Legend of the Great Saint

“Oh, what bad news?” The Bone-Eating Witch King's face was calm and his curtains slightly drowned.

“Have you ever heard of Li Qingshan?” The poisonous ancestors stood in their hands, not looking at the Bone-eating Witch King, but overlooking the city pool and the fields outside the city.

Then the sun set, and the moon rose, and shone two long shadows on them.

“So what if you've never heard of it?” Bone-eating Witch King's eyes glistened and his anger had not subsided.

The poisonous old man immediately saw what was going on. “Looks like the Taoist friend already knows. Then I don't need to talk to the old man anymore. Just one word. Do you want revenge or hate? ”

“So what if you don't want to?” The wrath of the Bone-Eating Witch King only flashed away, turning his eyes and returning to the immeasurable King.

“I'll help you if you want. If you don't want to, I don't give a shit, so go now.” Ancestor Wan Poison said that the excessive words were useless to such a person as the Bone-eating Witch King. Too many words made him suspicious.

“Wannabe is such a good plan. Wanna pull me to avenge you? ”

“Now that Daoyou knows, then Ming doesn't speak secretly. I don't share the heavens with Li Qingshan. I must let him suffer the pain of the world and die of poison.” All poisoned ancestors looked gloomy, and there was tremendous resentment in their low voices.

“A Brother Kim Dan from the precinct, can't Daoist just get rid of it?” Bone-eating Witch King questioned.

“Caveman Mountain is a rare cave in the southern frontier. The power of the Falun Front is great. He has been hiding in it for many years... If you refuse to fight, I will go back to practicing in Vanguardism. Sooner or later, this revenge will be reported, but I fear that Li Qingshan will quietly flee back to Qingzhou Tianlong Zen Court. Even you and I can't do anything about it anymore. I fear that if he survives three days of robbery, he will find us trouble in reverse! ”

All the poisonous ancestors said, as if they could no longer bear it on their faces, they had to brush their sleeves away.

“Daoist, please stay!” The King of Bone-eating Witches grabbed all the poisonous ancestors and sincerely said: “I must kill the bald donkey too. The two of us together, how dare you let him go wild! ”

A bald donkey? The old poisonous ancestor only realized it. The Bone-eating Witch King thought Li Qingshan was a disciple of Tianlong Zen Court, so he was a monk! This little misunderstanding doesn't have to be explained much, and I'm delighted: "It's kind of holding you back!” A long sigh: “Exactly! But there are some things to say ahead. I own everything on Li Qingshan! ”

“Why?” The King of Bone-eating Witches immediately let go of the clothes and sleeves of the poisonous ancestors. "Li Qingshan and Xiao 'an, as genius disciples of Tianlong Zen Court, could come to Mizuzhou South Jiangxiang to stir the rain. He did not know how many good things were on his body. It was worth a lot of courtroom alone to make the poisonous old monster do something about it.

“With all the damage I've suffered from the Vampires!” All poisonous ancestors deserve it.

“Did my people die for nothing when you lost so much money? A hundred thousand, a hundred thousand people, all dead!” Bone-eating Witch King's 'Anger’ way.

“It's just some outsiders, you bone-eating witch city is unharmed. ”

“This cave of Caveman Mountain can give you, other trophies can give you 20%, everything else is mine. ”

“Since we are going to work together, it is not impossible, Ancestor, I will make it easier for the young. ”

The King of Bone-eating Witches was surprised. Thought he was going to bargain again. I didn't expect the Venomous Ancestors to just say yes. Is that a fraud?

The old poisonous ancestor's words turned sharply: “But in these two percent, I don't want anything else. As long as that volume of" The Blood Oath, "and that is, Li Qingshan and others will belong to me! ”

“I'd rather have this‘ 20% 'instead of having a friendly appetite and having a bad stomach.” The Bone-eating Witch King sneered, but let go of his heart. Such shameless greed is like a poisonous ancestor.

