Shouting so loudly, are you going to give up?

But the demon lord, this hard work, his face was swollen, but he had no choice, can he still let the deity jump out of the coffin and fight with the bald donkeys?

Alone, he has not yet made up his mind to fully recover. Although the www.biquge.info have been asleep for so long, the current world is not suitable for them.

If one day you choose to really come, then it also means the nightmare of survival in this world, the superposition of pain and pain.

Let the demon lord choose to self-destruct himself, unfortunately, such a noble soul has carved the dying struggle into the bones, although the sleeping deity drank the sutra and drank the throat and shouted to give up.

But this wisp of doppelganger already upholds the will of the heart.

To wear him out, you have to do it with the big bald donkeys.

Kong Chan's huge head raised slightly, the years passed, the silent and suspended coffin, everything around him was in his eyes, but what could he do when he saw it, it was already difficult to catch a wisp of distraction, could his group of people still rush into the long river of time and smash that person's coffin board?

This is contrary to the truth of Buddhism, after all, it is digging people's graves.

The same sleeping great man looked at those compassionate eyes angrily, and in the eyes of the demon lord, there was bastard written everywhere in those eyes, especially Kong Chan looked at the way he loved the bed, and he had the urge to jump out and fight to the death, and he burst into Kong Chan's ears: "Bald donkey, when you come to the Fanhua Temple, you will be baptized in blood." ”

This is so false, how far away is the coming day, and this is so true, the coming day may be tomorrow.

Master Kong Zen sighed lightly, how can a monk know the coming day: "Amitabha!"

That distant brilliance, there is no way to do it, and the demon lord clone in front of him has no suspense.

Wu Jitang's handsome face was filled with anger and distortion, but no matter how hard the demon lord's arms swung their fists, the chain that passed through his chest still taunted the demon lord again and again.

It was sad that the dying and trapped beasts were still fighting, was it the chain that locked the soul that worked, or was the demon lord exhausted and still wanted to roar and wave, but even the barrier of the communication chain was not trembling.

"Hehe, this is boring, I was much more arrogant than you back then. "The Scarlet Zen Master knew about it, but now he was very busy and didn't have time to distinguish it.

The chain that couldn't get close because of the manic nature of the demon lord finally waited for the opportunity, and the opportunity to lock the soul was finally no longer lonely, and the demon lord's whole body was like a huge cocoon, trapped in it by the scriptures.

Is it finally over?

A Zen monk's gaze raised slightly, and he glanced lightly at the demon lord, and then at the empty zen master.

Is it the years that have given Master Kongzen the waves and deep frowns, or is his heart really weighing on an infinite burden, and the compassion on that face has this infinite solemnity.

His eyes were still staring at the motionless demon lord in the air who was bound by the scriptures.

Isn't the victory a foregone conclusion?

Why do the eyes of Master Kong Zen have a different meaning in his heart? Of course, the discerning person understood that the demon lord was just trapped and wanted to kill him, and Kong Zen knew very well that the true ability of their six Buddhas was not very good.

His eyes glanced at a Zen monk.

Scarlet Yizen snorted coldly, and said proudly: "A group of fools, it's difficult now, you know that you sealed me back then, and sacrificed so much, and now the six people don't even have the ability to exceed." ”

Does Kuzen regret it?

Of course not, compared to the thing in the hands of the Seal Scarlet Yizen, the current demon lord is much more secondary, and as for the price, since it can't be erased, isn't it easy to seal your own group of people?

The demon lord's face gradually pondered, why hasn't he done it yet, according to common sense, he has been trapped, and when will he not erase it?

Could it be that the anxious demon lord himself wants to die?

The mind in the coffin thought about 10,000 possibilities, could there be any evil intentions, he must not doubt that Kongzen did not have the ability to erase himself.

And under such a premise, the more the demon lord thought about it, the more shocked he became, but the price of destroying that wisp of clone by himself was too great, and between the trade-offs, he once again said ruthlessly: "Let me see what the hell you guys are doing." ”

In the scriptures, the black flame that was about to be extinguished on the demon lord's body burned fiercely again, the pale face of the family once again turned bloodless, and Wu Jitang's body was transparent again.

