Many people remember you, Zhu Tong is just a standard slippery head, and his cultivation is nothing special except for weird body movements.
The Battle of Red Cloud Golden Top has become an irrepeatable legend. It has condensed the skills of six masters into one and barely passed. That is the glory of the Zhumen and Jianghu Dao, not just the majesty of the little liar.
"You should be obedient. As the saying goes, if you don't listen to the Lord's words, you will suffer a loss in front of you." Zhu Tong took out the hair of the dragon and phoenix star, and rotated into two black fog at his fingertips.
Qusangzhuom is not the female living Buddha of the past. This prayer drum is simple and unpretentious and contains vicissitudes. It is actually made of a whole piece of black iron. As the female living Buddha shakes, the prayer drum rotates faster and faster, and it can be vaguely
I saw a layer of red light coming out from the inside. The drizzle fell on it and turned into a light smoke. It can be seen that the temperature of the prayer drum was already very high.
"But it's not easy for someone to come out, how can you be willing to do it if you don't try it?" Qu Sangzhuom's eyes showed a perverse look and said angrily: "There is a cycle of heaven in the world. If I'm scared by you today, I will definitely be sure
You will become the eternal demon. Master, take the call!" The speed of the prayer drum became more and more quiet, and all the sounds around you disappeared.
"Anyone who treats life as a game is not a good thing, you have learned bad things." Zhu Tong also chuckled, and Long Xing drew a black line and stabbed it at the prayer drum between Qusangrum's hands.
The prayer wheel has become a magic weapon that Qusangzhuom devoted himself to practicing, and she wants to use it to create another Moro Prison Seal.
"Buzz..." with a sound, the dragon star's hair pierced the mandrel. Zhu Tong's left arm was numb, and a rotating force penetrated the dragon star's hair and attacked the meridians.
At the same time, Qu Sangzhuom's right palm left the prayer drum, and his slender middle finger penetrated the black net under Fengxing's hair like a flower and picking leaves, and was on the hard part of Zhu Tong's left shoulder.
Qu Sangzhuom seemed unable to believe that he could point this little liar so easily, and hesitated for a moment. Zhu Tong showed a smile pattern on the corner of his mouth, and the phoenix star cut out the word "ghost", cutting off the way out of this pink jade arm.
The female living Buddha bit her silver teeth and scolded her softly: "My little master, don't be too proud."
Zhu Tong was startled and slid down Qusangrum's right shoulder. Wherever he passed, a red burning mark was left on his fair skin; then he exuded a smell of barbecue.
When a little "ghost" encounters a prayer drum, it turns into nothingness like raindrops.
The two figures quickly separated and jumped high at the same time, as if they were competing for who jumped higher.
Zhu Tong is carrying the Butterfly God, and his light body skills are superb, and he can understand how to jump high. Qusangzhuom can also jump so high, and he is very concerned about the pain in his arms. The passion of the prayer drum is at least five or six hundred degrees, and he is young and tender.
A foot long burn mark was burned on her skin, and the rain continued to fall. The expression on the face of the female living Buddha seemed to enjoy the pain and stimulation.
In the air, the child danced the dragon, phoenix and star hair into two black night lilies, covering the female living Buddha.
The female living Buddha had no choice but to avoid it, her pupils contracted strangely, and a sweet smile bloomed on the corner of her mouth and rushed towards her.
Fortunately, Qu Sangzhuom did not have a prayer wheel in her hand, and her hands and legs wrapped the little liar firmly like an octopus. For a moment, the Nephrite Warm Scent entered her arms, and the little liar didn't care.
He was distracted and was scared to death.
He keenly felt that the danger was not in his arms, but on his head. Looking up, he saw a red fire dragon.
In Zhu Tong's eyes, this fire dragon suddenly jumped out of another time and space, and the scorching aura enveloped the entire sky. There were still millions of fire clouds flying around; its posture was terrifying but there was no sound.
Then, the nightmare turned into a nightmare, and the fire dragon emitted flames, whistling down, and the surrounding air became as hot as the sea of fire.
"Hug me tight." Qu Sangzhuom's charming voice came.
Zhu Tong suddenly woke up. This was another fire pit! It was an illusory world created by the female living Buddha with the hot prayer drum. The head of the red dragon was the violently rotating prayer drum.
It is easy to see through, but it takes some effort to deal with the past.
It was slow and fast, and the two of them only had a moment from jumping to reaching the highest point. At this moment, they were falling.
