After "he" said that, Xuan Ling was stunned for a moment, and Jia Jia was also stunned.

A monk in the early stage of the Tibetan God wants to deal with a monk in the previous dust period, Rao is Jia Jia has a special physique, and has a spiritual root that is rare in the world, such as a spatial spiritual root, but he doesn't dare to say such a thing. It is true that You Lianhua is soft, but in the end, he is a monk in the dust period, and even among the monks in the dust period, You Lianhua is not necessarily weak, and he doesn't know where "he" has the courage to say this.

Although Jia Jia didn't say it explicitly, "he" seemed to have expected it, and chuckled: "You don't have knowledge, it doesn't mean I can't do it!"

"I don't know!" These three words have been used by no one for a long time on her Lian Jiajia, she can't help but blush, and she doesn't know whether she is angry or ashamed, Jia Jia involuntarily bit her lip and argued: "I really don't have any knowledge, but I also know the balance of heaven, how can there be such a thing against the sky, even if... Even if it really exists, it will be like a tiger and wolf, and there will be troubles. ”

"There will be no shortage of troubles, and it will be done if you can raise it back. "He" didn't get angry in the face of Jia Jia and Xuanling's questioning, "Don't teach people to doubt that they are mediocre, and look at it!"

Jia Jia's heart was relieved, and at this moment, "he" came out. Jia Jia only saw that his body was sitting in danger, and after breathing, he stood up and looked at You Lianhua, even if he was hit by You Jiahua, he didn't kill him, Yi Jia Jia was actually fine, and he was aware of the dozens of powers behind him, but for some reason no one made a move.

Jia Jia heard her own voice sound: "What are the monks of Kunlun doing, why don't you make a move?" Hmph, looking ahead and backward, it is difficult to achieve great things!"

Her voice was not loud, but what a high-ranking monk's ear power was, not to mention that almost all the monks' attention was on her now, everyone naturally heard this sentence clearly.

As soon as these words came out, before others could speak, Fu Qingniu couldn't help but shake his face: "What's the matter?

Jia Jia was helpless but couldn't, it was naturally not her who said such things, it was "him". I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, as soon as these words came out, I must have offended many people, but I couldn't persuade "him", this person has always acted like this, and he has never been persuaded to move.

However, although "he" didn't like what he said, it was also a fact, and for some reason, Monk Kunlun didn't move, at least with the cultivation of the current Lianjia Tibetan God Period, the sect should not have watched her die.

She didn't know that it was the real person of Mingjian in Shushan who stopped everyone.

"Even if you shoot, you can't get forward. It was You Lianhua who spoke, a little unbearable, "You better go with me!" I have the Tiger Order of the Hehuan Sect, no matter whether the disciples of my sect want to or not, as soon as I speak out, they will definitely listen to my dispatch, not to mention, the Fang Zhenren of the Abbot Island in the East China Sea has already been arranged, it will be easy for me to take you away, and the outcome will not change, why do you need a few more people to be injured? You are a smart person, you should know that struggling is useless. ”

"Really?" he" didn't care at all, and laughed twice, "It seems that you have already set it up, just wait to catch me back." ”

You Lianhua was silent for a moment, but still nodded, "Yes, I don't want to hurt anyone, you better come with me!"

"Many monks will cultivate supernatural powers when they cultivate to the Jindan, or even when they are Yuan Ying or higher, just like Wei Dong's teleportation supernatural powers, your Heaven Replenishing Availer. "He" chatted lightly with Jia Jia about supernatural powers, "Your Heaven Replenishing Tribulator is a very powerful supernatural power...... So, guess what, what are my supernatural powers?"

Jia Jia and Xuan Ling were both shocked, the direction of the negligent change of spiritual power in the body made the body that was accustomed to the past extremely uncomfortable, and a hot throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It's comfortable at last!" "He" wiped the blood on his chin twice, and was a little wild.

Chen Huaxuan, who had just applied the acupuncture method to Qin Ya's body for a week, put Qin Yaping on the ground, stood up, and walked to Fu Qingniu's side: "You can't wait any longer, let's do it!"

"How is he?" Although Fu Qingniu didn't even blink his eyelids, Chen Huaxuan also knew that he was talking about Qin Ya, and replied: "I've fainted, but it's okay." ”

"Hmm. Fu Qingniu said and strode forward.

After only two steps, a hand blocked his way, and Fu Qingniu glared at the person who stopped him with an ugly face: "Mingjian Lao'er, what do you mean by this?"

