Legend of the Cultivation God

"Xiao Zhenren is forgiving, Xiao Zhenren is forgiving!"

"I just waited for it... look, there is nothing else!"

When a few people see that they can't escape, they turn their heads like earth and call for mercy. "

Xiao Hua looked at a few people coldly and asked: "What are you waiting for in your mouth?"

"I...I..." All the monks were stuttering and did not dare to answer.

"Say!" Xiao Hua screamed. "If you don't say it, the old man will kill you now!"

"Yes, yes..." The current monk is very clever and hurriedly replied, "The younger generation and others have heard that... I heard that the predecessors of the Xiao were negatively demon, but it was... the devil's masterpiece. Xiao Zhenren The southwestern side said that there is a demon emperor to kill the ten factions. This is a blind man. I want to seduce the monks in the market to help them. In fact, the truth of this matter is... Xiaozhen The talent is the demon emperor, and your old man played a good show with some of the devils, blinding the sects of the southwestern side of the Baiyun Temple, etc. First, let the demon command the siege siege, and then easily rescue those sects, then It was replaced by a flawed array of martial arts, and even... even took the opportunity to take advantage of the many sects such as Baiyun Guan!"

Xiao Hua was angry, and when he heard it, his face was a smile. It is a pity that his smile is in the eyes of everyone, and he is not afraid of killing orders. The monk is too scared to say anything.

"What else?" Xiao Hua smiled and said coldly. "If you want to live, you will give the old man a hundred and ten!"

"And... there is also Xuexuemen and Yong'anshan because they don't listen to the door arrangement, replace the squad, and they are destroyed by the door. A disciple has not survived!" The monk finished, and was a martyr, "late generations, etc. That is to see the excitement. Broken... there is not much thought..."

"Would you like to rob the fire?" Xiaohua asked coldly.

"Yes!" The monk saw that he was forced to die at this time, simply nodding his head and admitting, "The younger generation knows that there are only a few hundred thousand disciples, and they have gained a lot of money in the southwest. I want to see if I can get any luck!"

"Oh..." Xiao Hua sneered, looking at a pale face. Such as the monk who died in the exam, the heart is extremely disdainful. Although this market is the upper bound, the qualifications of the monks in the market are much stronger than those of the three continents. It can be said that the mind is not strong enough! The so-called human nature, whether it is Xianfan, or the realm of the wild, as long as people are ordinary!

and. Judging from the current situation, it is a great reputation for the disciples in the southwestern border. The name of Xiaozhen is so good, but these charities have become a thorn in the flesh of certain sects and certain monks, affecting a certain The interests of these forces! Your own creation door has no roots in the market, and these contradictions will sooner or later. It’s just a lead to reveal the demon sect! Even those forces may have seen the magical power of the devil, Xiaohua, but there has been no chance. Now I saw that I was hurt by the Emperor, and this was all the same.

"At this time. Xiao Mou felt that ... Yun Che and Mo pity thought, it is not unreasonable!" Xiao Hua heart sighed, "if it is not the inside of the Mozu, it is only the eyes of the eyes of the eyes Otherwise, how could you break your arm? Oh, of course. Perhaps Xiaomou’s dozens of disciples can’t see the eyes of those characters, and they don’t care about these...”

"If this is the case, hey, that's the best!" Xiao Hua is also a hilarious heart. "This market is a mess. The Mozu is besieged with a magical demon, and there is a starburst in the destruction of the stars. Xiaomou still doesn't know how to escape! Who will manage the death and death of the market? Stop it, stop it! Good people are sometimes not good!"

Xiao Hua’s expression changed, and a group of monks did not dare to speak. In the end, Xiao Hua told him: “Take the old man to the Tenglong Mountains!”

"Predecessors..." The monks were pleading. "The younger generations are just a moment of fascination..."

"Shut up, go or not?" Xiao Hua smashed the railroad. "If you don't go, the old man will kill you!"

"Yes, yes..." Where do the monks dare to say anything more? In front of the head, the mana was rushed to the Tenglong Mountain Range, and all the way, but the monks who saw Xiaohua were not scattered and did not dare to fly forward. Looking at the more and more monks, Xiao Hua’s mood became more and more cold. However, when he was waiting for his **** to see the situation near the Tenglong Mountains, the patience of anger was burned again!

I saw only a few thousand miles in the middle of the Tenglong Mountains, filled with monks. Half of these monks were dressed neatly, divided into eight teams to surround the mountains, and in the gap between the eight teams there was another Half of the monks are stuffed. These monks are either three or five, or five or six. Although they are not as strict as the monks of the eight teams, they seem to have a division of labor. They are always staring at the Tenglong Mountains to prevent the disciples from escaping. .

As for the sky above the Tenglong Mountains surrounded by the people, the two thunder boats are still suspended there, and the brilliance of the Thunder Boat has been bleak.