“Okay, that's settled.” The poisonous ancestor suddenly said, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Bone-eating Witch Wang's heart sinks: “This old monster is a fraud. It turns out that he deliberately used words to trick me into trying to lead the way. While catching Li Qingshan and others can be painfully avenged, it is also a direct death revenge with Tianlong Zen Court, but he can easily get all the trophies. ”

But if you count carefully, you get a roll of blood oaths, plus ten holes as slaves, it's not a loss. As for Li Qingshan's bald donkey, he was going to take him back to Bone-eating Witch City and torment him slowly, so he promised to do it. However, I forgot to investigate why Wan Poison ancestors did not block Li Qingshan and others in Caveman Mountain, and could still kill bone witches on such a large scale.

Even though Ancestor Wan Poison was deterred by the "Nightmare Eye”, that scam did not disappear. If he was not too confident in his strength and did not feel any warning signs, how could he have ended up like this? And the King of Bone-eating Witches is like breaking his head, and it's unexpected, that there's a magic of turning a great monk into a slave.

“Okay, let's go!” Ancestral ways of poisoning.

“The Great Witch wishes that the sacrifice is being prepared. Please wait a moment and go after the divination.” Bone-eating Witch Wang Dao.

“Together, we still need divination. Daoyou has been bored in this city for too long. Don't you have the guts to do that?” The poisonous ancestors deliberately laughed.

“Have the guts to stop this moment, it's better to wait a few years to get revenge! ”

Unlike the anger shown during the bargaining, the King of Bone-eating Witches was really angry. He was so serious against a monk who had been robbed twice a day. It really didn't fit his identity. Ironically enough, it took so long, you still couldn't take Li Qingshan!

“Ok, ok, the old man is waiting to see you jump!” The poisonous ancestor was angry and wanted to agitate the King of Bones, but thought that since he had promised, there was no need to rush to make him suspicious again. If divination really worked, he wouldn't have lost so much.

In the talking room, a nine-storey high platform has been erected in the square in front of the temple. Fire is lit on all sides, and three sacrificial offerings are offered.

The Great Witch wishes to bring a group of men, women and children to the high ground. Some ordinary wizards wish to lead a large number of bone-eating wizards beneath the high ground, five bodies into the ground and pray in silence.

“That's all? Daoist is not afraid of the anger of your Poor Gods! ”

Venomous ancestors frowned, as one of the strongest men in this world, he had little fear of God, and the Buddha of the gods was made by man, but more powerful practitioners in speaking.

If Poor Master Qi is here, he naturally dares not fart a fart, but it is not possible to break through the power of boundaries and come directly to the world, at best through some sacrificial rituals, just a little thought, there is nothing to fear.

What surprised him was the number of people in this sacrifice, some of the big tribes of barbarians, all over the hundreds of people in a single festival, all picking the strong men, or the vacant virgins.

And that group of people on the high stage, from young children to the elderly, have it, as a sacrifice, “colored” very well. Are you a loyal believer? But look at them trembling, full of fear, and devotion.

The Bone-eating Witch King seems to have forgotten the little unpleasantness of just now, smiling and explaining: “Don't look at them like they are wrong. What we are going to sacrifice is not an ordinary sacrifice, Daoist will know when he looks at it. ”

The great wizard suddenly made a shout, and danced wildly at the top of the high platform, and the prayers of the lower wizard and the bone-eating wizard became loud.

Only the people on the high stage still don't know where to go. The great wizard's wish was yet another scream, and suddenly he played a high song, singing untouched greetings, like a harsh curse, like a vicious curse.

A group of men began to take off their clothes, as if they had been given orders, and then jumped at the woman next to them, moaning and crying.

All poisonous ancestors do not understand. Although there are many rituals * * used to entertain the gods, Poor Qi is not a horny god, but an evil god. What use is it to get these scenes out?

“Don't you see, Daoist? They are all blood relatives, grandchildren for three generations, this sacrifice, we call it the Great Ten Evil Dictionary, to dedicate more than ten kinds of human evil, now it is only the first half. ”

The poisonous old Zuzu realized from time to time that he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself. This poor man is a god of good and evil. He thinks he is ruthless, insidious and poisonous. He does not put the word good and evil in his eyes at all, but whatever he does, it depends on whether it has merit or not. If good deeds have merit, he will also do good and virtuous deeds. Not for evil like this, such deeds are similar to the devil people.