Zhu Tong really hugged the female living Buddha tightly and used his movement skills to try to change the positions of the two. The female living Buddha also had the same thoughts, whoever was on it was unlucky. Whether it was a rapidly rotating prayer drum or a fire dragon, they were all evil things;
It will definitely be uncomfortable when you are on your body.
From the beginning to now, Zhu Tong and Qu Sangzhuom have experienced three levels of competition.
At first it was a collision of real cultivation, and no one took advantage of it. Then there was Xuan Gong. The female living Buddha used the prayer to turn the fire pit and was discovered by the little liar. Now, the two are at the lowest level of wrestling, who will drive
Can avoid the attack of prayer drums.
With a "bang!", the dust fell to the ground. Zhu Tong and the Living Buddha of the Female fell to the cold stone slab, and no one took advantage of it.
The fire dragon smashed between the two, and a hot whirlwind separated them, popping out several meters away.
Qu Sangzhuom stood up first, suddenly held his right arm and let out a low moan, staggered back, and finally softened and fell into Master Yun Jia's arms. Yun Jia touched the soft and bloody blur, and immediately concluded,
Her right arm was broken.
Zhu Tong was still lying on the ground, holding the prayer drum tightly with his left hand, and a stream of blue smoke came out of his palm. The crazy surging force made his left hand numb, the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and his entire arm was lost.
perception.
This is not the most important thing. The Butterfly God was so scared that he hid somewhere. The true energy in his body ran around. A fire dragon broke through the three layers of obstacles and had already immersed in his body, spinning around the blood ball.
If Master Yun Jia comes up, he can kick this annoying little liar to death with one kick.
But Yun Jia didn't dare. She looked at Zhu Tong's mouth and nostrils in surprise, and her body trembled violently on the wetland, not knowing what to do. In fact, there was only one thought in her mind: What should I do! The little liar
If you die in Zixia Temple, can this money-making temple be preserved?
Zhu Tong finally sat up, laughed at the sky, his voice shook the world like a substance, and contained a metal-like killing aura.
The prayer drum has returned to its usual shape, with dark red carvings flowing on the black body, which is a red dragon. Zhu Tong tried to turn it a few times, and the prayer drum has changed from a magic weapon to a mortal iron, all
The spiritual energy was forced into Zhu Tong's body by the mysterious skill of the female living Buddha, and it has become a supplement to the blood cells.
"You are defiled by the holy weapon given by the Venerable, you... are so cruel!" Qu Sangzhuom raised his head from Master Yunjia's arms and said with difficulty, his eyes full of hatred and reluctance. The female living Buddha practiced the mysterious skills of half a lifetime.
There was not much left, and at this moment, the originally black hair turned gray and white.
"The Venerable will not blame me, but will blame you for being too greedy. The stronger I am, the more I am, the more I want him. Do you understand?" Zhu Tong stood up and stretched out his hand to kick his legs. He needed to be familiar with the strange feeling in his body as soon as possible.
Because of devouring the fire dragon, the blood cells increased by more than double. In addition, Zhu Tong found that the true energy in his body became particularly full. He had experience before, which was a sign that Pengmagong was about to break through the bottleneck.
Suddenly Zhu Tong figured out a truth: the blood cells and him have become a balanced complementary whole, and the adventures of either side will drive the other side to make progress. Before, the reason why Pengmagong stagnated or even regressed was that the balance had not been achieved.
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Another discovery made him feel helpless. Peng Magong's cultivation methods and methods could no longer adapt to his current state. The energy and true energy required to improve blood cells and Peng Magong's progress are amazing.
After all, Zhu Tong is just a person, and no matter how hard he works, he will not be able to meet the needs of the two systems, unless he chooses to go to seclusion and practice. Zhu Tong doesn’t have that much time, and his mind is not on this. An opponent like Qu Sangzhuom is a good match.
An undesirable miracle, if she had not sent most of the mysterious skills into the prayer drum and forcibly attacked Zhutong's body, the blood cells would not have received such rich tonics.
What about the Butterfly God? Zhu Tong used the Pengmagong to look inside and found that the Butterfly God was hiding at the farthest distance from the blood cell, and the Yongquan point at the bottom of the left foot. The red dragon just now was too terrifying, the blood cell was too domineering, and the Butterfly God was afraid.
I was afraid that the city gate would cause the fish to suffer, and I was accidentally swallowed by the winner.
