Dragon Emperor, Martial God

"Oh...what...what... woo...mi...oh..."

The master of the line is sitting on the knees with his hands on his knees, his hands are close together, his face is calm, his eyes are dead, and his mouth is six words. (#¥)!

When he felt that Lingyun was stabbing him with a sword, the face of the late master showed a mysterious smile.

Even if this is the case, it can't stop Lingyun's killing. The dragon sword in his hand is still going to change, and the throat of the master is straight.

suddenly! Without any warning, a walnut-sized bead spurt out from Lingyun's space ring, which is extremely fast, and instantly hangs in the air, blocking the tip of the slashing sword!

This bead has no light and flickering, no gathering of China, and no Buddha's power. After flying out of the space ring, the color is still gray and ordinary, and there is no vision!

But it is hanging in the air, blocking the tip of the slashing Lingyun!

How sharp is the dragon sword, how powerful is Lingyun's strength, no matter how powerful Lingyun is, how to change direction, his dragon sword can not stab!

"Oh...what...what... woo...mi...oh..."

The six-character mantra in the late master’s mouth seemed to be magnified hundreds of times in a flash. All the people in the villa felt endless compassion, and the look on his face became solemn!

The late master felt the endless Buddha power, he opened his eyes in an instant, and then saw this extremely shocking scene!

"Amitabha, this..." After the master of the line saw the walnut-sized beads, the eyes showed an extremely shocking color, and even the six-character mantra was forgotten.

The most shocking is Lingyun! Ling Yunxin said that I have searched some of the treasures of the sky in the end of the sacred pit. How can all of them fly freely from the space ring? !

Others don't know, but he is very clear. This is the one under the tiankeng, the small temple in the eyes of the Yang, the seated diamond glazed body, holding the bead!

"Hey! Isn't it an old monk who kills your Buddha's door? Even this is even a tube?!" Lingyun was angry, brushing and stabbing nine swords!

No suspense. It was blocked by the mysterious beads!

And that bead has begun to exude a sly Buddha power, is gradually eliminating the powerful killing in Lingyun's heart!

The master of the line did not care about the long sword that Lingyun had stabbed. After he was shocked for a long while, he almost reached the madness with excitement. He immediately changed to sit as a beggar, and the five bodies voted against the bead in the air!

After the late masters sweared nine heads, they only bowed their hands together. Said to Lingyun: "Small donor, please put away the sword. The old man has something to say."

Ling Yun also knows that he can't kill. He directly put the dragon sword into the space ring. The bead even flew back to the gods, and once again fell into the space ring of Lingyun.

"The truth of his mother's evil, there are weird..." Lingyun's heart is dark, thinking about whether to find a place to throw away this bead.

The old monk who sat down, the strength is too strong, it is absolutely able to kill the existence of the great immortal, and even practice to the Yuan Ying period. It may not be able to deal with the bead he left behind, and this thing must not be left around.

Can't be used by Lingyun, even if it is the best baby, he can also abandon it!

"You say it!" Ling Yun simply took the blood-stained knives and put them back, standing back in front of the squatting master, and said lightly.

"The little donor is definitely not the person of the Mozong! Not only is it, but it is also related to my Buddha's door..." Master Daxi said this first!

Lingyun scared his heart and jumped. He hurriedly said: "The old monk, you must not pull with me, I can let you go, but you can rest assured that I will have a relationship with the Buddha, even if I have a relationship with him!"

joke. Lingyun has so many women who haven't eaten a bite yet. The late master said that he has a relationship with Buddhism, even if it is Lingyun's ability to hold it.

The master of the line still smiled and said with a smile: "The little donor can kill me with the magic knife, but you used the sword, but why?"

Lingyun snorted and said that the monk is a monk, it is simply boring. Anyway, your results are all dead, what kill is not killing?

The late master saw Lingyun refused to answer. He smiled and said: "Dare to ask the little donor, where is your bead?"

Lingyun directly confessed to the river: "On the road, I feel very fun, I took it and saw it, but now I feel that it is not very fun, throw it away tomorrow!"

The master of the line knows that Lingyun is talking casually, but he did not care about it, but immediately said: "With the little donor, I want to stay and stay, throw it, but the old man tells the little donor that this bead It is the Buddha's supreme treasure, Bodhi!"

"Bodhi?!" Lingyun thought about the electric turn, trying to search for the memory of Bodhi in his mind, but he wasted countless brain cells, but still could not remember.

It is in the world of self-cultivation that he has never heard of such things.

"The Bodhi has no trees, the mirror is not Taiwan, there is nothing in the air, where is the dust... Little donor, you have my Buddha door to the Bodhi, but say that there is no relationship with my Buddha door, but some self-deception?"

The late master took a compassionate smile and looked at Lingyun and asked with a smile.

"Hey, what about Buddhism to the treasure? I will throw him away tomorrow!" Ling Yunzui said hard.

