Bai Xiaochun grinned. "Brother, you are so handsome ~"
A sword light fell from the sky, and white clouds came in from outside the Taoist temple and said respectfully, "Meet the master, meet the elder sister and meet the elder brother."
Li Pingan nodded and said, "Don’t bother!"
Baiyun got up and said with a smile, "What’s Master’s command?"
Li Pingan got up dignified and said, "Evil Master Linmen is afraid that you are in danger."
Many younger brothers have a confused and evil guest in their minds? Who is it? Is there anyone in Datang who dares to come to Sanqingguan to make trouble?
Baiyun suddenly remembered the invasion of the former templar army, and his face suddenly changed. Is there someone coming to the templar again? You can still make Master so cautious!
Boom ~ A huge white beam of light came from the horizon and fell like a punishment in Sanqing.
Li Pingan eyes a clot didn’t choose the light beam, although know that the light beam can’t damage the Sanqing concept that exists, but I still want to try extraordinary means to try whether a government blessing can resist extraordinary temptation. The result depends on whether my actions are tough to face the incoming forces or whether I don’t care in Sanqing concept.
Li Pingan stretched out his hand and pushed the blessing of hell power in the dense runes to condense into a dark mountain. The dark sand river flows like a black river in the dark mountain
Boom ~ white light beams shoot into a large array to form Yinshan projection. In the projection of Yinshan Mountain, the thundering mountains are broken one after another, and the light beams are held back for a moment. After the light beams dissipate, the virtual shadow of Yinshan Mountain becomes very dim.
Ping-an li heart a loose face lit up blocked.
A soft light shines from the sky, and in the light, more than 20 templars fall first. A middle-aged man in a black robe holds a pale gold in one hand and a long sword in the other. The black side of the sword has a faint red light flowing, and the hilt is a skull.
The man in black folded his hands and bent over his chest with a smile and said, "The sacred judgment of the holy mountain has made Crazy San see Sanqing and observe the Lord!"
Li Pingan looked at Mad San with dignity, and he felt a strong threat. He also bowed and said, "Li Pingan, the master of Sanqing Temple, has seen Mad San."
Crazy three got up and looked at the mountain forest and said with a smile, "Isn’t Mr. Dark Moon Dragon Night Dye coming out yet?"
A huge blood moon rises from the mountains and forests. The blood moon is full of black gas and evil is unknown.
Li Ping-an’s heart moved in the dark moon dragon? Is it a title or a real dragon? If it’s really a dragon talk, twist a head to look at the hexagrams and lock Longjing’s heart.
Chapter two hundred and ninety-four Mr. Twelve stepped in
Li Pingan’s novel says, "Don’t go out to meet them in your Taoist temple."
"hmm ~"
"hmm ~"
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Several disciples nodding Bai Xiaochun even took two steps back.
Li Pingan a burst of language this all accept what a group of younger brothers! Aren’t you all worried about the teacher’s safety?
Li Pingan took a step and instantly appeared in front of Sanqingguan Gate, holding floating dust and looking up at the sky. The bloody full moon cassock is elegant and has its own outstanding bearing.
Enlarge the full moon. A group of people carried a bright and gorgeous driving frame out of the bloody full moon. The whole gold color was painted with silver dragon patterns. A string of beads hung down from the top of the dragon boat as a curtain, revealing the arrogance.
Inside the Taoist temple, Bai Xiaochun looked up at Luanjia and murmured, "So rich ~"
Clear snow and clear rain Shi Hao nodded his head consciously.
During the stay, the blood moon faded and disappeared, and the majestic pressure covered the whole mountain range. All the spirits, beasts and beasts were shivering on their faces.
Everyone in the temple felt a heavy heart and an impulse of ministers emerged. It was better to meditate on the name of God of Light immediately.
Crazy three looking at Luanjia is also a worry in my heart. This dragon is not easy to deal with. If possible, crazy three really wants to kill this dragon with a sword, but crazy three has to admit that he is not the opponent of this dragon, and the dragon in the same realm has a natural advantage.
