Legend of the Great Saint

“Ding!”

Ringtone, soul chaos.

The insane demons became more insane and began to kill each other, waving their swords at all living things in front of them.

Abbot Yangon abandoned the monks and rushed into the battlefield, following the direction of the ringtone, searching for anything, was also like a madman.

“Where is it? ”

The monks of the Kyushu world had never heard of the name of White Bone Bodhisattva, but instinctively felt desecrated, so they regarded her as the enemy of Buddha.

However, as Abbot Yangon of Digorohan, what is in mind is not these two words, but to seek an answer.

“Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva! Why, why betray my Buddha! ”

His heart was grieving and his face grew old, and he could neither dare nor regard that man as an enemy.

“Didn't you make a great vow to turn the world into a pure land of joy? ”

The first of the Pure Land Sects inherited the Grand Multiplier Buddhist Law. The first of the Bichuni identity cards was the Drohan fruit title, and the Buddha's ancestors passed on the "Truth Without Words", which was the glory of the whole Buddha Gate and even the Pure Land Sect.

Eight more heavenly robberies, if successful, will be the first mortal to bear the fruit of Bodhisattva since the four great Bodhisattvas.

Nine days up, six rounds, the Buddha door up and down, the attention of all, the waiting is a white bone, and four more poisonous vows are made: infinite people vow to kill, infinite troubles vow to destroy, infinite Buddha vow to extinguish, and no Buddha vow to extinguish.

The Buddha's sorrows, the Buddha's doors vibrated, and the foundations of the Pure Land Sect swayed, have not recovered to this day. Many of the high priests of the Puritan sect were bewildered, and the cultivation has since stalled.

It is the flesh and soul burned out by fire, never to live forever. He must also ask, what is this all about?

However, when he finally found the source of the ringtone, he found only a little skeleton, carrying a bell, and Gaga laughed and jumped on a head.

His head turned half a turn, and he also found Abbot Yangon, squatting on a mad demonic king's head, two pale flames in his eye socket, staring at him with his head crooked, seemingly asking: “What are you looking for? ”

“You are not...”

Abbot Yangon slowed down the coming of God and noticed something different. The three obscure white bone fires were carefully manipulated, but only the demons did not burn humans. It was strange, even the white bone heirs were too strange. If the legendary White Bone Path is such a "discerning good and evil”, what can be blamed?

Between the battlefields of chaos, in the ringtone of his soul, he held his hands together and fell to the ground in prayer: “If you are a white bone heir, please state the reason why the poor monk died without regret. ”

“Monk?” The only bit of wisdom of the Warcraft was inundated with anger, pounding toward Abbot Yangon, full of teeth and a stormy face.

Ming Wang fell from the sky, a sword chopped off the head of the monster monster, rolled in front of Abbot Yangon, the skeleton stepped on it like a roller, and couldn't help laughing. At last, he stopped, his head sprayed a three-obscure white bone fire at Abbot Yangon.

Abbot Yangon waved back to King Ming. He couldn't hide and his eyes were firm. The pale flame poured in front of him, about to burn his eyebrows, forming sixteen words in the air:

“The colors are not different. The colors are not different. Color is empty, and empty is color. ”

“Menstruation!?” Abbot Yangon was stunned, but saw the skeleton leap away, the ringtone went away, and the chaos spread.

Abbot Yangon frowned and pondered bitterly. King Ming defended him and constantly slaughtered the demons.

In a semi-dried river course, white bones are buried in mud sand.

Xiao An thought in his heart: "Let's try to keep this monk from getting into trouble. Qingshan would be unhappy if they burned the mortals.” Although it is not easy to judge the difference between a mortal and a demon, she does not want to make him sad if she had to.

With the eyes of a bunch of skeleton demons, she carefully manipulated the three obscure white bone fires, converging and spreading. Sometimes up, sometimes down.

Gathering like a white lotus bloom, swallowing the demon will put the magician handsome and other strong beings; dispersing like a sky and rain, it sprinkles on countless demons.

I rush into the sky, like a pale hand, grabbing the warcraft flying in the sky; the descent penetrates deep into the earth, like running water, and burns down even Mori white bones buried deep in the battlefield.

She also kept an eye on Li Qingshan.

Bang, brain burst. “Qingshan" did his best to squeeze Li Qingshan's head.

The slaughter of Wancheng was vicious: “Look, you're still alive! ”

The heavens and the earth shook with laughter.

“Aoyama!” Xiao An sat up.

The true disciple turned colorful, and the strong returns to him can't resist the weak “bamboo”.

The headless Li Qingshan punched him in the face, shattering his smile.

Li Qingshan did not die, a little flesh, a piece of bone, a broken head to recolonize, not even a drop of blood, not a single hair.

The laughter of Massachusetts was frozen.

Frenzy knife soul laughs: “This fool, don't you know what" Ashuro never dies "means? ”

Under the care of the blood vortex, Li Qingshan is almost the real Ashuro Emperor, the so-called "Ashuro immortal body”, not only resurrected after death, but also the real immortal body, let alone the head burst, even if the whole body exploded, can be reunited instantly.

