Rebirth: The Abandoned Cultivator

Nangongyin can clearly see that there are nine old voices with white eyebrows and hair coming out of the mysterious world and flying directly towards them with extremely fast speed.

Thousands of monks in Xiaolin Temple march forward in order. The terrible momentum condenses into one. They press forward and stop nangongyin's breathing.

Ye Tian, one of the world's psychics, is very fast. He is constantly playing out the general formula. The world's psychics are constantly distorted and confused, and even forced by him to turn to another place.

During this period, he felt that the two little swords left on Cheng Haonan's body were the best way to locate him. He constantly changed the direction of the world's psychics, and wanted to be close to where Cheng Haonan was.

This earth shaking power is terrible to the extreme. It's a pity that few people in the world can enjoy such a magnificent scene.

"Boom!"

The bronze bell in Xiaolin temple, which weighs dozens of tons, was photographed by Cheng Haonan with real Qi and stood on his head.

Snowflakes flying all over the sky, with a huge copper bell, it looks very strange.

"What do you want to do when you come to Xiaolin temple?"

An old monk with white eyebrows roared his hand. He was cut into a mountain by Cheng Haonan. He couldn't move for a long time.

All the monks in the Kobayashi temple were shocked. Nangong Yindu looked at Cheng Haonan in surprise. He couldn't believe it.

But the old monk was beyond the existence of the sixth level. He was so powerful that he was so easily attacked by Cheng Haonan. It really subverted other people's three outlooks.

Cheng Haonan directly opened the inner sky and brought out dozens of black dogs. Ruffian dragon and dragon baby skiled and bled skillfully.

A fire is set up under the huge bronze bell. Cheng Haonan directly gathers the aura of heaven and earth, turns the scattered snowflakes into snow water, and melts them into the bronze bell. The raging flame burns, and the ruffian dragon and dragon baby spit out dragon flame.

In the snow, Cheng Haonan and his party stewed dog meat outside Xiaolin temple.

Cheng Haonan was still smiling: "on such a snowy day, I specially cooked a pot of dog meat for many masters. Such delicious dog meat is the best in the world.

In this heavy snow, I talk about life with many masters and taste delicious dog meat. It's a great enjoyment of life. "

Nangongyin, the traitor, was speechless. Looking at Cheng Haonan and the many stunned monks in Xiaolin temple, he was completely speechless!

"Boom!"

Just as everyone is stunned, the world in front of Cheng Haonan suddenly breaks up, showing a strange world of psychics. Endless thunder and lightning are shining in it, and a spirit and human figure are walking forward in the idle court, which makes everyone stunned.

Today's events are destined to be remembered by these people all their lives.

The lightning in the world's channeling is extremely terrible. When the shadow of the spirit confronts the lightning, a small thunder light of the spirit once flew out of the channeling.

It looks like a tiny hair like thunder light, which is insignificant. It floats in front of people and falls on a mountain. The whole mountain gives off a huge boom! The sound of rumble.

Under the gaze of all the people, the two peaks turned into ashes directly under the thunder light, and a huge pit appeared in the original place, in which even the gurgling water seeped out.

"This, this"

A strong man who came out of the metaphysical world saw such a scene, his legs were almost soft, and his words were not easy to say.

Just now, the tiny thunder light floated directly in front of him. He even wanted to pick it up with his hand, but the thunder light was too fast for his reaction.

Now he looks scared. Looking at the mountain peak and the huge hole not far away, he becomes dull. Such a sudden change almost scared him to pee.

Cheng Haonan's eyes are really hot. The ruffian dragon and baby dragon are also jubilant. They recognize the spirit figure in the world psychic.

"Master, you're going down too!"

Cheng Haonan is very excited, especially for ye Tian, who is equivalent to his teacher.

"Oumi hair, teacher Ye Tian has also come down. We can go to the 18th floor hell of Baidan city to have a look. At that time, I'll clean up all the little demons in Kunlun. I'll see if they dare to grab fruit from me. "

Longbaobao's two golden longan are narrowed into a line. I don't know what wonderful things he thought of. There is saliva flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

"Goblin, this makes the Dragon impossible to live."

Zijinxianlong howls. He is afraid of Ye Tian, and his perception is extremely complex.

Nangongyin has a look at Cheng Haonan. He is looking at the shadow of the spirit shrouded by endless thunder in the world's psychic communication.He pointed to Ye Tian and then to Cheng Haonan. The surprise in his eyes could not be covered, but the meaning was very obvious.

"You know the old man!"

He stammered out this sentence as if he had paid great courage, and the endless thunder and lightning in the world's psychic is still roaring.

Every time the lightning flashed, nangongyin was frightened. He was afraid that one of them might fly out and strike him, leaving him dead.

"My goodness, it's not interesting that you don't call me such delicious dog meat in winter."

An old monk with boundless weather all over his body suddenly appears in front of Cheng Haonan and his party.

The old monk's clothes were shabby, and his whole body was filthy. His face was covered with dirt, and people could not see his face clearly.

The hands under the ragged monk's clothes were like dry and thin chicken feet. They looked so thin that a gust of wind seemed to blow him down.

However, Cheng Haonan's face was dignified, and zijinxianlong was also like a great enemy. He could not look at Ye Tian in the world's channeling, and all of them looked at the old monk who suddenly appeared.

Many monks in Xiaolin Temple looked at each other, and no one recognized the origin of the old monk. Even a few white browed old monks who came out of the metaphysical world did not recognize the origin of the slovenly old monk.

The slovenly old monk did not take into account the surprise of the public. He just waved, and a piece of dog meat that had been boiling in the bronze bell flew into his hands.

The delicious dog meat spread far in the snow.

"My God is merciful, good, good. The old monk has not eaten dog meat for more than 3000 years. Good, good."

The slovenly old monk was eating dog meat while admiring it.

Thousands of monks outside the Kobayashi temple and the old monks who came out of the mysterious world were already in disorder in the wind.

This is a hermit from which Buddhism? So informal, tell me, I promise not to demolish that Buddhist temple.

The brows of several old monks who are the deepest practitioners are beating, and there are tens of thousands of alpacas running past in their hearts.

There are some little novices who do not practice deeply, but they secretly swallow their saliva in the fragrance of meat.

At this time, ye Tian, the world's psychic, looked at the monk with golden eyes. The slovenly old monk stopped at once