Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Li Yan was startled: "A-level wanted?"

According to the wanted level, it is almost the kind of criminal who will bring disaster to the country and the people to be listed as A-level wanted.

Nan Huaiqin nodded slowly: "Originally he was an eminent Buddhist monk, but he strayed into the way of the devil and tried to worship the Buddha with human blood. He was named an evil monk 15 years ago."

"Because of this, Bai Yu poisoned 67 people in the whole temple, and has since rebelled against Buddhism."

"After the spiritual energy recovered, it appeared three times."

At the end of the speech, the voice of the sixty-sixth old man was a bit bitter: "A temple, a village, and half of the county have not left a single person alive."

Jin Cheng sighed and added: "Every time the demon monk appears, there are corpses all over the field. The government has mobilized all forces to chase and intercept them many times, but they have all returned in vain."

Li Yan's eyes gradually became serious.

Under the moonlight, the sixtieth old man slowly raised his head, his voice was low: "Based on the estimation of the last appearance, Bai Yu's cultivation level may have reached..."

"Shenguan Realm."

The eyes of Jin and Li suddenly changed.

A realm beyond the three realms of the master, the Shenguan realm.

Reaching the Shenguan state has completely broken away from the usual level of cognition.

For the Tianyuan Realm, ordinary large-caliber thermal weapons are still effective.

But in Shenguanjing, ordinary thermal weapons can no longer cause too substantial damage.

Perhaps only the use of large-scale strike weapons can cause devastating damage to the strong in the Shenguan realm.

But a blow of this scale, casually revealed, will cause huge damage to civilians, a price that few cities can afford...

Li Yan's breath was stagnant, he stared blankly at the Taoist priest and the old monk who were facing each other on the screen, and murmured: "But Lu Chen, what will you do?"

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in the woods.

The hand of the young Taoist priest stroking the sword suddenly stopped, he just held the mahogany sword flat, lowered his head and smiled lightly: "Human favor?"

"Yes."

In the picture, the demon monk Bai Yu nodded lightly: "From today on, my little friend is my friend of Bai Yu. If there is any difficulty in the future, the old monk will help me."

Lu Chen suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly, his laughter was clear and clear: "What a word for friend."

Pu Li, who was in great pain, was beaming when he heard the laughter, and just about to speak, he saw the young Taoist priest holding the sword suddenly raised his head.

The divine light in those red phoenix eyes was shining brightly, and Pu Li felt the sword glow that had been pinned to his waist suddenly surging, and a sharp pain spread from his body to his whole body.

The sword intent in the monk's body surged under the divine light, instantly crushing the burly monk's waist and spine.

"what--!"

Pu Li screamed, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth as if he couldn't stop it, his big face was like gold paper, and he fell to the ground shaking like chaff.

In the picture, the demon monk Bai Yu raised his head slightly, his calm eyes blended with the eyes of the young Taoist priest.

I saw Lu Chen's drooping Danfeng eyes were full of sharpness, and the divine power rippling all over his body shattered all the Yin energy around him. He laughed loudly, and the divine voice rolled out of his mouth: "When will the impoverished be friends with such a demon as you?"

Chapter 78 Sword Slashing Heaven and Earth 【Please subscribe, please request tickets! 】

"Evil?"

The old monk with a face like tree bark, with an expression as calm as an ancient well, asked softly: "Then you are walking the right way?"

The young Taoist suddenly raised his majesty, and his posture was like a heavenly man: "In this world, there are good and evil, good and evil, and their own laws."

As soon as the words fell, the mahogany sword in Lu Chen's hand flickered, and the yin energy in the whole world stagnated.

In the picture, the old monk Bai Yu looked at the Taoist priest who looked like a heavenly man, and smiled indifferently: "Tianli?"

"There are still fools in this world who believe in the laws of heaven."

After a long while, the haggard monk, who was muttering to himself, raised his head slightly, staring at the young Taoist priest in front of him with calm eyes, and the momentum of the whole yin meridian changed completely.

A whole yin meridian seemed to be forcibly grabbed by someone, and a long dragon of yin qi jumped up, and the series of tombs made strange noises, and the ghosts in it were eager to try to rise with the yin qi, but they were suppressed by a wave of spiritual power Down.

The yin energy swept into the shape of a dragon, hanging around the old monk Bai Yu, condescending, instantly suppressing the spiritual power of one side of the world, and suppressing the young Taoist priest tightly.

The whole painting ground is the gossip pattern in the prison, under the sweeping Yin Qi, the light and dark are uncertain.

The withered old monk's voice was extremely calm, and he said lightly: "Little friend, do you plan to make an enemy of me, this old monk?"

Facing the long dragon of yin and qi, the young Taoist priest frowned slightly. This feeling of oppression was something he had never endured since he obtained the Taoist inheritance, far exceeding the oppression brought to him by the demon king Pingyuan on the top of Chiyang Mountain.

Against the oppression of the sky, Lu Chen slowly straightened his back, climbed to the top with divine power, abruptly broke the pressure, and the light in his eyes seemed to flow along the corners of his eyes, leaving golden ripples in the dark night.

The mahogany sword in the young Taoist's hand flickered, and the medicinal power of the Shangqing Wuwei Jing and the Dragon and Tiger Golden Elixir in the dantian was consumed rapidly like a wave, and spiritual power flooded the young Taoist's body.

In his mind, the black tiger on the seal of the Celestial Master kept roaring. Lu Zhong took a heavy step and said with a loud smile, "Monk, why do you need to talk?"

"it is good!"

The demon monk Bai Yu chuckled lightly, clasped his palms together and stood in front of his chest.

Outside the wooden house, the long dragon of Yin Qi roared, carrying the momentum of landslide and tsunami, and pressed down on Lu Chen.

Lu Chen did not retreat but advanced, and the divine light around his body gradually became dazzling, as if a heavenly being descended from the mortal world.

In his mind, the fourth sword mark struggled violently, and the scene in Lu Chen's mind suddenly changed. The sun and the moon were in the same sky, and the valley was like a forest, and a middle-aged man who was free and easy was sitting in the valley.

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and his golden eyes shone with the power of heaven, which was not inferior to the power of heaven at the top of Chiyang Mountain, a secret place in the western suburbs.

The majesty of heaven was revealed in the man's eyes, and the whole world froze.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth was like waves, rushing towards the long sword in front of the man.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to hold the long sword. At that moment, Lu Chen seemed to merge with the man.

Lift the sword, luck, cut out.

The long sword fell, and a sword glow whizzed past.

Under the sun and the moon, there is a mountain forest, a valley, the whole world.

They were all cut open by this sword...