The white masked man couldn’t get through it, and he hated this Jingtian real person. He wanted to give him some color to see if he knew his true skill. He was about to speak when he heard an old woman’s secret language: "Don’t go down. The Red Crescent is still in the hands of the Lunar God, and it’s only a poor baby sword. Even the Zixiaxian Temple can’t resist it for nine hours. Her red silk sword contains The Hunger’s trapped soul. You can’t save anyone with Zixiaxian Temple, and you can’t accept anyone’s soul. If you fight hard with Red Crescent with your magic weapon, you can defeat her, but you have to use up the last two people yourself. How can you deal with it? "
Full-text novel reading updates faster, all in support of literary support! I don’t know who is talking to myself, but I can’t see such people when I sweep them with my mind. If I can speak in secret, it must be a figure of Du Jie period, but I can’t find it, but I can’t help but believe that I can calm down and watch the real person of Qingsong: "After you leave, just watch the red silk sword and take the initiative to admit defeat. Don’t be covered by the red silk sword or I will save you!"
Qingsong is really frightened. This is different from the original discussion. Bai Meng is also depressed. Only the red silk sword is written in the information of the mixed Jiang Jinlong, but this magic weapon has not been used for hundreds of years, just knowing how powerful and specific it is. No one knows. Anyway, I only know that few people have escaped from this red crescent grandmother alive.
Bai Meng thought there was nothing wrong with coming and going, but after all, he wanted to impress these three grandmothers. The strongest one had no practical significance at all. Seeing that Qingsong was going down, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed him. "If you don’t have enough information, you’ll suffer," she said. "Grandma Red Crescent still has a treasure in her hand. Just now, an old-timer informed me in a secret language. I want to think about it. If you go, I am afraid that the red crescent will not give me a chance to save you! "
The real pine breathed a long sigh of relief. He only felt his heart pounding and shook his head with Bai Meng with a wry smile: "I don’t care if I lose face on purpose." As long as the patriarch has a reputation, no matter how much face I lose, no one dares to laugh at the things that can kill me. What really scares me is whether the patriarch has a full grasp of winning her? "
Bai Meng frowned: "If what the elder said is correct, I only have … 40% to 50%, which is a lot. Even if I win, the consequences will not be much better than last time!"
On hearing this, the people on the virtual map immediately said, "Forget it, my uncle. It was in the hands of the Red Crescent that she was destroyed. At that time, she was a little girl. Now it’s even better to endure it!"
Jing Tian, a real person, was in a hurry and said, "How can we Taoist disciples be afraid of such a succubus? You don’t need to be modest … ugh!"
Bai Meng suddenly stared at him, and the real Jingtian couldn’t help but take a step back. He was rather timid and bent down slightly to sit down. Although the people on the virtual map were good guys, they couldn’t see past Lingbao. Everyone had made it very clear that Jingtian was still holding on to the handle and sneered at Jingtian. "Jingtian Zhangjiao is too far behind your brother’s ability to harm people. It doesn’t matter if you are stupid, but you think you are smart. That’s too bad!"
Bai Meng glanced at Jingtian real person. Today, he doesn’t care about anything, and he doesn’t have to be afraid of anything. He just drinks: "Jingtian Zhang teaches me that since you want to hurt me to death, don’t use Taoist friends to meet me in the future. Lingbao has survived the most difficult time. Now I’m not afraid of you. Shushan sent you to do whatever you like. Don’t wander around in front of me to make me angry!"
Jingtian’s real person was exposed by Bai Meng, but his heart was empty. But where can he stand this evil spirit? He said, "Lingbao, I, the Shushan Sect, have seen you for a few years, but it’s a shame to pick on others with a magic weapon. You … What do you want … The patriarch has something to say slowly!"
Bai Meng didn’t bother to swear with him that the mirror of reincarnation was facing Jingtian’s real face, and plumes of purple plough suddenly floated out of his body. He shouted, "This time it’s different. The grace ruler is a magic weapon that won’t be easily brought out compared with the treasure of the town in your door. You can’t help me. If you don’t get out, I won’t talk to you slowly!"
Jingtian’s real person has no face at this time. When he came, he was as happy as a fairy. Where is the emergency at the moment? I stepped on a purple sword with a swish and disappeared in a flash.
Seeing that Jingtian’s real person fled in a mess, the disciples of the Magic Sect only knew that they were scared by Grandma Red Crescent and cheered all over the mountains and shook the sky.
Bai Meng refused to speak, but listened to Grandmother Red Crescent shout loudly: "Can anyone be willing to leave without Taoist disciples being timid rats?"
Bai Meng immediately rode on a green chariot and shouted, "What if you have a skill? If I release a junior to fight with you, you will not accept it, but on the whole, you will lose. Today, I’m going to cross over a bunch of people like you in the Moon Magic Temple and enter the orthodoxy. Naturally, it’s better for you and me to meet for the last time. At that time, if I wait for a pulse to win and I lose to you, then it won’t be considered that I won a tie! "
Grandma Red Crescent laughed and shouted, "It’s good that you little doll should have such a big tone. If you lose a lot of Taoism and I lose to you, it’s even!"
Both of them are not people who nag nonsense. Now that they have agreed on the last battle, they will no longer be repetitive and fly back just visible.
Grandma Red Crescent left, but Grandma silver moon has already come out. Bai Meng secretly frowned. If she fucked Grandma Huang Yue, and no one could restrain her, she listened to the people on the imaginary map and said, "I’ll go to meet her today if all the people here have failed to repay the gift from the former Lingbao Patriarch."
