What a big dream, such a big heart, what a big project. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is a wolf bone painted sheepskin.

That man himself had long wanted to kill, and if one day he could hear about his death, even if he was already lying in a coffin, he would jump up and celebrate.

And at this moment, he very much agrees with the view of the demon sacrifice, and the compassionate monk should really put everything down to hunt him down.

Whether it was the Demon Sacrifice or Han Xian, they were very sure that with the means of the Divine Monk, killing Yagongzi was as simple as killing a chicken, and they were convinced of this, but how did they know why the Divine Monk would condone the escape of sin again and again.

People are not plants.

is indebted, how can he carry the courage to carry the knife to do the benevolence of righteousness and annihilation.

"Amitabha!"

Under the repeated questioning of the demon sacrifice, the face of the monk was only Xiao Suo's expression.

"Haha, what kind of Buddha are you, coward, what do you use to stop me?" holy as a demon sacrifice, and the laughter at this moment is also arrogant arrogance.

"Coward?"

At that time, I don't know how many people drank themselves like this, and then they fled and hid behind the holy Buddha statue for a moment of rest.

And at this moment, it is the word 'coward' again.

It got up from the bottom of his heart, but the current person fortunately did not hide in a panic, but the Buddha chant in his mouth kept on hiding.

The priest who once hid behind the Buddha statue chose to sit by and watch.

And today's demon sacrifice is also understood from the Buddha name chanted by the priests, and he who is timid and silent in the past will allow sins to happen.

"Hey~. ”

Similarly, Han Xian's gaze also fell on the face of the divine monk, and he sighed lightly, and his own sigh certainly could not represent his approval of the 'coward' spoken by the Demon Sacrifice.

At this moment, although he still doesn't know why the monk will show mercy to Yakozi's subordinates again and again, he is sure that he must have concerns and reasons for being merciful and benevolent.

Besides, Han Xian didn't want to hear about Yagongzi's death in the coffin, and sending him into the coffin with his own hands was the first luck in the world.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly felt fist-fighting, as if he wanted to kill him now.

"Hehe~~. ”

With a smile on his face, Han Xian knew that it was impossible now and now, but just when this self-deprecating smile had not completely spread, the cold hair on his body suddenly stood upside down, like falling into an ice cave.

"Uh~. ”

When his gaze was raised, the corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched fiercely, the face in front of him was like a god, but his gaze was as cold as a night ghost.

He stared at himself, a cold and majestic smile rising up at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe~~. ”

"Boom, boom, boom~~. ”

What sound, what is the sound that vibrates in the air?

Han Xian's heart was already in turmoil, and his eyes swept around to know where the sound of trembling like ice cracking came from, this sound was not the cracking of ice, but under the sneer of the demon sacrifice, the air and space were shattering.

Of course, the spearhead of everything is aimed at oneself.

"Hmph~. ”

Han Xian snorted coldly in his mouth and asked in his heart: 'What are you afraid of?'

It's already a guy who has died once, what else is there to be afraid of, in fact, Han Xian is still wrong, the demon sacrifice is not just a death once, it can be said that he has died thousands of times.

And it is these thousands of times of high virtue and good resentment that make up his false and holy body, and in his seemingly kind eyes, 'This world should die.' And Han Xian was the first. ’

The first of all the people, I asked Han Xian if he was afraid?

What are you afraid of, where do you come from?

Because at this moment, Han Xian was in an ambiguous position about the root of the Demon Sacrifice, so Han Xian could fearlessly evolve the Dao Method in his heart, and his eyes did not look at the ice edge space that was shattering along the air towards him, but stared at the face of the Demon Sacrifice mockingly.

Capture the thief and capture the king.

The meaning of these cold eyes is not false at all, but this is not the decision to break the cauldron, because there have been too many times, I have chiseled the cauldron with my own hands, and finally found that I was still in a small broken boat.

Looking at the endless scales, I asked myself if I was waiting to starve to death or if I was thinking about drowning.

Fortunately, he can survive every time, but he doesn't dare to pin his hopes on Changtian every time, his eyes are staring at the Demon Sacrifice in the Evolution and Killing Machine, but he is also very careful about the ice edge space that is shattered in the air.

"Buzz!"

His eyes were clear, and the mantra in his mouth suddenly came out, Han Xian understood that for resentment, mantra was naturally restrained, and for demon sacrifices, then Buddhism was even more powerful.

Just ask him if he is dead!

Full of confidence, just when the mantra of the word 'hum' in his mouth flew out, there was also a sound of the mantra of the word 'what' in his heart, and suddenly his whole body was as pure as the light of the Buddha, and even the haggard appearance of the sick face was covered up a little.

Reassured?

After doing all this, Han Xian's heart was still 'pounding, pounding', because it was the mantra 'hum' that he had given high hopes for, although it was approaching the demon sacrifice as he imagined.

