Dragon Vein Martial God

Miaokong sees the appearance of Honglian and says a confession. The Sanskrit voice disappears.

Red pity fidgety appearance also therefore restore as usual, just with a little palpitation pull Jiangting's clothes Jue.

"Don't worry."

First of all, Jiang Ting comforted him, and then he turned his head: "the Dharma of the master is really profound, but Jiang's eyes are clumsy."

"Since I am a Buddhist monk and a Buddhist dharma, I am proud of myself."

After a pause, miaokong sat on the top of the mountain with ordinary kindness: "if you want to enter the imperial family, you can't leave all your homework behind."

Jiang Ting has no interface, but looks at the red fox, eyes quietly cold.

"Don't Don't kill me Fox instant voice, voice full of fear.

Miaokong throws the red fox in front of Jiang Ting: "everyone will be punished for the evil spirit. This evil spirit has offended the hermit. I think it's not a pity to die. I've given her all the magic power. If the hermit wants to revenge, just do it."

Jiang Ting's face remained unchanged: "Hong Lian has robbed her spirit."

"Well." Red pity with palpitations staring at a wonderful empty, then just hand, began to absorb the power of red fox.

The Fox began to scream, "don't Even if you absorb my skill, it's almost useless to you now. Let me go Ah... "

The cry is full of desolation.

Unfortunately The people here are unmoved.

Except Jiang Ting, Hong Lian doesn't care at all.

And miaokong Miaokong is now the biggest factor of evil, how can it change color?

As for Jiang Ting Don't say the fox demon is not a person, even if it is a person, he can't care, the rules of three he, these things, see more.

After a long time, the fox demon turned into a mummy.

Jiang Ting said for the first time, "how about Hong Lian?"

Red pity showed a little disappointment: "feeling, not as good as the effect of an ordinary person."

Jiang Ting suddenly revealed his exploration That fox demon's strength is not low, how can even ordinary people are inferior?

"I don't know. I just feel that her strength is hard for me to absorb." Red pity with a touch of shame bow, as if extremely sorry Jiangting.

"You don't have to be disappointed. It's normal."

After a pause, miaokong laughed: "if ghosts and Demons devour each other, their power sources are similar, and they can hardly improve their skills If you want to improve quickly, you can only absorb the essence and spirit of the human race, and then quickly refine yourself to increase your power. Among them, the effects of Wulin experts and Taoist Buddhism are the most important. "

Jiang Ting's face became calm: "where is the nearest Taoist or Buddhist gate?"

Miaokong said with a smile: "a hundred miles away, there is a Kushan temple. I know the distribution of Buddhism in the world."

With words, a ripple rises and becomes a map in the semi cavitation. There are many places blooming on the map.

At first glance There are not many places to bloom, only more than 100.

However, the strength of the place that can be recorded by miaokong must not be underestimated.

Jiang Ting is still observing, but miaokong whispers: "general Feng Hai has completely left. I can only meet the hermits by virtue of my great Zhou Qi luck. If the hermits come across some non-human beings with a trace of Buddha's spirit, they can help I am in the capital of the emperor, waiting for the arrival of my family. "

After that, miaokong smiles, and her figure turns into a ripple and disappears.

Jiang Ting can see that miaokong's body dissipates on its own because of almost the same energy consumption Unless miaokong of the imperial capital re unites himself, otherwise, he should not be able to see it.

At this time, Hong Lian said, "young master, can we really beat those Taoist and Buddhist schools?"

"With my noble spirit, they are just mortals." Jiang Ting has a smile on his face.

Red pity smell speech, not in voice, grasp Jiang Ting's wrist will fly in a certain direction.

………… About one hundred and twenty miles away in the mountains, there is a temple that covers an area of several miles.

Kushan temple.

This temple is located in the deep mountain. There are about 300 monks and Shamis in the temple.

With a streamer of light, Hong Lian comes from the sky with Jiang ting.

Jiang Ting looks at the mountain in front of him, and his mouth rises slightly It's really Buddhism with Buddhism.

He can see that the Ku Shan Temple is covered by some kind of magic array. If his strength is not enough, he can't see the Ku Shan Temple in the deep mountain The only thing that disappoints him is that the number is a little small.

There are only three hundred people in one clan.

"Young master, what shall we do next?" Hong Lian grabs Jiang Ting's hand and makes a little effort.

Jiang Ting's eyebrows remain unchanged: "I'll do it. Based on my noble spirit, this dry mountain temple is not worth mentioning."

"Well." With the response, red pity turns into smoke and penetrates into Jiang Ting's eyebrows.

Jiang Ting quietly fell outside the illusory array of Ku Shan Temple: "when you meet Jiang, it's your life. It's not good."After that, Jiang Ting raised his foot and entered Then he found that the magic array was launched, and a mountain forest appeared. If he couldn't see through the magic array, he would walk away from Kushan temple from other directions.

However, it's just a magic array. How can he be trapped?

Between the thoughts, Jiang Ting raised his feet and walked along the direction towards the Mountain Gate of Ku Shan Temple Mirage began to change constantly, in front of him appeared a variety of canyons, cliffs, abysses.

Unfortunately, he couldn't hide his sight.

As a result, he just walked out of the magic array and appeared in front of the gate of Kushan temple Because of the appearance of Kushan temple and the sound of Sanskrit, we can see countless Buddha illusions in the depth of Kushan temple.

Two Shamis guarding at the mountain gate are puzzled: "who is the benefactor?"

"Kill your people." With words, Jiang Ting raises his foot over the two Shamis, and the two swords show up without sound.

Then, under Jiang Ting's active control, just for a moment, his energy and spirit were more than his sword light.

Not only will the consumption of hand supplement, even let the strength of red pity slightly improve a little.

Red pity in the eyebrow, only exclaimed: "childe, how do you do it?"

She found that the refining speed of Jiangting was too fast It was impossible for her to imagine that the essence had been thoroughly refined before it entered her body.

"Maybe I'm in a high mood." Jiang Ting did not explain in detail and continued to raise his feet.

The speed of raising feet is not fast, it seems to be slow, but in fact, one step is just like the end of the world Just one step away, he disappeared at the gate and entered the main hall of Kushan temple.

"Who are you?"

"How did you get in?"

"Benefactor, why did you break into my Kushan temple?"

With bursts of noise and low drinking, many bald monks looked at Jiang Ting, their faces uncertain.

Jiang Ting looked at many monks and said with a smile, "it seems that you can't master the Dharma very well."

Between the words, a sword light rises, and then directly cleaves towards the nearest monk.