Genius Fortune-teller

As the wind roars, bright lights explode over the Ganges River, and then change into countless shapes. It looks beautiful, but it is fleeting. This light is like those new stars in the Qimen river. Although it was brilliant at the beginning, it quickly dissipates, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared in the world.

Pranaboo closed his eyes and recited a spell in his mouth. At that time, Lin Baideng felt that the cool air around him had become hot and dry, and the red evil spirit around pranaboo's body had become more and more intense, which was very strong, but it didn't leak out at all. It just gathered around him for a long time.

Lin Bai understood that this red breath should be the murderous gas produced by pranaboo's fierce cutting in recent years. After years of growth, these murderous Qi will turn into killing and cutting evil Qi. Although it can't be manipulated, it has the effect of subduing people without fighting. It's also a sharp weapon to harm the opponent's mind.

Although Lin Bai was afraid of this evil spirit, his figure didn't mean to stop at all. He Tu Luo Shu held it tightly in his hand and urged the evil spirit breath from the place of absolute Yin to attack pranabu. He wanted to compete with the breath that pranabu manipulated.

A cold and a hot two breath suddenly blend, the air inside will spread the sound of bursts of gas explosion, and with the beginning of the two tug of war, some plants around Linbai and pranaboo also began to wither. But the shape of the withered plants was different. On one side of pranaboo was charred charcoal, while the plants around Lin Bai were frozen in the ice.

You know, pranaboo had already begun to plan the layout before Lin Bai. Around the Ganges, he has already arranged a lot of arrays that can bless his own magic. It is precisely because he is already familiar with the manipulation of the array, that prana's skill is as effective as his finger and arm.

I've arranged for such a long time, and I've been immersed in it for many years. But this young man from China is just a newcomer. He is in a hurry to fight. He can even draw with himself when he is blessed by the array. This change makes him realize that he has met a real opponent. If he is not careful, he may die here.

Pranab and chagna are generally outstanding in the inheritance of ancient Indian yoga. His ancient yoga practice has reached the highest level, and his spiritual understanding is far beyond that of chagna, who is the descendant of the goddess of Galilee.

Without any hesitation, Pranab immediately urged his mental power, and actually mixed the red killing evil spirit around his body into his technique. Lin Bai was greatly surprised by this change. It was the first time that he had ever seen someone who could use this method. It was really rare.

As soon as the evil spirit of killing and cutting mixed into pranabu's technique, his anger soared, and his counterattack against Lin Bai became more and more fierce. Moreover, the temperature he was carrying suddenly completed the transformation of dryness and coldness. A cold boundless chill along all directions toward Lin Bai's body will pour in.

This sudden change made Lin Bai feel as if he had suddenly fallen into the ice and snow from the sultry tropical region. Even in the depth of his bone marrow, there was a chill, and his ruddy cheeks became very pale at this time.

At the moment when Lin Bai's body changed from hot to cold, the light of Hetu Luoshu suddenly burst out, from which countless Yang evil breath poured out, and immediately covered all these cold breath. Although his body returned to calm, Lin Bai's mind could not calm down, and even his back was covered with cold sweat.

The inheritance of ancient Indian civilization can't be underestimated, especially for the old undead people like pranabu. They don't know how to study these techniques, so they have to deal with them carefully!

Seeing that this wave of attack played a little role, pranabu's face showed a look of joy. His hands were pinching fast, and his body was more like those gods in Indian mythology and legend. He constantly changed his posture, condensed all kinds of incredible attitudes, and urged the killing spirit and spirit around him to attack Lin Bai!

But he Tu Luo Shu in hand, how can Lin Bai let him succeed. The breath of Yang Sha spreads outwards, and Sheng Sheng dissipates wave after wave of attacks like waves. At the beginning, pranaboo thought that Lin Bai was just supporting. But after a long time, he found that Lin Bai's face was still the same. He knew that his plan might be miscalculated.

After recent contact with the inheritors of ancient Indian civilization, Lin Bai understood that their moves were different from those of the Chinese Prime Minister. They not only had to attack technically, but also had to cooperate with the ancient martial arts to subdue them.

Looking at the fluctuation of pranaboo's mind about his failure, Lin Bai seizes this opportunity, steps out with an arrow, hands like a knife, and cuts away towards pranaboo's throat.

