A continuous question, seeking the whereabouts of Jin Yuanzhu; One flatly denied it, saying that the predecessors recognized the wrong person, so angry that Zhang Litao jumped like thunder, and the heart of killing was there, and under the obstruction and appeasement of the rest of the people, he finally relieved his breath, and first took the matter of capturing the flag as the first priority, and found out two great rebels from the previous rebellious and criminal detention disciples, sacrificed the flag, and dyed the Buddha. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Among the twenty-four second, third, and fourth generation disciples, they are all carefully selected and outstanding elites, and their strength is naturally almost the same, and they look at luck, psychology, and strategy, and until the last moment, no one can determine who the final winner is. Life, death, opening, rest, injury, Du, surprise, Jing eight disciples staggered each other under the Buddha, it is impossible for a door and three people to stand at a point, the temple bell has sounded, and they can only blame themselves for being inferior to others, generally speaking, there is no willingness to spend time on time that should not be, the speed of a starting degree is very important in capturing the flag, if you can ride the dust, the victory or defeat is only between the morning and night.

The clouds are scattered, the breeze rises, the glow is shrouded, the Buddha has a holy heart, and people have no intention of doing good, how can they blame the Buddha?

The demons have always been flamboyant and arrogant, not to mention their good and bad problems, this kind of behavior of trampling the Buddha under their feet, it is enough to see that they are not good people, the demons are martial, advocating the strong, even if they are opponents, the strong can also get the respect they deserve.

In the temple, a melodious bell rang, twenty-four people looked around vigilantly, their bodies were on the rise, swaying for nine days, and after a while, there was a sudden scream, this is not a charity banquet after all, it doesn't need much mercy, someone was attacked, someone scolded, not to say that it was an ally, why the first to fire at themselves was the so-called "own people".

This is a competition full of variables, the only thing that twenty-four people can trust is themselves, after a competition, several top-notch people have passed a third of the journey, leaning on the belly of the Buddha, watching the changes, while resting the true qi, without absolute certainty, no one dares to do this bird.

The people above are nervous and excited, and the spectators below, except for a few who were "invited" to come, don't think much about who loses and who wins, and don't think about it, 100,000 disciples of the Demon Gate, Huo Huo under the fist, secretly hate the brothers in the door and don't fight, and I can't wait for myself to be on top, otherwise I would have won the flag and won the leadership of the next ten years.

"Someone captured the flag...... Surprised, unprepared, who is it, this hand is hidden from the sky and the sea, and the flag is taken away quietly, which is the senior brother of the door, this hand is too beautiful." People with a little geographical knowledge should know that the altitude rises by a thousand meters, its temperature will drop by six degrees Celsius, the Buddha of thousands of zhang, the wind layer, clouds, fog on the surface, the snow layer that may appear, the natural conditions are also a major difficulty in capturing the flag, they are not unable to solve, the eight doors of the Dharma protector can be said to turn over the hands for the clouds and cover the hands for the rain, easy to lay an enchantment, they do not, it is a little more fun to capture the flag, so on the head of the Buddha at an altitude of thousands of zhang, not everyone can see clearly.

And several people who can see the situation clearly, a few of them blushed, Zhang Litao's old face can be said to have turned from red to green, from green to green, even those who have changed their faces professionally may not have the level he came from. The victor who carried the banner fluttered down with a fairy fluttering, 100,000 people bowed and worshipped, and the next moment, time seemed to stop, everything stood still, only the young man who carried it was happy, talking about fun, but I didn't know that a good event, the sustenance of more than 100,000 people was in vain because of his fun.

"Bastard, the old man slaughtered you......" A good competition was ruined, and it was in the case of Zhang Litao's slight advantage, this is not the point, after all, it may not be possible to win the flag in the end. What made him angry was that under the care of his Zhang Litao, he just cared a little more about the situation above, the bastard who was originally a prisoner of the stairs, not only left quietly, but also took the flag away, like a slap on the face, raw pain, this time the face was not lost a little bit.

Ma Wanli and Zhao Lin pulled the old man who was still angry left and right, said all the good things, and gave him the steps to come down, and the angry old man shook his head, and did not go to find trouble with the young man carrying the banner.

This competition will definitely not work, twenty-four people were severely scolded by the Dharma protectors, they are all elites of various sects, twenty-four against one, and they were actually captured by an outsider, how embarrassing is this? Although everyone was wronged, who knew that there would be such a change, the attention at that time was on the people who thought they were a threat to themselves, and suddenly an outsider appeared, and they were wronged, but they didn't dare to speak, no matter what the reason, it is a fact that the flag was taken by someone, just like two armies fighting, there are surprise soldiers, knowing that it is not good for them, and the war has to be fought. History is always a chapter for the victors!

The young man who took the flag did not have half repentance, he only felt that it was fun to be tight, Ma Wanli and Zhao Lin went to get the flag, he generously gave it, saying that we will play again, let these two people shake their lips, if there is a crack on the ground, I can't wait to get in, this time it is a big shame, even if I lose such a big face last time, I can't remember which month of that year. The two of them made up their minds that they would definitely see this young man to death later, and they couldn't move their feet, plus an old man who was also full of resentment, even if Jing Yao planted his wings this time, it would be impossible for him to fly.

