[The Qi-Watching Technique is active: All spirits in the world have Qi, between clear and turbid, and good and evil are clearly distinguished. Using the Qi-Watching Technique, you can view Qi at the level of the target of the two stages of your own]

Fang Leng: “…”

This skill sounds very powerful, but it seems useless...

After Fang Leng's skill was realized, the illusion ended, and Fang Leng also saw the true appearance of the Temple of the Seal of the Temple.

In the sacred and solemn hall, there are various statues erected. These statues seem to tell a story, Yan Ran, Bloody Hou, and Duanhen are all observing.

Seeing Fang Leng come in, the blood-clothed Hou looked at him coldly and said, "If you go out now, I will not care about your rudeness to me."

"What? Worrying that I'm snatching the inheritance?"

Fang Leng was not polite at all.

When you are in the Saint Realm, I will timid you. It’s because someone in my place has never been slutty. Now you are so arrogant!

As for the blood-clothed waiter, will he not hold grudges?

Fang Leng didn't believe it. How could he not know what kind of urinary nature he designed?

The grudge of grudges will be avenged, but it is as cunning as a ghost and has no credibility at all.

Since Fang Leng offended him, he would not be afraid of offending him even more. Anyway, the result was the same.

"Arrogant boy, don't think that my husband's cultivation is suppressed and he will not be able to do anything to you. The bloody gift!"

As the blood-clothed Hou said that, he threw a bloody energy and hit Fang Leng. Yan Ran glanced at Fang Leng but did not help.

The woman is indeed a big pig's hooves!

Fang Leng originally thought that the two of them were at least on the same side, and he helped Yan Ran just now, but now she watched coldly.

The blood and energy of the Blood Clothing Sea dissipated when it approached Fang Leng. If the Blood Clothing Sea was not suppressed, it could still hurt Fang Leng. Now, there is no way for Fang Leng to do anything to him.

"Are you making me laugh?"

Fang Leng felt a little unhappy and took out the dog beater, wanting to hit a few people to calm down.

Just so happens that the blood-clothed waiter is coming to the door, so it will be you!

Fang Leng picked up the stick and rushed towards the Blood-Clothing Hou. The Blood-Clothing Hou was still shocked by the ineffectiveness of his spell. When he saw Fang Leng rushing towards him with the stick, he couldn't help but sneer.

Ignorance child, can you compete with me as a saint?

Even if you don’t have the cultivation level, this marquis can still knock you away with a slap!

So he was beaten away by Fang Leng.

Although he was not injured, the Xueyi Hou felt a little hurt.

Then, Fang Leng came again. Yes, this sandbag is a good sandbag!

"A blow!"

"A heart-pounding blow!"

"Sweep across thousands of troops!"

"Bare you to death!"

It seemed that something strange was infiltrated. In short, Fang Leng was very happy to beat him. This is a saint, a saint who could not be beaten outside! A saint without a saint position is also a saint. After passing this village, there will be no such store!

"Boy, stop! Otherwise, I will kill you in the future!"

"It seems that if I stop, you won't kill me. Come on, continue, don't be cowardly!"

The blood-clothed Hou could no longer get up on the ground, Fang Leng beat him one after another, but he couldn't kill him.

Although the blood-clothed Hou was embarrassed, he knew that he would not be in danger of his life. However, the noble uncle was beaten by a gangster?

The mental damage is greater than the physical damage, but his cultivation level cannot be exerted. With his current spells, the opponent is completely ineffective, and the blood-clothed Hou is almost crying. Where did you come out of the monster!

"Hmph, if you fight again, I will repay the humiliation of today a hundred times in the future."

Fang Leng didn't explain, and it was useless to hit him by the stick. The blood-clothed Hou dared to whisper, and he had to use his own unique skills.

"I think you need to be electrocuted!"

Zixiao Divine Thunder, leave you!

Fang Leng's firepower was fully activated, and 100,000 volts were , and now the blood-clothed Hou finally felt fear . When purple thunder flowed in his body , the numb feeling made him tremble all over, and this time it caused damage!

Zixiao Divine Thunder, destroying demons and evil spirits, although it is affected by level suppression and its damage is not very high, it has always been damaged.

The blood-Yu Hou's hair was standing upside down by the electric shock, and Fang Leng asked, "Are you excited, old iron?"

Blood Clothing: "..."

The blood-clothed Hou couldn't speak, Fang Leng nodded and said, "He is a cruel man, he is quite tough. Since he is not timid, then continue to power and leave you!"

Blood Clothing: "..."

Are you a devil?

He was electrocuted and couldn't speak!

When Fang Leng and Xueyi Hou had fun, Yan Ran and Duan Hen did not look at them anymore. They were concentrating on studying the statues. There were only statues in the Temple of Seizure, and nothing else. When they came in, they only saw these, so they could only study the statues.

When the Blood Clothing Hou was demented by Fang Lengdian, the power of the spirit of the Immortal Palace appeared, and he threw the Blood Clothing Hou out and pronounced the people in the Immortal Palace.

"One of the nine questioners has been eliminated, and nine are left."

At this time, the people who heard this prompt were confused. This god seems to be a little bad at math...

However, only those who know about it knew that Fang Leng was not considered before, but now Fang Leng has entered the Temple of Secretariat. Forget it, in short, Fang Leng is an anomaly, and the spirit of the Immortal Palace is going to be buggy. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have teleported into the land of inheritance.

By the way, Fang Leng had no plans to come.

The blood-clothed Hou was eliminated, and Yan Ran and Duan Hen looked at Fang Leng in front of each other, and they had other thoughts.

Originally, they thought that there was no struggle in the Immortal Palace, after all, they could not kill, but after Fang Leng's trouble, they got another message.

You can't kill people, but you can eliminate them!

The people in other halls also had the same idea, but in the Hall of Killing, the two people in front of Liuli were very well-behaved, and they couldn't behave well, after all, there was a dagger on their necks.

"Killing the Saint, it's really not intentional."

Miao Miao has now become a docile cat. Although Liuli has also been sealed with his cultivation, Killing Saint is Killing Saint. Once the evil spirit comes out, Miao Miao and Ghost Hand are honest. Ghost Hand are not good at fighting. Miao Miao has lying on the ground and admits his conscience. What can he do?

"Steal people from me, no explanation is needed, go to die!"

Perhaps it was because she was wandering and did not put on the tent of Yama, who was usually covered up. Now she looked like a little girl, which made people feel that she was easy to talk to, but that was not the case. The name of King of Yama was not obtained by that gauze dress.

The knife did not stab anyone, and Miao Miao also received the protection of the spirit of the Immortal Palace and was teleported away from the Immortal Palace.

In the Killing Hall, only ghost hands and wandering are left.

"Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"No, no, no, no..."

The ghost hand was so panicked, but Liuli did not turn around and stood behind him. The knife had been swung out just now, but the spirit of the Immortal Palace did not seem to react. A blood mark appeared on the ghost hand's neck, and blood splattered. He quickly covered his neck with one hand, took out a silver needle with the other hand, and brushed it a few times, and then sewed his neck.

The name of the miracle doctor is indeed well-known, and he was shocked by the wandering. Hey, this medical skill is so magical, I really want to try it out again.

Feeling Liuli's desire for knowledge, Ghost Hand was in a bad mood. Fortunately, before Liuli took action, he was sent away.

"Thank you, thank you..."

He was so grateful to the ghost hand sent out of the Immortal Palace that he was sent out of the Immortal Palace. Mom, the killing saint is not a decent sect, it is much scarier than the evil sect!
Chapter completed!