Only the depletion of energy remains a problem and dies after depletion. Yet he had endless earth beneath him, and the Magic of the Bull, the divine power of the earth.

Together, they have achieved true immortality.

It's as if Ashuro Dao is showing him his goodness. Come on, try it before you buy it. Ashuro Dao is your destination.

Li Qingshan laughed: "If you can't kill me, go to hell!” A gavel hits the "gavel”, snapping, the heavenly spirit breaks, and does not care about the heart.

This trick “Bull Demon Cape" is familiar to him and can only be compared with "Tiger Demon Peek". Even without horns, the Heavenly Spirit Cover can be used to hit people, and it can infuse more shock power!

“Zhu” was shapely and furiously slaughtered Wancheng. He attacked Li Qingshan madly: “I will kill you! Kill you!”

In this stormy attack, Li Qingshan's head was blown up again, his body collapsed and collapsed, almost crushed into meat and mud. “Zhu" single-eyed a magic light, slicing him in half from the middle.

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

Li Qingshan's two halves laughed simultaneously. He threw away all his defenses, went mad against each other, danced wildly with a knife, and chopped it on “Xuan”.

The knife wind flies wildly, and the redhead flies like fire. Most of the time, he was a monster with no complete human form, and the furious laughter in his mouth was not like that of a human being, but as if it were coming from a bloody swirl in the sky, constantly shaking the spirit of "hubris” and hardness.

Xiao An laid back in peace.

Everyone looked stunned and Wan Jianfeng thought, “I'm afraid my sword won't cut such a man.” Ask Daimonfan again: “Sister, should we help? ”

Daimonfan sighed: "This is not something we can do anymore, but stay away from it!” Look at this scene, Li Qingshan overwhelmed “Ying", it's only a matter of time. If they catch up to help, they can't help much. If they get pulled back, it's too worthless.

And the ground battlefield is also full of fire, the morale of the generals is increasing, the march is continuing, the iron and steel flood is unstoppable. And I don't need their help anymore.

A big breath in my heart revealed a burdened smile. It is still Hailing's foresight. Thanks to this child, half of the people would otherwise fall here and not necessarily be able to win. No, it is definitely a defeat.

“Oh, my God. Oh, my God!” Lotte beauty glows, a white hair turns dark, and a wrinkle disappears: “A few brothers, you can still lose orally, without waiting for 30 years. At the end of this war, he will truly pass on his disciples. Maybe he is still the big brother! ”

But I can't help but admire: “Yao Bamboo's eyes are really good!” Such a person is not only restricted by the Emperor of the district, but also by the previous master brother Lin Xuan, who is willing to marry.

The war has reached its final stage, and the shadow of terror seems to be dispersing.

At the same time, however, the demon emperors who heard Ying-chul's words were astonished.

The "Twelve Metropolitan Demon Shadow Formation” can shape the demon incarnation through a totem column, containing the spiritual will of the demon god, but without an autonomous consciousness, it is managed exclusively by the ruling demon emperor.

With the power of Massacre, harnessing such immense power is extremely reluctant. Every demon king or imperial commander's army is basically 500,000 up and down, which is the limit.

So there is a huge amount of unmatched power in the sky, so far it's just "one beat, one step, one stare” three tricks, simpler than fighting ordinary people, but not even a third of the fighting power.

Young-chul's so-called invitation to the true demon god comes, and nature is not the presence of the demon god himself, but the idea of the demon god is called and infused into the demon god incarnation. In an instant, twelve points of combat power can erupt, even higher, because the means of the true gods are unimaginable to them, the "mortals”.

However, even the emperors are reluctant to see these situations. First of all, the demons may not necessarily respond to the call. They are not random cats and dogs. There are countless important things to think about. Such a "partial war” may not be worth distracting them from. Winning a game in the corner of the chess game may be at the cost of a global loss.

Secondly, even if the demon god answers the call, the sacrifice must exist, which is a demon emperor, that is, the slaughterhouse in the body of the nowadays. And the twelve demons are all angry and uncertain, even if they can't afford the consequences of any interruption.

The demon emperors exchanged colors and thought in their hearts: “This old man intends to summon the demon god consciousness from the beginning and sacrifice the" Holocaust ”as a sacrifice. Aren't you afraid that the demon god will be angry with him? Surely it is a chaos! Even the bones are insane. ”

“Young-chul, my friend, makes sense!” “The Holocaust was a waste, and it was long overdue to sacrifice him. ”

“In that case, let's get started," Ying-chul said. Win or lose in this move! ”

“Win or lose in this move. ”

The core of the twelve magic warriors is flickering.

Rin in the heart of Bancheng, as if a great deal was at stake, turned back suddenly: “Young-chul, you old dog must not...”

A bunch of consciousness descended from the sky through the sea of knowledge, destroying all his will.