Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven Chapter 1639: Appearing

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It was just one point at the beginning, but in a short while, that little sunlight burst out and turned into countless points of light, which shone through the endless darkness in an instant.

The blazing light seemed to burn this sea of ​​bones to life.

"The class door makes an axe."

However, the black monk just smiled coldly.

Following, I just raised my hand, and suddenly, the boundless black air surging, as if being stirred by a big hand, formed a sky full of waves, and moved towards Lin Fei's direction, overwhelming.

All of a sudden, this monstrous dark tide seemed to be turned upside down.

The flame that just ignited, before showing its power, seemed to be extinguished in this black wave.

The black-clothed monk has a sneer at the corner of his mouth. This painstaking practice is his greatest support. If it is so easy to break open, he won't act rashly.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, I gained such an advantage...

When I saw Lin Fei who was surrounded by black air, there was even more fiery color in his eyes.

At the auction, this young man was unable to shoot anything because of the impediment of the white-haired real man, but his repeated shots were enough to prove how rich his wealth is...

Although he was able to talk to the three true people behind him, and his identity was extraordinary, it seemed that he had first come to the ruins, and he didn't know the sinister place.

Participating in such a grand event, it is really daring to come alone...

This kind of person is simply a fat sheep who is alive...

I deserve this chance!

It's just that you have to do it quickly. There are many desperate monks in the ruins.

Thinking of this, the black-robed monk no longer has any reservations, and the world of Faxiang is urged to the extreme. The dense black air covers the sky and the sun, and Lin Fei himself is wrapped tightly...

And the yellow spring surrounding the surrounding area quickly gathered, like water from the sky, washing away.

The real yellow spring has been lost in history. This yellow spring was painstakingly refined by monks in black.

It was in the Land of Nine Yin, where various corpses were buried. After waiting for a hundred years, the corpse decayed before extracting a small amount of yellow spring water from the corpse fluid.

Moreover, after that, countless genius treasures were added, refining for more than ten years, and finally as a special magic weapon, integrated into the world of his dharma.

Although it can't be compared with the real ancient Huangquan, it still has a bit of atmosphere.

It can be said that it is always disadvantageous to use it against the enemy. No matter what the magic weapon, it will be filthy after being washed by the yellow spring water. No matter how heavenly body you are, you will rot for it.

It's just that this yellow spring water is not easy to breed, it can be said to use a little less, so previously, the black robe monks didn't want to use it.

But now, I can't manage that much...

"It is your good fortune to die under the yellow spring."

As the black-clothed monk drank it, only the water of the yellow spring was seen, and only the intensive sound of "chichi" was heard, and the void was actually corroded into terrifying cracks.

The nearby mountains, forests, and trees were destroyed and dried up. When blown by the strong wind, they turned into dust and fell.

Just...

Following this earth-shattering vibration, there was suddenly a vague figure, and suddenly from the thick darkness, she was bounced out, and after a few pauses in the air, she stopped her figure... …

White hair, thin body.

"White-haired real person?" The black-clothed monk was shocked, but after seeing the other's face, he stabilized his emotions and suddenly smiled: "It's a coincidence. Say goodbye to the Desolate Temple, I haven't seen you for three or four years..."

This seems to be very polite, but between the words, it is a step forward, hiding in front of him...

The white-haired real man did not speak, but after taking a cold look at him, he cast his gaze on the black mist behind the black monk...

The black-clothed monk stepped sideways, blocking the sight of the white-haired real man, and said with a smile: "Now I have some small things to do here, why don't we talk about it next time?"

"Yes, it's just..." After the white-haired real man looked at him for a while, he nodded the black fog behind him: "You want to leave this person to me."

"Oh?" The black-clothed cultivator frowned, "But this man is my enemy, and he is about to pull his muscles and bones. It is not easy to send it out. By the way, it seems that it was me just now. The shot was too intense and disturbed your schedule. If you have something to do, don't worry about me."

After this nonsense, the black-clothed monk's eyes are already flashing fiercely, and his heart is secretly accumulating all his strength, ready to take action at any time.

Originally, I had expected that this fat sheep would definitely be stared at, so I didn't hesitate to use the real water from the yellow spring to make a quick decision.

As a result, it was still a little late...

Obviously, this white-haired real person has long been nearby and has been hiding secretly...

If it hadn’t been for the sudden use of Huangquan real water in the middle, which corroded a radius of more than ten miles, making it impossible to hide, I’m afraid I would not find it until now...

However, now it is impossible to give in anyway.

This young monk has already been dealt with by himself. He has become fat in his mouth. If he is snatched away, he doesn't need to be in the ruins.

Furthermore, as long as the young monk has everything he carries, the white-haired real person is offended, and it is worth it...

Just...

At this time, I just listened to the white-haired real person, and suddenly said: "So, you are going to grab my things?"

"Hehe, what you said is boring..." The black-clothed monk said with a chuckle: "Spiritual things are originally for the capable, you..."

"Boom!"

As a result, the black monk had not had time to say this sentence, a pale white sword aura suddenly violent

This blow is too fast...

However, the black-clothed cultivator had been prepared for a long time. At that time, he raised his hand and pointed forward, only to see that countless souls roared and roared in the ghost, and they were actually gathered on him.

Under the blessing of that infinite soul, he swelled up rapidly, and in a flash, he appeared as a giant with thousands of feet.

The huge black palm fell from the sky and snapped abruptly, actually trying to smash the white-haired real person alive.

At this time, the white-haired real man was not afraid at all. On that face, there was a sarcasm smile: "I want to see, leave Nanhuang Temple, do you really make any progress... …"