God-slaughtering King

Huameng simply looked around. The courtyard was really old and dilapidated. He couldn't see anything. He said casually at the moment.

It seems that he felt the killing intention between Huameng's words. Although one of the three old monks did not speak, he silently said, "Chu Jun's soul has not gathered... No matter what the old story is, he can't get out of the clean water. Although it's reckless, please leave."

Hua Meng smelled the speech and looked at the old monk who opened his mouth. His face was cold. Then he stretched out his hand and didn't see any superfluous actions. The three old monks were like great enemies. They turned their palms and suddenly took their hands. The water color in the square pond gradually rose, but slowly spread out.

Hua Meng stopped at will when she saw this. The three old monks were really clever. Hua Meng first let go of the prohibition in the fangtang without waiting for her hand.

The water in the square pond is clear, and you can vaguely see that there seems to be a figure in it. Huameng only glances at it, but he also recognizes that this person is the Duanmu bank he is looking for. But at the moment, the appearance of Duanmu line is vaguely blurred, which is not because of the water color.

The pure water in the water purification Zen temple is the most precious treasure for moistening the soul of health preservation in the world. The soul should be very solid when entering it, but the soul of this wooden line is unstable, but it looks like a little scared.

Without waiting for Huameng to speak, the old monk who had just spoken continued, "when he came, he was restless. Even if he had been nurtured for many days, he didn't get better."

Hua Meng frowned when she heard the speech. Unexpectedly, although it was a few twists and turns, now she only looked at such a broken soul, but there was no anger on Hua Meng's face.

"You can have a baby..."

Hua Meng turned and left in a simple sentence. The three old monks looked at each other and saw a trace of confusion in each other's eyes. But Hua Meng didn't explain it. He walked out of the water purification temple and out of the gate, but he turned and looked at the shabby little temple. "In this way, there is one left. It seems that the will of heaven is like this. Let me see what the tricks are."

The sudden appearance of Huameng brought the water purification Zen courtyard to the wind and rain, which made people uneasy, but also fleeting, which made people wonder what it meant.

Although he tried his best to resist, he never solved the prohibition of flowering dream. He returned to the Jingshui Buddhist temple three days and three nights later. The three old monks he saw were still the same, and his heart was relieved.

"Unclean, come forward and give you something."

Unclean just entered the main gate. He just glanced at the three masters in the yard and didn't speak. The old monk in the courtyard was silent.

Not only smelling the speech, but also not thinking about it, he walked forward quickly and bowed his head to listen. In the clean water pond behind him, there was a trace of water rising slowly.

In the fruit forest, Nanmen maple is lying on the ground. At the moment, his eyes are closed. The old wine head turns into a six armed crazy ape. His four arms are broken. If his body is stained with blood, he washes his teeth and grins, but he presses Nanmen Maple's forehead with one hand. With a little effort, he can see it red and white.

After Hua Menghe and bu Jing left, although the South Gate maple is the seed of Jianmu, the black air rose, but the six armed crazy ape transformed by old wine head became braver and braver, and there was no simple straight fist between fist moves. It was hidden that all kinds of skills and skills of all schools were fully displayed. Under the six armed hundred moves, even if the seed of Jianmu was added to South Gate maple, there was no way to avoid the six armed crazy ape transformed by old wine head.

However, with the rampant growth of Nanmen maple, Nanmen Maple did not die, and Nanmen Maple could not control it. After several attempts, both sides were hurt. Finally, the six armed crazy ape incarnated by old wine head fought with four arms, but it was a small victory over Nanmen maple.

On the open space, there was only the heavy gasp of the six armed crazy ape transformed by the old wine head. So far, both of them were bloody. Although the old wine head was half better than the South Gate maple, the South Gate Maple fainted and had no backhand force with the calming of the Jianmu seed.

The six armed mad ape turned from old wine head pressed one hand on the forehead of Nanmen maple, and the blood on his arm flowed through the forehead of Nanmen maple, but it was silent for a moment.

"I can't say. The old man is also out of strength for a while. If not, I'm afraid you can't keep it."

On the branch, it seemed that Nanmen Maple woke up, and old wine head also got up and sat up.

"Do you know Huameng?"

Nanmen Feng simply looked at his injury and unknowingly recovered. Earlier, the battle with the six armed crazy ape incarnated by old wine head was not fist and foot, or even bone and blood. After this fierce death fight, he recovered at night. The seed of Jianmu is really mysterious and incomparable.

"She said her name was Huameng?"

Nanmen Feng asked casually. The old wine head picked his eyebrows. It seemed that he was surprised at the name of Huameng.

"Feel free. It doesn't matter whether it's Huameng or not. Since she can't leave with me, I have another chance to find it now."

Nanmen Feng sighed lightly. At first, there was still a mountain road to go. At present, it is not clear whether this means of tearing the world can deal with it. It is difficult to find them alone.

"Your boy is open-minded, but you don't have to worry. Although the woman's whereabouts are uncertain, she is paranoid and has no weight in her hands, she won't be difficult for the little girl."

