Forget Chan'er was frightened, and he didn't know what the abbot of Qianfoshan was thinking, but the only thing he was sure of was that Silence Rulai would not let go of the sad and joyful silkworm, even if she was reincarnated and broke out of the cocoon, she would still be killed by Rulai.

The golden silkworm eggs burst out with Dao brilliance, and they were hidden together with the ancient map, like a huge cocoon.

Forget Chan'er just glanced at it in a hurry, and then retracted his thoughts, because he was facing a huge potato. Boom, potatoes fell from the sky, exuding a terrifying aura that made all beings feel hopeless. But forget that Zen is a tool spirit, ask the instrument spirit of the Zen knife, although he is affected by some influences, but the fighting spirit is undiminished, and he bursts out.

Now, the Zen knife is in the hands of Forget Zen'er, he picked up the knife of Buddhism that can also help the world, and slashed towards the huge potato, "The show of the emperor's flower." I only heard Zen Er say indifferently.

The knife qi is like a silk thread, bursting up, the knife wire is connected together, and a emperor flower is produced, and the flower blooms with thirty-three petals, each petal is ten zhang long.

The emperor flower, the flower condensed by the sword qi, exuded an endless murderous aura, surging up, swirling out angrily, and slashed towards the potato.

But that huge potato rushed out of the ancient picture, which is very evil in itself, and there is another core potato hidden in the potato, that is, the bean in the bean, not to tease you.

When!when!when!

The edge of the emperor flower slashed the potato, and there was a sound of gold and iron, but the skin of the potato was still there, and it was undamaged. Even if it's an imperial flower, it can hurt it.

At this time, the Zen Forgetful Child's eyes were empty, and he entered a state of emptiness. And the Zen knife was also sacrificed by him, hanging above him, sprinkling ten thousand sword flowers, shining in the ten directions. "Old-fashioned. Suddenly, Forget Zen'er shouted loudly.

Since the show of the emperor flower has no choice but to potatoes, Zen'er has no choice but to show "old solitary". The Zen knife burst out dozens of sharp groans, like a dragon's chant rising from the sea, roaring out of the mountains and forests.

With a loud bang, an excellent handsome middle-aged man manifested from the light of the Buddha of Ten Thousand Dao, he was eighty-eight zhang tall, his head was hanging from a beam, and he was called "Old Duxiu". He said: "Forget Zen'er, you sealed me in the knife, why did you release me today." You'll regret it. ”

Forget Chan'er sneered: "Before I regret it, why don't you hurry up and destroy that potato with Emperor Hua, it will be smashed down soon." ”

The handsome middle-aged man named "Old Duxiu" laughed three times, hahaha, "It's up to me to come forward, who dares to kill you." Look at my darling. I saw his big hand slap towards the sky, and with a loud bang, a jar of vinegar swirled angrily. "This is old vinegar, given to me by the king of the vinegar world. ”

The show of the emperor flower, the old one, the two major killing moves came out together, in addition, a jar of vinegar also flew up, and finally stopped the attack momentum of the huge potato. With a bang, black water gushed out of the vinegar jar, and when it landed, the sour smell of love burst out. Forget Chan'er exclaimed: "Chen Duxiu, you are still in love!"

The middle-aged man with a height of eighty-eight zhang said indifferently: "Why can't I fall in love, even if I am in the middle of asking the Zen knife, my personal charm is still undiminished, and in the small world of the knife, there are thousands of girls who have been captured by my temperament and become my lover." ”

As he spoke, Chen Duxiu's right arm waved, and a black lightning bolt split, and then, a paintbrush appeared, "Fortunately, I haven't forgotten that I am still a person in the painting world, funny!"

Chen Duxiu, holding a paintbrush, using the sea of clouds as ink and the sky as the canvas, began to paint. "The sword is out of the south of the Yangtze River, and the sheath is hidden in the abyss. The teacher is unknown!"

Suddenly, Chen Duxiu exudes a monstrous murderous aura, like a peerless fierce sword, he once entered the painting world, but he did not learn from a teacher, he was completely self-taught, and he likes to copy the sword sticker, and the swords drawn are all sharp.

The potato also seemed to feel the terrible power from Chen Duxiu, and its fall slowed down sharply, and the potato skin suddenly cracked, and green vines burst out of it, like thousands of poisonous snakes, sweeping towards Chen Duxiu, in a vain attempt to interrupt his painting.

"Emperor Flower!" Chen Duxiu shouted, "What are you waiting for, chop that potato with me." ”

Hearing this, the speed of the emperor's flower rotation was even faster, sneering, the cold air burst out, and then condensed into long chains, all of which were ice chains, with a total of more than 800 ice chains, and the ice chains split towards the green vines, preventing them from approaching the old Duxiu.

Forget Chan'er was on the side, standing with a knife, and said with a smile: "Very good, Emperor Flower Show and Chen Duxiu are finally willing to cooperate, and I am still worried that my own people will fight and make mistakes." ”

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

The ice chains and vines clashed in one place, all cracking, turning into debris and tossing away.

