"Master, you spit out blood on the female Bodhisattva." Ao Yulie looked at Qinglang with a somewhat confused and resentful look and spoke.

I felt excited inside, and I was worthy of being a master, and I was still as strong as before, even if I was injured.

"Take action" means a female Bodhisattva, etc., which seems to have nothing to do with whether she is injured or not.

The third prince of Yulong claims to be a handsome and handsome man in the world, but he can't learn it.

The eldest brother also said: "Don't watch Xiaobailong, you can't learn it."

"What's wrong with Guan Weishi? Weishi just glanced at her." Tang Luo said.

Although his appearance was a little cooler, Tang Luoke did not deliberately exude any "come, fight happily", and it was just ordinary and ordinary.

There is no reason to make Qinglang vomit blood at first glance.

So, there is only one truth.

"Female Bodhisattva, do you want me to consecrate you?" Tang Luo looked at Qinglang, his eyes flashing with a wise light.

After a little thought, he came to the truth:

When the Wuya Sect encountered a great enemy, although it repelled the opponent, Qinglang received secret injuries and had not healed so far and was often closed.

So, where should I go to treat it if I am injured? Master Xuanzang consecrated you for help!

"If you want me to consecrate you, you can say it directly, but I will not consecrate you." Tang Luo said.

If there is a business coming, how can you not accept it?

Qinglang is definitely not a bad person. The rewards of consecrating her will inevitably exceed the consumption. How could Tang Luo refuse such a good thing?

There is no need to make an appointment first, and then spit out blood before the fight begins. This is a behavior of tying up and cheating people, and it is not worth promoting.

"Consecration?" Qing Lang's somewhat lost eyes gradually returned to the clear light.

She never thought that her inner demon was far more serious than she had imagined.

When he saw Xuanzang appearing in the dragon, he looked at himself. When he contacted his eyes, he seemed to see his weakest self.

The past and present intertwined, and the real and fantasy fragments appeared in front of my eyes. For a moment, the true energy was in conflict and was injured.

"No." Qinglang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a look of awesomeness appeared on his face. "Qinglang wants to fight with the master, so please give him advice."

"... Monk! If my senior sister makes any mistakes, I will never stop with you." Tang Luo had not answered yet, and Haotian could no longer hold back his words.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a huge dragon claw suddenly appeared above his head.

Haotian was pressed to the ground by Ao Yulie's claw.

After retracting it, a shallow claw mark appeared on the ground. Haotian lay on the ground, and his whole body seemed to be hit by a mountain. It was so painful that he could not move at all, and his face looked like he was confused.

"I can't even catch my claw, and I still want to stay with my master until I die?" Ao Yulie mocked.

Tang Luo ignored the unlucky child Haotian and patted Ao Yulie on the head.

Ao Yulie knew it intentionally, his body shook, turned into a human form, and shook his hair, looking at Yu Xuanzi and others: "Are you here to watch the battle or to die?"

Yu Xuanzi looked at the ground, who was still confused but not dead, and shook his head with a wry smile and said, "We have no intention of interfering."

"That's good." Ao Yulie nodded.

"Female Bodhisattva, do you really want to fight with me?" Tang Luo stood not far in front of Qinglang, "Is it for the sake of that year?"

"Yes, not." Qinglang did not hide it, "The master is my inner demon."

"Ha?" Tang Luo was a little confused, "Is it psychological shadow? Is it that as long as you defeat me, you can break the inner demon?"

Qinglang hesitated a little and nodded.

If this cannot eliminate the inner demon, what other way can she do?

"Oh, then you come." Tang Luo nodded.

Helping people through the disaster of inner demons is also considered doing good deeds and will have the power of merit.

Qinglang closed his eyes and opened them again. His eyes were full of sharpness. His robe and long hair rose up automatically without wind.

Sword marks appeared on the ground under my feet.

It was the sword energy emitted by Tian Jing Liushuang. Before it moved, it was already so powerful.

This made Yu Xuanzi and others happy, but when they thought of Tang Luo who was even more terrifying, the little bit of joy in their hearts suddenly sank into the sea.

