Legend of the Cultivation God

The first thousand one hundred and eighty-two chapters of the killing festival

Seeing the time of a fragrant incense is coming, Zhang Sanmeng is stepping forward, and he is handing a hand: "I am the head of the army. I am a disciple of the immortal. I am going to have more people, and I am very divided, and I will inform you at a time. If you don't, please let the head be a little bit warm!"

Zhang Xiaohua looked at Zhang Sanmeng coldly and nodded slightly. He said: "What Zhang Meng said is that since it is the main opening of Zhang Meng, and today is also my Beidou faction, it should be sentimental. Well, The poor road will give more time to the Zhengdao League!"

Say, wave your hand, and there is a burning semi-column incense above the main hall!

"Ah?" Chen Chen saw, very surprised, whispered: "Too up... This is a happy... Is it really a god? Is this fragrance coming out? Is it still lit?"

Shu Qing teacher is too bitter smile: "Stupid child, this ... how do you know the old man? However, with the old man's guess, perhaps... Ren Xiaoyao is using the power of the Xianfu, leaving the hall of Xianfu, he may not necessarily Can be made!"

"Oh, this way!" Chen Chen nodded: "No wonder, of course, this martial art is a mess, and now it is so good, it turned out to be the power of Xianfu!"

The half-column scent is coming soon, but only a few people are coming back!

Zhang Xiaohua’s slender eyes are smaller and he is about to talk. Zhang Sanmeng’s master also laughed and said: “Let’s go to the door... Next, hey, please...”

Zhang Xiaohua shook his head and smiled: "Don't say it, is it still time to be tempted?"

"Don't dare, but I have hundreds of disciples in the right way, and there are strict deputies and allies in it. There is no intention to challenge the bottom line of the head, but..."

"Yes... I have to ask the poor road to raise my hand!" Zhang Xiaohua interface.

"Oh, yes, please ask the head to understand!" Zhang Sanmeng said embarrassedly.

Zhang Xiaohua looked at him coldly and waved his hand. Above the hall was a circular light curtain with a height of one person. The light curtain flashed a few times to be clear. I saw that there was a place next to the Buddha’s shrine. The two are talking. Both of them are right-handed disciples. One of them is a person who just went out to cross the communication. I saw the person who was subpoenaed lowering the voice and said to another disciple: "Xu Kun, you should inform the disciples and let them ignore it. Any unusual situation, it is all false, someone is hiding in a certain place in Xianfu to pretend to be a ghost."

"But...the man claimed to be happy, saying that this Xianfu is already their Beidou faction, disciple..." Xu Kun was hesitant.

"Fat, Ren Xiaoyao said that this Xianfu is the Beidou faction, is it the Beidou faction? Zhang Dameng let me tell you that his old man has been in the front hall, and he has not seen anyone get the central throne, and Ren Xiaoyao suddenly appeared. It must be somewhere in Xianfu, secretly doing the hands and feet. Zhang Dameng had seen Ren Xiaoyao before, but it was the martial arts person, and the martial arts were not high. Since he can get the control of Xianfu, you can naturally You just wait for this to come out and kill it. This Xianfu... Isn’t that what I am doing?”

"Moreover, the old gods between the fragrant sects, the Dalin Temple and the Shuiyun are not able to get this Xianfu. How can he get the happy? Can you tell me something about this?"

"And... Zhang Dameng will give you time to win time on the main hall. You will try to get out of this time. Otherwise, when we leave Xianfu, where will there be opportunities?"

"Today is still the opening of the Beidou faction, killing people is not good, you can rest assured, Zhang Dameng absolutely guarantees your safety!"

......

Xu Kun seems to be moved by the man, nodded slightly, and cast light weight to leave.

The person who was in charge of the news was on the main hall. Seeing this scene, the face that has long been horrified is earthy!

"Hey, how? Zhang Mengzhu... can you enjoy it?" Zhang Xiaohua will caress, the light curtain is gone! Asked with a smile.

"Oh, let's head, do you want to add sin, why not?" In the funeral of your Beidou faction, what can I say?" Zhang Sanmeng said that the main face does not change color.

"Well, it’s good to say, it’s wonderful!" Zhang Xiaohua smiled. At this time, the half-column incense had already burned to the head, Zhang Xiaohua took a stroke, and the incense candle was gone.

"If this is the case, then... you will stay!" Zhang Xiaohua sneered: "The killing of the flag is also a happy thing!"

Zhang Xiaohua took a hand and a few Guanghua flew out of his hand, and disappeared in an instant!

"You...this is hundreds of lives! Are you so ruthless?" Zhang Sanmeng said with some anger and sorrow; "You just vowed to get along with each other in peace, and when you turn your face, you will get a hand, how can I win the letter?" Rivers and lakes?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked at Zhang San like a fool, and immediately went away and sneered: "In order to win the letter, do you have to give up the principle of poverty? You think it is so good, you think that you will take the whole Jianghu martial art. Then are some so-called beliefs that will force the poor to come to an end?"