Mingjian Zhenren glanced at him, suddenly raised his right hand, and the sword was unsheathed, and the sword slashed around, and the sword qi spread out like a tide, and then revealed a dazzling silver needle, and the strange cyan on the silver needle told everyone that this was not an ordinary silver needle.

"The villain surnamed Fang. Someone exclaimed, but saw a person walking out from behind Ziyou Lianhua, who was smiling and waving his hand to everyone, "Fang Mou doesn't know, but I have missed you for so long." ”

It's none other than Fang Ren, right now, his cultivation is no longer hidden, and his real cultivation in the dust period has made everyone's faces change greatly.

"Phew!" Zhen Yirou of the Hehuan Sect took a sip, "It's disgusting!"

"The fairy of clever words usually doesn't like to listen, but this sentence is in line with our minds. Chen Huaxuan glanced at Zhen Yirou with a smile, and the silver light flashed between his sleeves, Fang Zhenren seemed to reach out and grab a handful of silver needles, which were also quenched with medicine, showing a very different color.

Fang Zhenren smiled very comfortably: "It turns out that Chen Zhenren also likes to make a fuss on the silver needle!"

Chen Huaxuan didn't succeed in a single blow, and he didn't care: "I am to save people, and you are to kill people, naturally it is different." ”

"Hehe!" Fang Zhenren sneered twice, "I don't have such a good temper as You Zhenren, I will definitely take people away... Huh?"

Fang Zhenren was suddenly silenced, staring at the female cultivator who was looking at him not far away, his brows involuntarily furrowed, the female cultivator's gaze staring at him remained unchanged for a long time, there was no disgust, let alone a liking, it was like, it seemed to be a kind of scrutiny.

Fang Zhenren was stared at a little unspeakable, and restrained himself from looking at the female cultivator, and instead stared at everyone: "Mingjian, I advise you not to act rashly, Miao Wuhua is far away in Kunlun, which is tens of thousands of miles away, and the old man of Huadao is still in his meditation, and he won't wake up until tomorrow." Today, I must take her with me!"

As soon as the words fell, he felt that a burst of sword qi suddenly surged in the direction of the female cultivator, this sword qi was not very powerful, at least Fang Zhenren and You Lianhua did not perceive the slightest sense of oppression, but for some reason, the female cultivator in front of him was a little weird.

The moon is full like a plate, the nun hangs her eyelids, and the sword shadow dances under the moon. Jia Jia listened to "him" singing silently: "I dance chaotically, drink and sing, and walk alone on a long ...... road"

This ancient humming seemed to have been heard somewhere, and the nun bowed, and her posture was like a clear shadow, like a solo dance under the moon.

"Where have I seen the general. A Tibetan god monk from Shushan held his sword and his hand tightened involuntarily.

Mingjian Zhenren looked at it for a moment: "It is somewhat similar to the general outline of my Shushan Seven Sects of Swordsmanship, "Dancing Style", but it is not completely true. ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, and finally understood where the sense of disobedience came from, even Jia Jia is a real Kunlun monk who has been practicing in Kunlun since he entered the Tao, although the Kunlun monks have different ways of cultivation, and there are thousands of exercises, but they are all derived from the Kunlun heart method that lays the cornerstone, all the exercises in Kunlun have the shadow of the royal road, for ordinary monks, it may be difficult to detect, but now the people present are high-level monks of various sects, not to mention, the light eyesight is not comparable to ordinary monks. The royal way in the Kunlun Exercise cannot escape the eyes of these people, but now, the sword technique that Lian Jia dances does not have a trace of the royal road, and even has another strange aura mixed with it.

Everyone may not have reacted yet, but the Shushan monk has already reacted, this familiar breath is clearly his Shushan chivalrous feeling, the swordsmanship gesture may be far away, but the hidden chivalry can't escape the eyes of these Shushan monks who have been enlightening chivalry all day long.

Mingjian Zhenren's face was rare serious, and there was an early sense of inquiry that could not be concealed in his eyes staring at Jia Jia.

Perhaps looking at his body from the perspective of a bystander, after all, there is a clarity that others do not have, Jia Jia muttered: "On the Shushan Sword Platform, there are countless Shushan Sword Cultivators dancing on it all year round, as long as you see such a scene once, it is unforgettable, and the magnificent atmosphere is really only seen in my life!"

"He" didn't answer, he waited for the long sword dance, raised his hand with a sword, and pointed at You Lianhua and Fang Zhenren: "With my kind of cultivation, it is very rare to have a chance to fight with the monks of the Dust Period, come on!"

