In front of the No. 2 Ancient God Pit, an elderly monk with a shaved head and nine ring scars on his head was picking up Buddhist beads and sending a soft voice.    ?

His voice was soothing, without any fireworks, as if his closest relatives and friends were making the most sincere advice, full of bitter taste.

However, what this monk is doing has nothing to do with compassion—

"Well, you look a little lazy. It seems that the old monk can only cheer you up."

With a move, a short and fat figure fell into his palm. Then, the monk gently tapped his index finger.

"snort!"

The short and fat figure trembled suddenly. He didn't want to beg for mercy, nor did he want the girl in the ancient god pit to suppress her voice because she was affected at all, and just groaned softly.

But it can be clearly seen that a spine on his back was shattered, and the white bone slag pierced the skin and exposed it. The blood instantly soaked the clothes, making it indescribable.

This person is the "knowing god"!

The only life-refining master in Fenghai City was once respected by the master of Tianlang Academy. At this moment, he was greatly humiliated and cruelly treated.

"master!"

The girl cried sadly.

"Little girl, crying is useless. The only thing you can do now is to absorb all the fog of the God-Melting. In this way, your master, the people over there, and the old monk can let them go."

The elderly monk continued to pick up Buddhist beads, and his face did not show any coldness and harshness, but his ruthlessness made people shudder.

If someone familiar here would know that it was not surprising that he made such a move. Because this old monk was a famous "merciful monk" in Jinhuang County. He had always been compassionate, but he did the most cruel and cruel things.

As long as it can bring benefits to him, even if it is a slaughter on the baby in the cradle, he never blinks.

"Ruoru, don't listen to him! Even if he gets the benefits from the ancient god pit, he will not let us go in the end."

A weak cry sounded, and the sound came from a steel cage, which was firmly locked up with several familiar figures - Luo Shuihan, Zhan Taiyue, Ling Haojian...

These people were unable to move and looked haggard, and they were obviously tortured for several days.

"Um?"

The compassionate monk's sharp eyes fell on Luo Shuihan, and his sharp murderous intent hit her like a heavy hammer, causing her to "spray" and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

The murderous intent was circulating, and he was about to continue teaching the other party a lesson. At this time, Yu Ruoruo shouted: "No! I promise you, I promise you."

The white puppy whimpered, as if he knew that the host was irresistible, so he let out a sad roar, and the degree of swallowing the purple fog increased.

These purple mists are real melancholy fogs. Although Yu Ruoruo can absorb them into her body because of the special destiny of the divine destiny. However, that does not mean that she can ignore the harm of melancholy fog!

As the devouring of the Merge of the God Mist became faster, the paler the expression on Yu Ruoruo's face seemed, and even the remaining trace of blood dissipated.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing large pieces of clothing around him red. Yu Ruoruo's body trembled, and every moment it seemed like it was burned by flames every inch!

This little girl who grew up with a pampered life now showed tenacity that ordinary people could imagine, and gritted her teeth and persevered.

"Ruoru!"

Zhishenji and others felt so heartbroken that they felt like they were about to be torn apart.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!"

On the other hand, the compassionate monk was full of excitement, and almost all the ring scars on his head were red. He stared deeply at the ancient god pit, and the thick purple fog finally revealed a gap, and bursts of chaotic aura spread out from it.

Even between a few miles apart, when the breath slightly touched his body, he felt the divine power in his dantian feel like it was lively, as if it had increased a little.

"Miracle! What a powerful magical medicine!"

The compassionate monk gurgled in his throat, and an incomparable greed burst out from his eyes, and there was no trace of the original appearance of a monk. He pinched Zhishenji tightly and urged frantically: "Hurry up! Keep going, don't stop!"

"noob!"

Suddenly, a cry of extreme grief sounded, and a purple light appeared all over the white puppy, which could no longer be suppressed. It fell into the air with a "thump" and fell to the ground, fainting.

Yu Ruoruo also "squirted" out a bunch of blood arrows, shaking and falling down softly. At this time, the purple mist finally completely dissipated, revealing a narrow cave below that was barely accessible to one person.

In an instant, a rich light of divine power gushed out from there, forming a wonderful scene of a three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum!

"Haha! Magical Medicine, my Magical Medicine!"

The compassionate monk was ecstatic and was about to move forward. Suddenly, his steps were fixed, "Who is it?"

At some point, a mysterious figure had appeared beside Yu Ruoruo. His body leaned slightly, holding Yu Ruoruo's petite body in his arms, without saying a word.

Faced with the question from a strong man who had reached the perfect realm of the demigod, he still did not respond at all, but just threw his pity on the girl in his arms.

"Do you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me? Do you know what the old monk is from? I am a worshiper in Jinhuang County and highly respected by Jinhuang Immortals!"

The compassionate monk explored his perception in obscurely, but he found that he could not see through the specific cultivation of the mysterious robe figure at all. He was a little unsure for a while, so he deliberately tried it out.

"Yang Lie! Go quickly. The earth immortal guarding the ancient city of Shou could not even pass by this monk. Run away!"

