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Chapter 794 Yaoer Jingjing, Teng'er Tintin

Already using magic to attack, even if the Imperial Master is still unconscious, his companions cannot wait to be killed. Several other demon monks used magic at the same time, and huge force rolled up from the sky, hitting Linling City. The city was extremely strong.

It was not directly blown to pieces, but the force of the attack could no longer be maintained. It was frustrated by the force and flew away diagonally.

During the roll, Lin Ling City shook violently several times, and Liu Liu turned the force he received from being beaten into leverage and flew rapidly towards the east direction. At the same time, he didn't listen to the flash of blue light beside him, and the three-inch-tall little girl came back.

It turned into the shape of a green lantern and a vine, and a small bell appeared on the end of the braid. No need to ask, the little thief got his wish and collected the 'Hasuki True Form' at the bottom of the lake.

The little thief didn't go far away either. He saw the vine disappeared with a sway, but there was an ivy pattern embroidered on the upper part of his right shoe, which was quite nice.

The little thief returned only in a blink of an eye, and no one noticed her. When the demon monk in the sky saw the city flying away, he thought that the "sugar man" was about to escape, and immediately urged the Dharma to move. In an instant, a strange light burst out, and the immortals and ancestors' holy spirits Dharma drove and the demon monk

They chased towards Linling City together.

Linling City was flying in a hurry, but the voices that sounded inside were not in a hurry, and the words were clear and deafening: "Seeing the immortal ancestors worshiping here, I was filled with comfort, and I was grateful to the monks in the temple. I am pious.

It's easy to say, but difficult to do. I think they are all good kids."

"What I didn't expect was that the National Preceptor didn't investigate the truth and denounced me as a monster when we met... Isn't the National Preceptor the leader of the temple? Wasn't the temple built to serve the immortal ancestors? Since serving the gods has turned into killing gods, piety has turned into blasphemy.

, what’s the use of a temple!”

At this moment, the National Preceptor Jin Zhong finally endured the severe pain and torture. When he returned to his normal state, he was confused and didn't know what was going on outside him before. But every word of Sugar Man's words caught his ears, and as soon as he woke up, he could immediately remember what the other party said. Goodbye

Lin Lingcheng was speeding in the direction, and the Imperial Master thought in his mind: "Not good!"

After passing Jinqiu Lake, there are two sacred places, one side is the Nanzun Shengtian Stele Forest, and the other side is the huge Immortal Ancestral Temple. They are only a few dozen miles apart. Even if you travel in a hurry, just a few dozen miles is nothing, Su Jing said in two words

By the time it was over, Linling City had approached the temple on the edge of the Autumn Domain.

The Imperial Master wanted to stop him but it was too late. He could only hear the sound of wind and thunder, and a not too big Immortal Ancestral Temple flew up from Linling City. With fierce force, it slammed into the temple on the ground.

!

There was a loud bang, the earth and rocks collapsed, and thick dust filled the air. Su Jing smashed the temple with the temple and smashed it into pieces!

The moment the two temples collapsed, there were dozens of Immortal Ancestral Temples in the world, and everyone inside heard a deep sigh... from the sigh of Emperor Chiwu enshrined in the temple.

"Destroy it, destroy it!" Su Jing repeated the six words he had said to Zong Qing not long ago, and Linling City also stopped its flight. Wherever you want to escape, this city will fly here.

To destroy the temple.

Destroying the Nan Zun Shang Sheng Stele Forest in front of the prince, and smashing the Immortal Ancestor Temple in front of the Imperial Master, were both a domineering act to control people, and even more so, the ferocity of Su Jing!

After that, Su Jing raised his eyes to the sky and sighed deeply. It was exactly the same sigh as Emperor Chiwu.

He was violent, he was arrogant, he even smashed the temple, people in the world widened their eyes, covered their mouths with their hands, and were stunned. And when they heard his deep sigh, everyone's heart was moved.

Shen, for a moment, seemed to understand where the deep sadness in his eyes came from:

It comes from children and grandchildren turning into wolves, from desecrating temples!

Returning to immortality to protect the younger generation, he had gained eternal life and was willing to die and return to his hometown. Wherever he went, he found that something was wrong with the sky and the earth. His children and grandchildren were disobedient and deserved to be killed. Who could not be hurt or mourned?

