Lao Liu returned from the outer palace, and when he met the Fire Buddha, his complexion was panicked, and he trembled:
"Brother, I met the ghost, the outside hall was empty, and many brothers died ..."
The fire Buddha's eyes are sharp, "How do you die?"
"have no idea……"
Lao Liu Dao.
The fire Buddha was silent, but his blood was boiling, and the evil spirits gradually heavier.
Lao Liu's face was white, and he quickly said:
"It seems to be being killed ... God does not know the ghost, and then abandon the corpse rot, the flesh is abundant, leaving no traces ..."
"There are still a few more ..."
"The outer hall is almost ... all dead ..."
Lao Liu swallowed his throat and looked uneasy.
"impossible!"
Behind the Fire Buddha, a magic practice with a tall body and a pale face.
This person has had a relationship with ink painting, and he has also chased the pussy of the ink painting.
Yin Leizi frowned:
"I also talked to the second child of the corpse before ..."
Yin Leizi's face was angry, "... that hybrid, very arrogant between words, with his cultivation, it is never possible to die in such a short time, and there is no body ..."
In this way, several other magic repair behind the Fire Buddha also remembered.
"Me too……"
"I also passed on to the book ..."
"He also scolded me, and sooner or later I had to slaughter the beast ..."
"And the bitch of Yusheng ..."
"The fire worker also scolded me ..."
Nympho
Everyone looked at each other and was cool.
"If they are all dead, that's ..."
"Ghosts are giving us a book?"
Fire Buddha's face was indifferent, the evil spirits condensed, his eyes turned slowly, and he suddenly remembered something.
"Master Yuan!"
Only then did the magic repair remembered that the wind of the entire magic temple moved and moved, and the every move of the patrol magic repair was monitored by Master Yuan.
The wind stood up, the blood flickered.
The magic practitioners have urged their body to rush to the Privy Room of the Magnetic Array of Magic Cave.
The formation in front of the back room has been broken.
Everyone pushed in the door, and when they saw the secret room, they lay a cold body, her forehead, Dantian had a blood hole.
The corpse looks very miserable, but it is Master Yuan.
"Dead?!"
The magic Xiu was shocked.
In the later stages of building the foundation, the nineteen -patterned consciousness, the array method was terrible, and the heartbroken madness, the highly respected master of the evil array master:
Just died silently?
He died in his own gangster.
And they have no one knowing the magic repair of their temples.
The magic practitioners were angry for a while, and they were uproar:
"Who killed it?"
"Who can kill ..."
"This is the temple ..."
"How can they be mixed in?"
"We have an inner ghost?"
"Put your mother's shit!"
Nympho
"Could it be that... Dao Ting's Yu Hua Zhenren is here?" A demonic cultivator asked in horror.
"Shut up, idiot!"
"This is the second-grade state boundary. Even if Yuhua comes, he won't be able to kill so many people in a short time..."
"You can't be so mean and despicable by killing Ji Zhuji..."
…
Everyone was talking a lot, but then they gradually calmed down and looked at the Fire Buddha silently.
Fire Buddha stepped forward and performed an autopsy on Master Yuan.
As he watched, Fire Buddha was suddenly startled.
"This is wind spiritual power..."
"Very honest..."
"Not only was it deliberately suppressed in the late stage of foundation building, it was... golden elixir..."
"Golden elixir, wind spiritual power, this is..."
The Fire Buddha's eyes were blood red, his hands were trembling, and two heart-like fireballs were beating violently in his heart.
The old wound on my chest suddenly hurts as if it had been cut into pieces with a thousand knives...
"Gu——Chang——Huai..."
Fire Buddha said word by word.
His face was indifferent, but blood-like flames were seeping out of his red cassock, and above the flames, there was a faint gray evil spirit...
Qiao Lao Liu said with a fearful face:
"Brother!"
All the other demon cultivators were silent and did not dare to speak out.
Seeing the anger welling up, his whole body was on fire, and his evil spirit was about to get out of control.
The Fire Buddha gritted his teeth and said "Amitabha", and then recited Buddhist sutras, suppressing his mind and suppressing the violent murderous intention in his heart.
His face became compassionate again.
The other demon cultivators also silently breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's not a ghost, it's Daoting Sidiansi..."
Fire Buddha said calmly, and then continued to look at Master Yuan's body.
"Both hands were broken..."
"He was hit hard on the head by a stick-like spiritual weapon..."
"The neck was strangled...the heart was stabbed from behind with a short knife..."
"The eyes are protruding and the face is scorched. Is this... fireball technique?"
"Whose fireball technique? It's kind of interesting..."