"Damn!" Xiao Hua screamed, the pressure of the whole body together with the unstoppable release of the gods, but seeing a hurricane within a hundred miles around, this hurricane smashed the rocks, rolled the river, and even mixed with Xiao Hua The anger is from the pulse of the Tenglong Mountain beyond Wanli!

"Ah..." The pressure of Xiaohua's Mahayana period was released, and the bones that had been oppressed by the disciples around him had long been soft and numb. They fluttered from the air in a flesh. As for their lives and deaths, how could Xiao Hua care? A residual image passed, Xiao Hua ignored the injury and moved to the Tenglong Mountains!

"Oh..." Waiting for Xiaohua to fall near the Tenglong Mountains, the pressure and the meditation that has been condensed into a thousand miles, the inner and the middle are countless, and the team that is facing the Tenglong Mountains is smashing!

Xiao Hua’s power is like a dragon, and it will be completely covered within a thousand miles. The low-ranking monks of about 20% can’t push the mana. They can’t help but fall from the air. The remaining 30% of the monks are gnawing their teeth to resist the magic weapon. When the gods read the mountains, these monks also fell like dumplings.

"Xiao Zhenren and slow..." Seeing that half of the disciples did not wait for Xiaohua’s hands to be defeated, several monks in the imaginary world hurriedly flew out from all over the place, urging various magic weapons in their hands and blocking Xiaohua’s thoughts.

Xiao Hua slowly collected the pressure and the thoughts, and the numerous gravel, dead branches and water flowing in the air fell on the bodies of these monks. These monks did not resist, letting the debris hit their guards.

"How? Are you waiting to stop the old man from turning the Tenglong Mountains?" Xiao Hua asked with a slight squint and asked coldly.

"The younger generation is the disciple of the Hongdian disciple, Huang Li, who came to visit the order of the temple... to explore the movements of the disciples!" The monk respectfully said, "I should not understand the entry and exit of the disciples, and the younger generation will not care. Seniors To return to the Tenglong Mountains, the younger generations naturally dare not stop. However, the younger generation also asked the seniors to understand that the younger generations were only ordered to act, please do not be too embarrassed for the seniors. And the younger generation has already notified the grandchildren of the Huamen, his old man There is no objection..."

"Good!" Xiao Hua nodded slightly. "Since you wait until you know the etiquette, then the old man will send you three words!"

"Predecessors please!" Huang Li was wide and replied in a hurry.

Xiao Hua said faintly: "The first two words are ‘let open'!”

"Yes..." Huang Li rushed to the side.

And Xiao Hua swayed and flew over the side of Huang Li, and said: "The last word is... ‘roll’!”

"Yes..." Huang Li casually promised, but then he was a big man. Looking at Xiao Hua’s disappearing figure, he bit his lip and didn’t know what he was thinking.

When Xiao Hua returned, Sun Hao and others had already known that they all flew in the air to meet. Xiao Hua saw that all the disciples were safe and sound, and even with a smile on their faces, the heart was finally put down and waved to let the disciples rest. He took Sun Hao and several big avatars to the bamboo forest in Houshan.

"General Sun..." Xiao Hua asked, "What happened to the snowball fight?"

"禀真人!" Sun Yan said, "Snow Gate is different from the sects such as Baiyunguan..."

Waiting for Sun Hao to finish, Xiao Hua said: "The specific situation of Xue Yumen does not want to know, the old man only wants to know the result, and there is the casualty of my creation!"

Sun Hao understands Xiao Hua's mood very much. He thought about it and said: "There is no disciple in the snowy gate. The snowy door and all the things are all made by my disciples. I am a disciple." The battle has lost three thousand!"

"How is this so much?" Xiao Hua brows, not pleasing.

Sun Hao hurriedly squatted: "All are subordinates incompetent!"

"You don't have to blame Sun General!" Xiao Shu, who is next to Confucianism, laughs. "Snow Gate is several times larger than Yongan Mountain. Theirs are also very strange. In addition, the Mozu who controls the Snow Gate is not just a shackle. There is also a kind of demon who has a lot of magic armor, which is very thick and hard to kill! Moreover, the fallen three thousand disciples have just come out from the Kunlun mirror, without going through too many **** battles..."

"General Sun is up!" Xiao Hua looked a little better and raised Sun Hao. He said, "The old man is not a blame for the general. The old man just thinks that the house is too deceiving!"

"Hey..." Sun Hao got up and smiled. "This is the end of the time when Sun Mou took over the two thunder boats. I have already thought that such a strong debut will inevitably affect the distribution of the power of the market. People use Xiao Gong’s certain exercises to say things, and send low-level disciples to explore in the left. It’s not a problem! If Sunmou re-enters the House of Representatives, then...there is the beginning of a real dragon fight!”

"Cut... who is patient with the position of the House of Deputies!" Xiao Hua sneered. "If you don't see the demon of the market, it's really abominable. I need to get out of the market. Who will take care of the market?" Search for astronomical literature, novels are better updated faster!