The old wine head said a few words of relief, but he also picked an unknown fruit. The fruit forest was in a mess with the initial fight. At present, the fruit of this fruit tree is rarely intact.

Nanmen Feng couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the speech. "Elder, it's no comfort. If she really has no weight, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to stay here. I have to get up immediately."

"That little girl is very important to you? You practitioners don't value human feelings and eat wind and drink dew? It's rare that you will be fascinated by a little girl." in between words, old wine head picked a fruit and threw it into Nanmen Maple's hand. Although he fought hard before, both old wine head's holding hand and Nanmen Maple's pushing hand made a good impression on each other.

Nanmen Maple also took the fruit and took a bite. It was sour and sweet, but it was a good taste. "I met her when I first entered Southern Xinjiang. It was difficult in southern Xinjiang, and I never protected her. Even if I brought it, I should take her to the end. There is cause and effect between heaven and earth. Since I got her, I will certainly find the fruit."

The old wine head smiled, "you also know that this cause and effect is the destiny of heaven and earth. Where did you intervene? I heard you chased here all the way from the third world. It's really difficult for you just because of your physique."

Nanmen Feng frowned slightly, but he didn't tangle with Shi Qing. He just turned the topic and said, "the third broken boundary? Is there any other broken boundary except the swamp?"

"What you said about entering Southern Xinjiang, but you don't know that the broken boundary is really a corner of Southern Xinjiang. You say it's the broken boundary outside the swamp in front of the Yan Family's stone house. In fact, it's only the third broken boundary. The river is clear and doesn't produce plants, fish and shrimp. It's the second broken boundary... Since you can come from the Yan family, with the old man's temperament, I'm afraid your bones are cold."

The old wine head was talking about breaking the boundary. He inadvertently talked about Yan Shan of overbearing villa, but his voice and color were a little low. Nanmen Feng frowned slightly, but he was on guard in his heart. After all, he and the old wine head were only first acquaintances. Although they had some good impressions of each other, they were a little weak to say.

The old wine head seemed to notice the movement of Nanmen maple and turned to his airway, "You don't have to worry. Although the little old man of Yan family is an old friend of mine, he is also greedy. Although he has a lot of power through blood inheritance, in the final analysis, he still has his own form and is not proficient in practice, which has long been a curse. His temperament has changed greatly in the past hundred years, and I rarely visit him. Since you have such a powerful seed of wood, he must not practice boxing The old man with feet can't endure a few times... It's his destination. "

Although there is a lot of relief between the old wine head's words, it seems that he still has a lot of emotion when he thinks of the past.

Nanmen Feng frowned when he heard the speech, "I used to hear the name of the Yan family. It seems that there is the name of the three heavenly kings in southern Xinjiang. Elder?"

"Three heavenly kings?" as soon as Nanmen Feng's words fell, the old wine head smiled inexplicably. "There are no such people in southern Xinjiang who can dominate today, except for those who are young and ignorant."

Nanmen Feng heard the speech and was about to speak.

The old wine head seemed to know what Nanmen Feng thought, but then said, "not today. His ancestors had this name in the past, but I'm just a little old man in this orchard. Do you think it can be the name of the king of heaven?"

In addition to the words, the old wine head looked at the South Gate maple and smiled. The big rosacea nose seemed a little abrupt.

Seeing this, Nanmen Maple can't ask deeply. Whether the three heavenly kings exist or not is just an old thing. At the moment, Nanmen Maple just wants to know the trace of Huameng and want to know more about this southern Xinjiang.

"Master and Huameng are..."

Before Nanmen Feng finished speaking, he saw that the old wine head was biting the fruit, but a mouthful of blood spit directly on the fruit. For a moment, Nanmen Feng jumped on the branch in addition to surprise, and was about to come forward to visit.

Seeing the maple coming up from the south gate, the old wine head stretched out his hand, looked at the blood red fruit, and raised his eyebrows. "After eating for so many years, you won't let me eat it today?" between the words, he swallowed it with the blood and fruit.

Seeing this, Nanmen Maple flashed a different color in his eyes. At first, he didn't notice it, but when he approached, he felt that the breath on the old wine head was much weaker. Under the dead fight at the beginning, Nanmen Maple had a green awn of Jianmu seed. Although it was scarred, it healed very quickly.

Compared with the old wine head, one punch and one foot are solid. He can only resist with his own physical quality. In addition, under the violent run of the last wood seed, the old wine head can't recover in such a moment.

"I don't know her well... I saw her in the past, but I didn't see her. I vaguely felt that she should have used a pseudonym, but I didn't care about the name. She came to see me today just to tell me that you have Jianmu seeds. As for others, I can't help you."

The old wine swallowed the bloody fruit at the first mouthful, and looked slightly positive, but said calmly.

Nanmen Feng saw this, but he didn't say much. After thinking about it, he still said, "senior, my kind of wood can heal the wound. See?"