And Dihua has won a precious opportunity for the old solo show, and his painting has been completed. Under the firmament, above the sea of clouds, a picture scroll slowly spreads out, sword, sword, sword!

"The sword is out of the mountain. Suddenly, I listened to the old Duxiu shout. He paints a little bit, hundreds of drops of colored ink spilled out, flying towards the picture scroll, when he ascended, the sword on the painting mountain seemed to come to life, Qiang! Qiang! The sword rang loudly, and its sound was clear, and it came out of the painting mountain, and it carried out Qiongxiao.

When it was, the middle-aged man was old and alone, carrying the sky on his back, overlooking the earth, and he even ignored the big potato hanging above him, and killed them all. In the middle of the mountain, a sharp sword broke through the air, tore through the sky, and slashed at the big potato.

Whew! Emperor Hua spun angrily, avoiding a sword.

At this time, all the vines released by the big potato were chopped, and it whirled, swinging thousands of heavy brilliance, and descended steeply, like a foothill smashing down.

Bang, bang, bang!

The long sword from the painting mountain slashed off thousands of heavy brilliance, split into light chips, and swept away with the sword wind.

Suddenly, the old man is alone, stepping on the emperor flower, hanging the brush on his head, his big sleeves fluttering, his eyes are bright, and he is like a fairy. "Come on. He said a word.

Boom!

A hundred-zhang long ancient sword cut through the void, suddenly came, and landed in front of Chen Duxiu, the sword was even higher than him, and the murderous aura was like a wave, surging endlessly. With a bang, Chen Nian Duxiu slapped out a palm and pressed it on the sword body. When he landed, the sword light burst out, slashing into the blue sky, and sweeping away the smoke and clouds in all directions.

"The show of the emperor's flower, the only show of the old age, and then the creation of Zhong Shenxiu!" forgot Zen'er shouted.

And the giant sword in front of Chen Nian Duxiu is the Shenxiu Sword. "How is it possible, I can't summon the Shenxiu Sword, but the old Duxiu can, it's weird!" asked the spirit of the Zen Knife in confusion, he was dumbfounded, and at the same time sighed that Sanxiu could actually get along in harmony.

Airplanes!

The sword wave rose and threw it into the air, more than a thousand feet long. There was a boom, and the big potato was swept away by the sword wave, and when it landed, the skin cracked, and the bean paste burst apart.

Dozens of sword lights burst out, like the scorching sun, evaporating the mashed potatoes to ashes.

Even if the Shenxiu Sword entered the world, it still couldn't attract the attention of Silent Rulai, and what was reflected in his Buddha's eyes was a young silkworm, a young silkworm that had not yet been born. This silkworm is equivalent to the reborn body of the sad and happy silkworm, and when the time comes, its divine consciousness will also be occupied by the sad and happy silkworm and completely assimilate.

Zhenbeast Mountain, what is sealed is not only the sad and joyful silkworm. It was only because Silence hated her that he buried her in Zhenbeast Mountain. And in front of the golden silkworm.

Rumble!

Dust and smoke burst out, flames boiled, and an arrogant figure flew up, his bones were pierced by long chains made of more than a thousand divine irons, and the sound of chains crashing was endless. This person woke up, and blatantly told the host of Thousand Buddha Mountain that he had woken up and was not afraid of Buddha. If it weren't for the Divine Chain, he would have fought against the Lord of the Thousand Buddhas, even if he exhausted his life's strength.

"Is the sad and joyful silkworm about to be born? The man sneered. His eyes shone slightly, boom, boom, and the electric light burst through the void, sweeping towards Zen Forget and the old Duxiu.

"Humph!"

Forget Chan'er sneered. "Who am I, it's you, prisoner, caged dog-like waste. The spirit of the Zen Knife glanced at the man trapped by the Divine Chain with disdain. They are also old acquaintances.

When!

The Zen knife slashed out diagonally, smashing the stabbing lightning.

"Forget Zen'er, you're still so arrogant. It's a pity that in front of me, how can you be arrogant. Although he was bound by the chain of divine iron, the man was still arrogant and uninhibited, and his anger was flying, like a long rainbow passing through the sky, the evil eye was swept away, and the void electricity burst out.

"Huang Amma. Forget Chan'er shouted. "Don't forget who you are. And now, I have Sanxiu by my side, and killing you is as simple as pinching a grasshopper to death. The show of the emperor's flower, the only show of aging, the beauty of the creation of Zhong Shenxiu!"

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't dare to forget my name. The man in the distance laughed.

Yes, he is the Emperor's Ama, half man and half horse. This gentleman acts only according to his preferences, and kills those who are righteous, and those who are evil, and those who are pleasing to the eye are killed, and those who are not pleasing to the eye are equally killed. It is precisely because there are too many people killed that it is notorious and causes many people to be jealous, so some people come to Qianfoshan, hand over the paper, and appeal to the many evil deeds of Huang Ama. Therefore, the Great Elder of the Hall of Good and Evil, that is, the Elder of Sin, personally descended the mountain, compared with the Emperor Ama, and finally captured him, cut off his two pairs of horses' hooves, cut off one of its tails, and trapped him with the chain of divine iron, and locked him in the Town Beast Mountain, never to leave.