Fire Buddha probably replayed the assassination process of Master Yuan in his mind, and then looked at the dark green blood stains on the ground, and his expression was startled.
"poison?"
Is the dagger quenched with poison?
Fire Buddha frowned:
"This doesn't look like Gu Changhuai's behavior..."
"After so many years of not seeing each other, he has become mean?"
Moreover, Master Yuan used the devil's eyes to brew blood wine, and borrowed the evil thoughts of the devil to have extremely strong spiritual consciousness. How could he be killed without even using any means of resistance?
"Could it be that... Gu Changhuai has helpers?"
Fire Buddha's eyes trembled slightly.
"This person has a careful mind, ruthless methods, and is proficient in the art of spiritual thoughts, as well as the method of formation..."
"This is the only way to make sure that Master Yuan, who has strong evil thoughts, can kill him at the slightest provocation when he is unable to resist..."
Is there another master beside Gu Changhuai?
Fire Buddha's expression became more and more solemn.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Yin Leizi asked in a low voice when he saw that Huo Buddha had frowned and pondered for a long time, and the atmosphere was depressed.
Fire Buddha's eyes are low, and thoughts are slightly contemplated, Tao:
"Back to the inner hall, prevent the dead and keep everything, destroy everything!"
The other people's expression changed.
"Big Brother?!"
"Destroy?"
Yin Leizi low words: "Don't have to do so ... that is ..."
Lao Liu also said: "Yes, big brother, we can still keep the temple according to the temple, close the door, even the Daotingshi, can't get in for the time being ..."
Other magic Xiu also echoed the road:
"good!"
"If the Dao Ting Si walked away, he killed them as much as a sacrifice. Was it or not to see us ..."
"A group of dogs, give them face?"
"Kill all!"
Fire Buddha shook his head, "You don't understand ..."
"Gu Changhua is very difficult to entangle, unlike Daoting's ordinary wine sac ..."
"Since they can come in, it means that this magic cave has begun to leak ..."
"I can't hold it ..."
"We can only stay in the inner hall."
"Moreover, just in case, everything in the inner hall must be destroyed, and no clues cannot be left ..."
"The temple is important ..."
"Once there are any exposed signs, you must completely extinguish it, and you can’t let outsiders know ..."
The Fire Buddha's expression was calm, and he couldn't refuse.
The other magic Xiu also felt in my heart, nodding it.
The Fire Buddha's expression was slightly slowed, "Cleaning the inner hall, we will find a way to kill them. I know you these days, hiding here, a little dull ..."
"After going out, you can make a long time, I don't restrain you ..."
"After we ... we left Ganzhou, the sky is high, free ..."
"After a few years, the storm subsides, and then come back to calculate some old accounts ..."
The demons heard the "time for a while", and they exposed the evil, and laughed: "Depending on the elder brother!"
So everyone took Master Yuan's body, left the secret room, and walked back to the inner hall.
Fire Buddha walks at the end.
Before walking into the dark chaos, I don't know what the inner hall was hidden inside, the Fire Buddha stopped and looked back at the huge outside hall.
A doubt floating up the heart:
"Master Yuan died early ... Who is the person who talks about the Dharma with me?"
Fire Buddha frowned, thought about it for a moment, and then turned around and walked into the depths of the Demon Hall.
The gate of the inner hall slowly closed, and the secrets of the fire Buddha were still unknown, all of which were located in it.
Nympho
Outside the magic cave.
Gu Changhuai went back and dispatched the hand.
Ink paintings are protected by Gu Quan and Gu An, which are protected by Gu Quan and Gu An. Various alert and trap formations on the bridge one after another.
After disassembling, ink painting is sitting at the bridgehead and waiting.
But after waiting for a long time, no one came over.
"It's just a personal hand, is it so long?"
Mo painting silently.
According to Gu Changhuai, the Dao Ting Division's executive is stationed in the front line. According to theoretically, half an hour of kung fu can be gathered.
What happened?
The ink painting is a little puzzled.
Because of staring at the magic cave, ink paintings can only wait with peace of mind.
I don't know how long, the bridgehead on the other side is bustling, and the breath of a lot of Taoism is more.
"Come!"
The spirit of ink painting is shocked.
Gu Quan responded on the other side.
After a while, the many executives of Daoting Division began to cross the bridge in batches.
In order to make a low -key point, ink paintings are hidden in shape, watching them cross the bridge.
Just looking at it, the ink painting was slightly froze.
The number of people ... it seems a bit more?
"Uncle Gu just said two hundred and eight? Why does it seem to be more than 400 people now?"
The ink painting is a little puzzled.