"Hmph, don't measure yourself!" Fang Zhenren's eyes were gloomy, and his spiritual power fluctuated in his hand. The nun looked at it, and her spiritual power fluctuated in her hand.

The two auras were different, but they started almost the same aura and spread out, Fang Zhenren clasped his hands together, and the spiritual power in the air around him became extremely sharp.

The authorities are fascinated, often a leaf obstacle Mount Tai, You Huahua turned his gaze to the female cultivator who also folded his hands and received the bladeless sword, the aura on the front was sharp and abnormal for a moment, he instinctively had a bad premonition, his right finger trembled slightly, the spiritual power in the palm of his hand rotated like a whirlpool, and his fingertips crushed a petal kneaded by spiritual power.

However, in the blink of an eye, the female cultivator opened her mouth and drank softly, almost at the same time as Fang Zhenren: "The stars are falling like rain!"

A male voice, a female voice, the aura turned into sharp silver needles and sprinkled all over the ground.

The faces of the two people facing each other turned pale, and Fang Zhenren stared at Jia Jia with dead eyes: "How is this possible?"

The monks present are all high-level leaders of various sects, and what they have seen and heard is also very incomparable, this trick is like rain, not the side, it is the magic power that Fang Zhenren realized after marrying the Dan.

"This is Fang Ren's supernatural power, back then, this supernatural power fell like rain, and it was famous for a while on the seventeen islands in my East China Sea, and for some reason, even the real person competition also made it. Mo Wuji was extremely surprised, only to feel that what he saw today was really incredible.

Kunlun Lian Jiajia's supernatural power to make up for the heavens is not a secret, thanks to her huge momentum when she was knotted, many people were witnesses of the celestial phenomenon of the Dan back then, at that time, although he was far away in the East China Sea, but he also heard of it, the phoenix was born in Nirvana, and it was seen that it was extraordinary.

The nun's hanging eyes suddenly opened, and her eyes were burning to look at Youhuahua, and before she could open her mouth, she saw Jiajia raise her hand and smile, and the nun was neutral in the moon, and Fang Cai's gloomy slaughter disappeared in an instant, but there was a color of compassion on the outside.

One step out, the aura turned into solidity, a lifelike lotus flower was born from her feet, the flower bloomed to a person's height, she stood in the center, her lips slightly closed, and the beautiful Sanskrit sound seemed to come from the distant unknown other side, and reached the ear.

"One thought of life, one thought of death, life and death are extinguished, and the Buddha is on the way to ......"

"Ho ho ho ho ho ha......ha

"This should be a trick of Buddhist cultivation, how can she ......?"

If it is a coincidence that the stars of Fang Fang Zhenren are falling like rain, then this Buddhist cultivation trick is definitely not a coincidence.

"How is this possible, how can a person have so many supernatural powers. Some people couldn't help but question.

No one answered his question, and the instantly raised Sanskrit voice immediately attracted the monk's attention, Rao is such a feeling of being harassed is too uncomfortable, and this sudden change is enough to attract everyone's attention, but seeing that the nun seems to be bathed in the moonlight, the edge of the whole person is misty, like an entity, and like an imaginary body.

"This earlobe ......," someone exclaimed.

But I don't know when, I don't know when a lop-eared Buddha appeared in the center of the lotus flower transformed from the aura, full of compassion, and gradually merged with the female cultivator in the middle.

The Sanskrit sound in her ears was endless, the female cultivator stretched out her hand, and with a palm towards Fang Zhenren, under the five-fingered mountain, Fang Zhenren only felt that the surrounding spiritual power was controlled for a moment, and even the spiritual power in her body could not be mobilized.

Bergamot rose with flowers and flicked.

With a scream from Fang Zhenren, he didn't know where he was thrown.

All this seemed to be just an instant, and the lotus flower and the Buddha of compassion all dissipated, leaving the nuns standing with their heads bowed.

"You...... This is my sixteen Sanskrit sounds. You Lianhua seemed to be still in shock, and had not recovered, and glanced at the monk on the side, Fang Zhenren was repelled by her blow, and he didn't know where he threw it, there was a Mingjian real person who came out of the dust period here, he didn't seem to be able to take away Jia Jia today, turned around and stepped out, but disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

"The cultivation of the early stage of the Tibetan God, one move shocked out of the dust stage!" Mo Wuji gasped, "It's enough to be proud!"

Chen Huaxuan only felt that his palms were tight, but it was the little boy who took his hand and couldn't help clenching his fists, his eyes were as bright as stars.

"Give and receive. At this moment, Mingjian Zhenren suddenly spoke, and the female cultivator who was standing in place had already fallen straight down.