Bailang's claws turned into a copper bell, holding the old woman underground, and then Bailang slapped the next palm with his other hand. This palm was upright, bright and brilliant, with the power of pure yang to destroy demons and the great sun.
The intention of destroying evil was attached to it. This palm slapped directly on the ground without even lifting up a speck of dust.
However, there was a shrill scream coming from the ground, and then it was cut off in the middle - only the black smoke and dust light and shadow kept flashing out from the ground, but within the range of Bai Lang's palm, which was like a beam of light, they were screaming.
Turning into ashes while wailing...
Bailang used the yang and power of the golden bell cover magical technique to transform the old woman into a living being. It can be said that there is no corpse left. This magical technique is just for ordinary people, but for those who practice magic techniques, it is born from the heart.
The true fire that eliminates demons and the energy of Yang He are poured down to turn the body and soul into flying ashes and cannot be reincarnated. If this old woman has monstrous demonic flames and unparalleled magic skills, that's all. Since her martial arts is not as good as Bailang, she can only have attribute restraint.
One dies.
After Bai Lang killed the old woman, he faced the old man holding a long flaming stick with the momentum of killing two innate masters in a row. The old man also laughed miserably. Bai Lang knew that this man's momentum was too weak to look good, and he was probably waiting for death.
Will Bailang let him go? Definitely not.
This white wave transformed into a tiger, and it just pounced and punched like a tiger's jaws. The old man raised his big stick and swept it out with all his strength, bringing up a phantom like a volcanic eruption. However, there was an aura in the air, and the inside was really tight.
Bailang broke through it with one blow, and then punched the old man into a ball.
With the power of the punch injected into him, the old man suddenly lost control of his body, spitting fire from his seven orifices, and then the joints all over his body were shattered by impact. The part that was hit could not withstand the force and was directly punched out with a big hole, and that was the end of it.
There are two more places to die in the Gobi Desert - places where innate masters often die. The playboy who was killed by Bailang is afraid that he will create a place where there is mist, ice and fire, and the old man can create one.
A sea of scorching flames erupted, and the old woman's soul was scattered and her body was purified by the power of her palms. She died the most simply and without environmental pollution.
However, the loot was also gray. The old man, Bai Lang, at least received the loot - after touching the body, it was just a bag. Bai Lang found that there was a strange talisman on the mouth of the bag that could absorb the innate energy. "This is probably a legend.
The storage bag in the bag?" This is the mouth of the bag that is bound by the holder's infuriating energy in a special way - it can also be regarded as a key.
It is not impossible to break through by force, but in this case, even if the contents inside are lost, the bag is basically finished. Unless someone is found to repaint the talisman and seal it into the space, it will be just an ordinary small leather bag. Bai Lang tossed it away.
Throwing it to the ground, he also let out a breath and said, "Forget it, keep it for now and find a place where you can untie it."
There must be a place to open this bag. Every oasis should have a black shop that cracks stolen goods, a storage bag for innate masters... There is still a way to open it, as long as you are not in a hurry. Bai Lang
Only then did he have time to deal with his injuries. He endured the pain and still had to punch for luck.
This is how external Kung Fu works, you have to move a little to use your internal energy. Bai Lang's movements are not fast, a bit slow, but as he moves, golden light gradually seeps out from his body, and the surface of his skin seems to be oiled. This golden
The oily light spreads on Bailang's body, and whenever it encounters those wounds, it gets stuck, eating away bit by bit the ice slag or flames on the wounds.
When it comes to those black places, the golden oily light is like a flame meeting gasoline. It can spread directly over with a bang. Ice slag is gradually squeezed out from Bailang's wounds, and it falls to the ground with a clatter, burning.
The flames of blood were also forced out, falling to the ground and burning bit by bit.
As Bailang inhaled and exhaled, his muscles tensed and rolled, the golden oily light gradually pressed very firmly and finally covered his whole body. The phantom of the golden bell appeared directly to cover him, and then the bell rang three times in succession. The remaining traces of Bailang's body were
The wound spurted out ice slag flames, which hit the golden bell and fell to the ground. All the dark energy that had sneaked into his body was indeed forced out by Bai Lang.
The next step was to force the wounds everywhere inside the golden bell cover to be squeezed shut by the muscles. Unfortunately, Bailang didn't have the golden healing medicine on his body, so he couldn't apply the medicine for a while. He grabbed the gold and silver nuggets on the ground that had been melted into pieces by the flames, and
He took a look at the medicine bottle that had not been damaged by the flames and ice. After all, he had not taken the medicine - after one night, who knew if Happy King would add more ingredients.
This man can no longer be trusted. Bai Lang is glad that he did not eat this thing directly before, otherwise he might have been poisoned by the poison and was beaten to death by the three people. Now that the injury is under control, what are you waiting for? Kill him back.
You're such a bastard. Bailang also has a bad temper. Chai Chunmen, the happy king, won't kill him because he doesn't have a clear idea.
He also wants to know why this bastard wants to kill him? If he wants to silence him, wouldn't it be better to just do it in the oasis? It can only be said that among the other three people, there are some who are just helpers like Bailang. He is not sure that he will kill at least one person at the same time.
Two people...
Why don't you kill him quickly? Why don't you wait for this guy to deal with the others and wait for work? As soon as Bailang thought of this, he immediately used Qinggong to fly - for him, he was already a master of his family, as long as he got rid of the intruding Qi.
, with his strong physique, he has directly recovered most of his combat effectiveness.
While Bai Lang was running wildly, his strong body was still recovering, absorbing the vitality between heaven and earth to circulate his internal energy and constantly repair his body. "Fortunately, it's not far out!" He just sighed, with an oasis in front of him, and Bai Lang
This time he would not obediently pay the fee to enter the city. He rushed past the cavalry, completely ignoring the group of people who were shouting and chasing him from behind.
Even if they set off signal rockets, Bai Lang is not afraid. How many innate masters can this oasis have? Only innate masters who can protect the oasis and take the initiative are useful. And if the number of these people is enough, I am afraid that the Happy King will not be able to protect the oasis at all.
You need to find someone from outside.
Bailang rushed directly into the oasis. He had already passed the crowds on the street as his steps were in vain. In front of him was the group of pavilions and pavilions by the lake occupied by the Happy King. Where is this person? It is not difficult as long as the Qi machine is sensed. Bailang's spiritual mind
At the moment of induction, the traces of the innate master inside have been locked.
Sure enough, there was only one person, but it was not King Happy, but a guy who looked like a horse bandit. This person was also someone who assisted in refining the medicine. His figure was similar to that of Bai Lang, and he was holding a long and large scimitar in his hand.
He also sensed the arrival of Bailang, and now he rushed out of a pavilion like a tornado.