Chapter 2811: Guxu

Name:White-Robed Chief Author:Xiao Shu
This valley is where Li Feiyu got Youwen, an ancient ruin.

Chu Li shook his head endlessly.

This is how bad luck it is to meet a ruin here. This is a barren land where people can't see it. No one will take the initiative, let alone encounter the ruins.

However, Li Feiyu came here accidentally, and ran into the ruins here, thus discovering the inheritance of Youwen. Chu Li felt unbelievable, but it was true. This destiny lock was really mysterious.

He glanced down at his chest, wearing a destiny lock there.

Destiny Lock vaguely has an invisible power fluctuation, which is very vague, but he cannot escape the inductive feeling. He did not have time to manage this fluctuation, and it is the fundamental thing to resolve the legacy of Youwen.

He was afraid that the inheritance of Youwen would be taken by someone else, so as soon as he got it from Li Feiyu's mind, he came over immediately.

It's a pity he came a step too late.

Seeing ten gray robe elders standing in front of a mountain wall in the valley, whispering something.

Chu Li suddenly rejoiced and smiled.

The ten gray robe elders faced the stone wall in a daze, seemingly trapped in front of the stone wall.

He came one step late, but it was not too late. As long as the ten gray robe elders were solved, he could be one step ahead of them and get the inheritance. He knew from Li Feiyu's mind how to untie it.

If he is another master of the Zongmen, he will find a way to lead them away and try not to kill them. However, he can fight against the master of the Yangzong Blood. He is so murderous that he suddenly appears behind them. The Time Sword flashed almost simultaneously.

The sword was too fast, beyond their reaction. When they tried to dodge, they found that they could not move, and their heads were already flying.

The Time Sword seems to come alive, as fast as electricity and hands, only to cut their heads, ten blood pillars soar into the sky, exuding cruelty and glamorousness in the sun, it is really scary.

Chu Lishu breathed a sigh of relief, and the sword of time in his hand flashed again, while a white light flashed in his sleeve, and the arrow of extinction was launched at the same time.

"Oh!" Two more blood pillars rose into the sky in the whistle.

Suddenly, two gray robe elders attacked him, but he was killed.

There are ten people on the bright side and two people in the dark. The Blood Yangzong acted cautiously, and they have always paid attention to the Yin and Yang. Both the Yang and Yin pulses are equal, so be careful of the people in the dark.

He reached out and mentioned that the nine old beads hidden in the chests of the twelve old men flew to him.

Looking at the twenty-nine pearls in her hand, Chu Li's face was ugly.

The number of people who died of a nine-yang bead was twenty-four, and it felt terrible when I thought about it, and my heart was cold.

"Hmm ..." He shook his head, put these nine yang beads in a box, slowly closed the box, disappeared in place for a while, appeared in the Temple of Fu Mo, and then came back again.

He glanced around the Dayuan Xuankong mirror, no more people, turned around and shot nine palms on the stone wall instantly.

The orientation of each palm is very strange. This palm is on the left and the next palm is on the right. There is not enough martial arts to make it so fast, and the speed is not fast enough. The organs in the stone wall are activated and never want to enter again.

Chu Lishu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and there was a cave with a height of one person in the stone wall, deep and unpredictable.

He couldn't help but admire the mystery of this hole, which should be different from the current power, so the Dayuan Xuankong can't see it, nor can he sense it by himself, as if it were independent of the world.

He couldn't help but think of his Fu Mo Temple. Could this be the existence of Fu Mo Temple?

The mind he went in became more urgent, and a sharp sword turned and waved.

"Ding ..." In the sound of Jin Tie's cross, Zhang Changhuai appeared behind him, but was repelled by the sword of time, and looked at Chu Li in amazement.

He did not expect that Chu Li could find himself in a sneak attack and grab a sword before he could.

He didn't care about other swords, but the Time Sword did not dare to connect them. He could only pop up a blood-yang finger force, which was no different from a long sword.

Chu Li sneered, he had already entered the hole, the sword had returned to the sheath, and the knots of his palms fluttered out.

Zhang Changhuai followed closely, watching him abandon his sword with his palm strength, and shook his head secretly, welcoming with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!" Like a thunder blast, Zhang Changhuai flew out.

The cave rumbled and disappeared.

Zhang Changhuai's purple face was so dreary as iron, staring at the place where the cave disappeared, he came forward and took a few slaps, but unfortunately surpassed the iron stone, there was no possibility of breaking, and the power of the rebound was amazing.

He stood in place and frowned.

This place was not the place where Li Feiyu told each other, but he sensed it through the blood-yang magic, knowing that there is a key place here, but unfortunately he has never been able to enter. Many experts who are proficient in organs have been sent, batch after batch. But unfortunately, all came back without success.

This time he came to see it personally, but did not expect Chu Li to come over, apparently from Li Feiyu's confession. Li Feiyu should have suffered a lot before his death, and the so-called Buddhist disciples became more severe than Mozong disciples in front of major interests. !!

He frowned, and suddenly "wow" spit out blood.

His face grew more ugly, and he hummed, "Fushi Temple!"

There is a constant raging force in the body that can't be stopped, and the trauma of the internal organs is constantly trauma. This palm force is too strange, and his blood and sun power can be refined, and it can't melt and persecute.

It is extremely pure and condensed and pure, ignoring the blood-sun magic, which is by no means a martial art of Buddhism.

Once Buddhism martial arts and Blood Yang Divine Power collide, it is bound to be overwhelming and uncompromising ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Endlessly, one party must be destroyed, and this blood power will never ignore Blood Yang Divine Power, no Stop destroying his body.

The only one in Da Ci'en Temple that meets this situation is the descendant of Fu Mo Temple!

The thought of Fu Mo Temple made him look ugly and dreaded.

The masters of Mozong are not afraid of death, but the one who is not afraid of death is the descendant of Fu Mo Temple. He gave up his lifetime Shou Yuan, and there is only a hundred years left. After death, there is also the danger of not being able to enter Xitian Elysium, but he still chooses to become a master of Fu Mo Temple .

This is a crazy man who is more crazy than the master of the magic sect, holding the ambition of dying. With this kind of person, the madness is only one aspect. What is more terrible is his martial arts. !!

Fu Mo Temple has been sealed for a long time, I did not expect to reproduce it!

He suddenly took a piece of jade crush from his arms.

A moment later, one hundred and twenty middle-aged men in gray robes and gray robes appeared in the valley, standing neatly in front of Zhang Changhuai, all holding their fists in both hands, with a look of astonishment, enveloping the entire valley.

"Sovereign!" Said an old man standing in front of him, "I don't know what's the secret of calling us here?"

"Kill someone." Zhang Changhuai said in a deep voice: "Fu Mo Temple passed on!"

The old man said busyly, "Fu Mo Temple in Da Ci'en Temple?"

Zhang Changhuai nodded slowly: "This man is the fixed monk who killed Li Feiyu!"

The faces of the people were so calm that their eyes shot coldly.

They all know that Li Feiyu is a genius who has luck against the sky. In the future, he will become the top master of the Blood Yangzong. He never expected to be planted in the hands of a monk.

"He has already entered, but he will come out sooner or later, ambush here. Once he appears, he must be killed at all costs!" Zhang Changhuai's eyes fell on everyone, saying calmly.

"Yes, Sovereign!" The crowd shouted neatly.