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Chapter 450: Walking to the Water Poor and Watching the Clouds

In fact, Lang Fei's body was completely empty at this moment. The series of sword moves he used with all his strength drained away all the energy in his Dantian. At the moment, he was just relying on the supply of Dan Qi in the Price Pearl to slowly recover. If he were to do it again, he wouldn't be able to do it again.

It's not impossible, but I'm afraid I have to go through the pain and torture I suffered last time again. In the blink of an eye, I saw the monks of the Tianmo Sect retreating in fear of the battle, so I was naturally happy to call a truce, so I ignored him and walked straight to Fairy Qingxia.

A voice beside him shouted: "Uncle Qingxia, this is the body of Uncle Qianxia!"

Fairy Qingxia raised her arms tremblingly and took it gently without saying a word. She only looked at Fairy Qianxia's face carefully, and then reached out to touch the remaining wisp of red at the corner of her mouth. "Boy Fei, thank you!"

Who can become an immortal, and who is not a person with a strong heart and determination? Lang Fei just nodded, turned his head, and slowly moved his eyes to the pale-faced Zen sweetheart. Previously, the dead Zen Zen sneak attack Qianxia

The fairy succeeded, and all the monks of the Heavenly Sword and Yunxia sects, including Master Qingjun, thought that the Jialan sect coveted the fairy weapon, so they carried out this murderous attack on their allies. However, only Lang Fei used his spiritual sense to find out that at that time

When Chan Si took action, the old monk's eyes also flashed with horror. Also, as time passed, other monks of the Jialan Sect did not launch attacks against the girls of the Yunxia Sect. From this point of view, there may be something wrong with this matter.

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"I want an explanation!"

After hearing Lang Fei's cold words, except for the Master Feng Ming who had seen an opportunity and detoured to one side before, and was currently fighting with Fairy Yunxia for the Great Netherworld Wheel, Master Qingjun who was about to rush to help was also included.

, Master Yao Yan, who was trying to fish in troubled waters, and the other monks from the good and evil paths were all stunned. Could it be that the truth is not what they thought? [

On the other hand, Zen's sweetheart, who was the party involved, breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Lang Fei with great relief, and said: "Boy Fei, I finally saw you right. This is indeed not my instruction, but Zen's private act.

Lift."

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, there was a murmur in the venue. What? Wasn't it the old monk's instruction? It was clearly because of the Great Netherworld Chakra that Chan died to harm Fairy Qianxia. If it wasn't for his instigation, then it wouldn't be so.

What could be the reason? Could it be that the deceased monk had lost his mind and gone crazy? Even if he was able to grab the Great Netherworld Wheel as he wished, without the protection of the Jialan Sect, how could he keep the immortal weapon intact and how would he deal with the Yunxia Sect's takeover?

Revenge for coming down? This... what on earth is going on?

After all, Fairy Feixia, who was still close to Fairy Qianxia, ​​couldn't get angry. She stood up suddenly, wiped away a trace of tears on her cheeks, and said angrily: "Old Zen Xin, who else could I be if I wasn't you? You can forget about this matter.

No matter how we distinguish it, we still have to rely on you, the Jialan Sect! Since it’s not you, then I want to hear you tell me who it could be. Could it be Zen Kong? Or Zen Concentration?”

After listening to Feixia's words, the expressions of the two old monks in the distance changed. Just when they were about to defend themselves, they saw Zen's sweetheart shook his head and replied: "None of them!"

"Oh? None?" Not only Fairy Feixia, but also the faces of the other girls from the Yunxia Sect also darkened. "Old Zen Xin, since it's not just you three, there could be another one from your Jialan Sect."

"Isn't it a great monk who has great virtue and high esteem? Or...or do you really want to put all this on him? Do you think we will believe it?"

"Amitabha!" The old monk with a bitter look on his face nodded and shook his head. He looked around, but did not rush to answer. Instead, he said to Master Qingjun: "Qingjun, that old man of the Blood Demon has already joined the battle group.

I don’t know what Yao Yan is planning, so you’d better go and help Fairy Yunxia first, as for me... I’ll be here later.”

Master Qingjun was startled when he heard this and turned around to look. Sure enough, he found that Master Xue Sha had touched her at some point and was about to join forces with Master Feng Ming to attack Fairy Yunxia. However, Master Yao Yan did not move for a moment.

But those eyes kept darting around, and it was clear that he had no good intentions. So he looked at his sweetheart with a mixture of confusion and distrust, and after giving a few words to a Taoist with a sword beside him, he turned around and hurried away.

The old Taoist priest just moved with his front legs, and Master Yaoyan followed closely with his hind legs. Lang Fei glanced at him and winked at Xiao Bai'er beside him. Bai Hu'er roared low, and also tiptoed toward the already fighting group in the distance.

The three of them walked away.

"Fei Xiaozi, Qingxia, Feixia and other fairies, please come with me." After saying that, the old monk walked towards the dead body of Chan, who was now a mess of flesh and blood. He raised the Buddha's bowl in his hand and released a ray of Buddha's light, slowly

Sweeping away the broken bones and flesh on the ground.

As the Buddha's light shines down, a little bit of faint red light slowly separates out, and finally converges under the Buddha's light to form a faint demonic fire with a vague human face.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned. Fairy Feixia's face was as dark as water, and she slowly spit out three words: "Heart Demon Flame?" Hearing this name, all the monks, including Lang Fei, turned towards Master Feng Ming.

Look.

