Legend of the Cultivation God

Although Xiao Hua knows that the situation is not good, can he have any way to do it here? However, it is also weird, but for a long time, the perception is strong again, Xiao Hua can actually feel the uneasiness of the green robe Xiaohua! As Xiao Hua rushed into the sky, the perception was intermittent, and the inscription in front of Xiao Hua was like a fountain. The light and dark interlaced, the green robe Xiao Hua seemed to be a broken kite... No news. .

"Grandma's..." Xiao Hua bit his lip and thought quietly. "No reason to come and have a meat buns to fight the dog. There is no return! The Phoenix body does not know when it will come back. This green robe Xiaohua is also lost! Hope this The Royal Array is not the kind of love that Xiao Mou thought!"

Of course, although Xiao Hua does not perceive the location of the green robes Xiao Hua, it is, after all, his own god. In the midst of it, there is a sense of ignorance. It is vaguely known that the green robes Xiao Hua did not have a distress at this time. .

Packing up the thoughts, Xiao Hua looked up and looked around. I saw that it was a blood-red space, or that it was like a sunset over the sky. Xiaohua’s surroundings seemed to be ethereal and there was nothing, whether it was a mountain, a cloud or a monk. . Moreover, although the inscription of Xiao Hua’s body has disappeared at this time, his gods, Buddhas and souls can’t be separated from the body. This makes him feel overwhelmed. After all, if the dangers encountered before, if they limit the mind, Or limit the knowledge of the Buddha, the soul can be used no matter how far or near, which makes Xiao Hua always have a kind of refuge in the danger. He has never encountered the defensive system that even the soul is forbidden.

However, Xiao Hua is opposite to this **** high altitude, and there is always a kind of vague familiarity in my heart. It is a feeling of going home.

"Hey..." Xiao Hua urged mana. Suddenly, there was a sudden realization of Fei Fei’s moment. "This... this is in the void!"

"Oh..." After Xiao Hua understood it, Zhang looked around and felt uncomfortable. "Xingjun Temple... It’s really big, they don’t know how much it cost, even in this void, it’s laid out! It’s in the void, how can Xiao even if he doesn’t need to read it?”

Just thinking, Xiao Hua felt a move. Suddenly stopped. Looking down at the distance, the green light flashed between the eyebrows, and the eye-opening was about to be displayed, but at this time. The breeze on his side suddenly rose. Xiao Hua couldn't help but move to the side. This does not matter, Xiao Hua is tight, as if tied by a rope. Xiao Hua was shocked, but he did not wait for him to push the mana to struggle, and the force suddenly disappeared. After Xiao Hua’s eyes flashed, another scene appeared in front of him!

This is an equally **** high altitude, but in this **** sky, dotted with a brilliant night star, these stars are different, even moving from time to time! In particular, between the thousands of stars, a huge meteor with a tail is particularly dazzling!

Unfortunately, waiting for Xiao Hua to look at a few more eyes, "Boom..." A strong sound of breaking the air was born out of Xiao Hua’s brain, and a violent force that rushed over it would cover Xiao Hua in it!

Xiaohua’s eyebrows were picked up, and the hand was shaken. The wishful stick was in the hand, and the head did not return. He slammed into the sound of the sound, and at the same time roared in his mouth: “Where the little thief came, dare to attack!”

"Oh..." Ruyi rods across the sky and set off an infinite wave of air. The magic weapon of the sneak attack has not yet fallen. It has already collided with the courageous waves. The bursting sound of "啪啪啪..." is endless.

"Boom..." The two magic weapons finally came together. The sound of the sound was loud and high. Xiao Hua stood in the air like a rock, slowly turned around, and the look on his face was gloomy and terrible. Behind him, a figure flies in the air, in an unbalanced figure, the right hand is still slanting and dragging a long beggar!

Moreover, just in the vicinity of the figure, the two monks in the late Yuan Ying’s rapid flight flew toward the left and right sides of Xiao Hua. Similarly, behind these monks, there were dozens of Yuan Ying’s early days. The monk also surrounded Xiao Hua in the middle.

"Well, etc...." Xiaohua screamed, and if the tongue was spring and thunder, the eyes flashed with anger. When he came to Yaotai, he was going to win the signing of the national division. He wanted to help the country build the country, so that he could establish a door and a door. However, he has never established a country. The journey of Baili has only taken a step. Not only has it encountered many obstacles of Confucianism, but it has also been calculated by the Taoist monks. He is not afraid of Confucianism. After all, it is hostile, but the Taoist monks frequently count Self, really let Xiao Hua chill.

Now, look at dozens of Yuan Yingxiu monks who are not going to kill Confucianism. Instead, they besieged themselves under the temptation of others. Xiao Hua suddenly feels bloody! He has some reflections, don't know if his previous thoughts are correct, and he doesn't know what he planned for the door... Is it worth it!

