"Huh~~!"

Choking on ballast.

A few people on the stage are lively, and a group of people off the stage are even more lively.

"Wow, yes~~!"

"Good. ”

The Great Ming Buddha on the stage, the demon and the demon, the Bodhisattva on the stage, the purification of all sentient beings, the gods on the stage, the compassion for the arms, the drama on the stage, anything.

Everything is on the line.

One moment Buddha, one moment Bodhisattva, one moment Immortals.

He can do anything, he may still be a demon, and he can also play that, but he may be too considerate to act, and he will cause some unnecessary trouble.

The drama on stage is ever-changing, and anything can be done.

What about the audience?

"Good. ”

They don't have to know too much, the only necessary condition for them is to learn to applaud, and this doesn't need to be too hard to learn at all.

'Hehe~!'

There is a lot of drama on stage.

The audience applauded.

And in the distance?

"Poof~!"

A broken grass, it is the newborn grass, and it is drawing beautiful makeup through dewdrops, in order to be more beautiful, but who would have thought that when he stepped down, not only did he spend makeup, but even his life was over.

Fragmentation.

into the middle of the cut.

Do you think it's just one kick, do you think it's over with one kick?

How is it possible, it is not one who comes, and of course it is not one who steps on it.

"Poof, poof, poof~~!"

Thousands of steps, thousands of breaks, but the torture of this beauty-loving grass is still not over, I don't know that after a thousand steps, a few rounds of bloody rain were staged.

Powder.

The green oil directly becomes powder, floating in the air, scattering in circles.

But not lonely.

It's not a grass that has turned into powder, its brothers and sisters, flowers, trees, flowers are still shaking, trees are still growing.

As a result, died.

Guest, here it is.

The man was calm, and the man smiled and said, "Ruo'er, you go to a distant place and wait for me~!"

"Hehe~!"

The woman looked at the man's smiling face, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Okay~!"

The man is naturally Han Xian, he is going to stretch his powerful arms, he is going to stretch out his palms to shield Rong Ruo from the wind and rain, he should go to the battlefield.

"Whew~!"

Hehewei, the eyes of the Pangu god standing quietly in the air suddenly opened, and a pair of eyes were as radiant as the sun and the moon, but these strange eyes were indeed looking back at Yingdu, seeing the singing and dancing leveling, seeing the gods and demons on the stage, and seeing the audience applauding endlessly.

How comfortable they are.

This gaze is a shadow.

These thousand-mile headlights, the people of Yingdu in the distance also saw it, their eyes shook, their expressions were solemn, and they seemed to be a little scared.

But?

Excited voice, restless voice: "Look, look, mirage." ”

Are you sure?

"Hehe~~!"

After a blink of an eye, a moment later, the smiling voice affirmed this statement, and suddenly the excitement and restlessness became the voice of independent coquettishness.

Mirage, it's a miracle.

This magic is not visible every day, of course you can't let it go, of course you have to feast your eyes on it, everyone turned around, even the actors on the stage stopped their routines and looked into the distance.

"Whew~!"

That place is destined to be wonderful, seeing the green dragon surging, the vermilion bird burning the sky, the white tiger jumping stream, the Xuanwu Qingtian, there are these magical existences, it is difficult to think about it or not.

Hold your breath and concentrate, silently, waiting for the show to begin.

"Hmph~!"

With a cold snort, the curtain opened.

The demon appeared, and the dragon god successfully appeared with its little minion that covered the sky and the sun, Han Xian's eyelids lowered, and the dragon god looked up, with a sneer in his mouth, stared at himself and said, "This is your method." ”

Hearing the sound, the breath in his mouth was slightly spitted out and he was speechless.

This hundred-foot-tall body is his extravagant hope, and he is praying that he can crush these bedbugs under his feet into powder with such a body that stands up to the sky.

"Hehehe~~. ”

"Hehe~!"

After laughing three times, the dragon god laughed twice, and said: "I have to admire you, you dare to think about this, you dare to do this, you are really sick and rush to the doctor, he~," laughed, and said gloomily: "But you are dead, you have no cure." ”

Speak.

Of course, those demons who can only move their mouths but can't use their hands can only speak with their mouths, but they are different, I have hands, I have more legs, I use my legs to talk to you, I trample you to death.

"Whew~!"

Black shadows, big feet, and moon shadows.

"Poof~!"

Do you still remember how the grass died, and the tens of millions of feet after one foot were trampled into powder, but now the giant Han Xian, under one foot is the blood in the powder.

I don't know how many died.

I don't know the exact number, the only thing that can be known is that there are a lot of deaths.

"Hehe~!"

I smiled, I smiled and looked down at the dragon god's face proudly, and said, "Yes, I am going to trample you to death by this means." ”

"Hehehe~!"

But the dragon god also smiled, and it actually smiled and nodded, and said, "Okay, I wish Mr. Han a good time." ”

"Whew~!"

The wind moved, and the monarch was powerful and hidden, and suddenly saw a circle of ants howling with red eyes: "It's time to eat," they didn't bring pots and pans, they dragged their natural knives and forks to rush up.

Han Xian is huge.

