Step Back! Master is Here!

"Aren't you going?"

Li Qing asked Yun Xiaohuan next to him.

In the battle between Tang Luo and Black Wren, they couldn't get close at all.

Zhao Galen ran up with a roar, and was hit by a black slap with his tail. If it was not resisted by the courage skills, he would be hurt lightly.

Moreover, as the black **** burrowed into and out of the ground, the surrounding ground had become extremely fragile.

They are closer and harder, and they may fall into the ground.

Qin Menglan missed a few arrows and decisively exhibited the Long Boxing attack, but unfortunately the effect was not good, and he chased for a distance. In the end, he only broke a few lame feet, which slightly blocked the obstructing offensive.

Although Li Qing is Nie Fengming's life style, she is actually going to have a few tricks now.

None of the other stronger martial arts can help.

King Kong's situation was obviously half a catty with Zhao Galen, and Shenglongquan was still cooling down, unable to shoot.

Now the only one who can help Tangluo is Yun Xiaohuan.

Yun Xiaohuan held the small stones and flicked his fingers. Some of the stones fell on the black cricket, but he could not really penetrate the black cricket's armor, causing effective damage.

Yun Xiaohuan's Xiao Fei Dao, of course, is more than just that.

Li Qing's questioning was actually asking Yun Xiaohuan that he could not produce a little Li Feidao.

The black martial arts shell is hard, but it does not mean that it is equally hard elsewhere. At least the face on the head, the mouth, and the space between the shells are all fragile.

There was Tang Luo pinning for time there. For example, the little Li Fei Dao who made a good offer was enough to hit.

Even if he can't kill him, he can seriously damage the black crickets to solve the dangerous situation of Tang Luo's wolverines.

The god-like palm that fell from the sky, and there are thousands of hands that cannot be defended, obviously are not a move that can be used at will.

Yunxiao frowned, he hesitated.

Xiao Li Fei Dao is not a skill, there is no cooling limit, but once he takes a shot, his identity is mostly exposed, which is not what Yun Xiao would like.

Moreover, he always feels that even if the other party temporarily lacks those two powerful moves (skills), facing this encounter, there will be no life worries.

No matter what, Xuanzang's mission is different from them. His mission is to suppress snake spirits!

If it was handled by the spirits of the snake spirit, then I am too sorry for the task given by the demon.

Yun Xiaohuan felt more and more justified the more he thought, he said, "He is all right, if you are concerned, you will be confused."

"It's all right?" Li Qing froze.

"Of course, although the situation may seem dangerous, it's actually passing by. Xuan Zang has more skills ..." As soon as I saw this, I saw Tang Luo's black pair of huge black mouthpieces sandwiching it, with a rush. Go underground.

The original scarred ground was broken into pieces with the impact, forming a pothole deep into the ground.

"..." Yun Xiao's eyes widened. He was wrong? !!

"Follow me, don't lose it." Fortunately, Tang Luo's voice came from the ground. There was no feeling of injury, which relieved Yun Xiaohuan's embarrassment in time.

"Look, I'll say he's okay," Yun Xiaohuan said.

"Hehe." Li Qing laughed, and put away the wrong expression completely before saying this.

"Even a master, this is too encouraging." King Kong could not help but say a word, walking to the surface of the pit, vaguely seeing a part of the black cricket dancing wildly.

"Gone." Qin Menglan came over, looked, and jumped without hesitation.

As a demon walking, this courage is still there, and everyone jumps down.

Along the path opened by the black cricket, everyone quickly moved forward, and soon came to the underground world that Tang Luo said.

Sure enough, the various channels are staggered, and it is easy to get lost.

However, with Tang Luo's guidance and black pimple leading the way, you don't have to worry about getting lost.

Fast forward, up and down, left and right, for an hour.

On a turn, everyone saw Xuan Zang in white clothes standing in the passageway, twisted beside her, most of her body fell into the "wall" next to her, but motionless, lifeless black crickets.

Farther away, there is a light shining in, obviously there is no cave.

"Here?" Qin Menglan looked over and looked at Tang Luo by the light, and she was not injured.

Not only was he not injured, he could not see even a trace of his body, and he was spotless.

Compared with the crowds that followed, one by one was ashamed.

It is easy to misunderstand that the person who has just experienced a battle is them.

"Here it is." Tang Luo looked at the exit where the light came in, and strode forward.

At first it was to let the crickets take the area, and later it became him to fight this black cricket and let it escape instinctively-wherever it flees, it is naturally a place that can save lives.

The light that came in from the exit was red.

It was proved that the time was already in the evening, and it was quite a **** smell.

When everyone walked out of the passage, what appeared in front of them was a beautiful scene.

The green grass is full of flowers, the trees are full of trees, and the clear stream flows through.

Not only that, you can also hear the sound of some songbirds.

It seems that the essence of the whole mountain has been gathered here.