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

The Empty Zen Mage's eyes were shocked, and the enchantment shook violently again, and the countless scripture chains that had trapped the Demon Lord all turned to powder after a loud bang.

Obviously, the demon lord still cares about the chains that lock the soul, and as soon as his hands and feet are freed, he smashes them twice, but the tenacity of the chains is expected.

His eyes jumped, his eyes looked directly at the empty Zen monk, and a straight sneer flashed, the highest level of dying and struggling with the trapped beast is to make his enemies pay the price.

In fact, the demon lord is still late in realizing that the barrier cannot be broken, which already means that he has no way to escape, but he is still afraid of dying for so long.

Others smiled in return, and of course the great monk still smiled, with a faint kindness on his face, and that expression seemed to be feeling silent for the death of the demon lord.

"Ami.... ”

Before the Buddha horn of the empty Zen was finished, the demon lord broke everything with a broken drink, and what really shattered the sound was not the broken drink, but the black sword light that rushed towards the empty Zen in the air.

The black knife is clearly the old bone of the clan that the bone has worked so hard to obtain, and it is obvious that the demon lord regards him as the last hope to punish the empty Zen.

Desperately struck, its momentum was really extraordinary.

As soon as the black knife came out of his hand, Long Wei from afar oppressed everyone's hearts, but He Nai was a monk here, and Long Wei was too far away, and the face of Empty Zen was still unhappy or overjoyed.

The dislike and arrogance of the face does not mean that he is really confident, that kind of virtue, who can say that it is not a statue of liberation that has no other use before death.

The demon lord had already thought about everything, how could he give other ancient Buddhas a chance to save the empty Zen, the strange knife turned into a giant dragon and rushed towards the empty Zen, of course it was impossible to be restrained, and the hand that was originally in front of the chest had already slapped towards the strange knife.

As soon as the palm of the hand touches the knife, the knife will turn into dust as if it has been weathered for too many years.

But the demon lord's joy was not reaped, and the empty Zen was really shocked.

The old bones of the bones turned into powder, but obviously the demon took the initiative to think, and the black flame suddenly appeared, and it was also in the shape of a long knife, and when Kongzen's face was shocked, the knife pierced the palm of his hand.

"Haha, that's how I can vent the hatred in my heart. The Demon Lord's eyes were still fixed on Sorazen, because he knew that what was below was the most important thing.

The long knife continued to pass through the palm of his hand, still dragging the black tail flame and stabbing towards the head of the Sky Zen Master.

The long black knife was too small, at least compared to the huge head of Kong Chan, but Kong Chan's solemn expression really didn't dare to let the black light stab his head.

But he didn't dare, it was indeed the will of the demon lord, and now any obstacle was too late, the demon lord laughed again, and the eagerness in his eyes burned again, as long as he moved to one, then the enchantment would definitely be self-defeating, and it would be inevitable to escape when the time came.

Even if the eyes were frightened, what could the black light do if he fulfilled the demon lord's will and successfully stabbed the head of the empty zen mage.

Without making a sound, the black flames burned silently on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of Empty Zen, and small black cracks slowly spread to all sides.

Is this the result that the Demon Lord wants?

Of course, it is a fly in the ointment, the demon is mainly to stab into the bald donkey's head and burn his mind, but He Nakong Zen's hairless head is too hard, and the black flame cannot fulfill the demon lord's final will.

The smug smile slowly darkened, and his eyes saw very really, and there was a trace of golden light overflowing in the black flames, and the result?

There was no need to wait for the demon lord to think about it, reality had already told him the answer, and the black flames were completely extinguished by the golden light, leaving only the small black cracks that were still struggling, and those small cracks were not worth mentioning to the huge head of Kong Zen.

At least that's what the Demon Lord thinks.

The demon lord can't think like this, and he doesn't have this time, how can he still have the ability to pass through the sky, or the nasty scripture cage, and this time he even gave up on the dying struggle and the trapped beast.

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