Luo Yuanzhen put his hand on the umbrella, and a layer of red clouds immediately emerged, leaving nothing behind, burning all his fingers.

"Under the sun." Luo Yuanzhen smiled bitterly: "Is there such a bizarre thing?"

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…

…

The yellow wind was blowing, and the red field was devastated. Among the corpses lying on the ground, Mr. Gongyang showed an unbelievable look of horror. The figure of the young monk was clearly reflected in his contracted pupils.

Divine Foot Power!!!

Perfect and complete, it can make the mind travel wherever sentient beings in the ten directions go without losing concentration. This is the six divine transformations, this is Tathagata Zen!

"It seems..." Mr. Gongyang looked at the corpses lying on the ground, shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid this time I suffered a disaster."

"What?" Taoist Fei Xuan was at a loss and didn't understand what he meant.

"The assassins from Wusheng Mansion were appointed to attack the poor monk." The pure light on Wuming's body dimmed, and he silently clasped his hands together: "I'm afraid this interception will never stop."

"What?!" Taoist Fei Xuan screamed strangely, and Pang Qing staggered over from a distance holding his injured body. Even the few knights behind him were silent.

"I have sent a message to Taizhou, but I don't have time to wait for them to arrive." Pang Qing glanced at Wu Ming complexly, then quietly narrowed his eyes, and took the lead in speaking before Taoist Fei Xuan asked.

"I also sent a message to the Vajra Temple, but in a short while..." Wu Ming shook his head, and the result was self-evident.

"Why?" Taoist Feixuan turned his head in confusion and looked at Mr. Gongyang blankly: "This...why is this?"

"The interception and killing were planned in advance, and it was all about using one's extraordinary powers to deal with those who were unable to catch up intentionally or unintentionally." Mr. Gongyang explained briefly, and then he hoped to turn to Wu Ming:

"Now that Master has mastered Shenzu Tong, can he move us back to Taizhou? Once in Taizhou, in full view of the public, no one will dare to do it again!"

An unruly mind can move the ten dharma realms!

Now, the only hope in Mr. Gongyang's heart is the supernatural power that is right in front of him!

"It's too far, and there are too many people..." Wu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm afraid the poor monk is not strong enough."

The male sheep's face froze and he didn't speak for a long time.

"At this moment, there is only one way to survive." In the dead silence, a voice suddenly sounded slowly, and Mr. Gongyang was shocked and raised his head.

"Lianhuaxu is already under this landline, right? After entering the wretched land of Lianhuaxu, even if the field is chaotic, it can be considered a favorable location."

Wu Ming turned around and said, "I have informed my mentor. Once we avoid these killings, whether it is the arrival of the King Kong Temple or the Yan family, we can resolve this disaster."

Mr. Gongyang and Pang Qing's expressions changed at first, then looked at each other, and finally nodded helplessly.

At the moment, this is indeed the last choice...

Taoist Fei Xuan on the side had a dull look in his eyes. He suddenly came to his senses after Pang Qing pulled his sleeves.

"Although Lotus Ruins is underground, the correct portal will not be found until the clear yang and turbidity of the Three Empresses meet and the water lung rises!"

After listening to the retelling, Feixuan Taoist said with a mournful face: "If I go to the earth line now, I can't get in."

"The magical foot power can probably break it open."

"..."

"Then that's all!" Mr. Gongyang said.

The still-living knights of the Yan family began to collect the corpses. Mr. Gongyang offered a silver bottle and put Song Chi and Zhang Yan, who were stunned to death, into their magic weapons. Taoist Feixuan struggled to release the compass and began to try to anchor the earth veins.

, looking for the portal.

Among the chaotic figures, Wu Ming accidentally caught a glimpse of the small figure covering his nose in the corner of the crowd.

Her forehead was inexplicably bruised and swollen, as if she had been hit by a flying stone, and there were blood stains on her face. At this time, she panicked and covered her nose with her hands, as if the nosebleeds could not be stopped no matter what.

So small.

She is still so young, even younger than Xiaoqiu...

So many people have died, and aren’t these bad karma all caused by yourself?

Wu Ming felt astringent in his heart, laughed to himself, and then walked over.

The nosebleeds won’t stop!

Xie Fanjing desperately covered her nose with her hands, feeling a little dizzy.

She wanted to hold her head up. She heard many people say that if you tilt your head back, the noses would stop bleeding. Although she didn't know the reason, Xie Fanjing thought she could give it a try.

Suddenly.

My eyes seemed to be getting dark.

The young monk stood under the light, blocking the light. His white clothes seemed to have turned into a halo that was both real and illusory, blurred in the light.

He leaned down silently, looked level with himself, and then tore off a clean corner of his sleeve robe.

"Don't worry, I've cultivated Shenzu Tong, they can't catch up."

The white cloth was wiped on the face, and the silent face was so close that you could hear the sound of breathing.

Xie Fanjing stared blankly at the monk who was so close, and looked at his eyes. There were so many things in those eyes, so deep, so bright, and so far away, just like the wildly growing forest on a dark hill.

Cover the sky.

She thought she had never seen through his eyes, not before and now.

"Don't be afraid."
Chapter completed!