Legend of the Great Saint

Li Fengyuan shouted, “Go save her! ”

Then the bright light that covered the middle of the clouds gradually dimmed, and the feathers beside them all looked cold and regained their strength.

Even though Li Fengyuan can manage Yuncheng, in order to play his true power, he needs the cooperation of all feathers. "Do you want to rebel? ”

“My lord, you asked us to deal with the Hungry Way, we have already done it, please stop! ”

“Well, if you won't help me, I'll do it myself! ”

Li Fengyuan sneered, prompting Yuncheng to decline.

“You are risking the entire feather clan, even though you saved her, Neither Ling Guo Temple nor Hungry Ghost Dao will stop! As the king of the feathers, do you value her alone and ignore the life and death of the Manchu feathers? ”

Li Fengyuan's heart shocked. A familiar face appeared in his heart. There were many children and children among them. The word "feather man” was no longer just a noun for him, but a lot of living life.

Even though he was born to be influenced by Li Qingshan, he is essentially a phoenix of Jen De, but he cannot easily abandon it.

“Feather City stays here. I'll go down myself. Is that all right? ”

Li Fengyuan was about to brush off his sleeve. A feather man pulled his sleeve: “You are dying in vain, and the feather cannot be king. ”

All the feathers said: "My king, think twice! ”

Unknowingly, not only did he have a feather in his heart, but he also had a feather in his heart. Rende could never gather hearts.

But the heartless are doomed to solitude.

Boom!

A golden meteor landed, smashing a massive pit across the wilderness, demonstrating the horrific power of the blow, yet empty.

The Buddha's light shines through the sky and there are more than 20 monks.

The Master of the Left not only summoned all monks of the Temple of the Spiritual Kingdom, but also monks of all the great temples of the world, only to kill the "Buddha Enemy”.

Even if she avoids a blow, how can she resist such a great deal with her seriously injured body?

However, the Left Master did not continue to do so, as she walked to the Gate of the Hungry.

The world of death excludes all living beings and especially Buddhists.

“Master, do you want to pursue? ”

“No, she's a dead end wherever she goes. ”

The left master retracted the wooden hammer and stared closely at her.

A corpse ghost is like a foul dog fighting for food, solidifying all his strength, competing for fear and then jumping.

They all felt the strong will of the hungry ghosts. If they could put an end to the legend for the hungry ghosts themselves, they would gain endless benefits. Breaking through the boundaries of the four heavenly robberies would also be idle.

“Smart choice, let her come! ”

If we leave the emperor, we will eliminate the dreams of the corpses and plot for such a long time. How can we wed other people?

The Dragon King jumped fiercely at Xiao An, his teeth staggered, each one was a hundred times bigger than her figure, born in front of her, phosphorus erupted in her nostrils, but dared not bite.

It's a hungry ghost rule, and snatching food with your superiors is by no means a smart choice.

Xiao An walked through the mountains like a giant corpse, the blood soaked in white clothes, one drop fell on the floor, and a spark rose.

She approached the gates of the hungry ghosts under heavy siege and looked up at the princess in the white bone cage.

The princess grabbed the white bone tightly and looked grieving and desperate: "Xuan Moon. ”

“Mother, wait for me. ”

Xiao 'an said silently, his sleeves flung, his hair flickered, and a black ball scattered.

The Dragon King stared at a black ball in front of him and suddenly a strong fear arose, just wanting to back off.

Boom!

More than thirty black spheres burst at the same time, turning into a cluster of red light spheres that congregate the forces of terror, and then quickly expanded and grew larger, each emitting a million red lights, interwoven together into a huge, unmatched red light sphere, devouring everything centered on her.

The earth trembled violently, causing a wave of hundreds of heights to sweep hundreds of miles away; the waves were more like dozens of storms overlapping and dancing wildly between the heavens and the earth.

The monks stopped far from the sky and were unable to stabilize their shape. There was a roar in their ears, staring at the destructive power of this horror.

The ghosts were the first to strike, and the tight circle turned into a fatal wound, with one head blown apart and the soul scattered.

It all happened momentarily, but it seemed like a long time later, a cloud of mushrooms slowly rose to the sky, and a huge 100-mile crater appeared in place.

Boom!

The Dragon King fell on the ground with a cracked head, and the soul fire was extinguished.

Dozens of dead king ghosts crashed on the spot, and the rest was also a wounded bird, like a bird in a bow, flying around the crater, afraid to approach.

“It's Mozie's landmine ball! ”

The left master frowned and recognized the origins of the black balls at a glance.

This landmine ball can only be refined by the Mozi master, it is extremely difficult to refine and manipulate, cannot be used to fight, can only be used to attack the city breaking formation, but each has the great power to annihilate the mountain peak, pursuing the ultimate destructive power, I don't know how she collected so much.

The fearless monk remembered implicitly. At the time, Li Qingshan killed the master of the Tibetan Sword Palace and seized many landmine balls. The Tibetan Sword Palace was originally prepared to bomb the town demon palace, but it was not expected to be used here in the end, almost the same as the end.

She sighed in her heart. After all, she and Li Qingshan were beneficial to Tianlong Zen Court. If she were not the enemy of Buddha, she might have inherited the abbot position of Tianlong Zen Court.

"This landmine ball does not discriminate against me, Buddha's enemies are at the core. He must be hurt. Take this opportunity to kill Buddha's enemies, or he will suffer greatly in the future! ”

“Yes!” the monk promised.

"" Master, this is a great opportunity, "said the fearless monk." Why don't you assign some people, seal the gates of the hungry ghosts, and remove a great illness from the world. ”

The Left Master hesitated a little, and this hungry ghost is indeed a major scourge.

Howl!

There was a hysterical roar coming out of the Gate of the Hungry Ghosts, and he was angry with the Emperor. Instead of catching a fish, he lost a lot.

Death gusts through the gates of the hungry ghosts, tearing them apart as if a big mouth was yelling at the sky. The Death Wasteland expanded dramatically until it approached the Misty State border. The sky is covered with clouds and heavier.

In the sea of lost trees, King Banyan watched this scene, knowing that it was not only the power to leave the Emperor: the size of the Gate of the Hungry Ghost was the result of the final balance between the two worlds, even if the Ghost Tower kept rising, it was only the wasteland of death that expanded.

This is the Hungry Path. It's an expansion. I can't wait to devour this world.

The destruction of the world seems inevitable.

"Don't worry about these ghosts," said Master Zuo. "We must find her! ”

With the power of the gods, King Banyan slowly deepened his mind into the earth and gave up: "Xiao 'an, I do not want to be your enemy, it is against my covenant with Qingshan. But I can't be friends with you because I know what you're going to do...”

In the flushing of death, the body of the concubine withered rapidly and she was dying.

She had no time to worry about those little things, her hands staggered across her chest, not magic, but blessings - the blessings of her mother.