"Hmm? I've also hidden my skills."

Looking at each other in the dark corridor, sparks were seen before anyone could see them. A huge chain saw dragging on the ground, with scarlet shadows. In the blink of an eye, there was a red veil in front of me.

Ah Buddha! Da Bujing didn't expect that this thing was so fast, and rushed over like a gorge rat. At the same time, there was no trace of it in the field of sight, and at the next time, I rode my face.

So how can you not be happy? I am already good at physical skills. I practice the most physical training classes in the weekdays. I am definitely a violent bride. The sedan god Creator provides the "shoulder carriage and the earth" divine spark body (Chapter 146), which highlights the jump up and down.

Seeing the chain saw falling down, the Buddha's hands, which were tainted and dirty, blocked the temple master, and there was a lot of holes.

This time, the power of Damage and I know that this time it is not the previous wax figure, but it is just a real vulgar god.

There are also masters who hide in the void, watching the bride holding the chain saw show her power, turned her eyes and put their hands together to chant the Buddha's name to the temple master who doesn't know where to hide:

"Donor, I haven't rested all night long, why do I have to come and get along with me?"

No one responded, but the chain saw buzzed again.

Dangdangdangdangdang, the great impurity phase commanded the taint and dirt. The Buddha's hand was forced to take a few more moves and took a few steps back, and the Buddha's hand was bleeding.

Where did you come from the fighting madman? Da Bujing cursed secretly. If you don’t say a word, just hit him alone. Your face is not like the irritable brothers who only have muscles in their brains.

His filth and defilement are not the vain god who is good at being a positive and reckless person.

Even though the great impure appearance shows that the bride's divine deity is not high, and it is not even as dirty as the filth and dirt in her own temple, they are just fighting and specializing in their fighting skills. The gap between Taoism and Taoism has not reached a qualitative change, and your wizard is just a hooligan who cannot beat the close one.

Therefore, the great impurity has to delay time. The Buddha's hands are covered with dirty and dirty hands, and each punch is spreading bacteria, which is clean and hygienic. This is his goodness in the gods. It doesn't matter if he fights the disadvantages. He just needs to hold on and wait for the bacterial infection to take effect.

However, after a long time of fighting, the Buddha, who was tainted with dirt, had a knife on his hands and could be put into the pot. The bride, still jumped around with no sign of being hit.

No, the expression of the Great Impure Era has finally changed. It takes less than half a minute for such a vulgar god to be dirty and bitter, but now it has been five minutes... Wait, what is that!

Only then did I realize that the bride and the common god were holding a small bottle in the hands of the Buddha. Whenever he touched the Buddha's hands, he would use the small bottle to suck it.

“You collected the disease sample +1”

"Collection of bacterial samples +1"

"You collected..."

"Your disease collection bottle (1000/1000) is now full. You can go to the Gucai secret room in the deserted Nanyang House to refine the Qian Disease Body Gucai."

Zhou Bawasaki's harvest prompts kept ringing.

Of course, the method of impurity will be ineffective, because Zhou Bahuan has a prop that specifically restrains him. Not only does he restrain himself, but he also upgrades himself from his blood-sucking.

Germs? Take them to you!

The Great Unclean Sea hid in the void, and felt bad when he saw the battle situation. He wanted to take another trick, but he didn't have this opportunity.

The back was empty and there seemed to be nothing, but Damian Xiang felt that someone was kicking hard behind his butt. The person fell forward and fell down. When he looked back, he saw that there was a person wearing a motorcycle helmet and he became more transparent.

Golden silk wedding candy bag, one of the temple building materials in the wedding temple. You can randomly produce a nine-character wedding candy every day. Today it is just the array candy, and the effect is invisible. (Chapter 175)

Zhou Bahua really came prepared. Taking advantage of the situation of Damage and Damage, he had already opened his invisibility and touched the Void and behind Damage and Damage.

This kick not only kicked Da Bujing to the side, but also kicked him out of the independent space hidden in the void.

