Kongkong snorted and shouted to him who was about to slip away: "Aren't they all injured, I haven't been seriously cultivating for a long time since I was injured." Can they find that their cultivation speed has accelerated? ”

Suddenly, they really didn't pay attention to this.

"What about you?"

Kongkong said generously: "It's not that I haven't tried it seriously? But I don't think it's much different from the past. However, they may be different from me, after all, I am originally gifted, and there are constant opportunities, and my original cultivation speed is far faster than ordinary people. ”

And he himself also discovered that Kongkong must have to be guided by a master, and he couldn't see her ontological cultivation clearly, but he could feel that Kongkong had the foundation of becoming a god.

Therefore, the blessing of the moon god is the icing on the cake for her, and it may not have a great effect.

He turned his head to ask others, and sure enough, all of them were like him, and they all forgot about this stubble.

cough, they're worried about the survival of the demon clan, this, this, this, something else, cough cough, aren't they recuperating from their injuries, they are not in a hurry, they are not in a hurry, and they are most afraid of greed in their cultivation.

At this time, I thought about it and asked, and they all said that cultivation had indeed accelerated to a certain extent, but it was far from what was a blowout without a bottleneck in a day.

Kongkong patted his little chest: "Oh, I'm relieved, I thought it was Lord Luna who had an opinion about me." It turns out that everyone is the same, so I'm relieved. Also, if Luna really looked at me angry, he wouldn't have been able to give me so many gifts. ”

This time, I was in no mood to talk nonsense with her, because everyone had the original intention of strangling the scourge to death in the cradle, examined themselves, and really found out some not very good things and not very good people.

It should educate and educate, and it should be exterminated.

This is the reason why the demon clan set off a bloody storm and even heard about it.

The tree has big dead branches, not only the demon race, which larger race can't help but check, the fairy is in the devil, the demon is evil, the sneak in, the rebellion, the turn back is the shore to kill the benevolent, there are more people have the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are the most bloody.

Ming Chan wiped his face, it was full of blood, and then he was a bright Buddha, and he couldn't help but sigh unlucky.

God knows, he's just walking, very well-behaved, walking on the side.

Suddenly, a person ran over, stuffed him with something, and cried sadly: "Run, hope will be handed over to you!" ”

Completely confused, okay?

And then the man died, and died thoroughly.

Looking at the more than a dozen serious injuries on his body, Ming Chan's heart was cold.

It's calculated, run.

I want to run, it's late.

As if in an ambush, a group of people suddenly jumped out and asked him to hand over his things.

Immediately threw the thing over, and was snorted.

"Fake! Will really hand it over! ”

Ming Chan sighed, it couldn't be more obvious, the dead man calculated him before he died, using a fake, using a lie, to attract the eyes of the pursuer to himself, so that the real chased escaped.

Breaking the conspiracy.

But the other side is straightforward: "You are a monk, how can there be a monk who doesn't care about idle things?" You must know something, don't tell me quickly! ”

Ming Chan is so angry, what's wrong with him being a monk? Who is he a monk hindering?

If Yexi is here, he will laugh: Monk, monk, you also have today.

Run, don't run at this time, wait for when.

I can't tell.

finally ran away, only to slowly find out that the demon clan seemed to be making some big moves, and encountered several infighting in the demon clan.

This time it was even better, two groups of demon clans killed, as if they couldn't see him, both sides died, and he, an innocent bystander, was dyed red in monk's robes.

The white monk's robe was soaked in layers of blood, and it was so red that it was black. Ming Chan gathered the corpses of the demons into a pile, set fire, burned, and exceeded.

Along the way, all the way to exceed, his ears are filled with the love, hatred, hatred, greed, hatred and obsession of the demon clan.

Frowning, too often, right? How do you feel that the demon clan of the entire immortal and demon world has turned upside down?

Also think of emptiness.

At that time, his position was too far away from the place where the empty space was, and it was impossible to contact him.