It's not in vain to be polished by Li Tianyuan when he was a child in Maoshan, and it's not in vain to learn the means of wandering in Qimen's rivers and lakes to gain the advantages of ancient Chinese martial arts. After this step, Lin Bai's body seemed to be a spring, and shot out. In an instant, he came to pranabu's body. The cold wind brought by the hand knife swept in and made pranabu's body cold.But pranabu's hard work in these years is not due to the strong wind. The stimulation of ancient yoga on human body's potential and flexibility can be said to be the best in the world. Although Lin Bai's speed was fast enough, his body fell back in a strange posture just as the knife was about to fall on his neck.

But the speed was a little slower than that of Lin Bai. Although Lin Bai's hand knife didn't touch his body, the strong wind still cut a bloodstain on his neck, and the blood gushed out in an instant.

"Sure enough, I have some Kung Fu. In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" Pranabu put his hand to his neck and stared at the blood on his hands. His eyes became more and more poisonous and spicy, and he was gnashing his teeth.

At the beginning of the speech, pranabu's body suddenly changed, and his fingers stained with blood from his neck drew a few strange runes on his cheek. Then his body changed, and he murmured in his mouth. His eyes full of evil intent were staring at Lin Bai's position, and the imitation Buddha wanted to swallow him alive.

With the twist of his body, pranaboo's smile became more and more ferocious. His left arm bent slightly and stretched into his crotch at a strange angle, while his right arm was wrapped around his neck.

Looking at the old guy's posture, Lin Bai was stunned. The more he looked, the more similar the way those perverts who like sexual abuse use suffocating sex. But before Lin Bai's reaction, the vitality of heaven and earth converged in the direction of pranaboo. With his body as the center, the vitality fluctuated constantly and the mental power scattered everywhere, which made his head dizzy.

Moreover, with these changes, there was a sound similar to the cutting of gold and stone in his body. At the beginning, the sound was small, but it was deafening only a moment later. Moreover, the place where pranabu was in the eye of heaven was completely shrouded by that kind of red killing spirit, and the breath of palpitating terror rose majestically.

By this sound a shock, Lin Bai can't help but then stretch out a hand toward ear side Wu go. But as if the sound could penetrate all the barriers, the blocking of both hands could not do anything at all. The sound wave pierced into his ears and made Lin Bai's face look painful. His chest and abdomen were depressed, blood was surging up, and there was a strange swelling red on his neck and cheek.

"The art of divine descent?" On one side of the temple, the Buddhist monk saw this scene and could not help covering his mouth and exclaiming! As a descendant of the goddess of Galilee, how can she not recognize the types of Arts in the inheritance of ancient Indian civilization.

It is a very dangerous method in the inheritance of ancient Indian civilization. The meaning of this method is quite different from that of the head lowering method. It is for the purpose of coming. To put it bluntly, it is to build a way to communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth through one's own blood, and then use the magic power similar to the coming of ancient gods. It is incomparable in power, but it also does great harm to one's own body.

At this time, pranabu used this method, obviously intended to fight against Lin Bai. Chan Jia's face changed and pondered for a long time. He said to Lin Bai in a deep voice: "be careful, Lin Bai, this divine descending skill is strange and impermanent, but he can't persist for too long. As long as you can hold him back, you can win the final victory!"

"As a Brahmanic saint, you are not afraid of the fury of the goddess of Galilee when you collude with outsiders! Today I will clean up her door and kill you! " When pranabu heard that Yan Jie was laughing, his eyes were staring at Lin Bai, his mouth suddenly opened, and a surge of energy rushed towards Lin Bai.

Under the influence of this technique, the surrounding space seems to be suddenly dimmed, and the fireworks in the sky seem to have lost their color at this time. As if out of the bondage of time and space, this method fluctuated, and in an instant he reached Lin Bai's less than three steps.

Lin Bai frowned tightly, his legs separated slowly, and his eyes were bright. At this moment, his hands had been put down, and he recited the pure heart mantra in his mouth to resist the attack of the strange sound. His hands were constantly changing in the air, and sketched out all kinds of patterns like ancient totems. Success or not, in this fight!

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