Taoist chanting

"Back!"

"The evil god is about to explode!"

"Walk!"

Chen Qingqiao, Yang Shuilan, and Monk Fayuan yelled at the same time, seeing that the evil god was unwilling to fail, and those who wanted to use self-explosion to pull a few backs, had suffered from the evil god Luo Mo, and no one dared to be negligent.

Everyone cast their spells to fly away and retreat, as if they were shocked, and they went to the sky over the sea ten miles away in the blink of an eye.

"Boom", the evil god blew himself up to shake the heavens and earth, and countless black fragments screamed and flew in all directions.

"Run, the debris is chasing the back of the ass, ahhhhhhh"

When it comes to the ability to escape, Lu Zijin has never been unwilling to be second. Among the few, he humbly said that he was second, and he did not dare to be the first. He flung himself out of the crowd behind him, and under the sun, he ran like a huge black whirlwind , A harsh and ugly donkey laugh came out of his mouth.

After spending so much effort to send away the projection of the evil god, he can have a good time wandering around the Duxian Islands.

Near Zhu Zhechi, influenced by the master, he loves all the beautiful scenery in the world. The master also said, "This world does not lack beauty, but lacks the eyes to discover beauty.

I don't know how much ink the viewer drank secretly, but what he said is very cultural.

Otherwise, he couldn't be the master of the temple, because he can speak without the master of the temple.

"Lu Zijin, shut your donkey's mouth, it's too ugly."

Tu Kun followed closely behind, guessing that Fei had escaped for more than [-] miles, and the debris could no longer catch up. His ears couldn't bear the noise of the donkey, so the guy slowed down on purpose, and stood a little ahead of him, cursing uncontrollably .

"Ah uh."

Lu Zijin turned his head with an innocent face, and looked at the short and wretched half-old man behind his buttocks with big black eyes.

If you have something to say, the temple master will never scold him, and will not dislike his loud and clear voice.

No matter how annoying the temple master is, he always speaks softly to his own people with a smile on his face. He also said, "Be patient, especially with those around you. Don't be impatient, or you will be very sad." Hey, hey, that's not right!
Why is the Lord of the Temple missing among the people who followed?
Lu Zijin's shock was no small matter, the hair on his back stood on end, his whole body turned around suddenly with a "shua", almost knocking Tu Kun down, he caught the strong wind of Tu Kun's nose, and stomped He ran back in the direction he came from.

"Monastery, where have you been? Who saw where the Lord went?"

Lu Zijin sank, the sun was already high on the clear sky and the sea, and there was no fog to obscure the view. From here, you can see the sky hundreds of miles away, except for the billowing smoke and dust in the direction of Panghuang Island where the battle took place. , no more black spots left.

He has already thought of the worst possibility, the Lord is still on the island?
Tu Kun flashed fast, or he would have eaten a donkey butt, and he would never run behind the donkey again next time.

He held back the swear words that he was about to swear, and suddenly turned around and glanced behind him. Sure enough, he didn't see the figure of the temple master. With the temple master's cleverness and rich experience, he had already reminded him, so he wouldn't make mistakes and fall far behind.

Then there is only one possibility, that the damned evil god frightened them by self-explosion, and at the same time secretly used other means on the Lord, leaving the Lord where he was in the air and suffered a big disaster.

No wonder the evil god's self-explosion was a bit thunderous and rainy.

The others all turned around and ran back. Monk Fayuan held the magic weapon in his left hand and kept searching carefully. After passing through the black gas and dust, the viewer can be seen hovering in the same place without moving.

"I'm fucking a fucking evil god!"

Lu Zijin yelled and yelled, and rushed into the billowing black mist of dust while several people chased after him and shouted nonsense such as "don't do it", "don't be reckless", and "should be reckless".

The temple master is in a dangerous situation, so he has to argue with him long-windedly, he has a very violent temper now.

It's brother, don't talk nonsense, follow him to break in and fish for people.

dressed all over

Dazzling silver thunder light, thunder and lightning splashed and poured like raindrops in the front, back, left, and right sides, and ghosts wailed and howled wherever they passed. Lu Zi went straight out of a wide passage and rushed to the side of the temple master.