Zhu Tong’s left foot is here for the time being. This left leg is now extremely ethereal and I believe it can jump higher.
On the other side, Wuqing was so tired that he was panting.
There seemed to be a tight and ventilated force field composed of soft force around him. With each move, the force field endured a little. The cookie didn't need to exert much force, and Wurong couldn't support it for long.
"Twenty million, I will pay twenty million." said Wuhui weakly.
"Master, we are half of us." Master Yun Jia was happy and shouted loudly. He soon realized that Zhu Tong was still by his side and whispered: "Senior Brother Zhu, everyone is just for money. Give face and let him
I earn 20 million from my senior brother Wuqing, and I will give you 20% of it in the future.”
"I'm not interested. As long as the female living Buddha has no objection, you can earn as much as you should. Junior Sister Yun Jia would better remind you that mean master, you can't afford to offend that person."
Master Yunjia was very obedient and said loudly: "Master, don't hurt people. Otherwise, people won't pay." Then he asked in a low voice: "Is he a Living Buddha?"
Zhu Tong couldn't help laughing aloud and lowered his voice and said, "What do you think the female living Buddha is here to do? Why is Wuqing hiding here? Such a large amount of money cannot be taken by anyone alone."
"So that's the case." Master Yun Jia stuck out his tongue. She was not stupid. Wuqing was forced to go to the fore and would not hide in Zixia Temple. He could really not be able to mess with Wuqing's opponent, the fourth-level boss, who was so embarrassed.
"Amitabha. Don't bully others too much." A Buddha's name sounded from the hall, and a clear shadow floated down, steadily between the cookies and the ruthlessness. It was the long-lost Master Yuanji.
"Master is so smart." Zhu Tong couldn't help but praise.
Not to mention anything else, Master Yuanji can enter the most important part of the fight between Cookie and Wuruo and easily separate the two. This ability to see and realize the extreme of qi is beyond the scammer's ability to look at the back of his neck.
Wuqing rolled a few times and collapsed to the ground, and was so tired that he was exhausted.
The cookie reorganized her posture and said with the etiquette of the younger generation to the elders: "Please."
Yuan Ji was not polite, but he was attacked by Buddha Chen.
Master Yun Jia smiled without saying a word, Zhu Tong whispered: "Don't you and her... look like a master and apprentice?"
"She wants to rebuild Meishan Temple, and it needs money. The temple has a small incense and can't support it even if she accepts disciples. If she doesn't repair it, Meishan Temple will be removed from the world in a few years. As for me, I am hers.
Registered disciples, the master will naturally have no choice but to pay attention to the problem. However, brothers must settle the accounts clearly. No one’s money is not blown by the strong wind. Senior brother is a sensible person. Hehe!"
"Oh, Master Ling... is so lucky." Zhu Tong didn't know what to say.
Is this in front of me really a popular young lady who was once famous in the world? It’s such a great fan of wealth and Buddhism, and it’s so amazing.
"Have you said enough?" Qusangzhuom looked at the prayer wheel with a gaze.
Zhu Tong threw it over and said, "Do you want it? I'll give it back to you."
Qu Sangzhuom took the prayer drum and hugged it tightly in his arms, and glanced at Zhu Tong fiercely. She got up from Master Yun Jia's arms, reluctantly bowed and bowed, raised her head to identify the direction, and said nothing.
Walk straight toward the West step by step.
Zixia Temple is not big, and you can't walk far away and you will encounter a high wall.
Qu Sangzhuom waved the prayer drum, and with a "boom!", a big hole half a person tall appeared on the wall, and the figure of the female living Buddha disappeared outside the wall.
"There are thousands of mountains along the way, and thousands of walls along the way. If you want to use this method to break through, I am afraid you will never see the Venerable." Zhu Tong said loudly to the hole in the wall.
"Thank you, Master, Zhu Mei knows it." A black shadow roared over you from the hole in the wall.
Zhu Tong flashed, and the black shadow hit the bronze bell on the bell and drum tower.
The bronze bell rang "dong buzz...", which made Master Yun Jia's eardrums swell.
Zhu Tong picked up an iron lump from the ground, and the prayer drum was completely destroyed.
"She is so open-minded." Zhu Tong smiled and threw the iron lump in his hand a few times, throwing it aside.
Qusangzhuom finally put aside the prayer wheel and will embark on a brand new path in the years to come.
The fight between Cookie and Master Yuanji became more and more lively, and Master Yun Jia smiled with his eyes.