This huge size is as if to say, they can finally eat a full meal when they are extremely hungry.

"Roar~!"

Qinglong Xiao, the four elephants dancing around him, if you want to empty yourself, you must push these four magical gods off the altar first.

The green dragon roared, the roar shook to death, and the wind roared to kill countless people.

It swooped down, crushed it, it came down, its belly rubbed flesh and blood, and killed countless wounds, but the green dragon that rushed to the sky was indeed much plump, and it was indeed a lot more graceful.

Shadowing.

The shadow of the green dragon's body is moving, the knife and fork are moving, and the teeth are biting.

Crush dragon scales, peel dragon skin, draw dragon tendons, dismantle keel, and wipe dragon shape.

In one go, it was gone, the magical four elephants were gone, the green dragon was actually torn apart like this, and it became a dull air.

So what about below?

The flames were scorching.

Suzaku breathed fire, burned, and burned countless times, but after the black shadow moved continuously, its fiery figure could not be found in the air.

Chicken.

It is a chicken that is stripped of its hair, and it is a chicken that flapps its wings and jumps on a few loose hairs.

It ran hard.

And after an instant, the hardship was relieved, it didn't even have a single hair left, the four elephants were broken and the horns were broken, and the rest was still holding on?

The so-called tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs.

The white tiger roared, the mountain roared, scared the demon to death, scared to death many demons, but the demon who sought to fill his stomach was not afraid of death at all, and he didn't care about the majesty of the king in the forest at all.

Chew.

The meat in the mouth has not had time to chew, and it is still in the throat, but the bite cannot be stopped, tearing hard, biting hard.

When I was hungry, I didn't let go of my bones.

This place never exists, it has never been here, the four elephants are only a corner after an instant, can it hold up the sky, can it control the Qiankun and fight with Han Xian until the last moment?

Shrinking.

From the moment it began, Xuanwu's head shrank into a hard shell.

Its body moved, crushed, crushed flesh and blood all the way, good means, in the blink of an eye, blood flowers bloomed all over the ground, all the way was picturesque and enchanting, but slowly, gradually Xuanwu was not so acting like the wind, sluggish.

"Bang~!"

Rap.

You hide in the turtle shell, and the big hammer hits outside, and the vibration completely stops, and then a group of big hammers are like wolves and tigers, all of them are crazy.

Knock to death, smash, shock to death.

"Whew~!"

I don't know if the demon clan is already full, or because the turtle shell is still difficult to bite, everyone is forced, lifted, and violently smashed the Xuanwu body buckle that had been half of the body erosion at their feet.

That's it.

It's as simple as that.

The magic of the four elephants has become the residue in the air and the stumbling block at your feet, how long has it been, and how many magpies have risen?

Stunned.

The people who watched the big drama from afar forgot to applaud, they were all stunned, he stared, and hissed in his mouth: "When the hero appears, the ending will definitely be reversed, evil will not prevail over good, and it must be people who win." ”

What can people do.

At this moment, Han Xian was almost stunned, but this look of stupidity was not stupid, and blood immediately surged in his hands.

I'll chop.

I cut.

I kill.

Blood is chaotic, flesh is chaotic, you are like a huge meat grinder, the blood-colored knife moves, kill, kill, kill, but sometimes, the knife is not enough, the sky is full of mosquitoes, buzzing and flying, then your fist appears, a punch a bunch of mosquitoes, a bunch of meat on the ground.

Use both hands and feet.

I stepped on, I stepped on, I stepped on.

Stepping on the flesh and skin.

"Giggle~!"

The voice of gritting teeth, the audience who watched the mirage acting tightly all looked red, their hearts beat faster, their fists clenched, and they hissed and roared in their mouths: "That's it, that's how to kill." ”

What a killing.

Chopping with knives, slashing with fists, stepping on feet?

I've done all of this, but why are there always so many demons and monsters.

How much?

There was a pile of shapeless flesh on the ground, and in the midst of his own fist bang, they were actually piled up at his feet, knee-high, and filled his tall body underneath.

I can't lift my feet, I can't move my body.

But I can't stop in my hands, keep chopping and bombing.

How tall.

The audience's blood boiled to see how high the flesh and blood piled up, submerged to the waist, and gradually, the knife in the hand was swinging slower and slower, and the clenched fist was swinging slower and slower.

Filled in the chest.

"Wow~!"

Blood and blood red, the ants on the ground surfed up, they howled and completely filled the giant who stood up to the sky and the earth in the sea of flesh, squeezed, squeezed.

The squeezed hero god couldn't move for half a minute.

"Move," roared the spectators watching from afar.

"Ah~!"

Struggled, the former giant really struggled, but the flesh squeezed the meat, he didn't succeed, he didn't even shake the slightest, his face was red, and it was difficult to even breathe at the moment.

"Cut~!"

Head shake, cold snort.

The audience is not satisfied, and the audience with a disdainful look is very dissatisfied with the development staged in front of them, how can the hero not move at this time, at this time, the hero should suddenly rise up, gain the courage of heaven, break through everything, crush everything, and finally stand on the towering corpse pile and shout that the world is invincible.

But for now.

Bodhisattva, earth mud, that's the truth.