When these more than four hundred executives were over, all the stone bridges were all over, and ink paintings finally saw Gu Changhuai at the end of the team.
It's just that Gu Changhuai's face is not very good.
Ink painting closer to him and whispered:
"Uncle Gu, why are there so many people?"
Gu Changhuai's expression was unhappy, "The people of the Xiao family are here ..."
Xiao Family?
Mo painting suddenly, "The Xiao family who laughed at the tiger?"
Gu Changhuai was stunned, and then realized, who is the "smile tiger" said in Mo painting, sigh:
"Don't get up nickname ..."
"It's okay, I didn't say it about him ..." Mo -painting.
Gu Changhuai can't help.
Ink painting asked again: "Is it ... the news leaked?"
Gu Changhuai's eyes gone, but there was no answer.
Ink painting raised his frown and asked again:
"What does the Xiao family come?"
"Being a ghost?"
"Ventilation reports, or do you want to disturb the situation?"
Gu Changhuai glared gently, "These things, don't talk nonsense ..."
Then Gu Changhuai sighed slightly, "The Xiao family comes this time, and it is estimated that they want to eat meat and grab some credit ..."
"Robbing?"
"Magic Cave strongholds, hundreds of magic repair, fire Buddhas who destroy the door ..." Gu Changhuai said, "These any one is fat."
"Now these fatty meat is installed in a plate. The Xiao family wants to strengthen the forces at the Daoting Division and make the disciples be promoted.
"Oh ..." Mo nodded.
No wonder others are used to calling the monk of Daoting (the dog eagle dog.
When the eagle dog eats meat, it will work hard.
When the Xiao family saw "oil and water", she naturally wanted to be "stubborn" and took the initiative to attack.
Gu Changhuai glanced at ink painting and puzzled:
"Are you in your heart, are you talking about Dao Tingji?"
Mo painting is serious, "Uncle Gu, I am now half of the Tingtai people, how can I say bad things about Daoting?"
Gu Changhuai nodded.
"But I'm just editing, is it outside, can be counted, or not, the identity is more 'flexible' ..."
Ink painting silently adds the way in my heart.
"By the way, laugh ... Xiao Dianji didn't come?" Mo Hua asked again.
All the monks of the Ting Ting Si walked through the screen of the ink.
The ink painting "military parade" was traveled again, and he found that there was a smile of laughter. Even the monks in Jindanqi did not.
"No." Gu Changhuai said.
Ink painting is puzzled, "Who leads the Xiao family?"
Gu Changhuai pointed to the Division, a young age, outstanding appearance, and a talented monk:
"Xiao Tianquan, Xiao family, in the later stages of the foundation, just graduated from Zongmen, and‘ Test 'entered the Daoting Division as an enforcement secretary ... ”
"This is the core disciple of the Xiao family ..."
"The Xiao family wants to give him some merits, so that it is convenient for promotion."
"oh……"
Ink painting looked at this Xiao Tianquan, and saw that his head was high, and in the eyebrows, he was full of energy. There was a feeling of the arrogant son of the sky that had not eaten a bit of suffering, and his life was smooth.
He was born in the family, graduated from the Grand Gate, and then joined the Daotingji, promoted all the way to achieve the senior management of the Daoting Division, and then promoted to the Central Daoting, and he was a high weight to become a person ...
This is the so -called "Tianjiao" template.
The high is above, and it feels like it is two types of people ...
It's just his name ...
"Xiao Tianquan ..."
The ink painting is contemplated, and then the eyes are on:
"Xiaotian Dog?"
Gu Changhuai on the side, heard a headache, then took a deep breath, and emphasized it again:
"It's okay ... Don't mess with others."
"Oh oh." Mo Hua durted.
The Xiao family is willing to take the fire Buddha, the magic temple, and the way to destroy the door, do "cushions" for their own family, and pave the way for future promotion.
There is nothing to say about ink painting.
He still cares about the Fire Buddha.
And there is something, ink painting is very concerned.
Mo Qi glanced at Gu Changhuai secretly, thinking about it, and whispered:
"Uncle Gu, are you an enemy with Fire Buddha?"
Gu Changhuai's expression changed, "How do you know?"
"I guess ..." Mo -painting.
He felt that every time Uncle Gu mentioned the fire Buddha or thought of the fire Buddha, his expression would unconsciously become dignified, and there would be an urge to kill people in his eyes.
Therefore, ink painting judges, the two of them must have grievances.
Gu Changhuai was cold, "This is not complicated ..."
"At that time, I almost killed the evil animal of the Fire Buddha ..."