Bai Meng knew that the person on the imaginary map was actually a person with real skills. "Then thank the master for having a broad and cold jade girl. Be careful!"
The people on the imaginary map laughed: "This thing has the least influence on me, so I have to fight with her. Master Lingbao can rest assured that I will win!"
Bai Meng was so happy that he personally stood up and bowed to the people on the virtual map, but he saw the people on the virtual map offering a sacrifice to Gankun Haoran. He stepped on the seven-star lamp and said to Grandma silver moon, "The people on the virtual map are here for your advice!"
That grandma silver moon is practicing the magic of the moon, and she is naturally maintained. It looks very good. She is actually only over thirty years old. She is really a woman with charm and coquettish energy. It seems that she is extremely hungry and charming with the people on the virtual picture: "Then I will train you well!"
When she saw that the other party was the palm of Qingcheng Mountain, she knew the general magic power, but she couldn’t go straight out of the trick. The jade hand gently lifted and immediately showed an image of herself in a golden flower silk robe, only to see that the jade and female figure suddenly released thousands of moonlight rays, and the beauty suddenly rushed into silver moon’s body.
Grandma silver moon has turned into the peerless enchanting beauty in the golden flower silk gauze dress in the picture. The beauty makes people’s hearts throbbing and jumping, and the Lord Luo Sakura is already a peerless beauty. At most, she is a maid-in-waiting in front of her.
But seeing Grandma silver moon … Oh, Fairy silver moon slowly took off the golden flower silk veil, and the skin was fragrant, smooth, shining and bright, which made people feel full of blood; Jiao Ting’s double peaks are round and full, and she has never seen such a perfect crisp. The valley between her legs is also looming, but it is blocked.
Oh, my God, how can a man stand it? Bai Meng now wants to rush over and rip off the veil. Suddenly, she hears an old woman’s secret language in her ear: "How can you not be tempted to sacrifice the Zi Xia Fairy Temple or you little dolls will not escape!"
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Chapter one hundred and fifty-nine Fairy Ring Turn
In a word, Bai Meng woke up only to see that all the men around him were towering up, and their faces were flushed. Obviously, they were eager to burn us, and they quickly called everyone into the temple with a drink.
By his such a drink, everyone has been awake, and Zi Xia Fairy Hall has blocked the magic gas to get out of danger.
Bai Meng went to see the virtual picture under the stage again, and the people on the virtual picture were surprised. On the contrary, the people on the virtual picture did not respond at all. Instead, they generally waved the celestial sword and split it in the past, which made the silver moon fairy angry and said, "Are you a man?"
The people on the virtual picture don’t answer, which is like offering sacrifices to an enemy, stabbing the sky like a sword in a storm, shaking the Vulcan clock, and letting out a thousand miles away from the fire all over the sky.
Bai Meng praised: "Virtual teaching is really superior, so I can’t be tempted. I am far worse!"
Crane suddenly said, "Don’t you know that he likes male master?"
Bai Meng almost spit out a mouthful of blood, which was shocking as hell, but it was just said in fairyland. After all, there was a dry virtual child in the crane, but he said, "Virtual picture, his master Jing Yuan, a real person likes men. When he was a child, he was attracted by Jing Yuan, and he was not afraid of this kind of thing. Later, the virtual picture and the void also had this kind of thing!"
Ganxuzi smiled back and said with a strange smile, "It turns out that Taoist Tianhezi knows this. I thought I was the only one who knew it!"
Thinking of the imaginary figure, the two beautiful and handsome disciples came to Baimeng and couldn’t help sighing: "I really understand that the next time the devil teaches to deal with the imaginary figure, we should prepare a Pan An Song Yu to play in the water. Guaranteed to work wonders! "
Tianhezi laughed and said, "Who would have thought!"
Seeing that grandma silver moon was in such a messy mess, Bai Meng knew that people on the imaginary map certainly didn’t have the meaning of showing pity for flowers and jade, and immediately shouted to grandma silver moon, "Grandma silver moon. You admit defeat before you miss your life. Anyway, there are two grandmothers behind you! "
Grandma silver moon still doesn’t understand why this picture of herself in Guanghan is a painting saint Wu Daozi, because seeing through Yang Guifei is a nine-year-old woman who is afraid that she will destroy the Tang Dynasty. She specially asked the Nangong to send hands to teach Yuan Tiangang to help her enter the dreamland of Taihan Palace and meet the goddess Chang ‘e. Based on the fairy’s September and September, draw a semi-naked beauty portrait and dedicate it to Tang Xuanzong. It turned out to be a step late. The Anshi Rebellion has exploded. It took more than 400 years for this painting to fall into the hands of an expert and be refined into a magic weapon.
Few men in the world can resist, and even a monk with high concentration can only recite scriptures and resist.
After she got this treasure. I haven’t lost yet, and I don’t know what nemesis I met today, but I didn’t even look at it at all. It really makes her angry and hate to fight again. It’s really only one death. Where is she willing to give up? She has to give up the magic weapon and return it!
The people on the virtual map won this battle, and they were quite interested in driving back to the Temple of Heaven and Bai Mengji: "Fortunately, I didn’t disgrace my life!"
Bai Meng suddenly came to his senses and collected the Zixia Immortal Hall. He also stood up and took a look of conviction and said, "It really makes Lingbao admire you for your state of mind. Lingbao really … admire you … admire you so much!"
The person on the virtual picture smiled indifferently: "It’s easy, as long as …!"
"Er, there’s another person from the Master’s Demon Sect. I’ll talk about it later!" Bai Meng quickly interrupted the people on the virtual map.