"Suffer Death!!!"

The white-clothed man shouted and brandished his giant sword and slashed at the Thousand Horns.

However, it has always been a disadvantage.

Eleven watched quietly like this, and at this moment, a cloud of black gas floated out of his body.

The black qi gradually gathered and took shape, and finally turned into a black monk.

"The gods of this heavenly realm have not been as good as the next generation over the years, it's a pity, it's a pity......"

A trace of regret and despair appeared on the black monk's face, and he didn't know how much he really thought that he cared about the gods of the heavenly realm.

"Don't pretend to be there, stinky monk, who doesn't know that you are here to rob people's heads again.

Don't go too far, okay? You still claim to be a high monk, and you have done all the things to mend the knife.

Are you going to be the king of mending swords?"

A crisp voice began to sound.

Looking at the past, another cloud of black qi was coming out of Eleven's body to gather and form, and finally turned into a cute little Shota with long blond hair.

The three snakes slipped out again.

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"Hey, hey, all come out, Ge Ma, what's the Ge Ma? Are there any rules?

Have you come out and asked the master? Do you still have a master in your eyes?"

It was Yi Enzuo who said this, and although he said this on his lips, he looked at the battlefield in front of him with a black vapor that looked at himself.

"Damn, your uncle, there is a lively not called Lao Tzu, a bunch of brutes. ”

An irritable voice began to sound, and Sisha Zuoci came out at the same time as he spoke.

As soon as the forty-year-old man of the rough mine went there, he occupied a large position on the top of the mountain.

——

"Hey, Zuo Ci, do you still have some quality to speak? What should I do if I teach my little sister badly?

Usually the fuck tells you not to swear, don't swear, you see your turtle son just doesn't listen!"

The personable Wusha Bai Zuo also came out, dressed as an elegant ancient scholar.

I saw Bai Zuo stretch his waist and muttered:

"Damn, I haven't appeared for a long time, and I guess readers are about to forget about it.

Hey, Monk Hua, you let me order a place.

You've appeared so much lately, readers have already remembered you, and they left some scenes for my little role. ”

Wusha Bai Zuo was squeezing into the crowd, and finally stood in a good position.

The next moment......

"Let's make it!"

A sweet female voice appeared behind him out of thin air.

Seeing that Bai Zuo hadn't come back to his senses, the girl kicked him down the mountain.

Immediately, I saw Bai Zuo, who was falling sharply in mid-air, shouting heartbreakingly:

"Black ~ Left ~ You ~ Big ~ Lord!!!! Ah!!!!"

With a loud bang, Bai Zuo whimpered, and then, half a minute later, it turned into black gas and floated up.

When I came up to take a look, I saw that the little girl with long blue hair had already taken his place just now.

"Hmph, it's okay to look like this, you can float, you can envy it!"

Wusha Bai Zuo snorted coldly, and then, he kept his black qi form and floated to the top of Eleven's head to watch the play.

Seeing ahead, the sword god Baiyi was still fighting with Qianjiao's struggle.

But anyone who understands can see that Bai Yi is at a disadvantage.

——

"Ah!!!!h

Yi Enzuo suddenly screamed, startling everyone else.

"You're going to die!"

The other six evils scolded one after another, but Enzuo didn't hear anything, but said like a poet of high status:

In this situation, Xiaosheng couldn't help but want to recite a poem. ”

As he spoke, ignoring the contemptuous gazes of others, he said to himself:

"The sun shines on ......"

"Hey, there's no sun in this underworld!"

Wusha Baizuo ruthlessly interrupted the beginning of Enzuo's famous poem.

But Enzuo didn't hear anything, and at first glance, he was used to picking bones in the eggs of other people who "he thought".

Enzuo just continued to compose the poem:

"The sun shines in the sky~

Yes!!!!

The flowers smile at me~

Yes!!!!

The little bird said, early, early, why did you ~ come to the hill bag ~

Yes!!!!

I'm going to see the ghost scream~

Yes!!!!

The owner also knows~

Yes!!!!

Hill bag, hill bag~

Yes!!!!

Boom in front of the fight ends bird~"

In the end, none of the other six evils came to the same sentence:

"Ah!!!h

Enzuo was also stunned when he heard this, and then glanced at these word-grabbing guys, but saw that they all looked at him with disdain.

In the end, his face changed directly, and he became the kind of gratifying attitude towards his son and daughter:

"It's really worthy of my brothers and sisters who love each other, and they all know to end my poems.

And the last word is simply a stroke of genius.

Communicate with me!"

Enzuo said there contentedly with tears of relief in his eyes.

The rest of the people did not hesitate, and they were not sensible and comforted:

"Roll !!!!"

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——

"Hey, haven't we seen that woodcutter?"

Sisha Zuoci suddenly seemed to remember something, staring at Bai Yi deadly.

When the rest of the people heard this, they began to reminisce more carefully and observe more closely.

Finally, almost at the same time, he spoke:

"?!!! in White"

Yes, for this god race, the six evils still have a very impressive memory, after all, Zuo Guan fought with that guy when he hit the heavenly realm three thousand years ago.

"I haven't seen him for three thousand years, and his skills seem to have regressed!"

Enzuo said so, but he didn't expect that his emotion was not a bird.

Everyone seemed to be a little disgusted with him for the time being, and they didn't want to pay attention to him.

But who is Enzuo? The head of the six evils.

And how can you put yourself in an awkward place?

So, he looked at Eleven happily:

"You say yes, master!"

"Yes!"

Eleven nodded slightly.

"Huh~"

The rest of them didn't cast a contemptuous look at Enzuo again.

"But then again, we all recognize that guy, won't Chikaku recognize him?"

The Six Devils sat on a rock, their chin dragging in their hands.

"Well...... It's hard to say at the moment......"

The three snakes spoke again.

But as soon as his words fell, something was wrong on the battlefield.

"Hey, you see, Qianjiao's movements are a little slow!"

Enzuo reminded suddenly, and the Qianjiao on the battlefield seemed to suddenly hesitate as if he had thought of something.

According to the old man, it is estimated that he remembered the identity of the other party, and he was reluctant to do it for a while. ”

The black monk rubbed his chin, and the others nodded when they heard this.

However, at this moment, an accident happened on the battlefield.

——

Bai Yi also noticed that something was wrong with Qianjiao at this moment, but he didn't think about it so much, and directly stabbed it with a sword with a roar.

Although Qianjiao was a little hesitant, if he wanted to dodge this sword, it would actually be easy.

Somehow, however, he didn't hide......