And every one.

They are all at the level of heaven and earth.

This level of insanity.

Let Luo Hu have given up thinking.

Back then, his body was destroyed with an ax by Pangu, and his soul fled to the prehistoric wilderness to lie dormant for hundreds of millions of years.

In the end, he borrowed the Four Swords of Zhu Xian to reshape his physical body.

There is no such moment of despair.

Relative to Rahu's despair.

Ming Dao and Yuan Huan were already so excited that they couldn't wait to roar loudly to express their excitement.

The benefactor is the benefactor.

Do all things alone.

Don't talk about floods.

They were the Three Thousand Demon Gods of Chaos back then.

No one can do this either.

"Who are you? You are not the reincarnated Chaos Demon God."

Luo Hu stared at Long Ming.

If you don't ask this answer.

He felt that he could not rest in peace even if he died.

Long Ming looked at Luo Hu calmly.

Then smiled.

"Dragon clan, the ancestor of the underworld dragon, Longming."

Luo Hu's entire soul twitched.

He understood the meaning of Long Ming's answer.

He, Luo Hu, only needs to know his superficial identity.

others.

He is not entitled to know.

Rahu smiled sadly.

"Okay, okay, okay, Patriarch, I admit it."

"Give the ancestor me a happy time."

Long Ming grinned and snapped his fingers.

The Xuanhuang Susheng Formation that revived the Zulong appeared at his feet.

Xuanhuang fortune enveloped Rahu's primordial spirit.

After a moment.

Rahu was resurrected.

"what do you mean?"

Luo Hu was bewildered.

Why did you bring me back to life?

Do you want me, my ancestor, to submit to you?

Don't wait for Luo Hu to think about anything.

Long Ming made a quick move.

Catch the Four Swords of Zhu Xian that fell to the ground before.

As soon as Luo Hu saw Zhu Xian's Four Swords.

It was a cold sweat.

fog grass.

you won't be...

Long Ming grinned.

"Your Zhuxian Sword Formation is very interesting, show me it again."

puff!

Rahu sprayed.

A mouthful of blood spurted three feet away.

puff!

Ming Dao and Yuan Huan also sprayed.

They sprayed each other with spit on each other's faces.

Then the two reached out to cover each other's mouth tightly.

Not anymore.

I can't help laughing.

The benefactor is mighty and domineering.

The benefactor is invincible.

Benefactor... You will kill us with joy.

Luo Hu's face was full of madness and despair.

"Long Ming, if you want to kill, kill, if you want to cut, then cut."

"You humiliated me, Patriarch, how can you still be a strong man?"

The smile on Long Ming's face remained unchanged.

The tone has turned cold.

"Billions of living beings in the West, you will perform a billions of times."

"Don't worry, I have time."

Ming Dao and Yuan Huan nodded vigorously from behind.

you do not say.

The benefactor masters the way of time at the level of heaven and earth.

There is time.

Long Ming said.

A finger flick.

The huge hourglass of time appeared behind him again.

Rahu's pupils shrank.

This time he didn't hesitate any more.

Snapped!

I knelt down directly.

"Fellow Daoist Long Ming, Patriarch, I am wrong, the poor Daoist made a mistake."

"Pindao dare not fight against you again."

"Just give Pindao a good time."

"Just let Pindao die." .

Chapter 34 Merit can also be given away?

Luo Hu's heart was broken at this moment.

A majestic demon ancestor, a generation of heroes.

Rahu was not afraid of death.

Not afraid of being tortured.

But being tossed by Long Ming like this, he was afraid.

This feeling that no matter what you do, it is all under the control of the other party.

It made Luo Hu feel aggrieved and afraid.

More importantly, after being resurrected, he suddenly remembered something.

He is now burdened with the karma of hundreds of millions of beings in the West.

He also owed Da Dao a Demon Sect.

The combination of the two would make life worse than death.

In the original number of fate.

Rahu blew himself up in the west, killed hundreds of millions of living beings, and bore karma.

He also died in this self-destruct. 33 Novel Online The Demon Realm is ups and downs in the chaos with countless Yuanhui.

A lich in the prehistoric world, a conferred god, Journey to the West after three great calamities.

I finally paid off my karma.

Luo Hu also used this to be resurrected, and then opened the passage to the Great Desolation.

Start a new round of calamity.

Yet now.

Rahu is alive, so this karma is quite terrifying.

In addition, the Dao has already given merit.

But the Demon Cult was not established.

This is equivalent to owing the karma of the Dao.

The cause and effect of heaven is enough to kill.

Dao's cause and effect Rahu didn't even dare to think about it.

It is precisely because of these awareness.

Luo Hu then knelt down.

The corner of Long Ming's mouth curved slightly.

"Do you want me to backtrack?"

Luo Hu presented the four swords of Zhu Xian to Long Ming.

"Fellow Daoist, the Jade Immortal Sword will be yours from now on, you can look at it however you want."

"You can ask for any other conditions. Except for Pindao to demonstrate the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

Continue to toss.

Even if I die, I will die without peace.

Long Ming made a quick move.

The chaotic black lotus flew into his hand.

Shrunk down to the size of a palm, an impossibly delicate crystal lotus flower.

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