Make up for the update on September 27~~Momoda~

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The planks swayed slightly on the surface of the water, as if every drop of rain falling into the water could be clearly heard.

Those countless circles on the ground, clashing in detail. Shaking every heartstring of the throne.

There was an undercurrent in the air, and he could smell danger.

Suddenly, a wind breaking through the sky came from the top of his head, and the Dharma Seat, with years of combat experience, rolled on the momentum, and the Bodhi Scepter arced smoothly.

One move, "Nirvana in the Eight Directions", is stacked up.

"Ding-" There was a sharp collision, and the golden light was particularly dazzling in the turbidity.

But as soon as he rolled, the plank tilted obliquely, and he was about to fall into the water. As a last resort, he clicked on the plank and fled into the fog.

In his previous life, as the abbot of Shaozhao Temple, he had practiced kung fu to the extreme, and it was difficult to meet opponents in the mortal world.

After his death, he was promoted to the immortal class. Worship under the throne of the ancient god Hua Zumu and practice "Zen Northern Shengong". And this "Chanbei Shengong" is divided into ninety-two styles, and there are very few new gods who can practice to thirty styles.

But he was a genius who easily practiced to the ninety form, and the move "Nirvana of the Eight Directions" just now was only the tenth style. If it is hard to deal with it, the Bodhi scepter may not suffer; But it is estimated that it will not be cheap.

thought that his master Hua Zumu was still preparing to recommend him to the Heavenly Court to serve as the general of the guards, but he didn't expect that at that juncture, something happened to him.

It's all because he ran to the mortal world, met his lover privately, and was accidentally caught by Silu Shenjun.

Since then, I have no choice but to die in the world......

I don't want to fall into the trap of Qian Baihui today, he really has no choice. He has been lurking by the emperor's side for many years, but he wants to get the Wanlun royal weapon. But he never found the right opportunity.

Today is different from the past, and the royal weapon has finally left the emperor. Who is the emperor? He knew he was invincible.

But if it's on that kid, although the chances are slim. Maybe there was a fraud, and he had to try it.

Everything depends on how to tell the emperor. Hmph –

As long as you can get out alive.

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Qian Baihui was also very angry this time.

In fact, as long as he gave an order, he didn't have to go through such a lot of work.

But he really couldn't swallow this breath, the hypocrite and the slut of the Dharma seat forced the demon lord to death, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest.

Originally, the head of the Demon Dao should have been his Qian Baihui, but he was driven to the world. What kind of boss to be crazy about collecting money for that slut.

What does he want all that money for? As long as he rules one side, he is free......

But now not only do you have to carry the black pot for her; I still have to take this hot potato and hide in Tibet.

He said it a long time ago. This old / dog is selfish and unfaithful to her, but she doesn't listen. Cheap/people! Qian Baihui cursed viciously.

In the fog he created, he was still thinking about how to hide. Miscellaneous/broken, or the stick in his hand still has some power, he would have poked him into a few transparent holes.

Even if you don't have to look for it yourself, Pixiu can still see where the enemy is hiding. Pixiu is bloodthirsty, eighteen moves from hell, and moves to death. What's more, it's now tasted the sweetness.

It stands to reason. That monk Hui flesh fairy bones, absorbing his immortal power to the point that it is more sword than spiritual power.

Hmph, he still wants to hide, he dares to snatch the royal weapon. to covet the throne of the Demon Lord.

This time, we must kill him to prevent future troubles.

Pixiu's sword roared, and a move "smashing the bones" came from top to bottom. Piercing the throne lying on the plank.

The throne reacted and stepped on the water. Resist the wind and back up and block with your scepter. returned a trick of "monstrous authority". This is the eightieth style of "Chanbei Shengong", and sure enough, Qian Baihui was shocked and fell back sharply......

In this way, you come and go, and the two fight together.

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Leng Duhua squirmed, narrowed her eyes slightly, and saw that Qian Tu was at her feet, and the pocket watch was still on her neck. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He pretended to turn over and dragged Qian Tu into his arms......

As he was about to take the pocket watch off Qian Tu's neck, he heard a female voice coming from the fog.

"Where's the little master?" It seems to be Zhen Sunlin, why is she here?

"Over there......" Feeling someone approaching, Leng Duhua quickly fainted again.

A dark shadow loomed overhead. Many people encircled him in the middle, and some people took Qian Tu from their arms and kicked him secretly......

"Lift him up and take him away." A female voice commanded.

"Yes—" a male voice replied solemnly and neatly.

Leng Duhua narrowed her eyes, only to find that Qian Tu was being held by a man in a black cloak. And he was lifted by two people on a wooden plank, and he rode all the way against the wind......

Where is this going? Zhen Sunlin's mind is very complicated, and she has the idea of a king weapon on the way to money.

She wanted it so badly, but she was afraid to do it.

The group of black-clothed people only knew how to execute orders mechanically, and they didn't have any extra thoughts.

This is in trouble, Leng Duhua is most afraid that others will not think about anything......

After a moment of hurried travel, when Leng Duhua secretly opened his eyes again, he saw that the sky above his head was chaotic.

It seems to have reached the Demon Path?

"It's here, put it down." Zhen Sunlin made a stop movement. The group placed him and Qian Tu side by side on the ground.

"See Emperor Zun-" Zhen Sunlin was in front, and the group knelt down together, and their voices were deafening.

Emperor? Leng Duhua secretly looked sideways, and could only see white clothes fluttering, white cloak, and white veil covering her face from a distance.

It's her? Leng Duhua felt that this figure was a little familiar. Seeing her coming and stopping beside him, he had no choice but to close his eyes.

"Who hurt him?" The female voice is tactful, melodious like jade, like a pipa plucking, which makes people secretly amazed.

Leng Duhua felt that this voice was also a little familiar, but because of the age, he couldn't remember it.

With his prophetic powers, he wanted to probe her mind.

was blocked back by the thick immortal sense. The so-called immortal consciousness is an aura released by the immortal cultivator himself.

Generally, gods and immortals will use an aura released by their consciousness from the inside to the outside to form divine consciousness and immortal consciousness. As a barrier to prevent mortals or their own kind from peeking into their own hearts.

Leng Duhua's heart became complicated, and all kinds of thoughts were conflicting...... So is she really a fairy? Could it be her?

Why is she in the Demon Path?

Why do others call him Emperor?

She is such a fairy girl, how could she ...... How so?

That's impossible.

Leng Duhua's mind was entangled, making him breathless, and fine beads of sweat couldn't help but appear on his forehead.

There are cool fingers, sweating for him. But there was a lot of anger in his voice, "...... If he dares to hurt him, I will destroy his hands when he returns. ”

“…… Yes, Emperor Zun, do you think he will come back? Zhen Sunlin was a little apprehensive and stood stiffly.

"Why not, I just want to see which of the two of them is stronger, and who is truly loyal to me? Whoever will be reused after the day/day. "Under the white veil, the voice is steady, and the expression is not clear; But Zhen Sunlin felt a shudder. (To be continued......)