However, the original pure and holy mantra was dimmed before it came closer.

Could it be that the Demon Sacrifice is using the Dao method to steal the magic above?

Of course, this is impossible, just look at his holy face and glittering body, and it is not that the mantra words that have been derived by himself have dimmed, but it can be said that from beginning to end, the word 'hum' is shining brightly.

But the stars next to the moon are bright, and they are destined to be dim.

Since he knew the truth, Han Xian's heart was a little more relaxed, but as the mantra got closer to the demon sacrifice, the tighter his heart became.

It seems that Han Xian thought that he knew that it would be wishful thinking to accept the demon sacrifice with the word 'hum'.

But when things are so obsessive, delusions must also be done.

Although the holiness of the demon sacrifice body is clear, the mantra lives up to Han Xian's high expectations and comes first, and he successfully deceives him, but the Buddha's light at this moment has become the light of fireflies.

If you can't shine on yourself, you can't destroy others.

If a mosquito enters the water, it is indeed as good as a mosquito, and it does not even cause a trace of waves, and the mantra is forced into the body of the demon sacrifice without even a trace of dust.

It has been here as if it had not.

However, the space shattered ice edge derived from the Demon Sacrifice was really here, and Han Xian didn't dare to set his eyes on the Demon Sacrifice at this moment.

Looking at the inch-by-inch space, my heart was very determined.

I am asking: Can we keep ourselves from losing our own words with a mantra? I am afraid that it is wishful thinking. ’

Now that it is known, how can Han Xian be willing to sit still and wait for death.

His eyes swept over the space ice ridge that was almost close, and he hurriedly roared in his heart: 'Bai' word mantra.

Sure enough, as Han Xian expected, as soon as the mantra of the word 'what' that protects himself was shattered in space, the ice edge froze like chaff, and after holding on a few tremblings, it was directly frozen before the ice ballast could be turned into nothing.

But fortunately, Han Xian was cautious enough.

Although the word 'what' was broken, at the moment of all difficulties, thanks to his wit and half-luck, he derived the word 'bei' mantra.

But at this moment, Han Xian didn't dare to be happy.

If you have a firm grasp of the mantra of the word "what", is it possible to be confident in the mantra of the word "bei", you must know that the word "what" is as simple as breaking the ice edge and breaking the word "what" is as simple as nothing in the air.

At this moment, Han Xian's nervous little face was still in charge of his life.

Sure enough, as Han Xian expected, the mantra of the word 'bei' was also crushed in the face of the erosion of the broken ice ridges, without even turning up a wave.

The word mantra still exists in his heart, and there is still the word 'Ma' that has never come out, but Han Xian has already foreseen the result.

It needs its own body to bear the pain of the ice edge shattering.

Since it was predestined, there was no need to hide.

"Hmph, let's see if you can freeze my blood. ”

Han Xian's eyes froze, his face was even more resolute and cold, and he roared in his heart: "Burn." ”

The fist will drive the blood of Zheng Zheng.

Han Xian's eyes were red, and even when his skin was dyed with blood, the scorching steam of Dao power burning blood power appeared, how could the twin stars in the star chart lag behind, they will never fade, they will stand on their foreheads, and they will be the last line of defense in front of their hearts.

Han Xianke, who was lucky enough to do all this, was he relieved?

There was no such opportunity at all, and just when Han Xiandao's power was ignited, the cold successfully covered his body completely.

Failed?

Dead?

At least people aren't as torn apart as space.

Did it work?

Still alive?

I don't know, but at this moment, Han Xian, who can still be swaying with a pair of blood-colored eyes, should still be alive, but he is still alive as if he is sealed in a coffin of Xuanbing.

If a living person is nailed into a coffin, it is no different from being dead.

It might as well be dead.

People will suffocate in a confined space, but at this moment, Han Xian can ignore these for the time being, because he still has this breath of oxygen in his mouth for the time being.

What's worse now is the coldness of the ice ridge.

Why does the space seem to be shattered under the cold crush, it is completely frozen and exploded, and at this moment, Han Xian is struggling to hover on the edge of freezing explosion and freezing cracking.

If it weren't for the Dao power to ignite the blood power and work hard to support it, I am afraid that at this moment, I would be like a mantra, and I would be directly frozen and turn into nothingness without even a single ice ballast left.

But it's the same way.

Now I am still persistent, and I can still persevere, but I ask myself how long I can last?

One cannot answer, but all one can say, 'The word has not yet been exhausted, and the blood has not yet been burned.'" ’

"Haha. ”

That holy face let out such a sneer, and when it was an instant, the false holiness on the demon sacrifice's body fell directly into the dust, he was happy, and he was happy that he had successfully killed Han Xian.

But it wasn't long before it was happy, and it fell into the dust.

"Mi. ”

"Purify habits and destroy jealousy. ”