"Yes, it's the Heart Demon Flame. I don't know when Junior Brother Zen died fell into the scheme of Old Demon Feng Ming! Only when Fei Fei started to take action, he could discern a hint of Buddhist Kung Fu from the aura leaked from it.

The evil spirit of the Dharma. Therefore, this fact was not ordered by me."

Lang Fei's expression changed, and his gaze when he looked at Master Feng Ming was surprisingly cold. He was different from Master Xue Sha's scheming, from Master Yao Yan's insidiousness, and from Master Feng Ming's forbearance and viciousness.

Especially above the two of them. It's just that I don't know when the Zen monk fell into his plot, and he didn't even notice it.

The Heart Demon Flame is different from the other flames used by Feng Laomo to resist the attacks of the Righteous Cultivators. This is one of the special killer moves of the Eight Scenery Lanterns of the Heart. As long as the Righteous Cultivators do not set up defenses to allow this fire to invade

As desires slowly grow in the depths of the soul, the soul will inevitably degenerate into evil spirits and crooked ways. As for what happened to Chan Shi, we have to start with the second palace. At that time, Lang Fei paid for the pill energy of the pearl.

When rescuing the monks, by some luck, the deceased monk happened to be next to Master Feng Ming. He happened to catch up with Master Feng Ming and woke up before him.

Regarding the illusion, perhaps other demon sect monks have little experience, but how can a sect such as the Tianmo Sect be unfamiliar. For others, it would take one or two breaths from leaving the illusion to coming back to consciousness, but for others

For the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it is much shorter. In this short period of one or two breaths, the other monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect may not be able to do any small movements under the gaze of Zixia, Qingxia and others who have woken up early.

It means that Master Feng Ming will do the same. As early as the moment he woke up, he first saw the dead Zen monk next to him. The great monk had not yet woken up at this time, and his psychological defense was at the most vulnerable time, so Feng Laomo

Taking the opportunity to send a wisp of inner demon flame into Chan Si's body, and through some means, slowly control Chan Si and make it a pawn buried among the righteous monks of the Heavenly Demon Sect. As long as the time comes, it will be a matter of course.

Seize the treasure and then join the Demon Sect.

It has to be said that Master Feng Ming's wishful thinking was indeed good. So far, the most powerful fairy weapon has almost become the thing in the palm of their Heavenly Demon Sect. But if Fairy Qianxia's mind is worse, Monk Chan died.

At this moment, I am afraid that if he had succeeded and retired under the protection of Master Feng Ming, how could he have ended up in such a tragic ending?

At this point, Zen's beloved has finally cleared up the relationship with the Jialan Sect and bowed slightly to Fairy Qingxia. "In any case, Zen's death is also a scum of my Buddhist sect. I really feel guilty in my heart. However, Wanwang Yunxia Sect and Tian

Fellow Daoists of the Jian Sect, please do not overgeneralize and allow Old Man Feng Ming to succeed in his treacherous plan and alienate the relationship between our three sects of the Righteous Sect."

What he said shocked the hearts of all the monks. What a vicious plan to kill two birds with one stone! These guys who can sit in the position of the head of a sect really don't have a fuel-efficient lamp. Feng Laomo has been relatively low-key since he entered the Demon Palace, and with the blood

Compared with Xue Sha and Yao Yan, they really don't have the demeanor of a giant demon. But now it seems that only dogs that can't bark bite people. Unlike the upright and domineering blood evil, Yao Yan is a true villain. This style

Ming Lao'er is really the most sinister guy.

"Old Demon Fengming! It turns out that all this is because of you!" Fairy Qingxia gritted her teeth and said word by word.[

Zen Heart Master glanced at Master Qingjun, who had joined the battle group, and loudly announced the Buddha's name. He said: "I don't know what the old man Yao Yan is planning. Hei Yan, Hua Ming, and Yin Sha are looking at him from one side.

I need to rush to support one or two as soon as possible. I'll take my leave now." After saying that, he immediately turned around and left.

On the other hand, Fairy Qianxia threw the Great Netherworld Wheel towards Fairy Yunxia at the last moment, but she never thought that Master Feng Ming would rush here early in the morning to protect Master Chan, and happened to see the scene where the Great Netherworld Wheel was sent away with a ribbon

.In this case, how could he still think about rescuing Chansui? He immediately got up and rushed towards Fairy Yunxia, ​​in order to prevent her from collecting the treasure.

Fairy Yunxia really didn't have time to catch Old Demon Jingfeng. At this time, there was another monk from the Heavenly Sword Sect who was closer to the Great Netherworld Wheel. Seeing a monk from the Heavenly Ghost Sect running out of the diagonal, she hurriedly drew her sword and pulled it back.

The Great Netherworld Wheel collided and flew away. At this point, a good show of fighting between dragons and tigers was staged again regarding the ownership of the Great Netherworld Wheel.

Master Xuesha saw that Lang Fei, Qingxia, Feixia and other monks were entangled in the issue of whether the Jialan Sect was an enemy or a friend, so he took the opportunity to join the melee and fight for the Great Netherworld Wheel. Then Master Qingjun also

Joining them were several Zhengmo monks, as well as the unhurried Yao Yan Master and Xiao Bai'er.

At this time, the Great Netherworld Wheel is already a dead thing. Compared with the previous attitude of forcing it like a plague, it has now become a favorite in the eyes of cultivators. But what is particularly pity is that no matter how everyone fights for it, occasionally

Even after receiving one or two magical strikes, the Great Netherworld Chakra was still as hard as a rock. In this round of frantic grabbing that affected the entire half, it was like a hard bone to chew, and it did not fall into any of them.

Zong's bag.


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