Yu Feng is like an arrow, entering the ground three feet.
The blue and blue light is like a flame, and the dipping object is burning.
Xia Leng remembered that Kong Qingsong's white bone rain waterfall just now is like a heavy rain pear flower needle, but the monk's blue light rain is even more horrible, it is almost invincible, and you can only retreat.
On the top, the body will definitely be penetrated directly, and then the bones are burned.
"Don't escape, you can't escape." The monk Qinglian was floating in the air, and seemed to say it: "As long as this rain is constantly, the poor monk can always launch this kind of flames, and how long can you escape how long you can escape
"?"
Xia Leng jumped away for dozens of feet away, barely avoided the glory of the monk, and scrambled for a few seconds, thinking about how to get close to each other's body. He has not yet had a remote attack.
"Cold Lord, then this."
At this time, Xiao Sha Miyu didn't know where to come out of, and throw it to Xia Leng from a distance.
As soon as Xia Leng was connected, he found that it was actually an umbrella, or to observe the oil paper umbrella that was greater than practicality. Not all the rain could be covered with an umbrella.
Candid him, although he was puzzled, he opened the umbrella, and at this time, the blue light rain of the monk of Qinglian was also near.
"Crack! Crack!"
The rain was hit on the umbrella surface, and the sound of the big beads and the small beads and the jade disk was made. The strange thing was that the umbrella was not broken.
The kind of blue light that can penetrate the ground through three or four feet, but can't break this small oil paper umbrella.
Xia Leng thought in his heart: It seems that this Xiaosha Miyu is not a simple character, but also has been playing pigs to eat tigers.
"Hum, it is not easy to practice your practice. I didn't want to hurt your life, but unfortunately you came to prevent the poor monks." Monk Qinglian naturally saw Xiaosha Yuyu, and shot the past in a cold light.
"Stop!" Xia Leng drank, and flew to Xiaosha's rain in front of the rain, blocking the cold light.
Xia Leng stared at the monk Qinglian angrily: "He is still a child!"
"In front of him, I'm afraid you are a child!" The monk of Qinglian said: "Who is you being this little Sami, he is the rain girl from a thousand years ago, and staying in this temple is also for the feed machine to feed the machine.
Find the Kong family to get revenge. "
Xiao Sha Mi Yu came with a look of ignorance: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"The poor monk helps you except Kong's, you are not grateful, and you are still here to hind you." The monk Qinglian looked at a stagnant, and suddenly he said angrily: "Okay, the poor monk still has something to do, you can't stay here for a long time.
Today, let you open your horizons and let this flying temple become a lake. "
After that, the monk Qinglian plundered to the high altitude.
Xia Leng came to Ji Jiu, and instructed them to say, "How far do you leave the Temple of Temple, how far are you running."
"Son, what about you?" Xiao Xiuer said a little worried.
"Of course I went to the idiot." Xia Leng's temper at this time showed a touch of summer taste. "Escape is not my style."
Xiao Xiu'er still wanted to say something, Ji Jiu was holding Xiao Shayi in one hand, and the other hand grabbed her wrist directly, and forcibly dragged it away. Feng Tianling was very good and followed Ji Jiu very well, but before leaving
Give Xia Leng a delicate and small bell.
Xia Leng was so dull that he blocked the bell on his waist, borrowed a force from the rockery, and immediately rose into the air, and the monk towards Qinglian flew over.
In the air, the monk Qinglian raised his hand and raised his hand, condensing a huge blue and blue light ball, one -third of the flying temple, and it was constantly swelling.
"Fan Qinglian, eat me with a punch!" Xia Leng rushed to the high altitude and said angrily.
Qinglian's monk's eyes were full of disdain, and said faintly: "Personal martial arts, in the face of supernatural spells, is just carving insects. Smart spells, in front of heaven magic weapons, but not the news of the fire. Since you want to
Compare with the poor monk, then try if you can take this light. "
"Go!" The monk Qinglian smashed the huge light balls that raised his hands high in the summer.
Xia Leng did not avoid it, and he rushed into the light with his fist. The endless blue light mixed with countless rain points, instantly penetrating his body.
Then, then
For a moment, Xia Leng felt like he was really broken by a corpse. Each inch of skin was penetrated by light, and every drop of rain also exuded his skin.
However, Xia Leng did not die or stopped.
His fist was still holding, and his body was still rushing up.
"Give me!"
Xia Leng rushed out the blue and blue light ball, and came straight to the eyes of the monk Qinglian. In his incomparable eyes, he punch it and smashed it on his face!
The monk Qinglian was like an arrow, collapsed several lofts, and smashed into the ground heavily.
The blue and blue light ball in the air also burst out, exuding dazzling light, and the night of Beiyun County was bright as daylight. Countless people who had been sleeping were awakened by this white light.
I don't know what happened.
A few seconds later, Xia Leng fell back to the ground, his feet were softened as soon as the ground was stained, and the whole person fell to the ground.