"The valley ..." Li Qing whispered, looking around, it was a towering cliff, and here was a valley bottom.

At the center, there is a bulging hill bag, giving the feeling of a grave bag.

In front of the grave bag, there is a bump composed of vine entanglement, like a tombstone.

"Someone!"

Zhao Gailun approached, exclaiming, he saw a man sitting in the vine like a tombstone.

Almost the entire person was covered with vines, and barely saw a rusty old face and an upper body with folded hands.

These vines are wrapped around the old man to form a tombstone-like shape.

"It won't be that old monk!" Zhao Galen stepped back two steps and thought of a possibility.

Tang Luo stepped forward and reached out to the old man's dead tree face.

Others stood behind Tang Luo and did not get too close. This kind of bold temptation by art masters can not be done by anyone.

It's easy to kill someone directly.

Just as Tang Luo was about to run into the old man, he closed the eyes of the old man and suddenly opened his eyes.

Two brilliant shots in the eyes, captivating.

"Who's here!"

He opened his mouth to ask, his voice was loud, but if he listened carefully, he would hear the weakness that he tried to hide.

Waking up the old man, Tang Luo closed his hands, and folded his hands slightly, saying, "The poor monk Xuanzang, passing here, don't know why the mage is here?"

The old man's clothes were extremely shabby, but it was barely noticeable that it was a gray monk robe-at least now gray.

I don't know what color was before.

"It turned out to be Master Xuanzhang," said the old monk. "It's not good here, leave quickly."

"The poor monk saw it, otherwise he would not be here," Tang Luo said.

The old monk sighed, and was about to say something. He suddenly noticed that Qin Menglan and others behind Tang Luo suddenly changed his face and became an angry Buddha King: "It's your evil barriers again!"

Without saying more, Tang Luo reached out and touched the old monk's forehead: "It's better not to get angry."

The old monk was only one step away from running out of oil, and Tang Luo was afraid he would breathe out when he was excited.

The old monk felt the gentle power of the merit Yulian, was a little surprised, and then calmed down: "the poor monk Fashan ..."

"Why don't you call Fahai?" Everyone twitched in their faces. Is this surely not playing us?

"Master Fashan, can you tell the poor monk what is happening in this area?" Tang Luo sat down crouching, watching the monk in Fashan.

Fashan glanced at Qin Menglan and others behind Tang Luo.

"Anyway, they are all good people." Tang Luo happily issued a good man card.

In front of Master Xuanzang, there are no bad people, and even if there are, they will soon be gone.

Fashan glanced at Qin Menglan and others, and looked at the confident Tang Luo, and sighed slightly, "I wonder if the Master would like to hear a story?"

"Okay." Tang Luo belonged to the denomination, and naturally he would not refuse.

And basically, this old monk should be able to solve all the mysteries in this mission.

Not only Tang Luo was full of interest, but others also raised their ears and wished to come together to listen, but because of the inexplicable hostility of the monk Fashan, he could only stand still.

Fortunately, you can hear what Fashan is saying.

The story happened more than ten years ago. In this village, a foreign men and women came, beautiful women, gentle temperament, handsome men, and gentle manners.

The temperament and painting style of the two were incompatible with the village, claiming to have fled.

The village heads and villagers did not have “the poor mountain and the bad water come out of the people”, and drove them away directly, promising to let them settle temporarily.

At first, although the two doctors Xu Xuan and Fu and "Sister Bai" who fled were together, they were not husband and wife. At best, they were mutually intentional.

However, after staying in the village, the relationship quickly heated up, and they officially became married under the witness of the villagers.

Xu Xuan occasionally taught illegitimate children in the village to read and write. The villagers had a headache and brain heat. They were injured while hunting and chopping firewood. He was also cured by Xu Xuan.

Doctor Xu and sister Bai (wife) have gradually become the most popular people in the village.

In short, it feels more and more like a white snake, but the location has been changed from the West Lake to this village that can be considered far away from the hustle and bustle.

"Then Master Fashan appeared, and found that the white lady was actually a fairy, so she shot down the monster?" Tang Luo asked.

There is a trace of sadness in Fashan's withered face ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A trace of anger, a trace of compassion, and extremely complicated: "No."

The tragedy began before the arrival of Fashan.

I don't know when it started, the villagers in the village began to suffer from strange illnesses. From time to time, there were severe pains that swept the whole body. Sometimes, the limbs were weak, sometimes the violence hurt people, and the power was infinite.

At the beginning, Xu Xuan was helpless, and he also invited famous doctors from other places to come to him, but it had no effect.

After seven or eight villagers died, the Xu Xus and his wife finally came up with a decoction, which can temporarily suppress and delay the strange disease.

But as more and more villagers became ill, soup medicine was not enough, and even less.

Not many villagers noticed that the pregnant Mrs. Bai became paler and weaker every day.

"That medicine ..."

"That medicine, the main medicine is the blood of white snake!"