Chapter 68 Brother, what do you want

The pulse layer, after absorbing a spiritual power of the troll at the mountain gate of Mozong, he is a layer of vein. Later, he followed his aunt Huo Yi to practice the magic sect's "stealing the sky" heart method and sucked a giant top-grade spiritual stone. Coupled with Lin Xitang's spiritual power, according to common sense, Su Xiaoqi should have 50 layers of veins now. However, what appeared in his snowy sea was always a layer of pulse, as if the spiritual power of sucking did not enter his body at all or was released as a fart by him.

Huo Yi couldn't understand his physique, Lao Ma was also confused, and Su Xiaoqi was even more confused. Where on earth did the spiritual power to suck into the snowy mountains and seas go?

At the bottom of his snowy mountain and sea, the blood of magic gold and the soul of the dragon crystal are as immovable as two inlaid rocks. His body was moistened by a stream-like spiritual power, and the spiritual power that was sucked into his body quietly melted into the water and then sucked into the rock.

Su Xiaoqi ran all the way. He ran not slowly and walked like a spirit fox in the mountains and forests.

"Little benefactor."

The great monk usually walks in the sky leisurely. Following a colorful Kirin car far behind him, Lynchan did not leave, but followed Da Shang far away.

"The poor monks have helped you escape from the siege. According to the agreement, that little dragon is now mine.

Su Xiaoqi secretly complained in his heart. This monk entangled himself like a ghost. His practice was both high and clever, which was really a difficult bone to gnaw.

"Okay."

Su Xiaoqi ran and looked into the air, and then he pointed to the Kirin car that followed him far behind him and said, "But they are still behind."

"Big Monk, you are a good man to send Buddha to the West to drive them away, and I will give Xiaoqing's hands."

"Damn son of a bitch."

The big monk scolded in his heart, thinking that he would deceive the little dragon. The Buddha will definitely not forgive you. You evil cultivator can still hide it from the Buddha's eyes.

Su Xiaoqi kept moving through the woods like a gust of wind. From time to time, he secretly looked at the fat figure in mid-air, and the son of a bitch was not a good man.

Suddenly, a very fine blue light came from the air. Su Xiaoqi shouted secretly and suddenly turned forward and dodged dangerously.

An ancient tree thick was passed by this extremely thin light, and two small holes were exposed at both ends of the tree.

"The stinky thief is bald. Believe it or not, I stabbed Xiaolong to death and let your bamboo basket be empty." Su Xiao was furious and grabbed the storage bag around his waist.

"Hey--"

The big monk laughed dryly: "Don't be excited, little donor. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

misunderstood, Su Xiaoqi thought that the thief monk obviously wanted to kill himself. This is a misunderstanding. You really think of me as a fool.

However, in this situation, Su Xiaoqi can't expose it face to face. In case the thief monk is angry, he really can't afford to leave.

"Don't worry, little benefactor, the poor monk will drive them away."

The big monk smiled on his face, but he couldn't wait to remove Su's stinginess. Why the hell did you let this boy escape?

"Well, we should be honest and trustworthy in our business. If you drive them away, I will give you Xiaoqing. The despicable and shameless sneak attack is not the work of a gentleman.

Su Xiaoqi changed his law and cursed: "Great monk, you are a Buddhist, honest and trustworthy, and respectful of the Buddha. I don't think you will do this kind of villain.

"That's natural."

The big monk blushed with a fat face and had to agree. He was almost so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were born.

"Wait, I'll get rid of them."

Seeing that his sneak attack failed, the boy was more cunning and more difficult than he thought, so he had no choice but to turn around and rush to the colorful Kirin car.

Lin Qishan followed the big monk far away. Although they couldn't hear what they said, they saw the scene of the big monk's sneak attack on Su Xiaoqi. This thief monk is by no means a good Buddhist.

"Stop."

Looking at the big monk rushing towards him, Lin Qishan immediately stopped the Kirin car.

"Fuck, am I afraid of your seven-star castle?"

The big monk was obviously bald but always mistakenly said that he was a Taoist master, which made Lin Qishan very puzzled. Among them, only the great monk himself knew in his heart that he was originally a Taoist priest and later changed to Buddhism.

"Come here, don't blame me for being cruel."

The big monk's smiling face disappeared and vented his anger against Su's stingy on Lin Qishan's head. Then he pointed out from afar, and the Buddha came through the air with one finger.

Lin Qishan was shocked and waved his hand to signal the Kirin car to hide. He rushed out in the air, and the Bayue knife laid dozens of crescent knife shields in front of the car.

Bang bang!!!

There was an extremely crisp cracking sound, and the Buddha's finger hit the Kirin car with a very thin blue light bang. The dozens of meters long car shook, and the auspicious beast Kirin's footsteps were messy and roared.

"The light of the worm also dares to compete with the Buddha."

