The journey starts from Dragon Ball

Chapter 143 Back Temple

“Dead to the head, still dare to stiff!" The cadaver Taoist soul drank cold, when he saw him with his hands, a section of the bones emitting a dark white light flying out, pouring anger at Han Lingya.

Han Lingjia hurriedly looked at Shu Jian and blocked her in front. Unexpectedly, the moment she was hit by a flybone, her body immediately left the sky. The whole person could not help but pushed her straight back, heavily hit the rear stone wall, and shocked her with a sip of blood. She only felt Venus catching a cold in front of her, and her back hurt in her heart. She was already injured.

Liu Mengli saw the scent and waved her hand, floating with the spiritual light and exotic fragrance, and flooded into the body of Hanling. She immediately recovered her wound.

“You're a pretty good soul.”Han Lingya turned around and climbed up, looking at the faint light in her hand, looking at the powerful spirit above her head. Suddenly she remembered that this gaze sword had the ability to fly back to her master on its own. An unpleasant gaze appeared neutrally in her eyes. Waving her hand was throwing the gaze out.

Perhaps it is because of the relationship of Shu Jian's own characteristics, the speed of flying out is particularly fast. I saw a stream of light through the air. The body of the sword has already pierced the chest of the cadaver Taoist spirit, and nailed him to the wall. He immediately launched a painful and harsh shout: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Red blood glow from the cadaver Taoist spirit around, waved a move, dozens of black and red horses were summoned out, screaming towards Han Lingya rushed past.

Han Lingjia rushed under her feet gently. She shuddered like a willow. She was quick and agile. Once again, the sword with the spike of the cadaver Taoist soul trembled slightly and flew back into her hands.

Han Lingya instantly rushed into the paper horses, one sword at a time, and her figure was extremely handsome.

“Damn, damn!!"

Looking at the black and red horses he confessed, they were easily destroyed. The cadaver Taoist soul covered his chest and his face was dreary. His eyes were freed from the hall, giving birth to the intention to leave.

Han Lingya's gaze sword gave him too much of a sense of crisis, not only to hurt him, but also to suck the ghost force. When he was stabbed just now, he felt that most of his ghost force had been sucked out, and his soul had been severely traumatized. It was impossible to escape without escaping. Otherwise, if the person beside him had never tried to escape, he would not have been able to escape.

“Sooner or later, I'll come back for the bill. Remember!"

The cadaver Taoist soul releases harsh words, his body slowly begins to fade, his eyes are about to disappear.

“Want to go?" Sun Wukong saw the scene, but he couldn't watch the play. If he didn't do it at this time, this fierce soul would definitely escape.

Step by step, the figure already appeared in front of the harsh soul, one hand pinched his throat, his diminished body instantly solidified into substance, painful struggle.

The eyes could not escape, the cadaver Taoist spirit instantly opened his mouth, a bite of black air erupted, causing Sun Wukong's head to turn slightly frowned, his palm forcefully pinched, a pounding sound, his throat broke, he could not even scream in time to leave, the body of the Li spirit diminished, turned into a black smoke dissipated, it can be called the spiritual flying away.

“This is dead?" Han Lingya walked by with an uneven face, beating herself to death and working. As a result, Sun Wukong pinched her to death. It felt a little sad.

One of Sun Wukong's newspapers smiled: "If I don't do it, he will run away. But you both are doing well, and the ghost is not afraid to face the ghost. He looks like a fairy cultivator.”

“Hee-hee ~ ~" Han Lingya was a little embarrassed to be praised right away.

Liu Mengli also smiled.

”'Come with me,' said Han Lingya. 'This way.

Han Lingya is more familiar with the road because she came here once.

Along the way, the three men killed several ghost wildlings, and saw a lot of burglaries at the edge of the cemetery. Some cemetery walls were chiseled through, and some were pushed all the way; they entered some of the temples, and even the feng shui utensils were not seen.

Han Lingjia saw it and was angry: "It's too amateur, it's too amateur, these grave robbers are so messy, the hole is so messy, even the core of Feng Shui is carved through, no wonder this place will become so smoky, it's all caused by these amateur grave robbers!"

Han Ling Ga scolded her all the way, and as a professional, she was ashamed of the consequences of these amateurs.

The three men walked all the way through the front and to the back.

Han Lingjia looked at the impeccable throne and the empty hall. She looked curious: "Strange, the fierce ghosts are out, but here is so quiet, there is a problem, there must be a problem. The last time I came here, I felt there was a problem. It was really weird that King Huainan's coffin was not seen. However, when I last came here, I had checked it all. I really found nothing, so I returned to the original route. Brother Wukong, can you see what famous hall there is?"

Sun Wukong looked at the two "toads" left on the left and right armrests in front of him. "All the machines are on these two toads, Lingya, do you see any doorways?"

“On these two toads?" Han Lingye couldn't help but froze and carefully gauged the two toads: "Impossible, I also studied them carefully last time, there is no idea at all, Brother Wukong, tell me what is the fame of these two toads?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said nothing, turning his head towards Liu Mengli.

Liu Mengli pondered for a moment and softly said: "I remember the book calling ‘toad’ a toad, but it's still a good thing.”

Han Lingjia nodded in solidarity: "Well, the legend is that the moon runs away and ascends into a fairy. There is a very large toad in the moon, so this ugly thing has become very pleasant.”

Sun Wukong: "It's just a legend. There are no toads in the moon, and this Moon Palace is not on the moon. The Moon Palace is the name of a place in the divine world, not the moon.”

Han Ling Ga immediately froze: "Alas ~ can't she live on the moon?"

Sun Wukong shook his head: "No, the moon is the moon, the moon palace is the moon palace.”

"'Ah ~ I always thought she lived on the moon,' said Han Lingya. 'Since she can't live on the moon, where does she live?"

Sun Wukong: "Nature is the immortal world, which is what they call the divine world.”

“Where is the Realm?"

“The immortal world, which is exclusive to another higher level space, when cultivated into immortals, can naturally break the void and fly up the immortal world; as for the moon we see, it still belongs to the mortal, how can it be linked to the immortal world, those legends are just the imagination of everyone.”..