Chapter 529： I won't give up (2 in 1)
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In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around him subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dong Dongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make a mistake!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate.
It seems that the spring thunder is sounding, with the sound of spring thunder, all things are recovering, and the spring and autumn are coming.
Thunder evolves vitality and creates all things.
"The first sword, thunder!"
The speed of the sword was not fast, but it annihilated everything, and the surrounding wind and snow dissipated.
The sword energy surged like a waterfall, and it evolved into a thunderous light.
"The cassock protects the body!"
The fat body of the Lotus True Monarch shook, urging the cassock on his body, and the cassock flew up and turned into a huge curtain that constantly rotated and changed. The Sanskrit characters on it were ups and downs, and evolved into a black Buddha, with a black lotus under his feet, a black Buddha. Hair resists everything.
The two sides confronted each other, and the sword qi slammed on it, and the thunder sounded one after another.
One by one, the black Buddhas passed away, and the lotus flowers dissipated. The Sanskrit characters on them were broken, and the cassocks were also broken.
True Monarch Lianhua spit out fresh black blood, his fat body was shaking, and he was stunned by running the secret technique to resolve the force of the impact; "Impossible. The Thirteen Swords of Qiankun, how can it be so powerful!"
"Second sword, Qiushui!"
The man in Tsing Yi stabbed out again with a sword, the sword energy like silk, turned into a mighty autumn water, and swept over.
True Monarch Lotus moved the bowl, and the bowl continued to grow larger, shrouded in front, and the vast sword energy was absorbed into it, suppressing it and refining it. But it only lasted for three breaths, and the bowl burst open, as if unable to withstand the terrifying sword energy, it shattered on the spot.
The bowl is a quasi-grade six spiritual treasure, but in the face of this sword, it is only damaged and scrapped.
"The third sword, Qingmei!"
The man in Tsing Yi stabbed a sword again, this sword no longer has a vast aura, no more tyrannical destruction, but under the surging sword intent, it turned into a cyan plum blossom.
Green plums are blooming, evolving into endless divine will.
Time seemed to stop, and after three instants, the man in Tsing Yi drew his sword and stood.
Pfft!
Right at this moment, True Monarch Lotus fell to the ground, and Nascent Soul dissipated.
The sword just now attacked Nascent Soul, causing Nascent Soul to dissipate, leaving only a body.
"Let's go!"
Lu Xuanji waved his sleeves, and put many female nuns into his sleeves, and disappeared with flickering footsteps.
…
With the golden light flashing, Lu Xuanji disappeared.
After leaving, about an hour later, a group of monks descended here one after another. Looking at the corpses on the ground, a middle-aged monk cried on the spot, "Walking, you died so miserably!"
"Junior Brother, who killed you!"
"If this revenge is not repaid, I swear not to give up!"
"Kill, definitely kill the whole family, destroy the whole family!"
"If you don't kill it, how can the world see Lotus Temple!"
"There is a devil who kills my Buddhist disciples, and they should be saved!"
"Junior brother, all this is not playing!"
Many monks opened their mouths and said, murderous aura surging, wave after wave, wishing to tear up someone directly.
True Monarch Lotus is the top arrogance of Lotus Temple. He is only 1,200 years old, and he has entered the ninth floor of Nascent Soul. Because of his outstanding aptitude, the Buddha's name is directly named after Lotus, and he entrusts the hope in the temple. Many bodhisattvas hope that he can go further, realize the Tao, transform into spirits, and achieve the status of a bodhisattva.
But who would have thought that such a thing would happen.
Lotus Temple is the great sect of the transformation of gods, and it is also famous in Qi State, and its prestige spreads far and wide. But now, if you kill the walking, how can you not take revenge.
People are cursing.
At this moment, a master stepped forward, wearing a golden cassock, holding a meditation staff in his left hand and a rosary in his right hand. He looked as young as a fifteen-year-old boy, but his aura was extremely strong and his eyebrows were white.