After a farce, the Capture the Flag operation was in full swing at one point, when twenty-four people returned to their positions and, after the bell rang, jumped up. This time it is a little more powerful than before, and the taste of embarrassment is not pleasant, they have already thought that this time there is no capture of the flag, the new account and the old account, but I am afraid that a bloody storm is waiting for them.

The three old guys didn't look up calmly this time, and made up their minds, even if they consumed this young man below, it was a good thing that they won the flag in the door, and the biggest shame was the disciple who didn't capture the flag; If the young people take the flag again, there will really be no place for their faces. "I'll do it too"! The young man felt that they had to give up sixty breaths no matter how they played with him, and he said silently in his heart, and as soon as the time passed, he came out like a momentum.

"Get down"! Zhang Litao had already taken precautions, and his three-point strength would not call people to death, Lao Ma and Lao Zhao saw that he had made a move, smiled and watched the play on the side. The price of underestimating others is always not good, fortunately, the young man has no bad intentions, just as an obstacle in the game, a twist, the body is more slippery than the loach in the field, stepping on the ladder, not borrowing the power of the Buddha's body, stepping up as if there is a section of steps to appear, the young man stepped on the air, such as walking on the ground.

"The master is still as coquettish as ever." This is the emotion of a certain blind worshipper, that back, that posture, which little girl sees it, doesn't feel enthusiastic? There is also sadness in addition to worship, I don't know if he can catch up with the master's footsteps in the year of the monkey, maybe ...... It's hard in this life! The two little guys may not be very mature in their minds, they have always been the masters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, clapping their small hands, shouting hard, their white faces are flushed, only the cold face, muttering angrily: The limbs are developed and the mind is simple.

Jing Yao couldn't listen to it, at this time, he and the old man were fighting at low altitude, but the demeanor of the two was very different, Zhang Litao was like losing his parents, like a concubine; The young man smiled faintly, honest and honest, he didn't seem to know how to attack, all relied on the defensive, the old man from three points to five points, now seventy percent, eighty percent of the strength has not let the young man lie down, the more he fights, the more frightened, this is how old the boy, his achievements in the day......

Lao Ma and Lao Zhao saw that the situation was not right, and wanted to besiege him with the momentum of the horns, anyway, today's face is lost enough, and I don't care about a little more, although Jing Yao is honest, he can admit that he is not lacking in heart, and he does not shout out to fight with the sky, fight with the earth, and fight with people, and he is happy to integrate the ability and momentum of his predecessors, and the momentum of the encirclement has not risen, and he rises up as quickly as possible, standing on the Buddha, holding the flag, and shouting downward: I won again, let's play again.

This is clearly a lack of heart and eyes, is it okay to sprinkle salt on the wound? The 100,000 people in the Demon Gate are messy, and the faces of several Dharma protectors are comparable to clowns, how beautiful and wonderful they are.

"My people from the Law Enforcement Corps". Da Qingyi gritted his teeth and said firmly. How many years have been trampled under people's feet, who wants to fall under others all day long, aspirants, waiting for a chance, a chance to turn over completely.

The opportunity is reserved for those who are prepared, and they must grasp it tightly when they come, otherwise it will be fleeting, and their life will only be ordinary.

"Put your mother's fart, I've known each other for a long time, and I'm my Dumen's son." Zhang Litao is a little older, but his voice is still loud, and sometimes relying on the old and selling the old will still sell a little face. Just like Lao Ma and Lao Zhao, if the three of them are together, Zhang Litao's idea is the opinion of the three people. But this time he was obviously wrong, in small things, it is a tradition for others to respect the elderly, but it has risen to a conflict of interests, how to say that sentence, the old man does not die for a thief, and sometimes he will be slapped in the face by relying on the old and selling the old.

Ma Wanli and Zhao Lin sang and harmonized, they were also in the Lost Land at the beginning, but they had never heard of when the young man had a relationship with Du Men, and if he wanted to enter, he would also enter their Xiumen and Jingmen. Da Qingyi roared at the person he brought, raised his head rarely, and chose to fight on the basis of reason, and the other three were even more noisy. The other five doors have nothing to do with nature, and they naturally refuse to let go of the Tang monk who ate the meat of the immortal, the public said that the public is reasonable, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law is reasonable, and almost turned his face and fought.

The 100,000 people of the Demon Gate looked at each other, and the leaders' minds really couldn't guess.

I don't know who shouted a sentence to ask the party, Jing Yao, who came down from the Buddha, instantly became a fragrant bun and looked helpless under the flattery of a group of uncles and uncles, one said, if you don't join my door, you will kill your whole family tomorrow; The other interface is to sleep with your daughter-in-law; That's how the demon gate acts, eating meat in large chunks, drinking in large gulps, and speaking happily.