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The altar owner came to the side of the foreign monk and once again took the palm of his hand!

"As long as you eat the soul of this foreign devil monk, it is enough to recover from the weak state. Maybe you can still be blessed in disguise."

This foreign monk's strength has reached the realm of the sixth longest dragon gate. There is a huge power of merit in the body, which is just as great for the ghosts as Tang Yan. As long as you can swallow the soul of this foreign monk, you have the opportunity to promote a small realm!

Never let this monk run.

Therefore, the altar master fights the body's highly toxic, but also to win this foreign monk!

The palm of the altar once again photographed the foreign monk, and the palm was really angry. This palm is enough to open a transparent hole in the foreign monk.

when! However, his palm and the foreign monk collided with each other, but there was a sound of gold and iron.

I saw the robes on the foreign monk swelled fiercely, like an inflatable ball to protect his body. There are hundreds of verses on the robes, and this ordinary robes is covered with a layer of metallic luster.

This seemingly ordinary robes are defensive instruments, and they are the ones that block the altar! The vacuum that the robes bulge and the defensive array that they remember in them are weakening the palm of the altar.

The foreign monk is unscathed!

The monk seeks the path of longevity and cherishes his own life.

For those who ask for a long life, they have a chance to live forever, and if they die, they will be nothing!

As a formal monk, how can there be a defensive magic weapon?

Even foreign accounts are no exception!

This monk on the foreign monk can not only defend, but also automatically adjust the body surface temperature, and the cost is not high, the goods are cheap and beautiful.

The only fly in the ointment is that the defense of this robes requires the foreign monk to activate.

Therefore, before the altar sneaked into the foreign monk, the monk did not have time to react, and the defense on the robe did not start.

The one that is inevitable has not received the effect. The altar of the altar is wrinkled, and the cold voice: "Dying and struggling!"

During the speech, he turned his palms into a claw, and a sorrowful claw that specifically broke the qigong and strengthens the defense, and grabbed it toward the robes.

But... he caught this claw!

The foreign monk was not sitting still. He was secretly attacked and fell to the ground, and he secretly took a healing drug. At this point, it was enough to escape.

When the robes propped up the spherical defense, the foreign monk's palms were shot on the ground, and the body bounced out like a ball. Although the posture is not beautiful enough, the speed is really nothing to say!

The altar master caught only his afterimage.

At the same time, the body of the foreign monk quickly flew out of the car, and the distance between the three cars has popped up in the blink of an eye!

As long as there is a car in which the car can be opened, he can escape immediately.

"It’s a dog." The foreign monk muttered.

The other party is a true master of the two products, the front is hard and hard, he is dead. Thirty-six counts, go for the count. As long as he is free from the poisonous hands of this ghostly evil, he will be able to find a large group of brothers and brothers, and come to report this revenge!

Between the shots, the foreign monk quickly re-entered the car where Song Shuhang was.

The passengers were surprised to see the foreign monk, do not understand how the sorghum suddenly came back?

Moreover, how do you still swell into a ball?

At this time, the foreign monk had a time to waste. He rolled over and stood up, and his body robe cuffs spewed two white air, and the round robe was restored.

Later, he ran to the door of the car, knocked on the manual handle and forced the door to open.

"If you don't want to die, just flee the subway!" At the end, the foreign monk yelled at the passengers in the carriage.

He didn't have time to explain, and no matter whether the passengers in the car would listen to him. Anyway, his words have been brought, believe it or not, the passengers decide.

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Song Shuhang and Xiao Loli’s family stood at the door of the carriage.

Little Loli shrinks behind Dad and takes the hand of the young mother.

The young mother asked in blunt Chinese: "Do we... get off?"

The white shirt man nodded: "Get off the bus, leave the car!"

Before they saw the foreign monk expelling the illusion in the carriage, several people believed that the other party was a high-ranking sorghum. Although it is a foreigner, it is not the point.

The white shirt man feels that he is still young and does not want to die. So if you still listen to this sorghum, get off the bus soon.

"Little brother, get off the bus together." He is on the Songs waterway.

Song Shuhang shook his head gently: "It’s late..."

"?" The white shirt man looked confused.

Song Shuhang's eyes narrowed and his fingers held three spells - as early as when the foreign monk manually opened the door of the car, it was already late.

Song Shuhang, who is alert, can sense that the negative energy of a ghost is coming into the carriage three seconds after the foreign monk breaks into the compartment.

When the foreign monk untied the robes defense and went to manually open the door, the negative energy of the ghost had already enveloped the entire car. The illusion of ghosts has covered the entire car unconsciously.

The foreign monk thought he had opened the door of the carriage, but in fact he had been holding the inner ring of the subway twisting. The door did not open at all.

"Stay with me, don't leave." Song Shuhang whispered to the white shirt man.

He also quietly smoked two ‘Swords’ and two ‘Auxes’, and placed them in a position where they could be pulled out at any time.

While talking, a pale figure slowly entered the compartment and sneered: "You can't escape the palm of my hand, the monk."

The foreign monk’s face changed dramatically and his heart shouted.

He reached out and touched the open door. In his opinion, the door of the car was opened, and the outside was the passage of the subway - but it was the cold wall.

Not good, in the illusion!

"I still want to continue to escape? There are still many cars behind, you can always run away, I am not in a hurry." The altar sneered, snapped a finger.

Four grievances were drilled from his hands and destroyed all the surveillance inside the carriage.

Then, the ghost will sneak into the carriage. The phantom explosion has already been arranged in the carriage, and all the passengers in the carriage are wrapped in it.

The eyes of the passengers were horrified, and one by one fell to the ground and fainted.

"**!" The foreign monk yelled and could not escape.

His large robes shook, and a polar Donkey slid out and landed in his hands.

Fight!

Even if you are dead, give this guy a color look.

At this time, the surrounding passengers fell one by one, white shirt father, young mother and small loli also stunned with horror. The passengers were tortured by horror in the illusion, turning into negative forces such as pure panic and fear.

If this continues, the other ghost will be able to absorb more negative energy and become more powerful. The injury on his body is more and more unfavorable.

This is going to go up, and if you don’t fight, you won’t even have a chance to fight hard.

The foreign monk took a deep breath, and the blood in the eyes, nose, ears, and mouth and the blood in the heart echoed.

He used his internal blood to temporarily hold back the injury on his back. He clasped the diamonds with both hands and took a step forward to raise his momentum to the extreme!

He estimated that he might only have one or two strikes.

"Ah!" The foreign monk leaped high, and both hands raised the diamonds and slammed against the altar.

This is the method of smashing the law by one.

"Oh, dying, you look, it’s delicious, it’s great." The altar does not shy away, and the ghost behind him will stretch out his hands and turn into huge ghosts, protecting the altar. Strict and solid.

The foreign monk's vajra is on top of a huge ghost, but only rubs a spark.

The ghosts that are gradually recovering will be bitter, but the standard two-product strength.

The attack of the foreign monk did not hurt the bitterness at all. Instead, he was forced to fly out of the ghost's claws and hit the wall. Because of the impact, the injury behind it is aggravated...

"As long as you eat you, ghosts will definitely break through the realm of the present. The old man is already running!" The lord laughed.

"dog屎." The foreign monk gnawed his teeth, and his heart could not help but despair.

The foreign monk looked around and the passengers in the carriage were nearly completely destroyed. Only a handsome teenager stood still in the carriage.

I saw that the teenager was calm and had a superb temperament.

After a while, the boy suddenly smiled. Then he pulled a pendant from his neck and slammed it.

Ding!

The crisp sound is uploaded from the pendant.

The sound is quite sweet...