"The poor road has long known your plan. With this half-fragrance, the hundreds of right-handed disciples have been checked. Isn’t that the blood of the people in the hands? Is it waiting for you to come to Lushan? In the left and right, I have killed a lot of people in towns and villages. Can you be afraid of killing these people with dirty roads?"

"And you!" Zhang Xiaohua sneered: "You are actually in the face of the poor road, the people under your command are destroying the peace of the day of the Beidou faction. If you don't kill you, you can..."

"Ren's head..." A voice sounded, Zhang Xiaohua looked up and saw that the long growing of Dalin Temple.

Zhang Xiaohua was somewhat unhappy and asked: "Master... What is the saying?"

"Cough, I am in charge of the head... I want to be a master of Zhang Dameng... I want a love..." The Master of Changsheng is a bit embarrassed, but it seems that there is a reason to ask for love, and I have to come out!

Zhang Xiaohua’s face came to the fore, and he said: “According to the poor roads... Dalin Temple and Zhengdao League... oh...”

"Amitabha, who is in charge of the head, has nothing to do with the relationship between the two factions." Master Changsheng said with a smile: "Today is the day of your party, and it has already had blood, and it’s not good to kill it again. Moreover, Zhang Dameng It’s always been on the main hall, and there’s no such thing as going out of this hall. Naturally, there’s no violation of the order of the head, so...”

"Oh, let's head, listen to this, the old body... I have to ask for personal feelings!" Jing Yi Shi also stepped forward and smiled: "For this Lushan Xianfu, under the mountains I don’t know how many children of the rivers and lakes have died. Today’s rivers and lakes are full of vitality, and the Zhengdao League is one of the four major sects of today. If the Zhang Dameng loses his life, the Zhengdao League is like a sand, a river... Isn't there more waves? Any head has already won the Xianfu, not as high as one hand, for the whole rivers and lakes to consider, this river and lake has been no longer hurt, and it is cheaper for the Beidou sent disciples to walk the rivers and lakes... The door is thinking..."

Zhang Xiaohua is very strange. I don't understand why Changsheng Master and Jingyi Shi are so eager for Zhang Sanmeng. The other people are pleading. He may not care. Only these two sects have a relationship with themselves. Although they are not afraid, Beidou The disciples of the school will have to go to the rivers and lakes in the future. It is not necessarily unreasonable to say that the teacher is too quiet.

Zhang Xiaohua didn’t feel addicted...

Zhang Sanmeng saw the longevity master and Jingyi Shitai go forward to plead with anger, and his face changed slightly. He bit his teeth and handed it to him: "Let's head, under the slogan... It's not strict, but it makes it difficult for the head." In the next... apologize to the head of the house!"

Then, without waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to open, the right hand turned over, and the sound of "啪" was shot on the head of the person next to him. The man’s eyes were wide, and his face could not believe it. Then the mouth and eyes blew a few blood. The figure stumbles among the black clouds!

"Ah~" Among the halls, everyone was slightly exclaimed, but then they all gave a thumbs up to Zhang Sanmeng in their hearts. They could bend and stretch, and they could find their own steps in time and use their own life to find their own disciples. Steps, the messenger will be wiped out, even if the Beidou faction has to turn over the old account, there is no excuse!

Zhang Sanmeng, the real hero on the rivers and lakes! ! !

"Let the head, this disciple actually misinterpreted the meaning of this seat, arbitrarily ordered this seat, provoked the Beidou faction, this seat has been personally punished, also invited the head of the door ... understand that I am offensive!" Zhang Sanmeng killed The disciple of the communication, the timidity, the arch of the hand.

"A good Zhang Sanmeng master, too much is the leader of the leading martial arts leader, this means .... Really beautiful! Second brother, you still have to learn more!" Zhang Xiaohua is also a glimpse in my heart The face is still cold and cold, but the mouth says: "Well, let's just say, let's say that since both the fragrant teachings and the Dalin Temple are asking for love, and it is really not what the Zhang Dameng is doing, what can be said about the poor road?"

Said, Zhang Xiaohua is another wave, a few brilliance flashes, the body next to Zhang Sanmeng is also a flash is not seen.

Zhang Sanmeng was amazed and listened to Zhang Xiaohua: "The bodies of other people, the poor roads have been sent to Mount Lushan... What is this?"

As I said, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly changed color and grew up, quite surprised!

No, just when Zhang Xiaohua took over the town’s spiritual monument in Xianfu and sent the bodies of hundreds of disciples of Zhengdao League to the mountains below, the faint invisible black gas emerged from the ground and entangled them. The body, the blood in the body is inhaled!

Zhang Xiaohua discovered the vision here, and immediately released the knowledge. On the top of the mountain, Zhang Xiaohua’s image is like a god. It seems to be angry, and the gods are overwhelming...

However, Zhang Xiaohua’s gods have just touched the faint black gas, and the black gas is immediately alert. It just shrinks into the ground, and does not wait for Zhang Xiaohua’s gods to extend underground, and the whole ground is slightly and almost unconsciously shaking. A black color flashed from the ground and quickly removed to a great distance...

Zhang Xiaohua couldn’t know it, but he could only slightly shrink his eyes and slowly sit back on the central throne!

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