Chapter 3961: We are in **** ... waiting for you (1)

Lu Xingyuan finally stopped in front of Mu Yan,

Half of the girl's body was soaked in sand and blood.

But the half face that was exposed was still so holy and immaculate.

In Lu Xingyuan's mind, the scene thousands of years ago unconsciously appeared.

The boy in red in flames.

There is the sad, regretful and desperate cry of Baili Yinluo, the master of Kagura.

Kagura and the Demon of Destruction?

The two parties always seem to be entangled, causal.

Thousands of years ago, if you wanted to destroy the Seven Deities of the World Destruction, you must first remove the Kagura Gate.

This is still true today.

Lu Xingyuan raised the Zen stick in his hand and looked up at Luo Yunxiao, said dumbly: "Yun Xiao, you said to the teacher at the beginning, you like a woman, presumably this is the successor of Kagura! Let ’s see how the teacher killed her and came to take care of your life ... "

Lu Xingyuan's voice came to an abrupt halt, staring at the people in the golden light stunned.

Luo Yunxiao did not know when he had stopped crying.

Even when he started to take away the last vitality of the Xiaoyaomen, he didn't make a sound.

Lu Xingyuan was drawn by a compassionate and desolate emotion at that time, so that he did not find such an unusual.

At this moment, the skin on Luo Yunxiao's body had already shattered.

Every inch was stained with blood, exposing the bones.

His soul is so full of holes that he will fly away at any time.

The phaseless causal tripod above the head is still flashing golden light, and the sound of wooden fish and the sound of Sanskrit are in the ear.

Every sound is painful torture, every sound is **** abyss.

But Luo Yunxiao seemed to hear nothing and could not feel it.

He just opened his crimson and cold eyes like that, looking at Xingyuan.

It seems to engrave his look deeply into the soul and bring it into reincarnation, to live forever and never forget.

If he ... has reincarnation!

Lu Xingyuan's heart jumped uncontrollably.

He had seen too much red dust before killing his body before he died.

But there was never a body that shocked Luo Yunxiao, and gave him a trace of indescribable fear.

Lu Xingyuan set his mind and said "Amitabha" lightly.

Then he raised the mallet in his hand and knocked it slowly.

But at this moment, the sound of an arrow breaking through the sky came.

Lu Xingyuan struck Muyu suddenly.

His eyes burst out with dazzling golden light.

The mallet in his hand did not know when it had disappeared.

The slightly creased hand was raised in the air and gently picked up.

The next moment, a pure black arrow was caught between his fingers.

Looking at the arrow in his hand, Lu Xingyuan rarely showed a surprised expression on his face, "It turned out to be a cursed arrow!"

His figure disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, the five fingers of his right hand had firmly clasped Chu Moli's neck.

Lift him slowly from the wheelchair.

"Amitabha, even a poor monk, didn't expect that a small monk could be lying like a tiger and hiding a dragon."

"There is only one heir to the Kagura Master."

"There are people who can master the spell of mantra to such a degree?"

Lu Xingyuan looked at the thin young man in front of him who seemed to be broken at any time, and shook his head gently. "The Kagura Master is terrible, but the descendants of the mantra are even more terrifying. Even the old master, even his master, has failed Find out the origin of your "curse" as a clan. The spell you cast is even more subtle in my life. "