Practice starts with skill points

In the face of the horrible palm of the giant's horrible palm, Bian Yingjie suddenly erected his palms and slowly launched.

At the same time as his palm was launched, a river was hazy and looming behind him.

This river exudes an ancient atmosphere. It flows slowly in the void. There is no starting point or the end point. It seems to run through the time.

Above this river, there is also a faintness of Buddha sitting. It is also hazy and vague.

"Prajna big fingerprints."

Bian Yingjie drank a low, a simple and unparalleled Buddha palm broke out with a terrible breath. When the palm broke the air, countless small Buddhas appeared on the left and right of his arms. Study, it seems that in the prayer of prayer, the void is all a "like" and "Ruo" voice of Chang Nuo.

Zhong Lin's eyes flickered, and all of the pupils were the form of the Buddha.

boom!

In contrast to the palm, the mercury's big hand was crushed, and the troll screamed, and the body was directly shocked by more than ten feet. When he stood up, the entire right hand arm had disappeared.

Bian Yingjie looked calmly, as if he had just done something trivial.

"Well, I have to say that the martial arts of the Buddhist domain are indeed desirable. Although weird, they have a strong restraint about these obscure things." Chi Yaidin admired.

"Buddhism martial arts?"

"Well, San Xiu is different from our martial arts. Their martial arts methods are extremely messy. After all, there is no inheritance. As long as you have the opportunity to get some exercises and martial arts, you will learn some. The martial arts of "Prajna Big Handprint", although it is only a heaven -level product, but the power is good. "

During the two, Bian Yingjie's robe was swinging, and the whole person rose empty and shot again.

"Vajrayana."

It is also the Buddhist martial arts, and the Buddha's power is mighty, the golden light is flickering, and it is from the sun to the rigid. The word "gold" and "just".

Zhong Lin also saw that the two Buddhist martial arts of Bian Yingjie performed by Bian Yingjie belonged to the Bodhisattva, and the latter was Luohan Road.

"Prajna" means "wisdom" in the Buddhist scriptures, and "King Kong" is the representative of "vigorous".

"It is really messy." Zhong Lin whispered.

This trick was shot vigorously, and the giant screaming. Under the stream of the Buddha's power, the whole person is like the ice and snow under the scorching sun quickly melted, leaving only a dark magic Dan suspended floating floating float up in the air.

"Hahaha."

Bian Yingjie grabbed Mo Dan in his hand and was thrown into the prepared jade bottle with Lingyuan blockade.

"Good harvest, if this Magic Dan is sold, it can at least earn hundreds of thousands of real Yuan Dan."

"Shit."

The dweller in the pool scolded disdain, but there was no jealousy in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

The biggest troll was eliminated, and the rest was just some little monster mobs, which could not stop the steps of the three.

Flying all the way, all the earth -shaking magic was scattered, leaving only a ray of pure ground magic yin evil floating in the air, and then Bian Yingjie's entire income of a huge gourd.

In his words, the mosquito is even small, and he is scared.

After half an hour, a castle built by blackstone in the distance came into view, and I did not know what materials were merged into the black stone of the built castle, so that the surrounding ground and the magic of the surrounding grounds would stay subconsciously when they approached, as if there was something in it, there was something in it. They are afraid.

In the four directions of the castle, there is a huge swamp with a wide range of feet, one by one in the quagmire after one after another, banging, release of the gray fog like endlessly, and then slowly slowly. Condennce in the void.

"Sure enough, it is a good place. The place where the inheritance is inherited is here.

The so -called granting people is better to grant people with fishing, and there are always a day of consumption of more treasures, but in this mystery, a lot of ground evils are generated every day. Although the Demon Yin Sha, although it is only a Qipin Yin Sha, as long as it is properly operated, it is also the same as the ancestral gate, which is inexhaustible.

"I want to make this place as my own, and then build a seizure."

Bian Yingjie also licked his lips, and his face was hot.

Only Wei Lang's fists were tightly fists, and his face was extremely ugly.

But at this time, no one cares about him.

"Let's go! Copy home."

"Yes, copy home."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Bian Yingjie rubbed his hands and flew into the castle excitedly. The scales in the pool followed closely. Zhong Lin still guarded Wei Lang and walked into the castle.

There are some medicinal materials in the back garden of the castle, and some precious ore in the warehouse.

In addition, there are various types of weapons such as spiritual tools and mysteries, a large number of refined elixir, the most of which are piles of spiritual stones.

However, there are no exercises and martial arts. The place where the inheritance is inherited here is only to store some supplies of Dongshan, and Zhong Lin is not disappointed. After all, the fundamental method of Zhenhaizong "Xuan Tianhua Long Jue" and "Qinglong Eight Style" have been by him. In obtaining, even if there are some low -grade exercises and martial arts, you can add some insights to yourself.

"Brother Zhong, the inheritance of Haizong in the town has been obtained by you, can you let me leave?"

Wei Lang suddenly looked up at Zhong Lin, his face was cold.

"Don't worry, wait for my brother to come back and make a decision." Zhong Lin said.

"So you didn't intend to let me go, right? Sure enough, the so -called holy land is always so domineering, cruel, and incomparable. How can it share the treasure with us? Inheritance into ashes, countless disciples died tragically. "

Wei Lang looked at Zhong Lin with his eyes straight, and his eyes had no resentment before, but instead became indifferent.

But Zhong Lin was a great earthquake, and an ominous premonition rushed to his heart.

Without hesitating, Zhong Lin shot directly, a horrible sword gas shot out at the fingertips, and went straight to Wei Lang's Dantian. As long as he had a moment, he could destroy his Xuan Dan.

Om!

Standing in the center of the whole castle, the stone knife around the statue of Zhenhai Zong's ancestor trembled suddenly, then bombarded suddenly, broke the layer of the void, and blocked in front of Wei Lang, and then Zhong Lin's sword gas was It also dissipates.

Wei Lang reached out and grabbed the sword in his hand, his eyes burned, and his left hand stroked it gently.

"Ancestor, disciples are incompetent and disturb your sleep."

The sword is dark, and the knife is filled with dark red lines, like the meridians of the human body. On the handle is a strange double -headed beast. The blood of the beast's eyes is red, as if there is endless killing.