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Chapter 423 Fuck You (Please Subscribe Monthly Pass)

Qu Qingluo had seen that Jiang Zhou was trying his best to rush back to his house.

She knew that there was a large formation hidden in the Jiang mansion.

Although she has doubts about whether a formation can stop a first-rank Holy Spirit.

But judging from what Jiang Zhou meant, he seemed very confident.

So far, no matter if it works or not, we can only try our best.

Otherwise, although Monk Baoyue would not hurt anyone, if Jiang Zhou fell into his hands and was taken back to Dafan Temple, it would be difficult to get out.

Even the Nine Heavens Xuanmu Sect is extremely afraid of Dafan Temple.

At that time, even if the martial sage behind Jiang Zhou took action himself, it would not help the matter.

Qu Qingluo stepped barefoot into the air.

Under the feet, above the head, and in all directions, there are discs of light converging, and the hexagrams in the middle are vertical and horizontal, outlining a complicated array.

Slowly turning, all phenomena in the world have evolved.

Heaven, earth, mountains and lakes emerged, surrounding the moon.

Wind, thunder, water and fire surged towards the pagoda.

When the strong wind hit, it only made the wind chimes on the eaves of the tower shake slightly, making a pleasant sound.

The orb bloomed with a misty Buddha's light, and when the thunder struck, the Buddha's light flashed slightly, and then disappeared without a trace.

Water and fire rolled up and poured all of them into a vase.

It can't shake the pagoda in the middle of the moon, and it can't even get close to the pagoda.

"Benefactor Qu, you are a holy woman of the Xuanmu religion. You are high above the nine heavens, and you don't step on the mundane world. Why do you want to be depraved? It's not too late to look back now. If you wait until the threads of love are entangled and the strands of hatred bind you, it will be difficult to get out. .”

Monk Baoyue's peaceful voice came from the moon wheel.

Qu Qingluo stood in the void: "Baoyue, don't talk too much, if you want to harm him, pass me first."

"Ugh……"

"Why bother?"

Baoyue's peaceful voice resounded, and a vajra pestle shook slightly on one side of the pagoda.

"Humph!"

Qu Qingluo let out a muffled snort, and immediately fell from the sky.

A hand protruded from the tower.

It is as white as jade, plump and round, just like the hands of Buddha statues in temples.

Although Jiang Zhou, who was hidden in the colorful haze, knew that Monk Baoyue was unlikely to dare to hurt her, he still couldn't help but flew out of the haze when he saw this scene.

At the same time, the four gods and demons with phases jumped out from the top door, stepped on the lotus seat of the sun wheel, and the great compassion and anger rolled like a dragon.

"what?"

"Buddhist Dharma Protector King Kong, Benefactor Jiang really has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

With a flip of the bergamot, it was changed from grasping to fishing.

It envelops Jiang Zhou, Qu Qingluo, and the four vajras with forms.

It seems to grab it in your hand.

"Bao Yue, you dare to bully my apprentice!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into the Dharma Realm.

The sound was extremely high and far away.

Like falling from the nine heavens.

It seems to be colder than the Wanzai Glacier.

And extremely majestic.

Along with the sound came endless wind, thunder, water and fire.

The thunder seemed to fall from the nine heavens.

The ground burst into flames.

The wind tore through the void, and black water gushed out of it.

It is also wind, thunder, water and fire.

But Qu Qingluo could hardly shake the pagoda.

The wind, thunder, water and fire in front of him caused the entire pagoda to vibrate violently.

The moon in the sky is shining brightly.

The wind chimes rattled wildly.

All the treasures and Buddhist vessels are all shining brightly.

The sound of booming continued.

Baoyue in the Dharma Realm looked bitter.

He didn't see the person, but he knew who it was.

That's why he didn't use his means to take down Jiang Zhou in the first place.

Today's Yangzhou gathers all directions, hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

If there is too much movement, it will definitely alarm those existences that even he is afraid of.

