White-Robed Chief

Chu Li frowned.

There is a miracle in the secret mystery of the lotus, which is based on the power of the golden pond. Any disciple who practices the secret mystery of the lotus can perform this skill. The power depends on their own practice.

However, even if it is lowered, Jinchi's strength is enough.

Shen Xing fell into the golden pond, and the water in the golden pond splashed like a drop of gold juice scattered.

Then she floated up again.

Shen Xing's eyes widened.

She couldn't sink into the Jinchi, and the water in Jinchi seemed to emit her invisible power to repel her entry, but she could only float outside.

Chu Li flashed behind her, and the scout wanted to pick up the short sword around her waist.

With a humming sound, Shen Xing stabbed.

Chu Li flicked.

"Ding ..." The dagger trembled, and the golden light emitted shifted.

She stabbed again, and a blade of petals appeared in the blade.

"Ding ..." Chu Li flicked his fingers.

The power of the Lotus God Finger is also extraordinary under the impetus of planting the Lotus Sutra on the Sun and the Moon.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ..." After a few fingers, Shen Xing's hands and feet were sore.

The previous injury was too severe, and the operation was barely possible.

Chu Li laughed: "Shenzhen, let's stop, don't kill you!"

He anticipated that Shen Xing would play tricks in advance, so he was not mad and had the upper hand. As long as he seized this dead sword, he would remove a big threat.

Shen Xing sneered, still wielding a sword.

Just one stab in the sword is enough to kill him.

What's more, the treasure mirror was destroyed. This is the treasure of Huang Jizong's inheritance for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Well ..." Chu Li shook his head: "I don't see the coffin and don't weep. Since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He will have to perform the magic of Tianlian God, plus the power of Jinchi, it is not difficult to kill her, but here is Jinchi, a unique place.

Shen Xing sneered: "Okay, then kill me!"

Chu Li frowned, her face sinking, her heart raging.

The disciples of Huang Jizong can not kill, he can kill at any time, but Shen Xing is different. She is too strong in martial arts and threatens too much.

More importantly, she acted willfully and stubbornly. She saw life and death at every turn. If she did not kill him, she would kill herself.

For such a hot and beautiful beauty, even if he has compassion and cherishes the heart, he cannot dispel reason, and is full of murderous intentions.

Shen Xing felt keen, felt Chu Li's murderous power, and sneered: "Kill me, even if Emperor Ji Zong is soft, he must end up with you!"

Chu Li smiled coldly: "Shenzhen is too deserving of herself!"

Shen Xing was suspended above Jinchi, relaxed all over, and let Jinchi's power repel him, coldly: "Although Huang Jizong acts softly, he has a bottom line. When he kills me, he touches it to the end. They will never Come back and accept it! "

Chu Li froze slightly, then smiled: "So what, even if they kill the disciples, they are born again."

"Hey!" Shen Xing smiled proudly.

Chu Li frowned: "It seems that Emperor Ji Zong has treasures!"

Shen Xing glanced at him obliquely.

Chu Li was about to start, and suddenly there was a hawk in the sky.

Then a white shadow broke through.

"Om!" The void around him trembled violently.

Chu Li's face changed slightly.

He knew that the formation of Jinchi was broken. Someone could break the formation of Jinchi, unless he had his own general dehumanization.

Another hawk sounded.

A white eagle appeared in the sky.

Hundreds of feet away, Chu Li Dayuan Xuankong's mirror is clear.

The white eagle's wings spread about four feet, but its body looks thin, just like an ordinary eagle, its wings are extraordinarily large, and its eagle's beak flashes dark black iron in the sun.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the eagle, with a vertical pupil at the eyebrow.

Chu Lishen said: "God!"

Shen Xing straightly stepped in the void, frowning at the white eagle rushing over.

Chu Li suddenly closed his fingerprints and uttered a drink. The celestial beast in his mind had opened his eyes and stood up in the void, his hair shaking and his spirits shaking.

Chu Li said that he was drinking from the heavenly beast.

The white eagle suddenly slowed down.

Under the spirit beast, Chu Li is almost like a spirit beast, and can communicate directly with the white eagle, but the white eagle does not speak, only through eye contact.

Chu Li felt that a strange power circulated in Bai Ying's body.

He immediately understood that the **** of heaven broke through the formation with the help of the white eagle, otherwise it would not be possible for the **** of the gods to rely on the power of the **** himself.

He appeared in front of Bai Ying the next moment, and raised his fist loudly, "I am in the lotus position, I do n’t know how to teach?"

White Eagle stopped, suspended in the air, looked at Chu Li in doubt.

The thoughts flowing in his mind were clearly reflected in Chu Li's mind.

It is strange why Chu Li is kind, looks like a person, but can communicate with himself, like a spirit beast, really weird.

The man on Bai Ying was slender and handsome, with a gloomy eyebrows, looked down at Chu Li coldly, and said lightly, "This is Jinchi, right?"

Chu Lidao said: "Yes, I don't know what your intention is?"

The gloomy middle-aged man nodded slowly, looked at Jin Chi, and turned a blind eye to Chu Li and Shen Xing.

Chu Li frowned.

Looking at the Dayuan Xuankong mirror, I can't see through the middle-aged man. From the breath alone, he far surpasses Zhou Zeyang and is obviously the top master in the gods.

Shen Xing Chu Li, who is gloating and happy, www.readwn.com ~ Chu Li is multi-purpose, watching the middle-aged man, glancing at Shen Xing, shaking his head.

Shen Xing poked his mouth.

The two already communicated through eyes.

"Okay! Okay!" The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction: "It's worth the gold!"

Chu Lidao said, "How did you find here?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Do you think we don't know Jinchi? Don't know Jiuyuyuan, don't know the Zaohuatan?"

Chu Li frowned and said, "It seems that your gods have been watching for a long time!"

"Yes," the middle-aged man slowly said, "such a magical state is not something that you humans can occupy and enjoy!"

Chu Lidao said: "I haven't asked your name!"

"Wu Qirui!" The middle-aged man said lightly: "Let's go, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill!"

Chu Li calmly said, "Let's go!"

"Hey!" Wu Qirui shook his head: "Sure enough, then you will die!"

He slammed it out.

A palm print appeared in the void, and it quickly expanded from the size of one hand to the size of a grinding disk when Chu was near.

The palm print is made of red gold, and the palm print is clearly visible.

Chu Li sideways avoided.

The palm print turned sharply and patted him again, faster.

Chu Li was surprised. He didn't expect such a clumsy and firm palm to be so agile, and he flashed again.

The palm print turned back again, rushed over again, the speed increased by two points, and turned into a golden light, which could not tolerate the evasion.

"Bang!" Chu Li confronted and flew out.

The palm print turned into Chu Li's body as a light.

Chu left his body frozen.

"Knowing you have supernatural power, you can't run away this time!" Wu Qirui's somber face showed a smile of satisfaction.

Chu Li only felt that his body was heavy and stiff, as if he had been poured by gold juice, his body style was slowed down a lot, and the magic foot power was also restricted.