Legend of the Great Sage

"Howl!"

The ferocious and brutal beast roar broke the peace of singing and dancing, and a ferocious monster with a bearlike shape appeared out of nowhere, and its whole body was unbearable. shadow. .SUIMENG.lā

The monsters turned their heads frantically, and the viscous saliva spilled on the ground, immediately corroding large pits.

The hustle and bustle in the square attracted its attention, and a bloodthirsty light erupted in his eyes, and he opened his claws and rushed towards it.

The fishy wind blew his face, and "Dansheng" woke up from the dance of the demons, and immediately saw the hideous and ugly monster, and the people just stopped dancing, and their expressions were still in a trance, and they were not fully awake.

At this critical juncture, there was no sign of the abbot of Yangon.

He opened his eyes wide, his heart was beating so fast, it was a nightmare come true! If this beast rushes into the square, I don't know how many people will die, so I grit my teeth and rush towards the demon emperor beast.

At the moment when **** was about to collide, he suddenly realized that the beating of his heartbeat was not because of fear, but an irrepressible impulse.

Suddenly realized: "It turns out that the reason why nightmares are terrifying is because I have been running away!"

The beast slapped it with a slap, and the air cracked dully, forcing him to gasp for breath.

At this moment, there is a click! As if a glacier burst, the river water gushed out from the cracks, and countless memories surged in. It was too late to distinguish, but he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

boom! The ground was torn apart, sinking into a big hole, and he was slammed to the ground by the bear's paw.

Everyone was completely awake, screaming again and again, and running in a panic. The guards hurriedly searched for the dropped blade, but there was no time.

Shadows quickly shrouded, and everyone looked up, discolored in shock, and a giant beast fell from the sky. I don't know how many people will die from this pressure.

At the critical moment, only one voice shouted: "Long! Long! Long!" Although it was a childish voice, it clearly had a taste of iron and blood.

In an instant, countless thorns pierced the sky, like mad snakes dancing wildly, piercing through demon beasts, binding them tightly in mid-air.

"Dansheng" staggered into the void and walked up from the big pit step by step, with long hair fluttering without wind, and a pair of blue eyes staring at the beast, radiating an intimidating light, also like a beast.

In an alley on the edge of the square,

The abbot of Yangon breathed a sigh of relief quietly and put down the meditation stick in his hand.

Beneath the silver moon, the beasts howled shrilly, struggling, and the blood of demons fell like a torrential rain, contaminating everyone, and their expressions immediately changed subtly.

A man was fleeing to the outside of the square. The man in front ran slower, and was immediately pushed away by him. The man in the back stepped directly over the fallen man without showing any mercy or humility.

In the pair of blue eyes of "Dansheng", there was a faint red color, the thick eyebrows were lowered, and the five fingers were folded together: "Death!"

More thorns broke out, interspersed and wandered in the body of the Demon Emperor Beast, tearing every inch of the body, but the life force of this Demon Beast was so powerful that it was still struggling.

"Dansheng" snorted coldly, and rushed towards the beast again, surrounded by a halo of flames, a blow pierced through its huge body, and pulled out a huge demon heart.

The beasts no longer struggled, and their eyes gradually lost their luster.

"Dansheng" stood on the head of the beast and raised the demon heart in his hand.

Everyone escaped the disaster, stood still and cheered loudly, but there was an unusual fanaticism.

In the blink of an eye, this square of singing and dancing has become a primitive and bloody hunting ground, and the people of the tribe pay the highest respect to their bravest warriors.

Everyone has forgotten, the first precept of Buddhism - do not kill!

"Dansheng" smiled proudly, looked up, and there were traces of monsters everywhere in the city, and guards in armour and armor were fighting against them.

Although these beasts are crazy bloodthirsty, most of them are not strong, and the guards have long been prepared and cooperated tacitly, suppressing them easily, killing them is only a matter of time.

Except for this square, most of the residents hid in their houses and were not affected.

So he didn't make another move, and slowly descended from the sky, the crowd rushed up, a pair of hands lifted him up high again, and threw him into the sky again and again, shouting "Long live!"

With a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw the figure of the abbot of Yangon again, and nodded slightly to him.

In any case, this method is indeed useful. He remembered that he had recovered most of it, and it would take up to three or five days to fully recover.

However, he felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something was wrong, but he had not had time to put those memory fragments together into a complete puzzle, and he couldn't figure out what the problem was.

The howling of the demon beast soon subsided, but the crowd in the square, perhaps because of the demon blood, was dominated by an unusual emotion, and they danced around the body of the demon beast. .

This time the dance was very unusual. The men were pushing and shoving, the women were choking each other, and the smell of gunpowder was full. and

Some men and women simply hugged each other, touched them, and held a bare-knuckle meeting, and because there were more men than women, and the distribution was uneven, more fights and chaos were triggered.

Although "Dansheng" was still young, he still became the object of competition among women. He had to jump on the corpse of the beast again to avoid these crazy women.

The guards were attracted by the movement here, and when they saw this scene, they were all stunned, not knowing what to do.

The abbot of Yangon also shook his head and put his hands together: "Amitabha, sin is sin."

If he did it in person, the beast would have been wiped out as soon as it appeared, and these people would not have been contaminated with demon blood and committed many precepts. But such a sin was nothing compared to what he was about to do.

"Dansheng" couldn't help laughing, thinking it was very funny. This kind of conference is held several times, and after a few years, children will be running around in the streets.

Suddenly a sense of drowsiness came up, and I couldn't help yawning, remembering that I hadn't slept for a long time. And the memories that kept coming in made him feel dizzy for a while. He simply lay down on the back of the beast and fell asleep without worrying about any nightmares.

As for those powerful enemies in the dream - well, I shouldn't be afraid of them, they should be afraid of me!

The long night passed, the red sun rose in the east, and the first rays of sunlight fell on the square.

The black mist on the corpse of the beast was transpiring, and soon the white bones were exposed, and it quickly dissipated.

"Dansheng" woke up, had no dreams all night, stretched his waist long, and had grown a lot, and he was already a teenager.

The men and women in the square also woke up, and bursts of black mist rose from their naked bodies, looking at each other and screaming in surprise.

"Dansheng" smiled and took out the devil's heart again, but seeing that the devil's heart was also melting, it disappeared after a while, and the people in the square also ran away.

Everything that happened last night gave people a very unreal feeling, like a big dream. This is clearly the Paradise of Elysium, why is there a World of Warcraft?

The abbot of Yangon came: "It's time for us to set off."

"Where?"

"Nalanda Temple." (To be continued.)