"You! You can come to the hell without any door!" Da Bujing Xiang saw that the temple master appeared, and quickly turned the Buddha's hand. As long as the temple master was solved, he could reverse the chance of victory.

But the great impure appearance has no chance. He has fallen out of the independent space hidden in the void. He is now in the memorial hall, and here is the territory of the vulgar god.

Not good, the great impurity has been discovered, and the hidden dirt is being bound and bounced back into his body.

The temple-town area! The thunderstorm that was just ignored has long turned into electric currents, penetrated into the water and electricity pipelines, and reactivated its temple-town capacity.

The void disappeared, and Zhou Bahuan said it was a pity that this thing was moistening too quickly, otherwise it might be possible to use the power of food to cow.

Then all the common gods of the temple, who were in great impure form, were returned to their bodies. Just like during the day, he was negligent and turned into a powerless way by the temple.

This time, a small embroidered shoe slapped his face hard. In the same ending, the dirty bald donkey was kicked out again.

...

After a temple battle, Zhou Bawa made a lot of troubles, and he fooled the great impurity that was much better than his own. The city people had a trick one after another.

But there are some problems. The walls and floors in the memorial hall were chewed, and it was broken a lot, so it was definitely going to be renovated.

"If you fight, why are you doing a house demolition?" On Zhou Bahuan's mobile phone screen, the female ghost of Zhongyuan Gong's communication soldier appeared again.

"You haven't even done your best, don't show off now." Zhou Bahua said as he pulled his ears, raised his eyes and swept the exposed water and electricity pipelines, "Now, it's time to kill that vulgar god and pretend to be dirty."

Zhongyuan Gong: "I still say the same thing, I hope you can let it go."

Zhou Bahuan: "It's not appropriate for me to have a trip in vain."

Zhongyuan Gong: "I told you to compensate you other intelligence."

Zhou Bahuan: "That won't work, I'll just look at this."

Zhongyuan Gong: "It's useless to use it, it doesn't match your temple system, so it's not enough to sell it for money. Have you ever thought that incense ash is dead, and the vulgar gods are alive."

As the two were talking, Zhou Bahua received a chaotic news and asked him to leave the memorial hall as soon as possible. The polling bureau passed and he would arrive in a few minutes.

Without further ado, it would be bad if it hit the polls bureau. Zhou Bahuan was about to leave, and Zhongyuan Gong said something and wait. The female ghost turned around and took out the screen, took out a yellowed envelope and placed it next to it.

So terrible, the figure in the water and electricity pipeline flashed by, and the letter was instantly swept away. Then, in the originally dim memorial hall, the lights began to flash, as if expressing emotions. Judging from the flashing lights, it was probably happy.

Zhongyuan Gong: "More than 20 years ago, before the dramatist passed away, he entrusted a box of letters to my friend, my father, and asked him to help send it to the memorial hall."

Zhongyuan Gong: "My father passed away unexpectedly a while ago. I sorted out the relics and found that something was happening, so I wanted to complete the promised things for him."

Zhongyuan Gong: "But the information left is unknown, there is only one photo and no address. I only found this address on Qixie Forum based on the photos. You also know what happened later." (Chapter 173)

When Zhou Bahuan heard him speak, he had already left the memorial hall, rode tens of thousands of motorcycles, and kicked the accelerator.

Zhou Bahuan: "There is no one in the memorial hall on weekdays, and was it sent to the thunderstorm of the vulgar god?"

Zhongyuan Gong: "Man's lifespan is limited, but the common gods do not."

Zhongyuan Gong: "Before the dramatist passed away, he wrote a letter for the next fifty years in advance. He told Lei Yu that he would go far for a while and would send letters every month, but he did not say that he would never come back where he went."

Zhongyuan Gong: "Although the yin and yang are separated, he still tried to use letters from home to surpass his life span, accompanying the thunderstorm, and not want it to be lonely."

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!