Baoyue never imagined that it would be so difficult for her to capture a third-rank junior by herself, she tried her best but failed.

However, this also strengthened Bao Yue's determination to take Jiang Zhou back to the temple.

"Master Xuanmu, the old monk has no intention of keeping disciples in trouble, but this son is related to the inheritance of the Dharma lineage of our temple. Please also give the old monk a face and don't interfere."

Jiang Zhou saw a figure walking step by step from the void.

There is a divine light shrouded in his body, but his appearance is invisible.

But the breath on his body makes people look up to the sky.

It is like a god living in the nine heavens coming to the world.

Even just a single figure is enough to suffocate and move the soul.

The figure's eyes cast a solid gaze: "Qing Luo, follow me."

This is a colder and more indifferent voice than Qu Qingluo's.

When Qu Qingluo saw this figure, he was not surprised, and remained calm.

Falling in front of Jiang Zhou, he said calmly, "Master, this disciple wants to take him along."

"Humph."

The man snorted softly, but it seemed to be able to freeze the whole world.

"I have already said that this kid has bad intentions for you. Your wings are so stiff that you don't even listen to what you say as a teacher?"

Qu Qingluo shook her head lightly: "Master, he has no ill intentions."

The man said coldly: "No need to say more, just follow me immediately."

Qu Qingluo looked at that person without blinking.

His eyes are clear, but firm.

Jiang Zhou suddenly felt a bit of icy cold.

It was a gaze that fell on him.

The figure shrouded in divine light was aloof, and said coldly: "Boy, you are a good means to coax my apprentice to be devoted to you, but are you very proud?"

Jiang Zhou endured the discomfort, and smiled and said: "Senior Master, this junior and Qing Luo are just confidants of good faith and morality. They are pure and innocent. They do not involve in personal affairs between men and women, let alone have dirty hearts."

The man in Shenguang said coldly: "Qingluo? You call so intimately, how dare you argue?"

Jiang Zhou said helplessly: "Senior leader, even if you don't believe in the junior, Qing Luo is the senior's beloved disciple, so you should trust her?"

"It's really eloquent."

The man in Shenguang said coldly: "No matter what you think in your heart, for Qing Luo's sake, I won't argue with you, stay away from her in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Qing Luo, do you want to do it yourself for the teacher?"

"Master..."

Qu Qingluo was still waiting to insist, but the man interrupted: "Don't talk about it, this kid has his own teacher, doesn't he have any elders? Does he need you, an outsider, to intervene?"

As soon as Shenguang's words fell, a burst of wild laughter suddenly spread into Baoyue's Vajra Dharma Realm.

"Hahahaha!"

"Who said he has no elders?"

A pair of dirty hands suddenly protruded from the void.

Like tearing apart the void, it actually tore a hole in Baoyue's Vajra Dharma Realm.

A man with messy hair and dirty body got out from inside.

The man walked up to Jiang Zhou step by step.

He raised his head and cursed: "Baoyue is bald, bullying the small with the big, so shameless."

"Come, come, come, you are capable, I will fight you!"

"Baozhu!"

"It's you?!"

Monk Baoyue's Taoism is profound, and the ancient well is calm. When he saw this man, he was shocked.

Emerge from the pagoda.

His face was full of shock.

"Pooh!"

The visitor coughed out a mouthful of thick phlegm and flew towards Baoyue like a sharp arrow.

With Baoyue's cultivation level, she was shocked by this mouthful of thick phlegm. With a push with both hands, the immeasurable Buddha's light turned into a golden wall and blocked in front of her.

"when!"

This mouthful of thick phlegm spat on the golden wall, like hitting a giant bell, there was a loud bang, the vibration was unbearable, and the void was shaking.

Monk Baoyue showed a little embarrassed look.

The man saw that a mouthful of thick phlegm didn't make any contribution, and he didn't care.

Put a dirty little finger into his nostrils, stirred it a few times, and cursed: "Bullshit treasure! I was born with no name and no surname. If you want to yell, I will fuck you!"

(End of this chapter)