Looking at the man with awe-inspiring evil spirit, Jiuda felt an inexplicable humiliation. As the Great Shura King of the Feitian clan and the holy monk of the Kraho Temple, when did he be threatened in person? But the other party was too powerful. The thunder avenue that stretched for thousands of miles almost subverted his understanding of martial arts. He thought the other party was a complete master of spiritual skills. With the Shura Taoist tactics, he could find some advantages in the melee end, but the fusion of the three forces that the other party could easily shatter all his pride.

Faced with such a flawless monster, he really did not dare to start the battle lightly. As Tang Luo said, his goal was to become the pope of the Feitian clan. If he was defeated here, even if he was only injured, his grand plan would never be possible.

His face was as gloomy as ink, and his expression changed back and forth, and he struggled repeatedly in his heart.

Just as the negotiations were about to break down, a pair of white bone skeletons rose from the underground that the two yearned for. Two fireflies in the hollow skull, and said with a strange smile: "Cough cough, it's wonderful, it's really wonderful. The old Taoist hasn't seen such a crazy warrior for a long time!"

The inexplicable white bones made Tang Luo very unhappy and punched out with one punch. The fist formed by three kinds of force turned into a wind pillar, which could shatter everything.

Jiuda saw that Tang Luo really took action. He didn't want to be a fist wind and quickly dodged, but he didn't expect that such a fierce attack was blocked by the white bones' wave. Even a trace of strong wind had not dissipated, as if he had absorbed the force.

This change was unexpected to Tang Luo. With his body and three kinds of boxing style that combines strength, he used almost comparable to low-quality mysterious spiritual skills, but was absorbed by the other party so easily. This shows that the bones not only have an amazing strength, but also have mysterious secret techniques. With Tang Luo's martial arts attainments, he also roughly analyzed the roots and feet of the monster in front of him.

Knowing that the strength was no longer effective, Tang Luo untie the attack and sat back on the chair and said to Baigu: "It's unexpected that there will be successors in the White Bone Sect."

The skeleton giggled and made a crackling sound on his bones: "There are people who remember the White Bone Sect. The old Taoist is so happy, cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough.”

When Jiuda saw that the skeleton blocked such a fierce attack, he felt relieved and stood back to his original position calmly and said to the bone: "Thank you for your help, Jiuda is grateful."

The white bone skeleton turned around, opened and closed his upper and lower jaws a few times and laughed silently: "Since the Blood Tower has sent the old Taoist to come, the monk should have more confidence. It's just an emperor of cultivation. Why do you do this for such a thing? I should punish you if you are unhappy with the gentleman!"

In front of the white bone skeleton, Jiuda seemed extremely humble and repeatedly complained: "What the Taoist priest said is that Jiuda was confused. Please do not blame him."

After teaching Jiuda a lesson, the white bone skeleton turned around without comment, and said to Tang Luo: "It's so great that I can see such a wonderful person as Mr. in the wasteland. I wonder if Mr. would be willing to move to the side hall and talk to the old Taoist?"

He was short-speaking and soft-handed. As soon as the white bone skeleton appeared, he solved the problem of the temple, showing great kindness. In addition, Tang Luo was a little curious about the long-lost White Bone Sect, so he naturally would not refuse such invitations. He put thirty-five Luoyuyuan magnetic beads into his robe and said lightly to the white bone skeleton: "Please lead the way."

Standing up, Tang Luo followed the white bone skeleton and left the side door. After passing through a path, he saw an inconspicuous side hall.

The white bone skeleton turned around and bowed to Tang Luo, pointed to the side hall behind, and then sank into the ground. Tang Luo nodded and walked towards the side hall. The door of the hall happened to be open. Looking at it, the one who opened the door was a saint who had just seen in front of the temple. After hearing Dongzhi's introduction, her name seemed to be Daiya.

When I just saw it at the celebration, Daiya attended the event as a saint. She looked graceful and luxurious and inviolable and holy, and was worshipped by thousands of believers. However, when she saw it in the side hall, she had no holy atmosphere at all in front of the temple. She was not dressed, sweating all over her head, and a lewd aura on her body.

Seeing Tang Luo, Daiya looked very flustered. She had no time to tidy up her clothes, so she lowered her head and ran away. It could be seen that Daiya's lower body seemed a little uncomfortable, and even the base of her thighs were tightly pressed together when she walked away quickly.

When he passed by, Tang Luo, who had a keen sense of smell, could smell a scent even more, and walked into the side hall with a frown. A thin man wearing a white bone mask was wearing a Taoist robe. On the messy bed, two traces of entanglement of their bodies could be seen.

I have never heard of any saints who provide sleeping services. Tang Luo, who was behind Gou Chen's mask, frowned, as if he wanted to confirm again, and asked the thin man who had just walked out, "Is the saint of the Kraho Temple who just walked out?"

"Saint? There are no saints in the Heavenly Sect, but they are just prostitutes of Buddha."

The thin man tied his Taoist robe randomly, and did not get up, so he lay half on the bed and chuckled at Tang Luo: "If you are interested, the old Taoist can arrange it if you give your life to the gods, marry the temple, and do physical donations."

"Forget it." Tang Luo, wearing a star robe, sat on the only low table in the side hall and said to the man: "A Taoist can arrange a monk's prostitute in the temple. I really don't know what dirty and dirty existence the Feitian Sect is, which makes people disgusting."

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough." The Taoist, who was half lying on the bed, smiled and said, "What the sir said is really interesting. If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation level could not be fake, the old Taoist really thought that the sir was the passionate young man who had just emerged from the cottage."

"Master, you really know how to joke." Tang Luo, wearing a hook Chen mask, calmly moved and got to the point: "I am just curious. The Bone Gate disappeared for hundreds of years. How could it suddenly appear? Why did it hook up with someone like Jiuda?"

"Sir, I'm not polite. As soon as I met, I asked about the secrets of other people's sects. If I could tell it so easily, why should the old Taoist wear a white bone mask showing others?"

The Taoist wearing a white bone mask put his elbow on the couch and supported his head and said, "It's like a gentleman wearing a mask. He also wants to hide his true origin? Why ask so much?"

"It's reasonable." Tang Luo nodded and said, "It's my rank that has surpassed me!"

The Taoist on the bed sat up, his eyes were filled with smiles behind the white bone mask, and he introduced to Tang Luo: "The old Taoist Fengyou, the killer of the ancient blood building, is known as the bone Taoist, and his master is the White Bone Sect. I wonder what should I call him?"

"I'm Gou Chen." Tang Luo responded and couldn't help but look at the thin Taoist on the bed again.
Chapter completed!