Chapter 483 Each has his own destiny
"A great shame! A bunch of rubbish!" In the Lishan Hall, an angry shouting and scolding sounded. Shouyin Zhenren jumped up and down in the hall like a horse monkey. The long coat behind him with paint and black oil stains fluttered high dust on the ground. He didn't know where the old man had gone. He was like a gray man, covered with dust. In front of him, Xu Zheng stood with his hands and others, bowing their heads one by one, with a look of shame on their faces.
Indifferently, the bosses of these virtual characters in the hall are already the top monks of Miaocheng Sect. The Xuzheng is also a monk in the later period of Mahayana. He is about to spend the disaster, but now he is like a gray grandson who is reprimanded by this silver real person. However, although these people are tall, they are still a little worse than the real person of Shouyin. Therefore, these people who stamped their feet and were shocked in the world could only bow their heads and be baptized by the real people of Shouyin.
"Shameful, shameful, you, aren't you known as the Divine Mask Beidou? Where were you when you were the plunderer that day? And you, aren't you known as the sword split the world? Why didn't you kill that day with a sword? It's a shame. It's really a shame for so many masters to let people slip up the mountain and abruptly take people away. At present, Gan Ping's life and death are uncertain, and Ma Linger has been taken away again. If Gan Ping comes back, what face do you have to see this descendant? There is still a sentence that Shouyin Zhenren didn't say in his heart. Ma Linger has been taken away. Huoer, the little ancestor, can't make a fuss? Isn't the monkey wine soaked in soup? How can this make an old drunkard live?
Everyone was also full of shame on their faces. Speaking of which, the people present inherited the kindness of Gan Ping. If it hadn't been for the witch spirit blood brought back by Gan Ping to save these dying old guys, maybe a few people were still closed, let alone the current cultivation. However, at present, Gan Ping's life and death are uncertain. When Shouyin Zhenren went to investigate, such a thing happened again, which really made several people have no light on their faces.
Xu Zhengzhen meditated slightly, suddenly turned around and strode outside the hall, but was scolded and stopped by Shouyin Zhenren. Come back, little rabbit! It's the opposite of you! What's wrong with you? Do you think the extraterritorial Jiuxiao Magic Palace is so easy to break through? Even if the immortals go down to earth, they have to avoid three points from the old demon. You are just Mahayana's cultivation, can't you die?" Seeing Xu Zhengzhen's angry face, Shouyin Zhenzhen slapped him on the head, "Give me the array. I want to calculate and see how the girl is..."
Although this is the case, Shouyin Zhenren's face is full of worry. Everyone knows what kind of extraterritorial demon is. It is really bad luck that such a charming girl falls into their hands. Outside the hall, the angry real people and others look at each other in consternation. They can't get involved in such a heavy-level conversation for the time being, and the voiceless on the side is full of your anxiety. Although it is only a few years of master and apprentice, because Ma Linger has half of her own soul, the two are not like mother and daughter, but better than mother and daughter.
With the simple and desolate aria of the real person guarding the silver in the hall, the whole Lishan Hall immediately rose to the mysterious taste, thousands of stars flashed, and the soul of the real person guarding silver has been integrated with this starry land. Under this hidden peak, the suppressed fairy weapon is the fairy treasure with the power of stars. Now the silver guard has launched its power.
A small golden tea cup floated in the air, and the magic air licked his lips. In the depths of his magic eyes, Ma Linger's figure was appearing. The creature sealed on this woman's body is really too terrible. If it is unsealed, it will be difficult for even you to capture it. You can only refine it while it is sealed on this woman. However, such a project is simply unprecedented. Thinking that Aolong is full of blood, if you really wait for it to refine it bit by bit, I'm afraid it will really take time.
Therefore, the only way is to use this woman as a tripod furnace, and refining and absorbing the blood in her body during double cultivation is the right way. However, although Ma Linger was imprisoned at this moment, she had the protection of Aolong. Even if the Aolong was sealed and fell asleep, it could not be easily defeated. What's more, in this Jiuxiao Demon Palace at this moment, a slightly bigger move will shock the old thing. If he finds this treasure, he will definitely take it away. At that time, he will really want to cry without tears.
Therefore, it is a little difficult for the magic air. There is a feeling that a dog bites a hedgehog and has nowhere to mouth. There was no choice but to incarnate into this thunderous space and persuade Ma Linger. Beauty, why don't you follow me? You and I share the power of blood equally. From then on, we will never die and be free between heaven and earth. How happy is it? However, Ma Linger still ignored it. She closed her eyes and was immersed in the infiltration of the power of thunder.
The fiery red shirt has been eroded by the thunder. The beauty is faintly visible, and it makes the magic empty saliva flow. However, such a stunning color can't be touched in front of my eyes, so I have to start to be bewitched. Although Tianmo is the best at demagoguery, Ma Linger's heart has long been spotless, and it is difficult for him to shake his mind no matter how skillful he is.
However, at this time, Mokong's face suddenly changed and disappeared in this thunderous space. Ma Linger slowly opened her eyes. Gan Ping, my little husband, where are you?
At this moment, Gan Ping was carried by someone, like throwing garbage, into the car pulled by the monster, looking at a group of ragged, yellow and thin people in front of him with a strange face. Gan Ping has been convinced that this is no longer the mainland of Tianfu. Although the clothes in front of him are ragged, and it is obvious that the people with lower status are almost the same as their appearance, the language Gan Ping speaks is unheard of.
When the two strange-like people outside found Gan Ping's forehead, they said a lot. Although they didn't understand their words, it did not prevent Gan Ping from understanding the meaning of their words. At this level of cultivation, the grasp of the mind and mind has reached an exquisite level. Although the words do not understand, the fluctuations of the soul are the same. Although the demons who invaded the demon world could not communicate with the monks in the Tianfu mainland, they could still talk freely, which was the reason for using divine thoughts to send messages.
Such a means can only be used by those people with excellent cultivation, and such words can communicate with them in people's minds with divine thoughts, and only those masters can detect them. However, these low-cultivation guys in front of them can't tell whether it is the words or the vibration of divine thoughts at all. Although he can understand the words of these people, the expression on Gan Ping's face is extremely strange. Are you rubbish?