Step Back! Master is Here!

"Master, you vomited the blood of the female bodhisattva." Ao Yulie said, looking at Qing Lang with a look of confusion and resentment.

I was agitated in my heart, deserving to be a master, still as strong as ever, even if I was hurt.

"Shoot" is a female bodhisattva-wait, this seems to have nothing to do with not being hurt.

He was the third prince of Yulong, and he was the most handsome, but he couldn't learn anything.

Brother Yun also said, "Don't watch, Xiao Bailong. You can't learn it."

"What is Guan Weishi doing? He just glanced at her." Tang Luo said.

Despite the appearance of pulling the wind, Tang Luoke did not deliberately exude a "come, fight fast" atmosphere, so it was ordinary and ordinary.

Oblivion can see Qinglang vomiting blood at a glance.

So there is only one truth.

"Female Bodhisattva, do you want the poor monk to give you light?" Tang Luo looked at Qing Lang, his eyes flashed with wisdom.

A little thought, he came to the truth:

无 In that year, the Woundless Encounter encountered an enemy. Although they repelled each other, Qinglang received a dark injury. It has not been so good yet, and often shuts down.

So, where should I go if I get injured? Master Xuanzang Kaiguang helps you!

"You want the poor monk to give you light, you can say directly, you can directly say that the poor monk will not give you light," Tang Luo said.

If there is a business coming, how can I not pick it up?

Chen Qinglang is definitely not a bad person. The gains to help her open will inevitably exceed the consumption. How can Tang Luo refuse such a good thing?

I do n’t need to make an appointment at first, and then I spit out my mouth before starting a fight. This is an act of touching people, and I ’m not worth promoting.

"On the light?" Qing Lang's somewhat disoriented eyes gradually returned to Qingming.

She didn't even think about it, her demon was far more serious than imagined.

When I saw Xuanzang Yulong appear, I looked at myself, and at the moment of eye contact, I saw the weakest self once.

I used to be intertwined with the present. Real and fantasy footage appeared before my eyes. For a while, they were in conflict and hurt.

"No." Qing Lang wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her face looked stunned. "Qing Lang wants to fight against the master, and he also asks the master for advice."

"... Monk! If there is something wrong with my master sister, I will never die with you." Tang Luo has not answered yet, and Haotian can't help talking.

He just heard his voice, and a huge dragon claw fell from his head.

Wu Haotian was pressed to the ground by Ao Yulie.

After recovered, a shallow claw mark appeared on the ground. Haotian was lying on the ground. If his body was hit by the mountain, his pain was numb, he could not move at all, and his face was lost.

"I can't even hold my claws, and still want to endure with my master?" Ao Yulie mocked.

Tang Luo did not pay attention to the unlucky child Haotian, and patted Ao Yulie's head.

Wu Aoyu felt it. He fluttered into a human shape, shook his hair, and looked at Yu Xuanzi and others: "Are you here to watch the war or to die?"

Xu Yuxuan looked at the ground with a look of loss, but the elder Haotian Er, who was not dead, shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I have no intention of interference."

"That's good." Ao Yulie nodded.

"Female Bodhisattva, really want to fight the poor monk?" Tang Luo stood not far from Qinglang, "is it for the sake of the year?"

"Yes, neither." Qing Lang did not hide, "The master is my demon."

哈 "Ha?" Tang Luo was a little puzzled, "Is it a psychological shadow? As long as you beat me, you can break the demon?"

Qing Qinglang hesitated slightly, nodding.

If this doesn't break the demon, what else can she do?

"Oh, then you come." Tang Luo nodded.

Helping people through the calamity of calamity can also be regarded as a good deed and will have merit.

Tong Qinglang closed her eyes and reopened them. Her eyes were full of sternness, and her robes and long hair automatically turned up without wind.

There were sword marks on the ground beneath the lame feet.

That is the sword qi emitted by Tianjing Liushuang. It is already so powerful without moving.

Let Yu Xuanzi and others have a joy on their faces, but just think of the more terrible Tang Luo, the little joy in his heart suddenly sink to the sea.

Compared with Qinglang's sword arrogant wanton, Qiang is magnificent.

Tangluo looked very ordinary, with one hand slightly behind his back and the other hand standing on his chest, waiting for Qinglang's shot.

Tong Qinglang made a sword tactic with her right hand, a little towards Tangluo.

"One yuan and two instruments, sharp edge broke through, sick!"

As with the moves at the beginning of the year, the power is completely different.

天 晶 流 霜 霎 time disappeared, no raging sword gas, no terrible oppression.

All the forces are united and united in one point.

I didn't wait for everyone to see where the disappearing sky crystal frost was, and it appeared in front of Tang Luo.

The distance from the center of his eyebrow is only "the thickness of one finger".

The cracks on the sword are more pronounced than before.

洛 Tangluo didn't evade and let the blade of Tianjing Liushuang fall on his eyebrow. Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

On the verge of death, the endless sharp sword energy erupted from the sky crystal flowing frost.

The space around Tang Luo was completely shrouded in sword air.

If someone approaches at this time, I am afraid it will be torn into a blood mist in an instant.