Compared to Qinglang's sword energy, it is extremely powerful.

Tang Luo looked very ordinary, with one hand slightly behind his back and the other hand standing in front of his chest, waiting for Qinglang to take action.

Qinglang pinched his right hand into a sword trick and pointed at Tang Luo.

"One yuan and two qualities, the sharpness is broken, fast!"

Just like the moves I saw at the beginning, their power was completely incomparable.

Tianjing Liushuang disappeared in an instant, without raging sword energy, and without a terrible sense of oppression.

All the power was condensed and condensed at a little.

Before everyone could notice where the disappearing Tianjing Liushuang was, it appeared in front of Tang Luo.

It is only "a finger's thickness" away from the center of his eyebrows.

The cracks on the sword were more obvious than before.

Tang Luo did not dodge or avoid, allowing Tian Jing Liushuang's sword blade to fall on his eyebrows. Time seemed to have stopped for a moment.

In the next breath, endless sharp sword energy burst out from the sky crystal flow.

The space around Tang Luo was completely shrouded in sword energy.

If someone approaches at this time, they may be torn apart in an instant and become a blood mist.

The ground under his feet was cut off a whole layer at once, and it was even covered with a large number of sword marks.

But these sword marks are not messy, but form mysterious patterns.

Tianjing Liushuang was trembling on Tang Luo's eyebrows, unable to make progress, and there were more and more cracks on it.

Qinglang moved at this time, and a afterimage passed by his body, appeared in front of Tang Luo, and pressed his right hand in the shape of a sword technique on Tianjing Liushuang.

A clear sword sound.

Tianjing Liushuang turned into a large number of fragments, but did not land, but echoed the mysterious pattern formed by the sword marks on the ground.

It seems that a small sword formation has been formed.

After Qinglang pointed out the sky crystal flow with one finger, the castration was not diminished and pressed on Tang Luo's forehead.

The moment of contact was contacted, all the powers of the sword formation gathered, pouring towards Tang Luo.

Tang Luo's white hair floated backwards, but his robe was still motionless.

Qinglang maintained a move, his chest was rising and falling, and his face turned pale.

The attack just now burst out with her strongest power, the Shocking Sword, and there is no follow-up.

Tang Luo leaned back slightly and took a step back.

Qinglang shook his body, collapsed on the ground, unable to stand up again.

The gap is still so big that it is unimaginable, it is as wrong as before, and even says it is even bigger than before.

The stronger he became, the more Qinglang felt the distance between himself and Master Xuanzang in front of him.

Just like a natural barrier, it is impossible to cross at all, which is also an important reason for the entanglement of inner demons.

After going through hardships, crossing the mountains and seas, and crossing the hills, I thought that I had reached the end and could at least see the back of the man.

But I found that no one was waiting in front of me. The man was already above the nine heavens and could not even touch his shadow.

"Master..." Yu Xuanzi shouted loudly. He saw Qinglang's eyes gradually fading, and even his vitality was dissipating.

Inner Demon! How could there be such a terrible inner Demon!

Haotian also barely got up from the ground and planned to come over.

Ao Yulie kicked him to the ground without any hesitation: "With the master here, you can save him even if you die, don't cause trouble."

I sighed in my heart that although I don’t have much common language with my master and senior brothers, I feel so good with them!

It’s a pleasure to learn from the scriptures for a while, and it’s a pleasure to learn from the scriptures for a while.

Although it is no longer a search for scriptures, Ao Yulie suddenly regained his feelings back then.

We can call this emotion a fox and a tiger's power, or we can use one sentence to describe it: "My master is Xuanzang of Tang!"

If you go deeper, it can be similar to the unlucky child of Haotian: I'll ask my master to beat you!

"Amitabha."

Tang Luo shouted the Buddha's name here, and the merit jade lotus trembled slightly, and a warm light fell on Qinglang, recovering her injuries.

The feeling of the candle in the wind suddenly disappeared.

However, Qinglang still had no spirit in his eyes, and his heart was ashamed.
To be continued...