Chapter 68

White knife in, red knife out.

Maybe he never thought that he would be stabbed to death.

Until he died, he didn't understand why Luo Hong could escape the pressure of his carefully refined copper corpse, which was comparable to liupinwuxiu, and appeared in front of him like a blink, stabbing him in the heart.

But what puzzled him most was

Dawei Tianlong, Shizun dizang What Buddha is it?!

As for the Buddha crossing, Shami is waiting for Luo Hong to spit out a Dharma.

How did you end up with such a thing!

He What a terrible death!

I'm not reconciled.

However, if the heart is pierced, even if he is a practitioner, he will surely die.

It's extremely cold under the heavy rain.

Shami felt the burning life passing through his body.

He stares at Luo Hong, who is wearing a half smile mask, and holds Luo Hong's knife holding hand firmly.

"Well Is it Buddha? "

He asked hoarsely.

He didn't believe in Buddhism all his life.

However, just now, in his spiritual will, he saw a Buddha with ten hands on his back. The Buddha is very bright.

This is the first time he has seen Buddha clearly.

It turned out that Luo Hong didn't talk nonsense. He really understood Buddhism.

Luo Hong slowly pulled out the long knife from the body of the monk, raised his chin, and the rain water gathered at the tip of his chin to form a drip line.

"Want to know?"

"Since I want to know, I won't tell you."

Luo Hong said with a smile.

As soon as the body of Shami was shocked, Luo Hong gave it back to him.

He molested Luo Hong like this before, and Luo Hong returned it.

This may be the samsara of heaven.

Shami laughed, his eyes with a bit of nostalgia, the aftertaste of the mind, is just watching the Buddha's appearance.

That's Is it true Buddha?

He can't help remembering that when he was a child, he was brought into the temple by the old abbot hand in hand, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and shaving.

However, I don't know when, he lost in the pursuit of power, he incarnated evil, destroyed the temple, killed the abbot and his fellow monks.

He fell into the evil way and had no way back.

That year, the flowers bloomed, and three thousand worries fell in front of the Buddha. Maybe It was the last ray of sunshine in his heart.

Sami's eyes were darkening.

He looked at Luo Hong, shaking hands gradually close.

Then he knelt down slowly.

It's not Luo Hong who kneels.

But the Buddha in my heart.

The torrential rain fell on him and splashed misty water, which seemed to put a veil on him.

Luo Hong, leaning on a knife, calmly glanced at the monk.

"Unfortunately That's an evil Buddha. "

Luo Hongdao.

However, Shami has long been unable to hear, with the yearning in his heart, he fell into hell.

Luo Hong raised his hand and put it on the head of the hermit. The evil spirit in the hermit's body rushed into the magic beads of Dantian.

Torrential rain day after day, interweave the big net that falls from the sky.

The roar between heaven and earth is more and more intense, and there are thunderclouds in the sky, which roar.

Zhao Donghan was lying on the ground, looking at the young man in white standing on the roof through the two feet of water splashed by the big raindrops.

Eyes more and more confused and admiration.

He was too tired to see the fighting process of Chu Luohong. He only saw the powerful half sixth grade evil monk, kneeling down sincerely to the upright childe, as if he was kneeling down on a great Buddha in the world.

The young master raised his hand against the forehead of the monk, like an immortal caressing the top.

Sure enough, even the evil cultivation of the half sixth grade was transformed by the young master.

At that moment, in the eyes of Zhao Donghan, the young master was as brilliant as a real Buddha.

Luo Hong did not take off the mask, wearing the mask of evil king, let him keep the unprecedented sober, and next, Luo Hong still need this sober momentum.

Standing on the roof, he turned his head through the low wall of gopher street and the curtain of rain covering the sky and the earth, looked through Anping County and looked at the sky and the earth outside the high wall of Anping County.

There, he felt the Qi of palpitation even wearing the mask of evil king.

Take a breath.

Luo Hong glanced at the corpse and spread out his palm. The rain fell on the palm and splashed out.

The next moment, Luo Hong's hand clenched.

"Stand up!"

The low voice is like the murmur of the king who is sleeping in the abyss and controls the dead.

The shadow of the corpse trembled.

After that, a mass of black suddenly soared and emerged behind him.

The evil shadow of Sami keeps the posture of palms together, and her eyes are open, and she has a strange scarlet color.

The next moment, the evil shadow of Sami jumps down from the roof and falls on the side of the copper corpse."Big Wei Tianlong Buddha Dizang... "

Hoarse voice, from the mouth of the evil shadow of Sami.

After reciting the Buddha's name, the monk clapped his hand and pressed it on the shadow of the bronze corpse

However, the copper corpse gave out a shrill cry, and the evil spirit on the body poured into the shadow crazily. Finally, it turned into a big copper corpse evil shadow nearly three meters high. The dark copper corpse evil shadow's eyes exuded copper color, while the copper corpse's body was rapidly withered and lost its strength.