Ling Yun is really comprehending. Although he is mainly based on Taoism, he should be regarded as a half-way man, but he is not the real one!

He cultivated his own way, his heart, and he admired that I am invincible, God blocks the killing of God, and the Buddha blocks the Buddha. Of course he will not go to any relationship with the Buddha.

"Oh? It seems that the little donor really wants to lose this Bodhi, so the old man asks more, the little donor lost the Emperor and the Emperor?" Master Xingchi smiled and asked Lingyun Road with a mysterious look.

Lingyun’s head is “嗡” all of a sudden! He is jealous!

I rubbed, although the old monk is not very able to fight, it seems that I know a lot. Now, the Emperor’s pen is in his own eyebrows. The emperor is in his own Dantian. This thing only knows himself, how does he know? of? !

Lingyun’s murderous flash of murder, the binocular pupil once again presented a black and white, and he decided that even if Bodhi blocked himself, he would have to let Cui Lao and Du Gumo kill the master on the spot!

The dragon sword can be exposed and the blood knife can be exposed. Space rings, **** gourds, dragons and dragons can be exposed, but only the royal pen and the emperor can't!

This is too much, everyone in the world wants to take possession of themselves, Lingyun's current strength is too low, if the news spread. Didn't he become a living target?

"What kind of inexplicable things you said, I have never heard of it..." The murder on Lingyun's face flashed away. Fortunately, the master of the line has not looked up and has never seen it.

It doesn't matter if you see it.

"When you come, you are safe, Lingyun, you are the one who is desperate to rob, this boundless task, you can't lose it anyway..."

The more the master of the line is, the more outrageous it is. It is simply four or six, it is not logical, and it is completely in the air.

They come, the security. The destiny of the slain, the boundless heavy responsibility, can not afford to lose ... What is this with what!

Lingyun heard the liver tremble, he felt that the master of the line was late: "There is no need to come to peace", it is very intriguing.

This earth is really mysterious, and Lingyun’s heart is full of doubts.

"Everything has life, everything is empty... It turns out. It turns out that, huh, huh..."

The voice of the late master was lower and lower. After a laugh, the body did not move and there was no more sound.

"Master of the line!" Ling Yun listened to a confused, but still have not waited for him to ask. However, I found that the master of the line has been silent!

With a smile, self-destruction and death!

"This..." Lingyun stared at the corpse of Master Zhou, who had been speechless for a long time. One person stood there and pondered for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh.

Since Bodhi did not let the killing line be late, Lingyun was ready to let him go alive, and the master of the line had already known everything. I can say nothing at all, just drift away, but he said everything.

After Lingyun started to kill again, the master of the line did not need him to do it, and he came directly to break it!

"Thank you for the master!" After a long time, Ling Yun silently made a glimpse of the body of the master of the line, and came to the face of Sun Tianyi.

"Hey, now it’s your turn..." Lingyun looked at Sun Tianyi, who was sitting on the floor, showing a smile and a playful look.

Cui Laohe and Du Gumo formed a squad for Sun Tianyi one after the other. He just wanted to escape and could not escape.

"Ling Yun, what did you do with the old monk? What happened to the bead?" Du Gumo saw Ling Yun finally came over and couldn't help but wonder.

Just now, Ling Yun and Xing Chi masters used extremely high-level voices and secrets. Both of them didn’t even move their mouths. They didn’t want to hear the dialogue between the two men, let alone other people. It is.

"Oh, I have explored what life is ideal for..." Lingyun believes in Hu Wei.

"Hey?" Du Gu Mo almost squirted out, scratching his head and wondering: "You talk about the ideal of life with Shaolin monk? Then how do you put people to discuss death?"

Lingyun didn't want to mention the things of the late master. He frowned. "Everyone has his own life. He has his own heart. What can I do?"

Then he no longer wastes his tongue with Du Gu, and puts the blood knife in his hand as soon as his wrist turns.

"Sun Tianyi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just now I said that I have to unload you eight pieces. Do you still remember?!" Lingyun's eyes, cold, like the blade that had been tempered by the cold ice, asked in a deep voice.

Sun Tianyi now knows that Lingyun is a murderer, but his identity is still hard.

"Ling Yun, the night of Ching Ming Festival, you..."

Sun Tianyi knows that he must die, but he still has to understand the ghost.

Lingyun said faintly: "Yes, I killed it, your arrogant lady, and your son who lost the family, and the four masters, I killed them. If your grandson wants revenge, even if you want Come over, I will give you the opportunity now, you can pass all this news back to the family."

"But, in any case, you must die!" Ling Yun said very clearly with Sun Tianqi.

It was because of Sun Tianyi’s persecution that Zhuang Meifeng had no choice but to promise to be a disciple of the heart, which has already violated Lingyun’s counter-scale!

The dragon has a counter-scale, and it will kill! (To be continued.) (To be continued.)