At this moment, before the corpse of True Monarch Lotus, he began to check the state of the corpse.
After observing for a while, he opened his mouth and said: "Junior brother, died in the hands of a swordsman who used the Thirteen Swords of the Universe. That swordsman is very powerful, and he is already half-step into the realm of God Transformation. There are also some female cultivators with the breath of God. The smell of the water palace is that the female cultivator of the Shenshui Palace besieged the junior brother, and it was the swordsman who shot and killed the junior brother!"
"Junior Brother, we will avenge you!"
Another box of monks said: "Shenshui Palace nun besieged and killed the younger brother, causing the younger brother to fall, when you take the shot to save the Shenshui Palace, save the witch in it, let you transform into a Vajra Buddha girl, and make atonement for my Buddha!"
"As it should be!"
"Shenshui Palace, she has been reduced to a goddess, be a transcendence!"
"Shenshui Palace should be destroyed, destroy its sect!"
After talking for a moment, everyone decided the fate of Shenshui Palace.
"Also, look for the swordsman who turned into a **** with half a step, and look for his traces..." The white-browed monk said: "Old Na has already captured a trace of other breaths. If you meet him, you can notify many Bodhisattvas and surrender to the Asura demon. !"
With that said, he took out a relic, ingested the Qi machine here, and created a simple magic weapon.
Hand them out to everyone present.
As long as he encounters that sword cultivator, the relic will turn bloody, and the murderer is nearby.
At that time, the murderer will definitely be surrendered and turned into a Dharma protector.
…
The golden light flashed, and Lu Xuanji disappeared.
Just a moment later, he appeared in the middle of a mountain, waved his sleeves, and immediately thirty-two female cultivators walked out.
It's just that these thirty-two female nuns were all panting, flushed, their faces flushed, their legs were rubbing, and at this moment, they were unbuttoning their clothes, revealing their beautiful bodies, and were constantly approaching him.
"Sir, I want it!"
"Senior, want me!"
"Senior, life-saving grace, little girls can only use their bodies to each other!"
"senior!"
At this moment, many female nuns were poisoned, in the half-daze lake, half-awake, kept approaching him, and kept begging.
At this moment, as long as he stretched out his hand slightly, these female nuns would immediately come forward and have a good time.
It can be described as beautiful.
Especially, among the crowd, Lu Xuanji saw a familiar figure.
True Monarch Linglong, Ye Linglong.
In the past, this female cultivator promised him that he would not abandon each other and become a Taoist companion, but in the end she left inexplicably.
Later, at the moment of Jindan realm, I met once.
I just didn't expect that this time we would meet again.
At this moment, Lu Xuanji was over 1,200 years old. During the long years, most of his friends, old acquaintances, enemies, etc. had also disappeared. Count, the so-called acquaintances, just a few.
Ye Linglong actually entered the Nascent Soul and became one of his few old friends.
It was at that moment that Lu Xuanji took action to save people.
The move was a bit rash.
It also offended the Lotus Temple and caused a lot of trouble.
At this moment, Ye Linglong's eyes were like water, but with the coldness of talking, and the heat in the coldness. The ten fingers are slender, the skin is as thick as fat, like beautiful jade, the snow white is pink, and it seems to be able to wring out water.
A pair of red lips, smiling like a sweet smile, with endless beauty.
The blue silk dances with the wind and emits a fragrant fragrance. The waist is slender and the limbs are long and slender, with a fairy-like and refined temperament. She is dressed in white clothes and has a dark pattern of rusty butterflies on the ground. Butterfly, emitting a dazzling light.
Emei swept away her face with no makeup on, but she still couldn't hide her stunning face.
The skin is like snow, and the expression is indifferent, like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world.
A pair of extremely well-proportioned long legs, without any excess fat on the long legs, it seems that these legs are the most beautiful masterpieces of God, neither fat nor thin, just right.
She kept getting closer, her face flushed, and she was even more intoxicated.
At this moment, as long as he nods his head, he can push the boat and enjoy his beautiful body.