"Huh?"

Huang Ama suddenly glanced at the golden light in the air, and in it was the young silkworm that was sleeping, it was still in the silkworm eggs, and it was covered with a layer of ancient diagrams, which were still half-instrumental, not complete. If the sad silkworm can become a silkworm, her ancient picture can also become a real picture bean.

Silkworm beans!

"It's a pity, the sad and joyful silkworm keeps cutting the silk. She and the golden silkworm will be unfortunate and destined to be inseparable. In the last life, they were torn apart by the Silence Nyorai, and so is this life. The old man will not let them go, hahaha. Huang Ama laughed and laughed, and the chains on his body struck each other, making a crisp sound, and the flames burst out, and his spirit surged.

Forget Chan'er and Chen Nian Duxiu both have opinions about Huang Ama, and they don't like him, but neither of them does anything, because they know how terrible that guy is. Although trapped, he can still jump around, like a person who is fine, and his physical talent can be seen.

The young silkworm was watched by many pairs of eyes, and it was restless at this time, and the demonic aura was born, bursting away, and when it slashed at the nine rings one after another, it waved them away.

Bang!

The nine rings flew in again, gathering around the silkworms, unwilling to leave. But they are not guarding the young silkworm, but waiting for an opportunity to kill it. These rings are all made of the long eyebrows of the Silent Nyorai, which are equivalent to his doppelgangers.

At this time, the young silkworm was like being stared at indifferently by the nine silent Rulai, like a mang's back, extremely uncomfortable. What's even more terrifying is that its demon pill cracked, click, cracks, like porcelain was smashed, and broken lines were all over the place.

After eating the demon silkworm, the young silkworm still can't rush out, as long as it is still in the town beast mountain, it is not the opponent of the silent Rulai, even if it leaves, it is not the enemy of the Rulai. "What this evil monk wants to do, he will kill if he wants to, why don't he do it. The young silkworm suddenly calmed down, opened its mouth, and spit out hundreds of silks. Collapse, collapse, collapse, collapse Silk exploded and turned into powder. But the demon pill in its belly has healed, and there is no more crack. Just now, the silk it spits out is exactly the dregs of medicine used to heal the traces of the demon pill.

The young silkworm already has part of the consciousness of the sad and joyful silkworm, and begins to think hard about the lover of the previous life, once the love silk is born, it turns into acacia red beans, bang, and smashes into the young silkworm, smashing its body into tatters, blood gushing, bones and flesh. "Ahh But the pain of lovesickness can not be easily dissolved, the more you remember it, the more painful it becomes, so that the liver and intestines are broken, and tears become rivers.

"Golden silkworm, I hate you, golden silkworm!" the young silkworm roared, and when it was fooled, a long cyan thread hung down, one end of the long line was wrapped around the young silkworm's body, and the other end did not know where to float.

"Hmph, the love thread has been completed, and it has not yet become a red line. Silence sneered, he fixed on the long cyan thread, and did not cut it, because he knew that the other end of the long cyan thread was on the golden silkworm. "Criminal, you die without repentance, do you still plan to betray Buddhism? "The lord of the Thousand Buddha Mountains was quite angry, and he showed his anger, and the anger of the Buddha swept all over the thousands of miles. Boom, the chain of divine iron that locked Huang Ama's iron also had a sense, and it was fierce.

Poof! poof! Huang Ama was surrounded by a cloud of blood, but he was not angry at all, but smiled and said: "If you are gone, you are angry again, you unfilial disciple, you really have a future." Wouldn't it be a great misfortune if your questioning brother saw him? Kill each other, hahaha, it's funny to think about. "Huang Ama is unwilling to let go of the benefits of his tongue, and still satirizes the silence.

Forget Chan'er suddenly ordered Chen Nian Duxiu: "Don't wait, you and I will go up together and kill Huang Ama, he was captured by the old man who asked him for sin, and it has nothing to do with Silence Rulai." If we kill him, we will injure him by mistake. The old man didn't dare to say anything more. ”

"Is that really good? Chen Nian Duxiu said with a smile, although he was afraid of Huang Ama, he wanted to cut off his head and bury him completely.

"I have the final say. Forget Zen'er hummed.

"Yes, yes, you have the final say, I will listen to you. "Chen Duxiu doesn't argue with the spirit of the Zen knife, it's meaningless.

Brush!

Forget Chan'er and Chen Duxiu escaped one after another and flew to Huang Ama's side. Surprisingly, the Silence did not stop them. This really surprised Zen Forget. "What's wrong with him, why don't he make a show. ”

Huang Ama glanced at the evil eye, and when he landed, the evil light flew out, like a black poisonous moth, covering the whole world, and flocking to Zen Er and Chen Duxiu. "You fools who don't know how to live or die dare to do something to me. Huang Ama said disdainfully, "It's better to let the old man come over, he is worthy of tearing up with me." As for you, I ......"

"Are you calling me. ”

A voice exploded.

Ask the sin elders!

The Elder of the Hall of Good and Evil is here, and he is also the junior disciple of the Silent Rulai, the second ancestor of the Thousand Buddha Mountain.