Shadow mang turns the coffin and suddenly seals the evil shadow of the copper corpse. Shami's evil shadow carries the coffin and stomps down.

The whole long street above the water like a round wave, toward the surrounding vent.

The evil shadow of Sami falls behind Luo Hong, silent.

Evil one and evil two fell behind Luo Hong one after another. After Di Shan's evil shadow killed the seven grade evil cultivation, they also fell behind Luo Hong and roared.

Zhao Donghan was struck by the water waves trampled by the evil shadow of Sami and fell asleep.

Bang bang bang!

On the long street, a evil shadow entangled with the walking corpse exploded one after another, and the black fog disappeared.

The corpse lost control and fell to the ground.

Luo Hong tried to summon the evil shadows of the remaining seven dead evil practitioners. Wearing masks, he seemed to have an extra lucky bonus. All the seven evil practitioners succeeded in summoning them.

Luo Hong stands on the roof with a knife. His white clothes are flying in the rainstorm.

Behind him, twelve different shapes of evil shadows stood.

One person is the army.

……

It's like the thundering spear and sword hitting each other on the ground, like the shocking collision between the stars above nine days and the ground.

The rain curtain fell from the sky, but it was tilted like space distortion.

In the air, the two figures walked in the air, without fierce confrontation. One held a gun, the other held a sword, and the air engine fought with each other, making the whole body of the two people seem to turn into a cage of heaven and earth, and no one dare to cross half a step.

Housekeeper Chen's green shirt is flying, holding the ancient sword Dijiao. It seems that the sword is alive, giving out a cry similar to the sound of a dragon. The sword Qi is like a dragon snake constantly winding around him.

Although yuan Chenggang looks thin and weak, his eyes are blind, his gun is very solid. He tilts his head, his eyes can't see, but his ears can hear.

If you have a gun in your heart, heaven and earth are clear.

"Chen Tianxuan, old man, I only want to fight for fairness this time. If you fall into the second grade, then I will fall into the second grade and compete with you for the first place in the land list."

Words fall, people have disappeared, leaving only the echo of heaven and earth.

A silver gun, such as thunder tearing the sky, in an instant, swept across the air, as if startled.

If there is a silver dragon roaring at heaven and earth.

Housekeeper Chen's green shirt and hair are flying, looking at the gun King yuan Chenggang, who puts his realm in the second grade, can't help laughing.

This guy is as proud as ever.

Slowly, a sword in the air, just like lifting a heavy weight like light, actually with the moment like an electric snake approaching the silver gun collision, clear sound between heaven and earth, invisible waves such as the vast sea tide spread out in circles.

The old man retreated in the air, suspended, holding a gun in one hand, with his face on his side, and thousands of rain fell from the sky.

"It's too noisy."

Words fall, he pointed to the sky, in an instant, the rain is still, countless raindrops seem to stagnate in the air.

He was shot by the old man and pushed back to the sky.

The next moment, the body of Zhang eight thunder snake, the void will be a whine.

Housekeeper Chen stood still and waved his sword lightly, just like a Tai Chi sword.

If the king of the gun is burst, then housekeeper Chen is smooth.

There are so many thunder snakes, but they can't get close to housekeeper Chen.

It's a fight of dragons and tigers. Everyone is staring at it and sucking in the air.

This is not a fight between second class and second class.

I'm afraid I'll be beaten up in a moment. I'm half dead.

Zizizi

The old man retired from the Zhangba thunder snake state.

The old clothes on my body are constantly bulging, bulging

Staring at Chen Tianxuan in a green shirt, he tilts his head and grins with yellow teeth.

Holding a silver gun, pointing to heaven and earth.

The rain curtain, which was shot back for nine days by him, was mixed up under this shot.

Countless raindrops even raindrops, gathered into a huge rain gun.

"Chen Tianxuan, take my old man's" one breath of heaven and earth "!"

Boom!

One shot stirs the image of heaven and earth, a huge rain gun made of raindrops.

Suddenly accompanied by the whistling of the world, towards the flying in the void of a green shirt hit.

It's like a Jiutian mansion crashing into an ant looking up at the sky.

Housekeeper Chen smiles."I have only one sword. It's called Baijiao."

Let go of your hand, the ancient sword in front of you floats. In a flash, the sword is divided into two parts, two changes, three changes and four changes

With four swords, Baijiao's sword spirit flourishes.

Suddenly a sword Qi white Jiao, lifelike, upstream, with the huge rain gun to a collision.

As if, shaking the sky, pull Kunlun!

Everyone is staring at this amazing collision.

Anping County, long street.

Luo Hong, wearing a mask of evil king and a white shirt, runs along the long street.

Running, I don't know when I slowed down, stepped on the water, looked up at the collision.

Is this a high-quality practitioner?

This situation makes Luo Hong feel poetic.

Finally

But only spit out four words of vulgarity.

"Lying in the trough, bull force."

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