The great monk said coldly, "It's really overpowerful."

Lin Qishan's tall figure trembled gently and his face turned blue. The great monk did not want to poison them, otherwise how could he resist this Buddha's finger?

Lin Jingyi's pink face is evil, and her black hair is dancing in the wind. The two fists were clenched by her. The ancestors always said that there were people outside the mountain, and there were countless strong people in the realm of practice. In the past, she didn't believe it, thinking that anyone in the world dared to provoke the Seven Star Castle. Now I don't know where two evil practitioners came from, and my father's death is unclear. He is dedicated to killing evil practitioners with his own hands to avenge his father. But under her crazy attack, she can't defeat the other party, let alone the enemy. The great monk in front of her climbed to the sky step by step, and the Buddha's finger was unbreakable and unbreakable to her.

"Uncle, let's go home." Lin Jingyi is a little frustrated.

Lin Qishan was slightly stunned by Lin Jingyi's voice, which was not like what the competitive niece said.

"Jingyi, victory or defeat is also a common thing."

Lin Qishan didn't know that the death of her seventh brother was a blow to her. Although their father-daughter relationship is not very deep, Lin Jingyi has been with the old man since she was a child. But how can his heart overcome this obstacle? Nowadays, even the cultivation talent that I have always been proud of has been attacked and neglected.

Looking at Lin Jingyi's sad smile, Lin Qishan felt even more uneasy. It seems that only the old man's words can solve her.

"Okay, let's go back to the Seven Star Castle."

Lin Qishan transferred the Kirin car back to the original road, and a small bird flew into the car. Lynch Mountain reached out and waved a cold breath in the eyes of the unique bird of the Seven Star Castle.

"Little benefactor."

The figure of the great monk quickly caught up, but this time he did not find Su Xiaoqi.

"Fuck little bastard and I play hide-and-seek with Buddha."

Su Xiaoqi was so clever. When the big monk turned around and flew to the Kirin car, he ran over the mountain and buried himself in the grass after running a distance.

The mountains are high and forests are deep, and the grass is everywhere. Not to mention Su Xiaoqi, it is not easy to find even if he hides a mountain-like bull. But there is no need for the big fool to hide.

"Bad monk, if you are stupid here, I will definitely give you a good look."

Su Xiaoqi is covered with dead branches and wild spines. He has naturally been very proficient in hunting and hiding in the mountains since he was a child, that is, he does not deliberately change the environment and leaves no traces.

"Little benefactor."

The voice of the great monk quickly came from the air: "Don't hide, they have been driven away by the Buddha."

"Fuck, I'm hiding from you."

Su Xiaoqi scolded in his heart, but his body did not dare to move. Keep breathing, but a pair of eyes look at everything around through the grass.

"Little rabbit."

The great monk did not find any trace of him and roared ahead.

Su Xiaoqi quietly breathed a breath, thinking that as long as the fucking monk doesn't die, he will settle accounts with you one day.

Bang bang!

There was a continuous crash sound in front of him, and the big monk was obviously angry.

"Haha-"

Suddenly, the laughter of the big monk came not far from the front: "Little benefactor, don't hide. I've already seen you."

Su Xiaoqi was stunned. The great monk's practice was so unfathomable that it was difficult for him to find himself so quickly. Su Xiaoqi thought for a moment and thought it was wrong. The big monk was cheating him. If he finds himself, he can't move anywhere to avoid his Buddha's finger.

Sure enough, I only heard the big monk shout angrily, "Fuck little bastard, where is it hidden?" Then there was a sound of breaking the air, and there was an explosion in the woods. Several green lights exploded not far away from Su Xiaoqi, which made his heart pound.

The merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Taishang Laojun, the Sun Dasheng, the gods and Buddhas, bless the Buddha of the great monk not to hit him with one finger, let alone hit his little brother, but he is not married yet.

"Little bastard, you can't run away."

The great monk was really angry. His figure floated on the forest like a white cloud, and the Buddha shot wildly into the mountains and forests like rain.

Bang bang!

Dongdong!

The sound gradually moved forward, and the raindrops banged down to the ground. A channel hundreds of meters wide appeared in the mountain forest, with dead branches and leaves on the ground, and deep holes on the ground seemed to be a big hail.

Su Xiao didn't dare to breathe. In his heart, he silently asked the gods and Buddhas to finally invite God over. However, it seems that these great people did not let the great monk find himself. Only a tree pole fell on the grass and his head was dizzy.

"Come out."

The great monk continued to be powerful on the mountain, but Su Xiaoqi clearly heard a cold cry not far away. The sound was so close that he could see each other.

A short figure moved forward, holding a stick in his hand, and his eyes staring at Su Xiaoqi's hiding place.

"Fuck, who the hell is this dwarf?"

Su Xiaoqi climbed out of the grass: "Brother, what do you want?"