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Chapter 747 Yue Pheasant anxious for revenge, there are wolves in front and tigers in back

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    Qin Yang took out the small book that recorded the white ghost's bragging, and flipped through it roughly again. Indeed, he didn't mention this bamboo slip, and he didn't even mention how the three-body Taoist Lord ended up.

    There are a lot of scattered things recorded above, many of which are messy, and Qin Yang doesn't know what they are talking about.

    ? For example, there is one, the white ghost brags himself, saying that when he was on the bridge of God, he met three titled Taoist monarchs by chance, he was forced to get involved in it, and finally felt boring, injured one of them, and escaped easily.

    This record was recorded before the memory was annihilated. Qin Yang naturally knew his own habits very well.

    If I knew it, it would be impossible to record it so endlessly.

    What is Shinkyo?  Which three titled Taoist monarchs?

    As for what the white ghost said about injuring one of them, he ran away easily because he felt it was boring. This kind of bragging, just listen to it, but based on his understanding of the white ghost, the matter itself is probably true.

    ?Looking at it now, Qin Yang reckoned that the white ghost didn't go into details at all at the time, and in order to collect more information and not arouse the white ghost's vigilance, he probably wouldn't have asked questions about the white ghost's resistance.

    There is also the truth about why the white ghost was almost hacked to death. The white ghost doesn't seem to want to say it. As for watching the excitement, it's not too big of a deal, and it follows the noise, so it happened that A hacked B, but C died. Listen to his nonsense.  .

    It wouldn't be the case that when the hatchet bald giant hacked the black shadow to death, he accidentally leaked some power and hacked the white ghost to death.

    Let¡¯s talk nonsense, when the giants say to cut off the eyelash of your left eye, they won¡¯t cut off the eyelash on your right eyebrow.

    Judging from the back on the stone gate, if he guessed right, it was the memory of the white ghost who fell on the stone gate. Then the bald giant didn't look at the white ghost at all, as if he didn't look at it.  Throw over a little strength.

    It didn't seem to be specifically to hack him to death, but more like to repel flies, he waved his hand casually.

    Qin Yang felt that if he thought about it this way, it was quite in line with the image in his heart of the giant bald man with a hatchet.

    After all, no matter how you look at it, the difference between the white ghost and the black shadow at its peak is not even a little bit.

    Even the White Ghost is far from his prime.

    However, it is not the same who is involved.

    Don't brag or criticize, even if the black shadow has no power and can only talk, it is more than one level higher than the white ghost.

    At least Sombra is not a psychopath.

    After rummaging and searching, but couldn't find what he was looking for, Qin Yang couldn't help feeling a bit of regret in his heart.

    If I knew I shouldn't kill the white ghost so quickly, I should have talked more.

    But this idea is just a pretentious way to look forward to Shu after the fact.

    If it really happened again, Qin Yang would still kill the white ghost as soon as possible.

    Qin Yang felt a little regretful that he hadn't figured out the deeper truth.

    Thinking of getting another one-character formula, even if the classic itself is incomplete, it is still a one-character formula.

    After calculating, in addition to the fear word tactic, he also has the mourning word tactic, the worrying word tactic, and the thinking tactic.

    In addition, a weakened version of the Twelve Demon Swords that is suspected to have the power of Yizi Jue.

    There are quite a lot of methods in his hands. It is estimated that he is the person who holds the most one-character formulas in his hand in the entire Great Wilderness.

    But I can't find where the threshold is, I can't enter the door, I can't learn, and who has any solution.

    The only thinking formula that he learned, probably because he thought too much, derived the auxiliary magical power to speed up thinking.

    It stands to reason that after getting started, it would be easier to conceive the second supernatural power of Sizi Jue than starting from scratch, but so far I have no idea.

    As soon as this thought came up, Qin Yang stopped it immediately, there was nothing to think about, this is not a way to judge talent.

    Even people who are titled Daojun can't learn it, and there is nothing shameful if he can't learn it.

    Glancing at the coffin in the hall again, Qin Yang still hasn't opened the coffin, and the burial is probably not finished yet

    Putting away the main hall, Qin Yang wondered if he went to Lidu and came back, but people didn't show their faces, it's not good.

    Besides, I have to go to the database of the royal family of Daying again

    In the main hall of the Buddha Sect, all the people of the Yuezhi lineage, whether they are masters or disciples, all gathered here. They silently operated the method and visualized Yuezhi.

    The fireworks of the spirit incense hovered over the main hall, slowly condensing into a spherical shape, and after the shape became more and more solid, it could be seen immediately that it was an egg.

    Through the smoke, one can see that a chick in the egg is slowly condensing into aWhat are you doing? The little fat man checked himself carefully, as if he felt that someone was following him. After checking around, he didn't seem to find anything. The little fat man took out a sword and wiped his neck without hesitation.  Then he pierced his heart and committed suicide on the spot.

    In an instant, all the pictures on the bronze mirror disappeared.

    Bai Lin stared blankly at the bronze mirror, completely dumbfounded.

    He praised himself as a ruthless character, even if he found out his own soul power, he would not change his face.

    But he has never seen such a foolish and ruthless character, he is really ashamed of himself.

    After discovering that all the methods were useless, he was keenly aware that there was another way to directly disconnect the peeping, and this guy actually committed suicide directly.

    Just when Bai Lin was still in a daze, there were footsteps in the distance.

    A barefoot and bald head dressed in a black robe, full of evil spirits, came with a smile on his face.

    "My devil is merciful, benefactor, you are injured, let the poor monk help you, and get rid of the pain and suffering as soon as possible."

    As soon as the words fell, I saw the evil bald palm, which was good at facing the wind, turned into a huge vajra palm, and slapped Bai Lin's head head-on.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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