Crazy three hands crossed his chest and said with a smile, "Crazy three has seen Mr. Night Dye come so far?"
Gorgeous drive frame bead curtain account automatically pull a young man lying in the middle of the evil meaning on both sides, scanned the vertical pupil for a circle, and said, "This western region has become your shrine?" The divine judgment enables the king to come, but he can’t? "
Crazy three laughed. "Naturally, but this person is a heresy. Please don’t interfere with Mr. Night Dye."
Night Dye sat up straight and looked at Li Pingan with a pair of vertical pupils and sneered and said, "He is a heretic in your temple and an enemy of the king. Hey ~ Xiao is that you hurt my slave and set me free."
Li Pingan looked up at Yeran and said, "If you say that it is the descendants of Nuwa in Jinsha Desert, it is being original."
Night-dyed corners of the mouth evoked a hint of evil smile and said, "You don’t object to directly admitting that Wang wants you to die, do you?"
Li Pingan one leng this is asking my opinion? Consciousness shook his head and said, "Being original is of course against it!"
"Ha-ha ~" Night dye laughed, and a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly lowering his head and opening his mouth was a roar "roar ~"
Exposing his mouth full of fangs and teeth, a black flame spurted from the night dye mouth and turned into a black fire. The killer didn’t hesitate to say a word.
Li Pingan’s face changed and he was about to make a ripple. Mr. Twelve’s clothes fluttered and there was a sea of fire. With a wave of his hand, Fang conveniently took hold of the black sea of fire, and it suddenly turned into flying snow, white snow and beautiful world.
Night dyeing is a bit numb. What’s the matter? Why is my dragon inflammation gone?
Zhao Xinyue turned to Li Pingan and smiled and said, "Was it always good to see the Lord separately?"
Li Pingan yi also a gift nai laughed, "Mr. Twelve, you will know whether being original is good or not when you look at this situation."
Zhao Xinyue chuckled over her mouth and said, "I believe they can’t stand watching the Lord."
Li Pingan shook his head and said, "You are wrong. If it weren’t for Mr. Twelve’s efforts to be original, this small Taoist temple would be buried in the sea of fire."
Clear snow, clear rain, lie on the wall and show your little head.
Qingyu waved excitedly and shouted, "Sister Xinyue, you are back!"
Zhao Xinyue looked at them and nodded his head and smiled. When he left the Taoist temple, he heard the sound of flying cranes and talked about the snow and rain the most.
Night dye face gradually gloomy to look like a knife at Zhao Xinyue eyes with a strong sense of murder muttered to himself, "Mr. Haoran Courtyard Twelve ~"
Zhao Xinyue turned to look at the two men and bent down to a crisp ceremony and said, "The master of Sanqing Temple has given me a favor and asked the two to retreat."
Crazy three clenched his waist and sword and apologized, saying, "Mr. Twelve’s door is a cult, and Mr. Sanqing’s view is even more heretical. Don’t be confused by him."
Zhao Xinyue said lightly, "Crazy Three, there are no templars here, so you don’t have to talk about heresy, do you? ！”
Crazy three frowned and said, "Mr. Twelve really won’t retreat?"
Zhao Xinyue shook his head.
Mad three regrets and says, "I can take Mr. Twelve away and send you back to the hospital for her husband’s disposal."
"Boom ~" Next to Luanjia instantaneous fragmented a shadow rushed out of the debris and roared, "What are you doing with so much nonsense? Just kill it directly. "A claw goes to Mr. Twelve.
Crazy three looks and moves with the temple people silently retreating and smiling. It seems that this dragon hates the courtyard people very much!
Zhao Xinyue consciousness instantly back a dark red claw shadow stab a sweep before Zhao Xinyue stand place.
"Roar ~" A blow didn’t catch a madman in the middle of the night. A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Xinyue, and the other hand was claw-shaped and grabbed at Zhao Xinyue’s heart.
At the same time, a white jade pen appeared in Zhao Xinyue’s hand, and a sharp but firm but gentle splash was splashed in the middle of the night to dye his palm.