In the prison, Luo Shuihan and others exclaimed.

"Master Yang, don't worry about us!"

Zhishenji also looked up suddenly, and when he saw the face of Xuan Pao clearly, he exclaimed in surprise.

They have all seen the terrifying combat power of the compassionate monk with their own eyes, and their impression of Yang Lie's strength is still at the time of fighting against Tiantinglou Ren Xingfeng, so naturally they do not think that this young man has the possibility of confronting the compassionate gifts to others.

"Haha, it turns out that it was an arrogant boy who jumped out of nowhere, not knowing the height of the sky and the earth!"

The compassionate monk was very calm and amid the mockery, he grabbed Zhishen Ji and threw him towards Yang Lie.

His powerful divine power poured into it, making it known that Shen Ji's body became as heavy as a mountain, and the momentum of breaking through the air was like a sudden drop in the Nine Heavens. Even the earth would be pierced through a hole.

Afterwards, Zhishenji would immediately shatter all his bones and die!

"Master Yang, dodge! Dodge!"

Zhishenji didn't care about his own destiny at all, but just roared and reminded him repeatedly.

Seeing his body about to hit Yang Lie, suddenly, a slender and soft jade hand gently whirled his back.

A soft and moist force dissipated, and he tricked to eliminate all the divine power covered by his body. Then, Zuo Yezi's figure fell from the sky. She nodded kindly to Zhishenji, and handed over a pill.

"Thanks."

Zhishenji took the pill a little dullly, and as a life refiner, he cultivated his soul mind power. At this moment, he suddenly felt a mind power that was more than ten times stronger than himself from the woman opposite.

Combined with the other party's actions that had just taken action to dissolve his divine power, a burst of hope surging in his heart: Perhaps, the woman in white robe in front of him can fight against the vicious monk?

"Yang Lie."

Yu Ruoruo was held in Yang Lie's arms, and she opened her eyes and called out softly in a weak voice.

"Don't talk."

Yang Lie said softly that his feelings for this girl were as loving as his own sister. Moreover, when he was in Qinglan City, Naizu took care of him many times, and he personally promised not to let Yu Ruoruo be hurt-

result!

After exploring the power of thought, Yu Ruoruo's whole body was occupied by a strange energy, and all his vitality was almost completely cut off!

"Yang Lie, am I going to die?"

Yu Ruoruo opened his eyes wide, with no fear in his expression, "I used to be too ignorant, and always made my grandfather worried. He didn't listen to his master and refused to practice well. Can you help me, take good care of my grandfather, and my master?"

"Silly girl, you can keep these things slowly with yourself. Close your eyes, take a rest, don't worry, you won't have anything to do-"

Yang Lie felt ache in his heart, gently stroked her soft long, and said, "I don't allow you to have something to do!"

After experiencing so many things, especially in recent days, I have seen how sinister people's hearts can be. Yu Ruoruo is no longer that innocent little girl.

She vaguely felt her true situation and thought Yang Lie was comforting herself, but she still obediently closed her eyes.

Yang Lie looked solemn. Yu Rururuo's condition was very bad. Although he had been resolved by his destiny, the Moistening God Mist was too terrifying and had already cut off her vitality so that she only left a trace of it.

Faced with this situation, even ordinary gods have no choice!

fortunately--

"Come!"

Yang Lie's perception flew away and immediately grabbed a wave of divine power in the cave below. Then, he used the thunder technique and grabbed a three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum from it.

The Ganoderma lucidum is surrounded by chaotic colors, and there is a separate divine world behind it, which looks extremely magical-

Magical medicine!

There is no doubt that this is the magical medicine in the No. 2 Ancient God Pit.

This magic medicine already has its own intelligence. It seems to have sensed its own destiny and twisted wildly in Yang Lie's palm unwillingly.

"Swish!"

A ray of fire suddenly appeared in Yang Lie's palm, and it easily melted into a pool of juice, and then pointed it to Yu Ruoru's eyebrows.

"Bastard! This magical medicine can help the old monk break through the divine realm. You dare to waste the resources so much."

The compassionate monk was furious and he stayed here for more than a month, just for this magical medicine. Even if he finally got his wish, he could only allocate one of the Ganoderma leaves, and the rest had to be handed over to the Jinhuang Immortal.

But what about the boy in the dark robe?

He was going to give all the Ganoderma lucidum to Yu Ruoruo, without leaving any of it!

In a violent rage, the compassionate monk turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Yang Lie. His thin body seemed to jump from the nine heavens, with a fierce aura overwhelming.

"Girl, please take action! Save Master Yang quickly!" Zhishenji was shocked and hurriedly begged Zuo Yezi.

Zuo Ye's purple sleeve robe was tightly held by him. He could not help but smile helplessly on his face when he heard his plea. Seeing her indifferent, Zhishenji showed a desperate look and wanted to pounce forward.

Even if wise and futile, he will block this killing attack for Yang Lie first-

Suddenly!

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!