Legend of the Great Saint

The wind and rain are as bad as rain, thunder is shaking, and in the Taotie Tower, the feast is happening.

“Tiger?” The White Pork Evil God frowned and licked his lips: “Tiger bones make soup, hum, could not be better. ”

Wave the knife in your hand again: "Now, start the second course! ”

The sound of swallowing spit sounded on the large round table, and the Demon Emperors couldn't wait to see the falling blade.

One knife, one knife, one knife after another, like the punishment of late, is even more cruel, fried, cooked, stewed, chewed, swallowed and rejuvenated by the eaters, and the money used as the ingredient makes them laugh and look at all this.

“Come on, eat! A weak meat eater, that's the nature of the world, why hide it, why falsely pretend, who doesn't eat people, who isn't eaten? All happiness is the joy of eating, all pain is the pain of being eaten. ”

The serpent whispered, stirring up fanaticism and pushing the feast to its climax.

The White Pig Evil God was also vibrated: "This woman!” Such a feast would have been the ritual of his sacrifice to the devil's heavens in order to receive more attention. At that time, however, it was discovered that her patronage was getting stronger and stronger, and that he, the “priest", had yielded little and robbed her of the prayer of his identity.

Her eyes made him unbearable, like looking at a sacrificial pig's head.

In the trance, the difference between eater and food was blurred, as if she were not being eaten, but rather eaten in large chunks. She is the sacrificer, and they are all sacrifices.

It's getting more and more disturbing, something seems wrong! “No, it's impossible, it must be an illusion, this is deep within the magic, it's my land, unless the real Emperor Wu himself comes...”

Boom!

The door was open, the storm was full, and the lights shook wildly, throwing a long shadow into the stormy night.

The hands of the White Pig Evil God shook the knife slightly, and the group of Magpies looked down.

A man stood outside the door, dressed in wind and rain, with long hair spreading with the wind, like fiery. Eyebrows wrinkled tightly, with two sparkling red eyes below.

An electric flint swept through the bones, greedy diners, glamorous tableware, and finally landed on the chef with the head of a pig.

“These damn demons! ”

After walking past the Zhu Hong threshold, he walked in like he was walking into his own home.

A Demon King beat the table and got up and drank: "Stop! What are you, breaking and entering the Taotie House? ”

The demons immediately overwhelmed them. They wanted to come, nothing more than the remnants of the Ming religion. The Bishop left them to slaughter. Everyone came to die, just in front of Lord Evil God.

The rest of the Demon Emperor thought the same thing. Yu Yu wiped his mouth and leaned against the high back seat.

“These Minghua guys really don't want to die! ”

“Just in time, another small dish is available to change flavors. ”

“Yeah, that woman's meat is getting sweeter and a little tired. Oh, no, my lord. Didn't I question your cooking? ”

The White Pig Evil God ignored all of this, staring dead at people, his heart pounding, a mocking-style sense of terror flooded his mind, feeling not staying in the glorious building of the lamp fire, embraced by a group of powerful people.

Instead, he walked alone in the dark woods and met the crusading Beast King, the so-called men, just a bunch of noisy crows, but he became a pig.

Qian Jung chuckled: “My lord, you have ordered the tiger bone and it tastes wonderful.” Licked your lips: “But I'd rather taste you. ”

White pig evil god pulled off the apron, swinging a vegetable knife, pointing to Li Qingshan: “Kill him, kill him! ”

The power of the evil gods started, and the entire Taotie Tower came alive, and the walls creeping out blood, cracking open a vast mouth of blood basin.

Roaring loudly: "This is my food house, my demons, I'm the only one who eats people, no one! No one can eat my meat! ”

By a single command, the demons embraced each other. The demon emperors didn't dare to be lazy either. They moved, mainly to do the job. Because all along, the visitors did not show any signs of threat to them, do not understand the white pig evil god, why so angry, seems, there is still a slight panic?

The light went down sharply, and the dark magic burst into the narrow space, rushing into Li Qingshan like a raging tide.

Li Qingshan suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed up his rolling magic. His chest rose tall and turned into a tiger demon rave.

“Ow! ”

The fierce and terrible sound of a tiger flush everything.

The demon emperors were the first to strike, and even failed to hear the tiger whistle, which turned into powder in the sound of the tiger whistle.

But this is just the beginning, as if he were going to pour out all the struggles in his heart and all the barriers in his chest.

The demon emperors' faces changed dramatically, desperately provoking the demon heart and resisting it with their magic. Some try to demonize and resist with a strong body.

But the so-called defense is as brittle as paper. A strong demonic body is no different than a piece of rotten meat.

Tiger whistle tore everything apart, poured it into their bodies alive, and a demonic heart burst.

After six heavenly robberies, Li Qingshan's “Kirin transformation” has made several successive breakthroughs, and his strength has made great strides. The so-called "Demon King” is no longer his opponent.

Nor could it have been so simple to kill. If it were a common fairy, it would not have been possible to do this. After all, this place is deep in the magic domain, and the mere suppression of the laws of the magic domain would have been unbearable.

Yet he was special, every move, even if he hadn't swallowed the Heart of the Dark Sun, the blood of the Kirin was still flowing.

Demon Heaven echoes him from time to time, especially as he performs all the magic of the Divine Spirit. He hears the wind calling softly: "My pride, my beloved son...”

Just one move, the demon emperor kills and the demon emperor is wiped out.

However, these are not the tiger's prey. A pair of red eyes are always looking at the white pig evil god. This sound of tiger whistle is also directed at him. At the moment when the tiger whistles and demonic heart burst, he leapt.

“How is that possible!? Who are you?”

The White Pig Evil God can't believe his eyes. It's impossible for him to kill so many demons at once. However, the pair of red eyes, as if they were stuck in a nightmare, frightened the liver gallbladder, unable to move.

Crows scattered, tiger hunters!

However, the White Pig Evil God was not a pig at all. At the moment of life and death, he waved the knife in his hand and beheaded him.

His dish knife is not an ordinary treasure, but a spiritual treasure from the Taotie Demon God. Even a fairy can't resist. His heart is fierce: “Don't you dare leave no room, I'll cut you in half! ”

In the meantime, the tiger opened his fangs. An ancient bronze sword came out of its sheath, mountain river grass, sun and moon stars, all in it, infinitely spinning.

The evil spirit of the white pig was cold and did not hesitate. He took the knife and left, but it was already a step late.

Blood splashed and knifed arms took off.

The lion beat rabbit also fought hard, not to mention in enemy territory, to face an evil god.

But even the evil gods are no match for him.

With a loud bang, the demons' hearts exploded completely, blowing up the entire Taotie House and devouring dozens of surrounding tall buildings, sweeping through the clouds of the sky.