Afterwards, you don't need to take any responsibility.
Just thinking about it for a moment, Lu Xuanji shook his head and said, "It's not right. How can a person take advantage of the fire!"
During the wave of his hand, the mana surged out, controlling the many female cultivators living in the room, urging the change of yin and yang, evolving into the two qi of yin and yang, and began to inject into the bodies of many female cultivators, and began to detoxify them.
The toxins in them, under normal circumstances, can only be deciphered if the men and women are happy.
But yin-yang transformation is a top-level exercise handed down by the ancestors of Hehuan. It is born to restrain all kinds of strange poisons and can decipher all kinds of toxins.
With the circulation of yin and yang, the toxins were washed away, but after a while, the expressions of the female cultivators present changed and returned to normal. Just looking at his embarrassed appearance, they arranged their clothes one after another, but after a while, everyone said in unison, "Meet the seniors!"
"You go away!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"
The girls said in unison.
Lu Xuanji waved his hand and ignored them.
Many female cultivators glanced at each other and were about to leave.
Only Ye Linglong stepped forward and said, "Senior's life-saving grace cannot be repaid. The little girl is willing to promise her as a slave and a maid."
"I don't need slaves, you go away!" Lu Xuanji said sternly, his voice hoarse when he opened his mouth, making the appearance of an old man.
"Senior, no need! But the junior can't forget it!"
Ye Linglong said: "Senior sisters and sisters, please leave! Leave me alone!"
"Junior sister, it's not too late to save your life!"
A Nascent Soul female cultivator said.
Ye Linglong smiled and shook her head.
Many female cultivators had no choice but to leave.
…
Soon, only Ye Linglong and Lu Xuanji were left.
"Why bother?"
Lu Xuanji said, "I don't need a maid either!"
As he said that, the golden light flashed under his feet, and he was about to leave.
Suddenly, Ye Linglong felt a little irritable, because if Lu Xuanji urged Jin Guang to leave, she might not be able to catch up.
"Lu Xuanji, I know it's you!"
Ye Linglong called Po Dao directly.
Lu Xuanji was slightly embarrassed, and he could only take off his mask and said, "Could it be that my camouflage skills are not good?"
Ye Linglong smiled: "Xuanji, your camouflage is very clever. You have changed your appearance, changed your body height, changed some details of your appearance, and you have done a very successful job. But you have overlooked some things. For example, the mana aura on your body, I'm very familiar with it. Secondly, I'm also familiar with the smell on your body!"
"These two points, you didn't disguise well!"
A monk can change a lot, and there are various camouflage techniques.
But some things are difficult to disguise, or it takes a huge price to disguise.
For example, each cultivator's mana aura is different, and there are no identical sequined leaves in the world, nor are there two people who are completely similar. Even twins have a lot of things they don't look at. The breath of many monks is different.
In addition, the aura emanating from each cultivator's body is also different.
Ye Linglong said this, and Lu Xuanji sweated slightly as he listened.
He really thought that the camouflage was good, but he didn't want to ignore some details.
"This time, what do you think!"
Lu Xuanji took action to change the aura on his body, the aura of mana changed, and the smell on his body also changed.
"Now, can you still recognize me?"
Ye Linglong said, "Yes, because of your eyes! Everyone's eyes are different!"
Lu Xuanji adjusted the details again and changed a lot.
Ye Linglong pointed out the inadequacy of writing details.
Finally, Lu Xuanji could perfectly conceal himself and become another person.
But once he made a move, the mana breath leaked out, and his true colors would definitely be revealed.
…
In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around him subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dongdongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make any mistakes!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate. In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around him subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dongdongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make any mistakes!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate. In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around, UU reading subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dongdongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make any mistakes!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate.
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In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around him subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dong Dongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make a mistake!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate.
It seems that the spring thunder is sounding, with the sound of spring thunder, all things are recovering, and the spring and autumn are coming.
Thunder evolves vitality and creates all things.
"The first sword, thunder!"
