Zhu Bajie.

When he was Marshal Tianpeng, he was so magnificent.

After reincarnation, but with such an ugly face, pig Bajie's heart is how unwilling, full of resentment!

If you are not willing to do it, you will not be angry!

The way of evil spirit!

As long as Zhu Bajie does not break the heart demon and wipe away the dust from the heart of Taoism, his cultivation can not be any breakthrough.

Otherwise, even crape myrtle emperor in the north pole should rely on his natural talent.

No, on the way to the west, you can't make an inch of it!

Finally, only by relying on the merits and virtues of the journey to the west can we break the boundary of golden immortals and step into a higher realm.

However, the pig Bajie that Qin Yi recruited is obviously not the pure altar Messenger, but just pig Bajie!

Zhu Bajie, who did not gain merit, did not even suppress the demons in his heart even if he did not go further!

"Strength, my old pig wants strength!

If my old pig has the power to sweep the three realms, why should I care about this damned curse!

Why carry on this disgusting skin bag

The pig demon supreme said, eyes more scarlet, like a flame burning.

The eye light is penetrating and chaotic, and runs through the universe. It seems to cross the barriers of the world and see the vast three realms!

"Hum!"

The nine toothed harrow in the hand was shocked.

"Hoo Hoo!"

The old man with only one breath left turned into a ball of powder, and he couldn't even make a howl.

Die no more!

"Hum!"

Even, nine teeth harrow dropped a sharp edge, tearing chaos.

The Zhongqian world where angzang was located was easily split into two parts by this sharp edge!

Hundreds of millions of life, fall chaos, a moment of countless deaths and injuries!

"No, I don't want to die!"

"Why, why, why do you want to attack us?"

"Please, help us!"

For a moment, the shrill howl of countless creatures began to ring.

As long as the cultivation can not exist in the realm of great energy, it is impossible to survive in the chaotic turbulent flow and be strangled into powder by the chaos storm.

And the existence of those powerful realms also protects too many creatures.

Millions of creatures fall in one breath!

Zhu Bajie didn't care at all. He just glanced at him indifferently, and his eyes were scarlet:

"howl, hate, resent your own weakness!

Resentment of their own vulnerability, will be my old pig wantonly manipulated

"Just like my old pig, I was fooled by the high guy, who showed people in this way all day long, and was despised by others!"

Countless strong people can not help but feel awe inspiring.

From Zhu Bajie's body, they understand what a demon is.

Demon, wanton publicity!

Devil, happy and angry at heart!

If you want to kill, you should follow your heart. If you turn your palms and kill hundreds of millions of creatures, the world will be a river of blood, and you will be a demon.

"This is the sorrow of the weak!"

Pig Bajie carrying nine teeth harrow, light looking at countless howling creatures, eyes in no mood fluctuations.

The scarlet under the eyes is a little dim!

How can they be manipulated by them.

Even if you are unwilling to do so!

Strength is not as good as people, all resistance can only be a joke.

Just like the emperor who knocked him down and turned him into a pig, in his eyes, he was like these wailing creatures.

The curse left on him is the shackle on him!

But he was unable to resist, unable to struggle, and helpless!

This is the sorrow of the weak!

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