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"On the shoulder, he has only one person, and his fists are hard to beat four hands." The white-collar man wiped his face with his hand and had a **** mouth.

The t-shirt man slipped out two stalks in his hands, his eyes cold: "Kill him, I can handle the traces, then we leave the subway as fast as possible!"

The white-collar man nodded, roaring, and the muscles of the sky soared again to the foreign monk.

The t-shirt man is like a ghost, looming behind the white-collar man. But it is more dangerous than a white-collar man to come to him. The sessile blade in his hand is like a poisonous tooth of a snake. Once exposed, it will kill people!

"Good to come!" The foreign monk laughed haha.

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Two minutes later.

The white-collar man fell to the ground with a twist, and his limbs were distorted, his face was bloody, his eyes were demented.

The man in the t-shirt was on the wall by the foreign monk. The big fist punched the man's face with a fist and punched. He also had a **** look and dementia.

"How do you say that you have reached the sixth level of the Dragon Gate? You guys have not finished the small bean sprouts and want to face me?!" The foreign monk threw the t-shirt man on the floor and picked him up. That bone instrument.

The sixth realm of Yipin is called Yuelongmen, which is intended for Yuyuelongmen. Once you leap, you can transform the body's blood and blood into intangible, tangible, and gather in the realm of mortal! This monk is already a master of the top.

The foreign monk pinches the bones and implements the weapon.

"This grievance has at least a few hundred thousand ordinary ghosts, and purified it. I am not far from the vision of the leaping dragon gate. Hey, once you jump over the dragon gate, you can go further." Muttered, he crushed the bones.

There is a connection between the bones and the ghosts, and the bones are broken. The ghost will scream and scream: "Hey...hey..."

Look at it, you want it!

The foreign monk took the opportunity to grab the scriptures and the beads.

The scriptures are automatically windless and turned to the right position.

The foreign monk shouted loudly and chanted the scriptures with his right hand.

The beads are scattered, and the golden bullets will shoot at the ghosts.

The speed is so fast that the ghost will not be able to escape. It is constantly hit by the golden beads, and it is shot more than ten holes, and the ghosts are thin. Screams again and again!

The foreign monk had a slight brow and was not satisfied with the result. Then he threw the script out, and like the beads, the scriptures were automatically disintegrated in midair, turning into a sheet of holy pages, covering the ghosts.

The screams of the ghosts will be more intense.

The monk of the foreign monk broke through the evil spirits, and there were golden awns in his eyes, and the mouth was driven by the mouth.

"Bastard, give me... stop!" The white-collar man climbed hard to the foreign monk and tried his best to make a **** print on the ground.

If this ghost will be purified, he and the t-shirt man will die!

The t-shirt man is also awake. He moves to the foreign monk like a worm. He wants to bite at the other side: "Give me a hand... don't purify it... don't, we will be dead! Stop!"

This is the sadness of the little man... I can’t help it.

The foreign monk was low, but did not stop chanting. The poor man must have his hateful place - he has seen more evil. He has experienced so much in this kind of thing. He could not stop purifying this ghost for these two men! Even if these two people die, they will die.

"All the grievances must be purified. All the grievances must be purified, one does not stay!" There is only a sense of perseverance in the foreign monk, and there is a hint of hatred.

At this time, the foreign monk did not find it, and a figure with a waist was approaching him silently. In the state where his spirit was fully open, he could not sense each other.

After the figure was close to the foreign monk, he waved his palm and shot it on the back of the foreign monk.

boom!

One palm shot, the infuriating air between the palms appeared, the real gas was not condensed, so it was pressed against the back of the foreign monk.

咔咔咔~The sound of the tooth that is sour and sour is being suppressed. Just like someone who was smashed by a big truck, the back of the monk was pressed out of a concave palm print.

The foreign monk was unprepared and spit in the mouth. The golden mans in the eyes dissipated, and the mouth of the mouth was stopped!

The beads and the holy pages that hang over the ghosts have lost the support of the foreign monks, and they have fallen into the earth. The scattered beads hit the floor and made a squeaking sound...

Then, the foreign monk crashed to the ground, and his eyes looked at the people behind him unbelievably.

Infuriating, it is the second master!

The other party has a real master of the scene, why did it only now? Can you just press yourself at the beginning of the game? !

"Cough." After the figure sneak attack, there is no immediate pursuit. He coughed twice and his face was pale. Looking coldly at the monk, he turned his head and looked at the white-collar man and the t-shirt man who fell to the ground: "Two wastes... If I didn't plan to change temporarily, I happened to be on the 5th line subway and I lost. A precious ghost will be."

The two men suddenly turned faceless and trembled: "The altar...the Lord..."

Why is the altar appear here?

This squatting figure is exactly what the Song Shuhang wants to go to the ‘Yuanlong Pharmacy’, and the lord’s face is pale, and the poison in his body has not yet been solved.

"The altar, please spare us a life! This mission, we... have tried our best! But this foreign monk is too strong!" The t-shirt man sorrowed to the altar for mercy - this defeat is really our army Too weak, it is too strong for the enemy! And now the ghosts will not be purified, maybe the altar will spare their lives?

“Right you for a life?” The altar’s face was gloomy: “There is no useless waste, there is no value left in the world. But... you have some use.”

The white-collar man and the t-shirt man smelled their eyes and they were happy.

But in the next moment, they only felt the pain in the head, and they lost consciousness when they were black.

"The bitterness... Eat them." The altar wiped the blood from his hand, and he was cold and cold.

The ghosts in the sky will succumb to the bodies of the two men, dragging out their souls, and waiting for their souls to react, they will throw them into the entrance and swallow them.

With the addition of the souls of the two men, the painful injury immediately recovered a lot.

"Fortunately, there are plans to change temporarily. Otherwise, this trip to Jiangnan District, I really want to accompany my wife and fold the soldiers, and lose to my family." The altar murmurs.

Originally, I just wanted to get the ghost from the ‘Song predecessor’, but I was greedy because of an inexplicable ‘intelligence’.

As a result, for the ridiculous intelligence, he lost a precious subordinate, and he was inexplicably poisoned.

I managed to escape to the Guangyuan Road area and silently. Look at your own wounds. I also found a pharmacy in the vicinity and wanted to configure the detoxification medicine.

But today, he had a chance to find out that there are people on the Internet who are selling four kinds of detoxification medicines in the southern part of the city. Suddenly, he felt creepy.

He realized that the four detoxifications were the traps laid by the ‘Song predecessors’, in order to find out who is behind the scenes!

It is no wonder that the subordinates who were poisonous at the time could escape to their hotel at the same time. Everything was a trap.

Thinking of this, the altar did not hesitate to pack his bags and run away.

This is a life that should not be fortunate, fortunately aware of the traces of the Internet!

As a wicked ghost repair, he can live to rely on caution now, even if only one thousandth of the possibility, he must escape.

Then coincidentally, he came to the subway line 5.

It was also coincidental that two of his waste subordinates and precious ghosts were being chased and purified by a foreign monk.

It’s so lucky. If you go to the subway early or late, you will stagger the subway and you will lose your precious ghosts!

Fortunately!

"It seems that after so many bad things, the old man finally has to run."

The heart of the altar is dark.

Next, the old man is going to go against the sky!