The speed of the sword was not fast, but it annihilated everything, and the surrounding wind and snow dissipated.
The sword energy surged like a waterfall, and it evolved into a thunderous light.
"The cassock protects the body!"
The fat body of the Lotus True Monarch shook, urging the cassock on his body, and the cassock flew up and turned into a huge curtain that constantly rotated and changed. The Sanskrit characters on it were ups and downs, and evolved into a black Buddha, with a black lotus under his feet, a black Buddha. Hair resists everything.
The two sides confronted each other, and the sword qi slammed on it, and the thunder sounded one after another.
One by one, the black Buddhas passed away, and the lotus flowers dissipated. The Sanskrit characters on them were broken, and the cassocks were also broken.
True Monarch Lianhua spit out fresh black blood, his fat body was shaking, and he was stunned by running the secret technique to resolve the force of the impact; "Impossible. The Thirteen Swords of Qiankun, how can it be so powerful!"
"Second sword, Qiushui!"
The man in Tsing Yi stabbed out again with a sword, the sword energy like silk, turned into a mighty autumn water, and swept over.
True Monarch Lotus moved the bowl, and the bowl continued to grow larger, shrouded in front, and the vast sword energy was absorbed into it, suppressing it and refining it. But it only lasted for three breaths, and the bowl burst open, as if unable to withstand the terrifying sword energy, it shattered on the spot.
The bowl is a quasi-grade six spiritual treasure, but in the face of this sword, it is only damaged and scrapped.
"The third sword, Qingmei!"
The man in Tsing Yi stabbed a sword again, this sword no longer has a vast aura, no more tyrannical destruction, but under the surging sword intent, it turned into a cyan plum blossom.
Green plums are blooming, evolving into endless divine will.
Time seemed to stop, and after three instants, the man in Tsing Yi drew his sword and stood.
Pfft!
Right at this moment, True Monarch Lotus fell to the ground, and Nascent Soul dissipated.
The sword just now attacked Nascent Soul, causing Nascent Soul to dissipate, leaving only a body.
"Let's go!"
Lu Xuanji waved his sleeves, and put many female nuns into his sleeves, and disappeared with flickering footsteps.
…
With the golden light flashing, Lu Xuanji disappeared.
After leaving, about an hour later, a group of monks descended here one after another. Looking at the corpses on the ground, a middle-aged monk cried on the spot, "Walking, you died so miserably!"
"Junior Brother, who killed you!"
"If this revenge is not repaid, I swear not to give up!"
"Kill, definitely kill the whole family, destroy the whole family!"
"If you don't kill it, how can the world see Lotus Temple!"
"There is a devil who kills my Buddhist disciples, and they should be saved!"
"Junior brother, all this is not playing!"
Many monks opened their mouths and said, murderous aura surging, wave after wave, wishing to tear up someone directly.
True Monarch Lotus is the top arrogance of Lotus Temple. He is only 1,200 years old, and he has entered the ninth floor of Nascent Soul. Because of his outstanding aptitude, the Buddha's name is directly named after Lotus, and he entrusts the hope in the temple. Many bodhisattvas hope that he can go further, realize the Tao, transform into spirits, and achieve the status of a bodhisattva.
But who would have thought that such a thing would happen.
Lotus Temple is the great sect of the transformation of gods, and it is also famous in Qi State, and its prestige spreads far and wide. But now, if you kill the walking, how can you not take revenge.
People are cursing.
At this moment, a master stepped forward, wearing a golden cassock, holding a meditation staff in his left hand and a rosary in his right hand. He looked as young as a fifteen-year-old boy, but his aura was extremely strong and his eyebrows were white.
At this moment, before the corpse of True Monarch Lotus, he began to check the state of the corpse.
After observing for a while, he opened his mouth and said: "Junior brother, died in the hands of a swordsman who used the Thirteen Swords of the Universe. That swordsman is very powerful, and he is already half-step into the realm of God Transformation. There are also some female cultivators with the breath of God. The smell of the water palace is that the female cultivator of the Shenshui Palace besieged the junior brother, and it was the swordsman who shot and killed the junior brother!"
