Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan's chest was so hot, he looked at the red face and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Daxiong's palace slowly collapsed, the havoc of the Sanskrit echoed, invisible and without weight, but it was like a mountain pressed against him, like a great river, beating his soul constantly, only to repress it with a tortoise.

His body was also as red as fire, and his warm blood swept behind his thin skin, like a lava river flowing beneath the surface, ready to gush out and devour him.

Limits are used to break through, and breaking them is costly, so that the state doesn't last long.

But the pain of internal and diplomatic compulsion was less than the guilt in his heart. Not long ago, the owner of this face had given his life to protect himself, allowing him to walk out of the Town Demon Tower and allow him to taste the knife of the last resort.

He owes him too much, though his life's grievances are clear.

“Demon!” Don't be angry with the monk.

A shadow overshadowed the sky, and a dark tower descended from the sky, like a mountain.

Li Qingshan looked up. This is the largest town demon tower he has ever seen in his life. This is not only because not angry monks "diagram of the town demon is extremely high, but also because he is extremely magical.

Li Qingshan did not hide. At the moment of the fall of the Town Demon Tower, he looked at the not angry monk and said: “Master, I may be a demon, a demon, but I am not a bad person! ”

Boom!

Big Foshan trembled and Li Qingshan's figure disappeared under the Town Demon Tower.

Don't be angry. The monk shook his fist. I know!

Under the Town Demon Tower, Li Qingshan's ears were quiet.

The raging Sanskrit was isolated, and his turbulent god's soul was calmed down. It was clear that this was not the intention of the Angry Monk. He closed his eyes and raised the Last Flower Knife - he could not stop here!

“Aoyama, give me some time.” Not angry with the monk's voice.

“Master, it's no use.” Li Qingshan seemed to have guessed what the monk didn't want to do. He shook his head and held the knife handle with both hands, but didn't wave down.

“No offense, this is a good disciple for you!” The Confucian master drank furiously.

“Zhufu!” Not angry monks look back.

“Cut the crap, open the tower and let's kill him!” Zhufu took the sword and killed his face.

Don't be angry with the monk. “I can punch him into the Town Demon Palace...”

“Good town demon palace. Want another flying locust king?” Zhufu interrupted with a smile.

“The North Moon is not a flying locust king! ”

Unangry monks asserted that he knew that there were many conflicts between "North Moon” and Qingzhou practitioners, but would never simply assume that it was all one party's fault.

“Don't be angry, Master, I know you've come to sympathize with the evil, but today's event has no second result.” “Yeah, don't ruin Tenryu Zen Yard's Manzai reputation for a bad idea! ”

All the great masters came and said.

Originally, Li Qingshan was caught in the King Kong Volkswagen Formation. Apart from the famous family and the two musicians, it was difficult for them to intervene. Later, the Big Buddha slapped him and felt that there was no need to do it.

Until Li Qingshan knife chopped Jinggang Voldemort Array, one punch to fly the fearless monk, Xiao 'an made another move to reverse the situation, the great masters only reacted, about to chop the demon demon, but was blocked by the demon tower.

One gaze at the Unangry Monk, scornful, ridiculous, accusatory.

Don't be angry. The monk frowned. Right, don't move.

Zhufu said: "No anger monk, you have been deceived by the demon, led the wolf into the room, causing the Ming Fei meteor to fall. It is no sin. If you do not cooperate with us now, kill this demon quickly and redeem it. Do you still want to cover this demon? ”

“Old Piff, if you hate demons so much, why don't you go to Mukai to slaughter dragons and make noise here!” Not angry monks drink.

“You...” Zhufu stunned. I didn't expect him to say anything back.

“Don't be angry, don't be obstinate, even though he is not a demon, he is also guilty of death. Where was that angry monk who was jealous of revenge in the past?” King Chu came slowly, majestically.

“Am I going to condone fornication, and I'm afraid there's a lot of doubt in the meantime, otherwise he's not crazy, why should he do it here? Even if we're going to kill him, let's get to the bottom of it! ”

Not angry monks do not blindly trust Li Qingshan, but think things are very unreasonable. Although Li Qingshan is violent, he is not a brave person. He will kill Ming Fei at this time, in this place, at all costs to expose his identity, and in a desperate situation. There must be a deep reason.

And the great masters do not have a fool, and naturally there will be suspicion in their hearts, but this does not affect their determination to kill Li Qingshan.

Whatever the twists and turns are, the mere fact that the Demon King killed the Archbishop in public is enough to provoke their fellow enemies.

“Don't forget who you are! ”

King Chu Li Li Qingshan must be killed, even if there are more reasons to prove that Princess Ming deserves to die.

This is not even personal hatred, but a race and demonic race fight. Even if Li Qingshan did not kill the Princess Ming, but other unrelated monks, as the head of Qingzhou practice, he must lead the people to slaughter the North Moon here.

“Is identity more important than right and wrong?” Not angry The monk roared out loud, and a piece of naked face was a bit of a raging monk, as if he were resurrected.

The angry monks of the past ignored the so-called identities, no matter what kind of mortal monks or shemale tribes, evil kills and good saves, wanting to walk alone. As a result, enemies everywhere, according to Thousand Husbands, were almost forced into extinction. It was up to Sect Shelter to defend itself. A breath of anger in his heart was difficult to calm down, and he almost went into the demon.

“After all these years, you still don't get it?” King Chu Lei Dao.

“Yeah, I don't get it. Is mercy wrong? Is it wrong to punish evil for good? Is it wrong to be equal?” Don't be angry. The monks are angry.

“Brother! ”

The fearless monk climbed the Great Buddha Mountain again, and the golden big Buddha flew halfway to control his figure. He also provoked the Vajra incarnation to resist for a while, so he was not really hit badly. His face became uglier and more powerful, and he was stunned to look at the non-angry monk.

As if yesterday it had reappeared, the angry monk asked him these three words in this Daxiong treasure palace!

Perhaps the Angry Monk never died, just hiding beneath Mount Big Buddha and not wanting to be provoked into anger again.

King Chu's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, Zhufu said: “Your Majesty, when I was with the demons, it was unacceptable for me to practise the monastery. Now I am immersed in the demons and completely fall into the demons. Tianlong Zen Court really doesn't know how to choose disciples. ”

He shouted and pulled out his sword, pointing to the Unangry Monk: "Bald donkey, if you don't open this tower again, don't blame my sword for ruthlessness! ”

Until the voice fell, he suddenly flew up and rushed toward the Town Demon Tower. Others thought he was going to break the Town Demon Tower. He couldn't wait to go to the North Moon to fight to death. He was so dared!

Zhufu's face was frightened and felt grabbed by an invisible force.