Chapter 223： Qiankun bag to hand

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"Dragon Elephant Power!"

The monk Jingru shouted, his body skyrocketed, and the whole person doubled out of thin air. ⒉Bronze-colored skin shone with golden radiance, the weather was writhing, and a bang sounded like a dragon's long moan, and the idol's howl.

"Weituo drops the magic pestle!"

A cooked copper stick vacated like a dragon, and the roaring wind shook the world.

Wu Sheng exploded in close combat, and the power was shaking.

Under this prestige, Huang Yanyan, who was standing next to the champion Hou, had a pale face, and had to dodge subconsciously, but was stopped by the champion Hou, and he couldn't make it.

"It turned out to be an expert at the Great Zen Temple, and it was extraordinary!"

The champion Hou smiled admirably, holding Huang Yanyan's hand is not loose at all, just put a finger up, and pointed out at the familiar copper stick that smashed in the face.

"boom!"

The tyrannical energy slammed into each other fiercely, making a loud noise. The turbulent wind made a loud noise in the surrounding air.

The familiar copper stick in the hand of Jing Ren monk flew away, and "banged" against the wall behind him, directly blasting the wall out of a huge hole!

"Okay! Your martial arts!"

The weapon was released, and the monk Jingne shook his body shape. Then he stepped out and stood up again, straightened his back high, and stood up in front of the champion, laughing loudly.

"Twenty years, the Great Zen Temple has been ruined for twenty years! I have forgotten it for twenty years! In this life, I and Dagan have swear by each other! Your devotion is inscrutable and I die in your hands Nothing wrong !! Hahahaha! Come again! "

Jing Ren monk laughed, stepped forward and killed the champion again.

This loud laugh, desolate and solemn, but arrogant and dry clouds, just like the hero of the world has reached the end of the end, the pride is amazing, and the encounter is sighing.

"Slow!"

Seeing that Jing Ren's monk gave birth to death, the champion Hou couldn't fight anymore. What if there is a disability and a disuse?

"Dagan has nothing to do with me! Even if you want to kill Yang Pan, the old one, I won't stop you!"

The champion Hou smiled at the monk Jing Jing and said something scary.

Who is Yang Pan? Emperor Dagan today!

Calling him by the first name, but also scolding the undead, also caused people to kill him.

As soon as the words came out, Jing Ren monk stopped immediately.

The monk Jingmeng was born dead because he was already powerless to resist in the hands of the champion, but did not really want to die!

"You ... aren't you a great prince? How?"

Jing Ren monk looked at the champion Hou with a shocked face, blinking his eyes, some incredible.

"I want to rebel. Will you follow me?"

The champion, even Huang Yanyan was scared.

Can you make such an understatement of rebellion?

Jing Ren and Monk Phoenix are not stupid. Since the champion Hou Dare to speak out, there is no choice. If you don't follow him, you will slap yourself to death.

"Look!"

Without waiting for the monk to answer, the champion Hou stretched his fingers around the scene and shrugged his lips in disdain.

"Do you look at this place, is it like a pioneering foundation? With the demons like Witches and Daemons, you have lost the face of Dazen Temple."

Having said that, the champion Hou turned to look at the monk Jing Ren, and Shen Sheng said, "Monk, come with me!"

"it is good!"

Jing Ren nodded heavily.

He originally had a mind to rebellion, but could not find the foundation, but could only mingle with people who are not ghosts or ghosts. Now that he has a better way out of champions, Jing Ren Monk naturally knows how to choose .

"Huh? Want to run?"

At this time, the champion Hou Meng turned his head to look at the city, and saw the evil spirits burst out in the city, whistling through the air.

Obviously, these are the people of the Witch Road, and when they saw that Jing Ren Ren was not the enemy of the champion Hou, they immediately ran away.

"Can you run it?"

The champion Hou sneered with laughter, his body glowed with endless brilliance, and among the acupoints, the scenes of heaven and earth were shining.

Taking a deep breath, the champion Hou Yangtian roared.

"Roar……"

The stormy blood surged like a volcano, and the mighty masculinity swept through the sky like a tide.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a loud explosion in the sky, just like a bursting balloon. The black gas rising from the sky was instantly dissipated and dissipated in the mighty masculine tide.

These ghosts who haven't even been thundered, how can they stand the roar of the immortal champion?

"what……"

"what……"

With a scream, the figure rushed into the air and was shouted directly by the champion, shaking his soul.

The spirits dispersed, and the body that flew into the air lost support, and could only scream and fell to the ground one by one.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

The figure falling from the air crashed heavily on the ground, and when it fell down at this height, the iron hit all broke! None of these witchcraft practitioners can survive!

"Human ... Ren Xian?"

Jing Ren monk looked at the champion Hou with horror, the shock in his heart rolled like anger.

This person ... is only 17 or 8 years old? So young, is it already immortal? What a brilliant talent!

"you you……"

Huang Yanyan was also frightened by the release of the champion Hou, and gave this extremely complex and overbearing young man ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a feeling of extreme complexity.

"By the way, the one who had a gray cloth bag on his back was taught by Witch Road, right? That cloth bag is the Qiankun bag of the Great Zen Temple?"

The champion Hou yelled at the enemy, ignored the shock of the two, and turned his head towards Jing Ren to ask the monk.

"Yes, it is!"

Jing Ren, the monk, came back and pointed to the place where the ghost and Taoism fell, and said to the champion Hou: "That is the treasure of the Great Zen Temple, Qiankun Bag."

"well!"

The champion Hou nodded with a smile, walked to the place where Witchcraft Taoism fell, reached out and took off the gray pocket from the man's back.

"Well? This is ..."

Grabbing this pocket, the champion Hou suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed that he was not holding a pocket in his hand, but a layer of ... skin.

Taking a closer look in front of him, the champion Hou took a breath of air, "It turned out to be ... the skin of the immortal? The treasure bag of Dachen Temple was actually made of the skin of an immortal?"

He is also a human fairy, but ... The human fairy's skin on this Qiankun bag is stronger than his own skin. I don't know how many times.

"There seems to be a deeper level in the realm of human fairy!"

The champion was determined, and he waved his Qian Kun bag into the storage space.

As part of the resource library, the storage space has no settings that cannot store other space items.

The Qiankun bag was brought in, and Li Yu immediately received the news.

"Not bad!"

Li Yu nodded his head in appreciation. "There are a lot of good things in Qiankun's bag! The champion Hou did a good job!"

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