"Junior Brother, we will avenge you!"
Another box of monks said: "Shenshui Palace nun besieged and killed the younger brother, causing the younger brother to fall, when you take the shot to save the Shenshui Palace, save the witch in it, let you transform into a Vajra Buddha girl, and make atonement for my Buddha!"
"As it should be!"
"Shenshui Palace, she has been reduced to a goddess, be a transcendence!"
"Shenshui Palace should be destroyed, destroy its sect!"
After talking for a moment, everyone decided the fate of Shenshui Palace.
"Also, look for the swordsman who turned into a **** with half a step, and look for his traces..." The white-browed monk said: "Old Na has already captured a trace of other breaths. If you meet him, you can notify many Bodhisattvas and surrender to the Asura demon. !"
With that said, he took out a relic, ingested the Qi machine here, and created a simple magic weapon.
Hand them out to everyone present.
As long as he encounters that sword cultivator, the relic will turn bloody, and the murderer is nearby.
At that time, the murderer will definitely be surrendered and turned into a Dharma protector.
…
The golden light flashed, and Lu Xuanji disappeared.
Just a moment later, he appeared in the middle of a mountain, waved his sleeves, and immediately thirty-two female cultivators walked out.
It's just that these thirty-two female nuns were all panting, flushed, their faces flushed, their legs were rubbing, and at this moment, they were unbuttoning their clothes, revealing their beautiful bodies, and were constantly approaching him.
"Sir, I want it!"
"Senior, want me!"
"Senior, life-saving grace, little girls can only use their bodies to each other!"
"senior!"
At this moment, many female nuns were poisoned, in the half-daze lake, half-awake, kept approaching him, and kept begging.
At this moment, as long as he stretched out his hand slightly, these female nuns would immediately come forward and have a good time.
It can be described as beautiful.
Especially, among the crowd, Lu Xuanji saw a familiar figure.
True Monarch Linglong, Ye Linglong.
In the past, this female cultivator promised him that he would not abandon each other and become a Taoist companion, but in the end she left inexplicably.
Later, at the moment of Jindan realm, I met once.
I just didn't expect that this time we would meet again.
At this moment, Lu Xuanji was over 1,200 years old. During the long years, most of his friends, old acquaintances, enemies, etc. had also disappeared. Count, the so-called acquaintances, just a few.
Ye Linglong actually entered the Nascent Soul and became one of his few old friends.
It was at that moment that Lu Xuanji took action to save people.
The move was a bit rash.
It also offended the Lotus Temple and caused a lot of trouble.
At this moment, Ye Linglong's eyes were like water, but with the coldness of talking, and the heat in the coldness. The ten fingers are slender, the skin is as thick as fat, like beautiful jade, the snow white is pink, and it seems to be able to wring out water.
A pair of red lips, smiling like a sweet smile, with endless beauty.
The blue silk dances with the wind and emits a fragrant fragrance. The waist is slender and the limbs are long and slender, with a fairy-like and refined temperament. She is dressed in white clothes and has a dark pattern of rusty butterflies on the ground. Butterfly, emitting a dazzling light.
Emei swept away her face with no makeup on, but she still couldn't hide her stunning face.
The skin is like snow, and the expression is indifferent, like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world.
A pair of extremely well-proportioned long legs, without any excess fat on the long legs, it seems that these legs are the most beautiful masterpieces of God, neither fat nor thin, just right.
She kept getting closer, her face flushed, and she was even more intoxicated.
At this moment, as long as he nods his head, he can push the boat and enjoy his beautiful body.
Afterwards, you don't need to take any responsibility.
Just thinking about it for a moment, Lu Xuanji shook his head and said, "It's not right. How can a person take advantage of the fire!"
During the wave of his hand, the mana surged out, controlling the many female cultivators living in the room, urging the change of yin and yang, evolving into the two qi of yin and yang, and began to inject into the bodies of many female cultivators, and began to detoxify them.