On the high stage, the mating continues, but soon becomes a fight, or even a victimization, which is the so-called second half!

Between these moments, the place of inches, presents a scene of human tragedy that contains more than ten kinds of human evil.

The great wizard prayed as if he had lost consciousness, trembling violently, shouting, more and more fierce, poison juice pus like color, rising from the high platform, gathered on him, straight into the clouds.

In the hearts of the ancient poisonous ancestors, this backward prophetic divination has long been eliminated in the practice. While the so-called “gods” located in the higher worlds have deeper insights into the number of lives, after all, they are two worlds apart and the “gods” themselves are not necessarily good at arithmetic, even though they all have conditions and do not necessarily respond - leaking the sky machine comes at a price.

In the end, it often turns into a farce, and some small tribes simply do not have the ability to communicate with the other world at all. Witchcraft pretends to invite God, and divination results are all bullshit.

Above the platform, there was only one person left, who had just killed his own mother with his own hands, and his neck was torn open by his son, bleeding more than he could, and he died instantly, completing the final tragedy of the Great Book of Evil.

The Great Witch wished him suddenly to freeze, fall on the high stage, suddenly jump up again, emitting a horrible smell of Moko's name, and drink to the King of Bone-eating Witches: “No! ”

That voice is no longer the voice of the Great Witch's Prayer, but full of anger and malice. This broken drink echoed in the city, and the Bone-Eating Witch King's face changed dramatically. Ancestor Wan Poison was also surprised, it really worked, but instead, he made a direct alarm!

Though it is a request to God, only the consciousness of the witch blessing communicates with God to obtain a revelation, which is often blurred, and only the liar directly impersonates the divine speech.

And by the cultivation of Bone-eating Witch King and Wan Poison Ancestors three times a day, you can naturally tell if this is a hoax. The King of Bone-eating Witches asked in haste, "Why not, Goddess? ”

However, the horrible smell had retreated like the tide, and the great witch wished her body a shake, as if it were a broken puppet, falling on a high platform and turning into a bloody mud. The brain nucleus burst, the invisible amount of madness swept away in all directions, and the tower instantly collapsed, accompanied by nearby bone-eating witches, all caught up in it and died on the spot.

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“Poisonous monster, how many things have you kept from me? Don't leave Bone-eating Witch City without telling me clearly today! ”

The Bone-eating Witch King turned his head and looked at the poisonous ancestors. The whole face began to twist and turn blue, deep into the eye socket, and his teeth clashed. The Great Poor God had to warn him at all costs. Obviously, it was never that simple.

There was a roar coming from behind, there was about that “no” threesome, a huge poverty-stricken coming down from the totem, white red eyes, malicious staring at the poisonous ancestors, ready to carry out the slaughter.

Ancestor Wan Poison also implied bad luck. If only the Great Witch received the revelation and issued a warning, he could still use words to stimulate the King of Bone Witches, but now it is the Gods directly to warn him. The Great Witch wishes for his death on the spot. As long as the King of Bone Witches has no problem with his head, he will no longer go with him to Wildlings Mountain.

Ignoring the threat of Bone-eating Witch King and Poor Totem, he said with no expression: "This battle is going to be a little dangerous, otherwise why should I pull you together? ”

“Trying to pull me back!” The King of Bone-eating Witches is covered in black fur, piercing his robe like a thorn, covering his entire body, and no longer has a human figure.

After a strange breakdown, he immediately felt the life and death crisis contained therein, and many of the confusions were clear. No wonder the vengeance was so great. Until now, the poisonous ancestors could not repay him. All he had to do was lay down his face, make a promise, and find two or three helpers. Why wait so long to find Bone-eating Witch City? Please help yourself. It is obvious that he is not good at perceiving the number of fatalities. All the great monks felt wrong!