Those blue light really caused him damage to him just now. He now feels that all the internal organs are burning, Dantian Qihai seems to have been broken, and the aura in his body can not hide it anymore.
Xiuwei seems to be abolished.
"Okay, you are fine." Among the rubble of the ruins, the monk Qinglian climbed out, and there was no smile on his face, and he lost his calmness.
Not so insulted, you are the first and last! "
"That can only indicate that you have lacking social beatings before. I have given you a lesson. Remember to pay the tuition fee." Xia Leng lying on the ground and couldn't move, but his mouth became a lot of sharpness.
The image of words is slightly contrast.
The monk Qinglian smiled angrily, and took a cup of light sword from the void: "This sword is called seven feet of Shenguang, but the saber in my Xiuxian Alliance.
I can die in this sword, counting your life is fortunate. No, you are fortunate to be in this life, because after being killed by this sword, you do not enter the reincarnation, and you will destroy the previous life, and your soul will be imprisoned in the god of this sword.
In the light, the eternal life is tortured and cannot be relieved. "
Speaking, Qinglian's monk slowly walked in front of Xia Leng, raised his sword to his chest, and murmured, "The poor monk originally appreciated you and wanted to give you an opportunity to enter the Xiuxian Alliance. Unfortunately, you do n’t know how to lift it.
I still want to resist me. "
"Praise?" Xia Leng chuckled, "Don't do this, I'm afraid your plan is not a good idea. Do you really think others are as stupid as you?"
"Tsk tsk, what a pity." Monk Qinglian really admired Xia Leng very much, both in terms of aptitude and character. His original intention was to bring Xia Leng to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, and then use it as a backup body for him to overcome the calamity.
Use it, but unfortunately this person's free will is too strong, and he attacked him again, so he can't stay anymore.
"It's a pity for your sister, it's a pity for you, it's a pity for your whole family." At this time, a woman's scolding voice suddenly sounded from the side, mixed with swear words from time to time.
Monk Qinglian looked puzzled and couldn't help but move his eyes following the sound, but he saw a circle of light appearing not far away from him. Not long after, a woman wearing a purple dress walked out of it. She was as beautiful as a fairy, but had an angry look on her face.
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As soon as the woman in the purple skirt appeared, she whipped out a long whip and hit Monk Qinglian on the face.
"Crack!"
Monk Qinglian found that he could not dodge, so he could only bear the whip forcefully. His whole face was almost shattered. Before he could react, he received hundreds of whips like a violent storm.
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"Okay, Meier, stop playing around." Another more beautiful woman walked out of the circle of light. Her expression was still calm and calm. She stepped forward to help Xia Leng, fed him some pills, and asked with concern:
"Are you okay?"
Xia Leng was a little strange: "Aunt Mu, Aunt Meier, why are you here?"
These two women are naturally Mu Han and Mei'er.
"The natal talisman on your body is sending a warning signal, of course we are coming." Mu Han observed Xia Leng and frowned slightly: "The qi sea in the Dantian is somewhat damaged. It seems that it needs to be healed. Follow me back to Yuxian
Zongba."
Mei'er became even more angry when she heard that Xia Leng's dantian Qi sea was damaged, and she swung the whip in her hand even more fiercely.
"Going back again?" Xia Leng couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Aunt Mu, if I go back again I'll be almost seven in and seven out. In fact, I have nothing to do, so I won't go back."
Mu Han asked: "What about going back to the Fairy Island?"
"Then we can't go back." Xia Leng hurriedly shook his head.
Mu Han said with some distress: "We are still too cruel. You are obviously still young, so we let you go out and wander the world by yourself. If your own mother knew that you were like this, she would be heartbroken."
"She feels bad for her, but she will still let me go out and try my best." Xia Leng knew his mother's personality traits very well, "How could Xia Leng and Leng Bingbing's son be so useless?"
Mu Han saw Xia Leng's unique stubbornness in Xia Leng, and knew that forcing him would be useless, but he still couldn't help but ask: "You really don't want to go back?"
Xia Leng shook his head firmly.
"Forget it, it's up to you." Mu Han took out some elixirs and spiritual fluids and put them in a bag: "These are wound medicines and elixirs. As long as you eat them and recuperate for a while, you will basically be fine."
"Thank you Aunt Mu." Xia Leng regained some strength, sat up and took the bag.
Mu Han was quite pleased and said, "If you don't thank your Aunt Mei, be careful if she gets angry."
"Thank you, Aunt Mei'er." Xia Leng thanked the furious Mei'er again and reminded: "But, Aunt Mei'er, please stop hitting him. If you hit him again, he will turn into a puddle of mud."
Mei'er retracted the whip bitterly, and the still angry and bruised Qinglian monk said, "I'm giving you an advantage."
"Mu Yan, Aunt Meier, this is not simple, it is a person in the Xiu Xian Alliance." Xia Leng whispered Mu Yan and Meier softly.
When Charm heard four "Xiu Xian Alliance", she couldn't help but face.
When Mu Yanmeng frowned, he immediately raised his hand and popped up several cold light.