However, the difficult and dangerous situation made him dare not act rashly.

He saw that the temple master, with his eyes closed and his face twisted in pain, was in danger of losing his soul. What should he do?
He is unequivocal about fighting desperately, and he can do whatever he wants with his sleeves rolled up, but he doesn't know much about souls and possessions. Trouble, brain pain.

"Don't move the audience! Back off!"

Tu Kun and Yang Shuilan, who followed in, realized that something was wrong, and stopped at the same time.

They stopped [-] or [-] feet away, and Yang Shuilan shouted: "The black energy around the Lord's body, don't attack indiscriminately, the God's soul and the breath of evil gods are mixed together to fight, your thunder gun will hurt you The temple master, on the contrary, is not helping.

Among all the people present, except perhaps Chen Qingqiao, who is a bit unappreciative, Yang Shuilan thinks that she has the most say in the study of the soul. At the same time, Zhong Wenyong, the former mountain god who likes to study ghosts and gods, is a bit inferior to her.

The evil god didn't want to seize the house, but pulled the soul consciousness of the Lord into the "domain", and wanted to live in the body of the Lord through devouring and fusion, so as to achieve the purpose of walking in the lower realm.

Lu Zijin stepped back lightly, involving the life and death of the temple master, he was extremely cautious and calmed down.

Fa Yuan, Chen Qingqiao, and Fa Nan flew in, and they could clearly hear what Yang Shuilan said.

Such a change made Chen Qingqiao's heart go cold. He would never stand idly by when Zhang Guanzhu was in danger. He had already exposed a lot of unusual things anyway, so he didn't care about revealing more. Plunge into the violently fluctuating black mist to help Guanzhu Zhang deal with the evil god.

Together, if they put their spirits into it, they would only be eaten by the evil god with a mouthful of greasy smiles.

Who else understands the soul better than Luo Moxie, who likes to devour soul power and improve his cultivation?
Monk Fa Yuan thought about it and slowly glanced at the gradually dissipating smoke and dust around him. The cunning evil god benefactor frightened them away with self-explosion and bluffed again, and controlled Guanzhu Zhang. Magic array, seal this area, lest Luo Mo evil god take the opportunity to escape."

Lu Zijin just calmed down and tried to hear the good news, when he heard the monk's suggestion, he immediately frowned, and shouted angrily: "Bulk, you dare to harm the master?"...

The thunder light on his body "cracked", his body was tense, and he was about to explode with a menacing aura.

Monk Fa Nan stood in front of Fa Yuan, raised his Zen staff and shouted angrily: "Lu Zijin, you don't want to treat brother's good intentions like the liver and lungs of a donkey!" The death of Monk Fa Lie made him feel heavy, that donkey is so ignorant of good and bad He was really angry when he said something rude.

"Lu Zijin, shut up!"

Tu Kun stepped in front of the angry donkey, he understood Lu Zijin's mood, he was at a loss, and persuaded him: "Master Fayuan is thinking about the overall situation, and also to save Guanzhu, he has given hundreds of miles away. Grandmaster and others have sent a Feijian message, asking them to come here quickly, maybe they can come up with a proper solution, just stay calm, losing your temper won’t solve any problems.”

Lu Zijin poked his neck and said, "You guys arrange outside, and I will guard the temple master here."

It's hard to imagine, how would he live without Guanzhu?
There is no where to go, where is home.

(Old Yan promises to get rid of this evil god tomorrow, eat it alive, and wipe it clean.

It’s been a long time since I’ve chatted. I’d like to report the results of this book. It’s now over 2300, and it’s steadily rising towards a high-quality product. Lao Yan is very satisfied with this result. It’s both a spur and a motivation for one book to exceed one book. Stay tuned!
Lao Yan is slow, and occasionally procrastinates. I really appreciate everyone’s tolerance. The story has only entered the middle of the game. There is still a long way to go. Let’s move forward together)-
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