The ground beneath the lame foot was suddenly cut off a whole layer, and it was covered with a lot of sword marks.

But these sword marks are not chaotic, but form a mysterious pattern.

Wu Tianjing Liushuang was trembling in Tang Luo's eyebrows, and it was difficult to get in. The cracks on it were getting more and more.

Qi Qinglang moved at this time, his body scratched a residual image, appeared in front of Tang Luo, and pressed his right hand, which was shaped like a sword, on Tianjing Liushuang.

There was a sound of Qingyue's sword.

Wu Tianjing's flowing frost turned into a large number of fragments, and instead of landing, it echoed the mysterious pattern formed by the sword marks on the ground.

I seem to have formed a small sword formation.

After Qingqing Lang pointed out the explosion of sky crystal flowing frost, he cast a cast and kept it on Tang Luo's forehead.

At the moment of contact, all the power of the sword formation was gathered, and all poured out to Tang Luo.

洛 Tang Luo's white hair fluttered backwards, but his robes remained motionless.

Tong Qinglang kept her shot, her chest was undulating, her face pale.

The blow that just broke out gave her the strongest power, and she was shocked without any follow-up.

Tang Luo's head leaned back slightly and stepped back.

Qi Qinglang stunned and sat on the ground, unable to stand up again.

The gap is still so unimaginable that it is the same as before-no, even more so than before.

The more Qiang became stronger, the more Qinglang felt the distance between him and Xuanzhang Master in front of him.

Like nature, can't cross at all, which is also an important reason for entanglement of mind demon.

After going through hardships, across the mountains and the sea, across the hills, thinking that the end has been reached-at least the person's back can be seen.

He found that there was no one waiting in front of him. The man was nine days old, and he could not even touch the shadow.

"Master ..." Yu Xuanzi shouted, he saw that Qing Lang's eyes were gradually dim, and even the vitality was disappearing.

Fear the devil! How could there be such a terrible demon!

Wu Haotian also barely climbed from the ground and planned to come over.

Tong Ao Yulie just kicked him politely, tossing him to the ground: "With the master, you can be rescued if you die. Don't mess up."

I sighed in my heart, even though I didn't have much common language with Master and Brothers, it was so cool to be with them!

取 Study for a while and enjoy it all the time.

Although it is no longer learned, Ao Yulie suddenly found the feeling back then.

This kind of emotion, we can call it fox fake tiger power, or we can describe it in one sentence: "My master is Tang Xuanzhang!"

Going deeper can be similar to Haotian's unlucky child: I call my master to hit you!

"Amitabha."

洛 Tang Luo shouted a Buddhist horn here, and the merit Yulian shuddered slightly, a warm light fell on Qing Lang, recovering her injuries.

The feeling of candlesticks in the wind suddenly disappeared.

Only, Qing Lang's eyes still have nothing to look at, if his heart is dead.

"Female Bodhisattva, you won." Tang Luo said.

"I won?" Qing Lang looked up, her voice empty and resentful.

"Yes." Tang Luo squatted down, put her face over, grabbed Qing Lang's hand, and pressed her index finger to her brows. "Did you feel it?"

Tong Qinglang was a little confused, but felt a little warm.

After a moment, he retracted his hand, and there was a trace of light blood on his belly.

Tang Luo's eyebrow has a very slight wound, and a faint blood stain appears.

"You hurt the poor monk. In this battle, the female bodhisattva won." Tang Luo said.

Tong Qinglang did not speak, and once again reached out and stroked Tang Luo's brows gently.

But the above scars have disappeared and no white marks remain. Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ At least, touch the shadow. Qing Lang murmured, seems to be talking to himself, and seems to be talking to Tang Luo again.

"Cough." Tang Luo coughed slightly.

Qing Qinglang took his time back.

"No, the poor monk doesn't care about this." Tang Luo laughed. "The poor monk just thought that since the female bodhisattva takes the poor monk as the demon, it might as well be a different way to make the poor monk a target. Take the female bodhisattva's qualification In the future, there is no limit to what we can achieve, and we have a chance to fight again. "

Tong Qinglang laughed, as the flowers bloomed: "Does the master take this seriously?"

"The monk doesn't slang." Tang Luo folded his hands, politely, and stood up again.

Only then did Qing Qinglang realize that she was sitting and stood up, but there was nothing panic in her eyes, but the atmosphere was calm.

Have the demons gone?

No, Qinglang didn't know, but she knew that at least she found a goal and a direction.

"Good." Tang Luo smiled, very well, and earned a merit.

Save one's life to win a seven-level floating slaughter.

"The poor monk then said goodbye, and the demon monster that was running wildly was not removed." Tang Luo said, walking to the edge of Danger Peak without stopping.

Wu Aoyulie flashed and turned into a dragon flash again.

Tang Luo already sat on the dragon head.

"Female Bodhisattva, have the chance to fight again." Tang Luo said, Ao Yulie dragon twisted his body and flew away.

"Master." Yu Xuanzi came over, his voice filled with surprise.

The peaks turn round, Liu An Hua Ming Yai Village!

Master Xuanzang is indeed a holy monk!

Just, why do you hold Master ’s hand, that smooth and gentle movement, why does it look so skilled?