Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

The people underneath looked at him, thinking about it, these three questions and three answers, so that they could not ask others, and then asked if there was no, but why his strength has not been seen, since he allowed They can do temptations today, and this opportunity cannot be missed.

So, a few people looked at each other and whispered a few words. Finally, an old man stood up and bowed to the dusty hand above. He said: "The Son, the old and daring, want to ask the Son to enlighten me. ""

Hearing the words, the stranger looked at the old man, his mouth twitched with a gentle smile, and said slowly: "Yes, you come forward."

Listening to this, everyone could not help but raise their eyes and look at the old man. This old man is the great elder of their temple, and is the strongest who has reached the level of the gods. If he shot, the white son on the stage, will it...

My heart was thinking, but I saw that the great elder stood there and did not move, his face was red, his forehead was sweating, and he seemed to be under great pressure. His body was tight and his legs were It was a step and did not take off, and the spiritual power of the body surged. The powerful pressure and the surge of airflow made the surrounding people involuntarily retreat.

"What happened to the elders? Isn't the Son going to let him go? How do you stand there and mobilize the spiritual power?" A young woman whispered.

Next to a man, he lowered his voice and said: "You look at it carefully. The elder is not moving, but can't move. He is pressed by the pressure of the Son, and he can't walk forward!"

"Ah? How come? The elders are the strongest gods! Is the strength of the Son stronger than the elders?"

"The Son is the pro-disciple of the master of the temple, and the strength is weak. It is not surprising that he can press the strength of the elders. Otherwise, the lord will not stand in the same way as he does not care about himself. Did not shoot."

"I didn't expect the strength of the Son to be so powerful. So it seems that no one will object again?"

"It's hard to say." A middle-aged man said, looking at the white son on the stage, saying: "I want everyone in the temple to be convinced, but it's still a bad thing!"

Listening to this, someone asked: "Which is it?"

"Nature is the ability to be a saint."

The middle-aged man said, looking at the front of the big elders, finally unable to support the legs, sitting down on the ground, sweating and looking pale on the stage.

"I lost, and I lost my heart." The elders said, eased for a while, and got up and respectfully bowed to him.

From the redness of his face to the paleness that he couldn’t hold anymore, the pressure on the other side could not be understood, and it was precisely because of this that he also knew the strength of the Son, and indeed he was above him, let him think Not convinced.

The dust nodded slightly and looked at the crowd and asked: "Who else?"

Looking at the white robes on the stage, the look of the saints is as good as the beginning, the face is gentle and temperamental, but it seems that everything is in full swing, so that those who are thinking about how to open are not hesitant.

He is strong and confident. Today's temptations are unexpected to them. People who want to come out and test his last level can't help but hesitate, because the white son on the stage makes him feel that he has no bottom.

However, those who think of the stage will be their Son, and he thought about it, or bite his teeth and walked out.