"Unfortunately, at that time, I still built a foundation, and the strength was a little bit bad. I only broke his part of the heart and let him escape ..."
"That stop, I killed several other brothers of him."
"And he ..."
Gu Chang paused, the handsome face appeared, and the anger appeared, gritted the way:
"Also killed me, and graduated together with the same robe ..."
Ink painting was stunned, looking at Gu Changhuai, showing sympathy, not free to say:
"Seeing that the same robe with the same hands and feet was killed, Uncle Gu was powerless, so his heart was hateful, his temperament changed greatly, and became indifferent and lonely.
Ink painting said he made up his mind ...
Gu Changhuai's face was dark, and there was no good breath:
"What is nonsense?"
"I have been this temperament since the beginning!"
"It's lonely and lonely, and what about others? Those boring people, why do I care about them?
"ah……"
Ink painting was stunned.
He didn't guess it.
People's hearts are really complicated.
"As for the same robes who died in the hands of the Fire Buddha ..."
Gu Changhuai sighed, "In fact, it is not too familiar with me, but the innocent person died in the hands of Magic Xiu, I can't stand it."
"Sometimes dreaming at night, you will dream of these ..."
"Hate yourself powerless."
"Nothing these demon monks were slaughtered."
"And the evil animal, the evil animal, escaped from my hands, and still made waves everywhere, for the sake of nonsense ..."
"As long as he does not die, I will remember my life ..."
Ink painting looks at Gu Chang's arms.
Seemingly arrogant, a pair of "handsome and bad guys", uncle Gu, who is very popular, is so decent and jealous ...
Really people can't look.
Mo Hui sighed: "Uncle Gu, why don't you tell me early?"
He did not expect that Uncle Gu, the Fire Buddha, and the grievance of life and death.
Gu Changhuai was speechless and gave a white eye for ink:
"Can I say a little fart with you? If you don't ask, I don't want to tell you now."
Ink painting for a moment, thought about it, nodded:
"Yeah ..."
Adults, especially this kind of old man who lives in his hundreds of years ... The great monk does have many old things, and he is unwilling to mention it to outsiders.
Not like yourself, treat people frankly.
Ink painting silently.
After a while, more than 400 executives have been scheduled, and they are listed into formation.
Gu Changhuai got up, and just prepared to say.
The Tianjiao and Xiao Tianquan of the Xiao family walked to Gu Chang's arms confidently, and Mao Sui recommended it:
"Gu Dian Division, the broken door, can be handed over to my Xiao family!"
Gu Changhuai looked at him, faintly:
"Xiao Zhi, when he entered the Daoting Division, let's not say anything about the Xiao family. The Daoting Division is not your Xiao family.
Xiao Tian's face was white, and he felt that his face was swept away, and a hint of vague resentment appeared.
Gu Changhuai saw clearly, shaking his head slightly.
There is no comparison, there is no harm ...
Ink painting this child, even if the belly is bad, it is not so annoying.
On the contrary, this kind of family and children are hypocritical on the surface, disagreement, and can't hold back the grievances in my heart.
Gu Changhuai sneered in his heart, but after a while, somehow nodded, he nodded:
"But you take the initiative to ask, the courage is good.
Xiao Tianquan suppressed the resentment in his eyes and said gratefully:
"Thank you Gu Diansi."
After that, he gave orders, letting the chief executive of the Xiao family take the lead, and the other chief executives of the Gu family as assistants, to set up a formation and break the formation, and at the same time forcibly broke the formation, hoping to open the door to the devil's cave.
Gu Changhuai stood aside and watched.
Mo Hua followed Gu Changhuai.
This time the ink painting is no longer invisible.
Since he wanted to attack the Demon Palace and capture the Fire Buddha, he had to show up anyway, so he just had to keep a low profile and pretend to be a "bastard".
Others won't pay much attention to him.
Even if they cared, they didn't dare to ask as long as they followed Uncle Gu who said "no strangers should be allowed in".
Even Xiao Tianquan glanced at the ink paintings intentionally or unintentionally.
But seeing that the ink paintings only had middle-to-low-grade spiritual roots, his eyes automatically ignored the ink paintings.
The break went smoothly.
Because before, Mo Hua was already inside and had tampered with the formation of the gate.
The Xiao family obviously made a big deal and asked the Xiao family's formation master to draw a formation outside the gate of the Demon Palace. They also used many precious spiritual weapons and talismans to force the gate of the Demon Palace open.
The formation drawn by the Xiao family formation master is useless.
This ink painting is very clear.
Useful items are spiritual weapons and talismans.