He was a little worried about the empty situation, and he couldn't imagine that there was still a role for her to thread the needle.

If you know, with a wave of your sleeves, you will know that people who are close to Yexi can't live with common sense, so you don't have to worry.

After walking too much, it is inevitable that he can't avoid the war, the white monk's robe is dyed red again, and the picturesque monk looks at his hands.

"Hehe, I said you would be like me."

There was a splash of black ink in the air, and the ink splashed out of a human figure, and the human form became concrete and vivid.

It's a beautiful and enchanting... Baldness.

She is a beautiful woman, but she is bald.

The beautiful young monk has a snow-white skin that can be broken by blowing and blowing, the snow-white skin is covered by a black monk's robe with white lotus patterns blooming, a cluster of black lotus patterns stretches out from under the neck, climbs up to the back of the head with a perfect arc, and then hangs down from the forehead to the left cheek, gently tapping the eyebrows and lips, the dazzling black and white, and the facial features are more demonic.

Miao Miao's eyes are hell.

Yin Yin's red lips are also hell.

This is a monk who brings hell to the world.

If Yexi is here, I'm afraid it's a pity: good-looking men have all gone to be monks.

Don't maintain the Yin Yang Avenue?

Ming Chan glanced at him, and then looked down at his hands.

Blood, very red, very cold.

The beautiful and demonic monk smiled, like a red dust hell: "It's good to get used to it." ”

Ming Chan raised his head again and said coldly: "I'm not all the way with you, don't pester me." ”

After speaking, he looked at him and frowned.

The monk laughed, stretched out his arms and spun around: "I'm about to soar, surprise?" Accidental? Happy? ”

After another week, the lotus pattern of the black clothes bloomed, and the demon was inexplicable.

Ming Chan is speechless, what does it matter to me, I can't help but be sentimental.

But after thinking about it, he still said, "Then I wish you an early ascension to Bliss." ”

"Huh?"

The next moment, the monk threw himself in front of Ming Chan's face, and opened his two hands to pick his face, but Ming Chan leaned back helplessly, and his blood-stained hand was weakly blocked in front.

"Ouch, little monk, didn't you wish me to be killed by the divine calamity and ascend to Bliss, and really hope that I will become a god and Buddha of Bliss? Isn't it a fake? ”

Ming Chan retreated, the white light on his body flashed, clean as usual, and his hands turned white again.

said lightly: "Your merits and demerits are measured by heaven and earth, just a polite remark." ”

The monk looked at him fixedly, and for a long time, he suddenly laughed, and pointed at him with a finger that was more delicate than a girl: "You clearly care about me." ”

Ming Chan was helpless: "You just say yes." ”

Walk with your feet up.

"Eh, don't go, I'm here to find you on business."

"Oh."

"I have obtained a supreme Dharma, a god-level one, there is a way to refine it, so that I can ascend more certainly."

"Oh."

"That's it, I'm a demon Buddha, I have to find an immortal Buddha to cooperate."

"Oh."

"Didn't I think of you?"

"Oh."

"Then it's decided."

"Nope."

"You—do me a favor."

"Nope."

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, what's wrong with helping me while you're not in the devil? I promise you that I will leave you all my net worth and experience. The monk made a gesture: "I swear to the Buddha." ”

"It's useless to swear to your Black Lotus Buddha."

Buddha, there was only one, but later it became two.

In order to achieve the supreme Buddha, the Buddha gave himself a dissection, and the good one is the Buddha who recites the Ming Zen chant, sitting on the golden lotus. The evil one is the Buddha of the monk's own family, sitting on the black lotus.

There are two lotus flowers, one gold and one black.

The monk did not relent, and Ming Chan stopped.

"Yihua, you can't go find a nun?"

The monk named Flower almost vomited blood: "What am I looking for a nun for?" That's not what I'm doing! ”

Besides, Lao Tzu is a monk! Monk!