Man Huang Feng Bao

Surrounded by a quiet fog, the mysterious master seems to have left without any response.

The old devil wearing a red dress turned away from the island and stared at a few Leimen disciples. His face gradually squirmed and murderous. The faucet walking stick in his hand was red and moving. It seems that life has to be turned into a piece. The real dragon rushed up.

Several of the Leimen disciples became more and more scared, and they were pale.

"Predecessors, no longer show up, don't blame my ancestors, my heart is hot."

The old devil headed out from the island and said to him, and finally said to the fog in front of the left.

The battle that was just lost was too awkward. The more he thought about it, the more he was unwilling, and he was reluctant to let go of these few Leimen disciples. But scruples to the mysterious master hidden in the fog, I don’t dare to act rashly, and my heart is very entangled. It’s just that I don’t dare to shoot, and I feel even more uncomfortable.

The fog is filled, and the sight is no better than ten meters away.

The surroundings are still quiet, the whole world is like a huge grave, and there is no response to the cold and quiet. For a long time, when the old devil headed off the island, the caduceus crutches in his hand stood up. When he couldn’t help but want to shoot, a sigh of sigh finally came from the fog. “One day in the mountains, one year in the mountains, I am old and long. I haven't seen any outsiders for a long time. This little brother, do you really want to see me?"

The old voice sounded again, and the faint sound sounded a little ethereal. I didn’t know where it came from, as if it came from a fog not far away, and listened carefully, it was like uploading from nine days; It is also coming from the depths of the underground, which is unpredictable.

The old devil head from the island's scattered face quickly sank.

When the old voice rang, he screamed at the soul and tried to lock the opponent's position. As a result, nothing was obtained. I can't sense the location of the other party, I don't know the other person's repairs, I only hear the sounds of others.

Master!

This is really a master!

The old devil head was shocked by the scattered hearts of the island, and the more he felt that the other side was so unfathomable that he was called a little brother by the other party, and there was nothing in his heart.

Counting it, he is also a lot older, and he has been in the waters for hundreds of years. He is also qualified in front of the average person. However, if the mysterious master lurking in the fog is really the elders of the Leimen legend, he is really a little brother in front of him.

The old devil head flickered from the island and began to hesitate.

Just turning around and leaving, how can I not be reconciled, and finally wait for a few Leimen disciples to go out and practice, let them find it later. But there is a mysterious master who is unfathomable, and the reckless action may have to pay a heavy price. In the end, perhaps not only will not be humiliated by a few Leimen disciples, but will have to take their lives.

"Predecessors, you are the legendary elders in the legend of Leimenmen?" The old devil head asked the scattered people from the island, and several of the Leimen disciples also listened, and the face was obviously excited and expecting.

If the mysterious master in the fog is really the legendary elders running the thunder, it will be a good news for the great, and they will not be afraid of leaving the island to disperse the old devil. The demon gate will also go from bad to worse. Welcoming a super-master's seat, the revival is just around the corner, no longer afraid of the attack of the enemy and the overseas world.

Surrounded by silence, the mysterious man did not respond, did not admit it, did not deny it, seemed to disdain, and seemed to have gone far.

The old devil head is somewhat mad at the island, and is tossed by this mysterious master. If he is not there for a while, he will be tortured and mad. So he is unwilling to take it, he does not dare to do it, and his heart can’t tell the uncomfortable.

"Predecessors, the ancient cultivators said that the blood of the palace, how to understand this 'palace'?" Tangle for a while, the old devil suddenly asked, once, ask the doubts on cultivation, and second, it is also a sideline to confirm the mystery Human identity.

"Pushing the blood through the palace, there are three realms, the first is the five internal organs; the second is the vein; the third is the physical trick." The old voice passed out, this time there was no silence.

A simple sentence to push the blood, and there are three realms?

The old devil head shines away from the island, and the expert knows if there is any bright hand. The mysterious master does not show up, but this simple and simple sentence shows that it is profound, which is not a common cultivator. opinion. After a pause, remember the words of the mysterious master, and ask, "How do you understand the predecessors, the heart and soul of the ancient avatar?"

"The ancient avatar technique is actually a wrong name. In the ancient times, the correct name was the distraction. The real avatar must be the result of the spiritual cultivating to a certain realm. The spirit is divided into two, with the deity. And the first avatar; then, after a long period of cultivation, thick and thin hair, two students three, this has a second avatar; then, three things and so on, and finally thousands of avatars will never die. The heart and everything, in fact, is the three things, the soul and the mind are fundamental, but unfortunately, most people do not know the true practice of cultivation, many people's avatars, in fact, is only a flaw in self-deception."

The old voice came from the fog, and after a few simple explanations, a sigh sighed.

"Predecessors, then if the spirit is not strong enough to force the practice of ancient avatars, what will happen?" The old devil heads from the island to ask again, and some can't wait.

"The road to cultivation, this is the road to the sky, the survival of the fittest."

The mysterious master faintly answered, the language was concise, and the thoughts were cold and chilling, and he paused and said: "Is it out of the island? Is it not too bad to see your cultivation, only a half step can break through It’s a pity that you may never be able to wait for that day. The ancient martial arts technique is not something that everyone can cultivate. According to your period, is there a tingling sensation? When is it not? A burst of tingling is that you are limited, go back and prepare."

After a word, the surrounding calm down, the mysterious master no longer responds.

The old devil headed out of the island and reached out to press his own door, his face changed greatly, and he turned away without saying a word.

From the beginning to the end, the mysterious master did not show up, just said a few words, but this is enough.

The sound is old, proficient in the thundering door, the magical spirit of the Leimen, and the knowledge is profound. It is not worth mentioning that it is not worth mentioning. This is a master, except for the legendary elders of the Leimen. Who can I have?

In the past, the old demon head was scattered from the island, and after confirming the identity of the mysterious person, he turned and left. Listening to the mysterious person saying this, he panicked in his heart. The most important thing now is not to explore the lost city of the Kraken Sacred Land, but how to solve his own heart. Otherwise, the ancient martial arts practice is not successful, but it is necessary to usher in its own limit, then the tragedy.