.
　　 It's just... Luzhou at that time, using the pinnacle card, showed a one-sided situation, defeating Jiang Wenxu.
　　 This time is based on his own strength, coupled with the extraordinary power of the heavenly scripture, the battle is here.
　　 "Yehuo?"
　　Luzhou Fusu thought.
　　Nine leaves...... Can it be burned by gang gas?
Normal practitioners, when facing desperation, have two ways of self-mutilation. One is self-detonation, which explodes all the vitality of Dantian Qihai explosively, forming the maximum power in a very short time. After the trick is often used, it will be self-repaired and will die on the spot; the second is to burn the gas sea, which will stimulate the potential of the Dantian gas sea to burn, which is an overdraft repair behavior. It will be extremely difficult to repair after use. Internal injuries.
　　Honglian Yehuo obviously does not belong to these two methods.
　　This is more like a kind of ability to burn after the condensed qi is turned into gang gas.
　　Think for a moment.
　　Luzhou shook his head, discarding these ideas.
　　It's not time to think about this...
　　 After confirming that Air France is dead.
　　Luzhou opened the system interface and looked at the remaining life...but don’t return to the light.
　　 Remaining life: 73003 days.
　　 "Two hundred years..."
When 　　 broke through the nine leaves, it added 73,000 days, which is a life span of two hundred years. This should be the life span of the breakthrough.
　　 One to eight leaves, each opening only adds fifty years, nine leaves add two hundred years separately.
　　 At this point... the limit of life span is really broken. Luzhou became, Dayan's first true nine leaves.
　　 He looked at his hair, and he had returned to a state of half black hair and half white hair.
　　The body's function is much better than before.
　　 Right palm turned, hum!
　　A miniature dharma offering was made.
　　Nine leaves revolve around... At the same time, vitality overflows from the golden lotus.
　　 "Life overflow?"
　　He recalled that the last golden energy circle did not fall when he broke through. Instead, he showed an aggressive trend and rebounded upwards. After absorbing enough life, Jinlian overflowed his vitality, and the ninth leaf came out.
　　Luzhou noticed the numbers on the system panel and added them up.
　　+200!
　　+300!
　　+100!
　　 Luzhou looked calm, his figure flashed, left the destroyed five-finger pit mark, and entered the jungle, looking for a quiet place, sitting cross-legged. Start to stabilize the vitality and cultivation of this nine-leaf overflow.
　　……
at the same time.
　　The three elders and disciples in the Demon Pavilion...and the Great Yan practitioners who were observing the preaching, frantically flew south.
　　Si Wuya, Duan Musheng, Mingshiyin, Zhu Honggong, Zhaoyue volley ahead.
　　Nine leaves are so fast that they simply cannot catch up.
　　 "In front... there are traces of battle!"
　　 A jungle collapsed.
　　 The mountain peak is broken.
　　 "I hope the patriarch is all right, everyone must be careful! It is not easy to come."
　　 Everyone nodded.
　　 "Continue to chase, in any case, senior Ji can't be allowed to have an accident, otherwise, it will be dangerous!"
　　Practitioners hovered in the sky and looked ahead.
　　 Pan Litian looked back, glanced at everyone, and said, "Are you afraid?"
　　 "Afraid of him as a bird!" Someone replied aloud, "Chongshang has a lifeline, retreat, and all the players are finished. I am afraid that if it is useful, the League of Twelve Nations has already surrendered."
　　Dayan stood up so far, but is he afraid of coming out?
　　 "The patriarch has the world in mind, regardless of personal costs, and preached to the world. If it were not for this, how would it give the attackers a chance! At this time, fear is different from beasts?"
　　 "If you are afraid, go away now, never stop!"
　　 someone shouted loudly.
　　 All practitioners who are suspended in the sky, without turning back, are all tough in their eyes.
　　 "Good! The old leads!"
　　Pan Litian threw away the golden gourd in his hand again, and the gourd spun in the air, the gourd mouth pointed southeast, and quickly flew past.
"go!"