"People... maybe selfish!"

"The laity has a cloud, and it must be inside the outside world. It does have some truth."

Under Xiao Hua’s roar, naturally no one will answer, and Xiao Hua squinted, just like the black wind ridge that day, only a faint look at the rush of a group of Yuan Ying’s monks, there is no escape. Xiao Hua is so calm, so that the left side is to urge the magic weapon to stop Xiao Hua from escaping. As for Xiao Hua’s right side, it was the Yuan Ying’s monk, who was still a high-ranking man. He walked slowly and half-timed, but still blocked Xiao Hua’s escape.

In the formation, Huide real people will slowly come out, cold and cold: "Xiao Hua, you and honest Fuxi. The old man asked you, you are Confucianism, mixed into my Taoist monks, what is it for?" I am so easy to attend a Yaotai meeting, you have to come in and mix in, do you follow the secret order of the Star Jun Temple to stop me and wait for the monks?"

Xiao Hua’s chin was slightly tilted, watching Huode’s real person, and his face was disdainful, but he was also looking at the monk behind Huide’s real person and said: “The old thief of Huo De, what do you want to add to the crime? Xiaomou does What, actually let you buckle such a big crime on the head of Xiaomou? Xiaomou said at your banquet that Xiaomou’s copper pillar country’s seven-yang view stood inside the blood monument, swearing to the door Xiaomou 诛 柱 国 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Xiaomou is ridiculous to listen to! Xiaomou told you that Xiaomou seems to have practiced Confucianism, but this does not mean that Xiaomou is Confucianism, and more, on the mainland of Tibet, I don’t know how many doors. The monks are dressed in Confucianism, and if you take this, the whole gate of the Tibetan Immortal... I am afraid there are not a few real monks!"

"What is the use of these?" Huo De real sneer, "Whoever arrives at this time will not admit. Look at the sincerity you said, the work of the Copper Pillar State is also hard work, so you only have to refrain from repairing After the old man has checked your bottom, you will be innocent!"

"Is it by you?" Xiao Hua’s face showed a smirk!

"Oh..." Immediately, Xiao Hua looked at those faces on the left or with indifference, or with gloating, or with sarcasm, or with sympathetic eyes, sighing, sighing, "You wait... is the Taoist monk. The heart you wait for is the same as Xiao’s heart. Xiao knows that you are forced by the situation and have to succumb to power. Now Xiaomou gives you a chance!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua paused for a moment and said slowly: "Now... you wait for the exit, the old man will not care about you! If the old husband counts to ten, you are still here, then... no wonder The old man is very hot!"

Wait a moment, Xiao Hua said: "Ten..."

"Ha ha ha..." Mo said that Huo De real laughter, that is, the Xuanjia monk next to him is also laughing up, and the long shackles in his hand are a little bit, "Hua Dedao friends, now the old man really believes in your place." Said, this child is really arrogant! The seven-yang view of the blood monument, it seems that it really has something to do, and only these arrogant generations can do this!"

"Nine..." Xiao Hua did not pay attention, and his hands were attached behind him, still counting.

"The proud friend is wrong!" Huo Dezhen laughed. "He is a sinful man. He is just a monk in the mid-Yuan Ying. How dare you put a blood monument in the country of Confucianism? No normal monk can be a monk. Do you want to make Confucianism jealous? Who will burn like this? In addition to wanting to cover me, I will pay attention to him and treat him as a true Taoist monk. The old man can't think of anything else!"

"Is this delaying?" The proud surnamed brow wrinkled and looked at the real person in the fire.

Huo De real people pretend to think, look up and down, slightly shaking his head: "The old man looked at it! If he is procrastinating, it is to wait for the help of the Star Jun Temple, but if the Star Jun Temple shot, his role will not exist. ......"

"Eight..." Xiao Hua still said.

The real person of Huide is also looking up: "Shui Mingzi, what do you think?"

The water inscription on the other side will be swaying in the air, laughing: "Do not ask the old man, you can decide with the proud!"

"Seven……"

"But it!" That proud day will be long in the hands, cold and cold, "The old man is going to do it, then ... the old man will take a look, what do you want to do in the end! The old friend of this close friend... Several more are swinging!"

"six……"

"The old man is also the same idea!" Huo De real eyes also swept to the left, met his eyes of the Yuan Ying monk, one by one bow, did not dare to look at him. And these monks have not been like this under Xiao Hua’s eyes.

Obviously, in the face of power, the so-called conscience is not worth the money.

"Fives……"

"four……"

"three……"

In midair, only Xiao Hua’s voice is heard, and everyone is waiting for it! It’s like watching a joke, it’s like waiting for a verdict!

"Two..." (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!