With a sigh and his thoughts settled, Xia Shaqi's eyes dissipated the sadness, leaving only endless ferocity!

The Imperial Master was angry and resentful. He sealed his spirit in Chiwu and showed himself holy to all the immortals. He had obviously gained the upper hand, but he was able to turn the situation around with just a few words! Without any hesitation, Jin Zhong raised his hand and showed "Yaoer Jingjing"

', scolded angrily: "Don't pretend to be a ghost, the evildoer still hasn't shown his true colors!"

Yaoer Jingjing Xuanguang burst out and headed straight for Su Jing, but as soon as the mirror moved, a slim figure at the top of Linling City suddenly blocked Su Jing.

Even if you don't know what the demon monk is holding, you can still guess that this treasure is ferocious, and the man actually sacrificed his life to protect it.

It’s not that you don’t listen to who it is.

When he was about to die, the boy in green clothes was still crying out sadly: "Don't hurt my young master!"

Jin Zhong laughed angrily, dared to block the mirror? It doesn't matter! The Imperial Master is merciful, and if someone seeks death, he will definitely bring it to fruition. The mysterious light circulates, covering the whole person of Bu Ting. The next moment, the light of the treasure mirror shrinks, and the person has been caught...

...Did you catch it?

If you don't listen, you are still where you are. At the top of the city, in front of the sedan, the young man in Tsing Yi looks like he is generously going to charity with his head held high and his eyes closed. It's so beautiful.

The Imperial Master and 'Jingjing Shining' are both connected, and they understand that Baojing has indeed captured someone... The Spiritual Mirror can only capture one person at a time, does that mean there is another person hidden in the little guy?

The imperial master's mind was so quick that he figured out what was going on in a blink of an eye: He wanted to arrest the young master, but instead he wanted to arrest the young man. The young man did not come to arrest the young man, but he caught a young man?

No matter what, you will die if you catch him anyway. The Imperial Master shouted: "The mirror is flawless and the eyes are clear. I have already seen through your true form. You are all four! Monsters, you still haven't revealed your true form to me...

Huh?"

Even though he knew it was not the occasion or the right time, the Imperial Master still couldn't hold back the sound of "Hey". The mirror spit out the person it captured. It was indeed the original form, but what was it? A three-inch little vine, on the vine.

A string of hexagonal bells was also passed around.

Where is Si Yao, where is the giant beast?

It should be lying on the ground shivering.

The three-inch vine shook its head and started to move, shaking its bell happily.

This is a treasure given by Master. Yao'er Jingjing is not Teng'er Tintin.

There was a crisp ringing sound.

It was very pleasant, but the ringing sounded not only from the vines, but also from the hands of the Imperial Master himself. Jin Zhong was surprised again and again. When he looked down, he realized that what he was holding was no longer a mirror, but a big hexagonal one.

bell.

Which living ghost did you see?

...

Based on the friendship between the young master and his uncle, if he died for Su Jing in a crisis, Xiaobu would not hesitate at all, but not this time. The second battle has just begun, and there is no way to talk about 'death'. It's Xiaobu.

The thief saw the good thing in 'Yaoer Jingjing' and wanted to wear another bell on his body. Then he asked the owner to move to the treasure mirror and take a look. Then the mirror turned into a bell.

The Imperial Master was confused.

It's a pity that the little thief can only steal things now and has not developed the ability to fight. Otherwise, if he breaks out at this time, the demon monk will suffer a big loss.

Teng'er transformed into a three-inch girl, and soon her hair was swung with pigtails. The big bell in the hands of the Golden Bell Demon Monk disappeared, and a small bell appeared on the girl's pigtails. The thief stole the treasure, and his childish voice was loud and arrogant.

He laughed, yelled "Death to the evil monk", turned around and ran away.

How could she be allowed to escape calmly? The Imperial Master was in a state of shock and anger and yelled, "You can't leave." A long golden rope came out of his sleeve. But before the golden rope could be completely swung, the Imperial Master suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring.

Tremor.

Boom!

At the top of Linling City, Su Jing drew his white jade bow.

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The number of words in this chapter is a bit short, so please bear with me.

March will soon come, and beans will explode in March. I am very ambitious. Although I have asked for so many leaves in the past, I can no longer count them all, but I will try to make up for them all in the future!

I don’t believe what I say, but I guess you don’t believe it when I say it... Oh, who made us good friends^_^

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