　　Hundreds of practitioners led by Pan Litian crossed the sky.
　　……
　　 Red lotus world.
　　 The setting sun reflected, but the cloud on the mountain was the black cloud crushing the city to destroy.
　　Xueyang Temple is shrouded in darkness.
　　 In the meditation hall, the sound of the wooden fish is rushing...the wind blows through the zen room and blows the windows open.
　　 Pat!
　　The sound of wooden fish stops.
　　 "Abbot, the first commandment hall, the life stone of Fakong, extinguished..."
　　 A discipled disciple, standing with his palm in front of him, bowed.
　　 His tone was calm and his face was dull, as if he had expected this to happen.
　　Voice came from the Zen room:
　　 "Fakong is the second practitioner in my temple to master the karma fire Zen Buddhism, and his cultivation practice is not weaker than me...Tell the Tianwu Academy about this matter. The Tissot project will be postponed."
"Yes."
　　 After the disciples left.
In the meditation room, an old man in ordinary monk clothes slightly opened his eyes, stood with a palm in front of him, and sighed a long way: "Clear and dead, practice the right fruit, enter the cycle. Amitabha..."
　　……
　　Magic Pavilion, in front of the main hall.
　　 Little Kite and Conch take care of Ye Tianxin.
　　 All eight leaves were cross-legged on the ground, stepping up to recover the injury.
　　 Only Hua Wudao stood in front of everyone, pacing back and forth, looking out of the barrier from time to time.
　　 "Zhente Niang's luck, what did you kill halfway?" Zhu Tianyuan scolded a few words, and then coughed.
　　 "Predecessors, this one, the master of red lotus, must be nine leaves!" Nangong Wei sighed and shook his head.
　　Within a few strokes, he could injure the public eight leaves, and also repel the demon priest of the demon pavilion, except for nine leaves, it is impossible.
　　 "There is a sky outside, there are people outside... I used to think that Baye had spied on all the truth in the world, and now it seems how ignorant."
　　 Huang Shijie said while adjusting interest rates:
　　 "Before I met Brother Ji, it was the same idea...you don't have to worry, Brother Ji will be able to defeat this person."
　　 Everyone nodded.
　　 can only comfort himself now.
　　 At this time, one person walked out of the hall of Demon Pavilion.
　　 "Brothers?"
　　 Zhu Tianyuan opened his eyes and endured the pain in his chest. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com looked over and wondered: "Untie? How do you hide inside?"
　　 Unwrapped, revealing an embarrassing gray, and said, "Why am I going to be a nine-leaf opponent..."
　　 Zhu Tianyuan took a sip: "Lack of waste."
　　 The other eight leaves looked at him contemptuously.
　　 "You can't say that...you can't beat it. If you are on your scalp, that's stupid. Brothers, you're asking for guilt."
　　 "Enough said?" Zhu Tianyuan said.
　　 "Brothers, don't be angry. You are not injured now. It is imperative that you should heal your wounds." Uncle whispered, "You guys...do you know what the red thing was just now?"
　　 Everyone shook their heads.
　　 "This thing is recorded in a transcript, named Tissot." The unraveling is amazing.
　　 Zhu Tianyuan suddenly looked at the solution, and suddenly remembered the transcript that he carried when he left the ancient sacred church and came to the capital, and he said: "If you know, why don't you say it?"
　　 Unwind and sigh:
"I said it was useful? Mr. Qi was so arrogant that he blocked me before he even spoke. Did you give me a chance to explain? Brother... Tissot is indeed a master of nine leaves, and look at this situation, or A master who has been in Jiuye for many years, Senior Ji may be more and more fierce."
　　 "What do you mean?"
　　 Zhu Tianyuan's eyes stared open.
　　Unwrinkled his brows slightly: "I am not malicious, but tell the truth."
　　 "Will you be malicious?" Zhu Tianyuan turned his eyes.
　　 "Brothers... I have ten healing remedies. Give it to everyone, it has a wonderful effect on internal injuries." Untie the kit from your arms and spread out the pills inside.
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