In other words, Li Qingshan can be repaired to this realm in his 30s. This side has a death feud with all the poisonous old monsters, and the other side dares to hunt down and kill the bone-eating witch. Is it really out of his mind? Why did this poisonous old monster suddenly turn into a ghost repair? I'm afraid he ate more than the legend. Li Qingshan, the bald donkey can't have this power. What kind of horrible giant thing is behind him?

If the Bone-eating Witch King doesn't want to, he thinks deeply of the problem. He feels that the depth of this trip is unpredictable. He also thinks of the hundreds of Bone-eating tribes that have been accurately grasped. He has to think of a possibility. The one in Miaozhou has this ability. Not only can he look at the grass as an ear, but he counts it all over the Kyushu and can confuse his senses. But the one who would normally take this kind of killer at will. Did he detect my plan?

Thinking about it, the Bone-eating Witch King couldn't help but take a breath of cool air. If his plans were made public, whether they were human or demonic, righteous or demonic, I'm afraid not many would be able to tolerate him. King Banyan, who is committed to maintaining the balance of Misty State, no matter how peaceful and large, will have to kill him. The South Vietnamese King is even more unlikely to let the backyard fire go.

“Are those 100,000 Bone-eating Witches just to lure me out of Bone-eating Witch City, so that I can really get to Caveman Mountain, scared that three or five demon kings will be there, facing each other are seven or eight gods, I can't resist! Perhaps there is also the King of South Vietnam sent to cut off my back road. It is a dead end, I must not go. ”

The more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I feel horrible, the deeper and deeper my anger toward all the poisoned ancestors, who knows what role he plays in it.

“Poison monster, you're lying too much, I ate you!” The King of Bone-eating Witches is furious and the Poor Kitty Totem jumps on, meanwhile, the Battle of Bone-eating Witch City Mountain Defenders also runs, emitting millions of lights, dyeing the night sky into a blood red, accompanied by this spiritual cave heavenly blessing, the power is even more astonishing, to kill all the poisonous ancestors here.

“If you dare not go to vengeance, I won't drag you. You want to keep me here, huh, you skeleton witch city don't want it!” All poisoned ancestors swung in green robes, blazing a fearless path.

That's why once the Great Brothers have survived three days of robbery, they all have evil magic tricks. Especially in the magic repair, you are not precise, but two words, deserve it!

The Bone-eating Witch King endured anger, stopped poor Qi Totem, knew that all the poisonous ancestors were right, not to mention how to fight each other, only the aftermath of the battle can destroy Bone-eating Witch City, really push him to the death road to self-destruct Yuan Baby, the whole great battle must destroy, poor Qi Totem must destroy, he himself is afraid to be hurt, this is the price to pay to kill a great monk.

If that step were true, there would be only one bone-eating witch king left in the world, and there was no place to hide, it was very likely that the bone-eating witch would be wiped out completely.

So he calmed down, destitutely returned to the wall of the totem, and stopped running the magic array, and said to Ancestor Wan Poison: "Go away! ”

The poisonous ancestors didn't give a shit, they immediately turned into a green light and walked away. He was also terrified of dying, and the Bone-eating Witch King could have left him here if he did anything.

The Bone-eating Witch King shrugged: “As long as I stay in this Bone-eating Witch City, whoever attacked it will pay a considerable price. I am in a hurry, and I can pull a cushion or two back to do it. Whoever survived the three days of robbery will die, I still do it with no change. Hmm, this revenge, I'll pay for it. ”

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Li Qingshan sat in the nine breath air array of the crystal skull. He swallowed the breath contained therein while running both ways of shemale work. Swimming around in the divine soul, the anger is attributed to the tiger demon, malice is included in the demon heart, and then running the Demon Catalog to suppress the conversion. For the improvement of the Demon Catalog, it is actually much bigger than the improvement of the tiger demon, which is also a pleasure as a surprise.

Just as he was pleased, the Great Book of the Tens of Thousands of Miles away reached its climax. Suddenly, a fierce ideology came directly to his sea of knowledge. The sound of warning through the mouth of the Great Witch's Blessing sounded abruptly, but was full of surprises:

“Are you good or evil? ”

“None of your business! ”