The toxins in them, under normal circumstances, can only be deciphered if the men and women are happy.
But yin-yang transformation is a top-level exercise handed down by the ancestors of Hehuan. It is born to restrain all kinds of strange poisons and can decipher all kinds of toxins.
With the circulation of yin and yang, the toxins were washed away, but after a while, the expressions of the female cultivators present changed and returned to normal. Just looking at his embarrassed appearance, they arranged their clothes one after another, but after a while, everyone said in unison, "Meet the seniors!"
"You go away!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"
The girls said in unison.
Lu Xuanji waved his hand and ignored them.
Many female cultivators glanced at each other and were about to leave.
Only Ye Linglong stepped forward and said, "Senior's life-saving grace cannot be repaid. The little girl is willing to promise her as a slave and a maid."
"I don't need slaves, you go away!" Lu Xuanji said sternly, his voice hoarse when he opened his mouth, making the appearance of an old man.
"Senior, no need! But the junior can't forget it!"
Ye Linglong said: "Senior sisters and sisters, please leave! Leave me alone!"
"Junior sister, it's not too late to save your life!"
A Nascent Soul female cultivator said.
Ye Linglong smiled and shook her head.
Many female cultivators had no choice but to leave.
…
Soon, only Ye Linglong and Lu Xuanji were left.
"Why bother?"
Lu Xuanji said, "I don't need a maid either!"
As he said that, the golden light flashed under his feet, and he was about to leave.
Suddenly, Ye Linglong felt a little irritable, because if Lu Xuanji urged Jin Guang to leave, she might not be able to catch up.
"Lu Xuanji, I know it's you!"
Ye Linglong called Po Dao directly.
Lu Xuanji was slightly embarrassed, and he could only take off his mask and said, "Could it be that my camouflage skills are not good?"
Ye Linglong smiled: "Xuanji, your camouflage is very clever. You have changed your appearance, changed your body height, changed some details of your appearance, and you have done a very successful job. But you have overlooked some things. For example, the mana aura on your body, I'm very familiar with it. Secondly, I'm also familiar with the smell on your body!"
"These two points, you didn't disguise well!"
A monk can change a lot, and there are various camouflage techniques.
But some things are difficult to disguise, or it takes a huge price to disguise.
For example, each cultivator's mana aura is different, and there are no identical sequined leaves in the world, nor are there two people who are completely similar. Even twins have a lot of things they don't look at. The breath of many monks is different.
In addition, the aura emanating from each cultivator's body is also different.
Ye Linglong said this, and Lu Xuanji sweated slightly as he listened.
He really thought that the camouflage was good, but he didn't want to ignore some details.
"This time, what do you think!"
Lu Xuanji took action to change the aura on his body, the aura of mana changed, and the smell on his body also changed.
"Now, can you still recognize me?"
Ye Linglong said, "Yes, because of your eyes! Everyone's eyes are different!"
Lu Xuanji adjusted the details again and changed a lot.
Ye Linglong pointed out the inadequacy of writing details.
Finally, Lu Xuanji could perfectly conceal himself and become another person.
But once he made a move, the mana breath leaked out, and his true colors would definitely be revealed.
…
In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around him subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dongdongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make any mistakes!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate. In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around him subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dongdongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make any mistakes!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate. In the void, a man in Tsing Yi appeared with a mask on his face. The moment he appeared, a trace of terrifying energy immediately emanated, as if a tiger was descending.
The black snow around, UU reading subconsciously stopped.
True Monarch Lianhua was horrified, his heart was beating violently, Dongdongdong seemed to be beating a drum of war, and his horror turned into fear. Pai, there are three bodhisattvas in the temple."
"Fellow Daoist, don't make any mistakes!"
In Buddhist practice, those who are powerful in transforming spirits are honored as Bodhisattvas.
At this moment, the man in Tsing Yi took action, and a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword trembled, turned into a little star, and came to assassinate.
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