But the monks of the Xiao family didn't know it. They saw that the devil's cave was blasted open, the evil eye-like stone door was blasted with a big crack, the surrounding door stones that fit like fangs were broken, and inexplicable blood flowed out.
They all praised: "Xiao Zhisi is wise!"
"Excellent command!"
Some executives who came from small families and did not have a big background also bit the bullet and followed up with praise:
"Xiao Zhisi is young and promising..."
"It will become a great thing!"
Xiao Tianquan looked calm, as if he was accustomed to this kind of flattery.
But after a while, a monk exclaimed.
"The blood on the door...is poisonous!"
Xiao Tianquan immediately moved away. Some of the executives who were close to him had been contaminated, with blood and filthy smells, and their expressions changed drastically.
There was an instant commotion all around.
After a while, it calmed down.
A dozen or so executives who were poisoned by blood took pills and rested aside.
These elixirs were produced by the Xiao family, and they were claimed to be intact to avoid any stain on the record of "Xiao Zhisi".
This is what Gu Changhuai said.
Mo Hua was stunned when he heard this.
These aristocratic families are indeed very scheming...
After breaking through the gate, we came to the outer hall.
There was no resistance as originally expected. The outer hall was empty, and not a single demon cultivator was seen.
The same goes for the nave.
The door to the inner sanctum was closed.
As expected, these demon cultivators were guarding the inner hall, wondering what they were doing inside.
Xiao Tianquan sneered, "Secure the inner palace and wait for us to catch the turtle in the jar? How stupid!"
Xiao Tianquan was still about to say something, but suddenly he glanced at Gu Changhuai with some fear.
Gu Changhuai remained calm and only nodded slightly.
Meaning, let him do whatever he wants.
Xiao Tianquan was relieved.
I just muttered in my heart that, apart from his bad temper and lack of wink, this Gu Diansi didn't seem to be such a difficult person to deal with.
Why do all the uncles and uncles in my clan tell me to be wary of him?
After that, the Xiao family took charge and began to attack the inner palace.
The methods are similar to those outside.
Mo Hua was behind, still standing by and watching without taking any action.
It's not his turn to take the lead in this kind of thing.
He also didn't want to show off his formation in front of so many Daotingsi monks.
Especially this Roaring Sky Dog is still very narrow-minded.
If you steal his limelight and share his credit, you will definitely be resented by him.
Thankless.
However, the level of the formation masters of the Xiao family is really limited, and their progress in attacking with spiritual weapons and talismans is really slow.
Mo Hua could only be patient and wait aside.
Three and a half days have passed now, and there are still three and a half days to go.
There was barely enough time.
The inner hall is also locked by the formation.
If you want to break through the inner hall, you must either solve the formation or break down the gate.
Mo Hua took a look and found that the formation was difficult to understand, and it involved second-grade high-level formations, which he didn't know either.
In this case, the inner palace can only use brute force to forcefully break the formation.
The Xiao family has no shortage of people, spiritual stones, spiritual weapons, or talismans, so they focus on breaking the formation as a supplement and as a supplement.
Five colors of light can be seen in the ink painting, rising and falling one after another.
One after another precious second-grade talismans were consumed.
The chief executive took turns using Taoist magic to forcefully bombard the door of the inner hall.
Mo Hua also saw for the first time, a "formation blind" who didn't understand the formation, how did he do it when faced with the formation...
It lasted for most of the day, only to hear a "bang", and the door of the inner hall slowly collapsed.
"It actually broke..."
Mo Hua was a little surprised. He looked at the formation around the crack of the door and felt a little surprised.
This demon temple has not yet been built.
Near the gate, some adjacent formations are relatively weak.
Xiao Tianquan and his men, by accident and by chance, broke some of the formations inside, causing the overall formation to become loose.
Only in this way can the door of the inner hall be broken open in half a day.
Xiao Tianquan didn't understand this.
He really felt that he had broken through the door head-on with his own strength and the ability of the Xiao family.
"It's just a demon temple, nothing more than that!"
A group of CEOs were very skillful in flattering a series of "Xiao CEO is wise".
Mo Hua was too lazy to pay attention to them.
He couldn't wait to take a look into the inner hall.
At this glance, Mo Hua was a little confused.
In the inner hall, there are densely packed stone walls.
These stone walls are connected and arranged to form a...maze...
maze?
Mo Hua frowned. He let go of his consciousness and sensed carefully, and suddenly discovered that these mazes were actually a kind of formation medium. On top of the mazes, another formation was built.
"This formation..."
Mo Hua felt... strange, but somehow familiar.
He looked at it, his pupils slowly widening and his heart trembling.
Isn't this just...
Mysterious formation?!
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Chapter completed!