The great god, the great god of the painting world, Tie Houye, is here.

Tie Hou Ye strongly confronted the painting Shengxu, and came with the treasure of the painting world, "The rumors are true, the peach blossom fan was obtained by the Tangram, hehe, that woman, mad dog, a mad dog who doesn't spit out bones." She really dares to do anything. ”

"The woman you're talking about, if I had seen her, I'd have killed her. The painting saint sneered, "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have lived so miserably." So the tangram girl must die, and the old thing that sealed the peach blossom fan with her must also die. This man, do you know the whereabouts of that old thing, there may be room for cooperation between us. ”

Tiehou Ye laughed and said: "You really saw the wind and the rudder, it turns out that you also found out that I was able to hide from Qiqiao Mei and Flame Lingji, and break into the painting scroll, and I was able to refine all the people on the spot." It doesn't matter if you are a person from the Buddha Kingdom or a spirit animal, when you see me, you have no way to live. ”

"Why don't you sacrifice the treasure you carry, so that I can also see its style. "Painting the Holy Void is the way of the Tao, he is the body of the instrumental spirit, he is very interested in all kinds of magic weapons, and he will attract each other.

Tie Hou Ye smiled, how could he sacrifice it, what he wanted was this kind of effect, which made the painting saint very jealous of him. "You trapped the green-eyed monk, why don't you take the opportunity to kill him, so that Ben Hou can also see the unusual features of the legendary peach blossom fan. ”

I want to know what the magic weapon you brought looks like, but you refuse to show it, but want me to kill the green-eyed Buddha and the others with a peach blossom fan, it's really shameless. How can it be so easy, I don't know how many people died under the peach blossom fan, there are people from Buddhism, people from Confucianism and Taoism, and more people from the painting world. The painting saint glanced at the Iron Marquis, noncommittal.

And the Iron Marquis no longer urged to paint the Holy Void, because they already had ghosts in their hearts. I didn't have a good heart, but the time has not yet come, and I haven't done it yet.

Painting the Holy Void wants to kill the Iron Marquis, why not the Iron Marquis.

This time, the Iron Marquis brought the treasure of the iron-blooded gate in the painting world, twelve doors.

The power of these twelve doors is not trivial, and Tiehou Ye does not dare to sacrifice them all, otherwise he will also be at risk of being counterattacked. "The Twelve Doors of Iron Blood are the treasures of my Iron Door, this time, I tried my best to get the old things in the door to agree, if you can't get the Peach Blossom Fan, everything is in vain. ”

Tie Hou Ye wants to take the peach blossom fan as his own, as for the instrument spirit of the fan, it is purely a dispensable thing, it is best not to have it, and it is convenient for him to control the peach blossom fan.

After all, the ominous reputation of the peach blossom fan has long been spread, but everyone in the painting world has heard of it.

"Acting, it turns out that the Buddha is acting. The red-eyed little Buddha suddenly understood, and he found that the eyes of the green-eyed little Buddha were suddenly clear, like a clear deep pool, how could there be half of it controlled. "If he is so easily confused by the spirit of the peach blossom fan, the poor monk will also look down on him. ”

Airplanes!

The body of the green-eyed little Buddha suddenly burst out with a puff of blue smoke, turned into a sea of smoke, and rushed towards the painting of the Holy Void and the Iron Marquis.

"Peach Blossom Fan, the poor monk has mercy and rescues you, but you are like a snake, and you will bite the poor monk to death. The green-eyed little Buddha snorted, "So your fate is also doomed, and there is only one way to die." ”

Brush.

The filthy Baolian at the feet of the green-eyed little Buddha suddenly flew away, and flew towards the painting Shengxu and the Iron Marquis with its owner.

"You're really useless, you can't even take a little monk. Tie Hou Ye sneered, "You still dare to negotiate terms with Ben Hou, where do you get your confidence." Hmph!" The Marquis of the Iron and Blood Gate slashed out with one palm, and when he landed, the breath of iron and blood spread out, and one spear after another suddenly stabbed out, each spear flashed with blood and anger, and it was full of the blood and souls of the enemies killed by the Iron Marquis.

Pong!Pong!Pong!Pong!

The spear stabbed out, piercing countless holes in the sea of green smoke that rushed in, and preventing them from coming together.

Painting Shengxu is also the first time to see Tie Hou Ye is powerful, and he said in his heart: "What an iron-blooded and ruthless man, he is more dangerous than two demon monks, I have to find a way to kill him first." As soon as his mind moved, the peach blossom fan also moved, and it made a roaring sound, like a thunderbolt exploding.

When it was, Tie Hou Ye showed his back to the spirit of the Peach Blossom Fan, not trusting him, but deliberately. If the Painting Saint Void dares to sneak up on Hou Ye, he will sacrifice several of the twelve doors and kill the Painting Saint Void.

It's a pity that the painting saint is very vigilant, and he didn't make a move, because he knew that the iron marquis had the means to guard against the peach blossom fan, otherwise he wouldn't dare to show his back completely to himself. "This man is testing me, I have heard a little about the good things in the Iron and Blood Gate. "Painting the Holy Void and Dark. It turns out that in the world inside the peach blossom fan, there are many books, which record many secrets in the painting world, including a book that specifically records the history of the Iron Blood Gate. "The Twelve Doors of Iron Blood, the treasure refined by the Lord of the First Iron Blood Gate this time, is also a treasure in the painting world. How many doors did the Iron Hou Ye bring out this time?" The spirit of the Peach Blossom Fan thought curiously, what he didn't know was that the twelve doors of the Iron Blood were all brought out by the Hou Ye.

Where the spear swept through, the green smoke dissipated. And the spear, exuding the power of the world, epic, iron-blooded coercion, burst out of the spear, sweeping towards the green-eyed Buddha below.

Because Tie Hou Ye also wanted to test the strength of the two little Buddhas. "Duobao ancient money is a thing in the painting world, how can it be taken away by the people of Buddhism, when the time comes, what face do people in my painting world have to walk outside, they will be ridiculed. Tie Hou Ye smiled, "So little monk, take the initiative to hand over the Duobao Ancient Money, and this Hou Ye can spare you from death." ”

Suddenly, thousands of iron-blooded spears stabbed at the little Buddha on the lotus platform, trying to pick him down, or even kill him.

The green-eyed little Buddha sneered, his thoughts turned sharply, whirring, and the green hat of the forgiveness world flew out, and a circle of light ripples slashed out. When!when!when!wam!when! The cuckold did not stop, but spun out, and scattered the remaining spears, which swayed like reeds in a storm.

"People in the forgiveness world are still so boring and fraternal. The Iron Marquis smiled and said, "This green hat, I'm sure, it's from the hands of a master in the forgiveness world. It's a pity that Ben Hou didn't want to wear it, so he could only destroy it. ”

Glancing at the green hat, Tie Hou Ye raised his hands up, and his palms were upward, spread out. Boom, terrifying power shot into the sky.

"Ah, what a terrible man!" was also shocked by the painting saint and couldn't help but retreat.

Even now, the Iron Marquis did not plan to sacrifice the Twelve Gates of Iron Blood, he was ready to use the magic weapon that suited him, and it was also his weapon of fame, the Cold Iron Spear.

Sonorous!

With a long groan, a cold spear appeared on the hands of the Iron Marquis. "Little monk, if you can let this marquis show the cold iron spear, you are proud enough, and you can also die. He said.

While!

Tie Hou Ye grabbed the cold iron spear with one hand, and swept it in the direction of the green-eyed little Buddha, and when he landed, the blood was misty, whining, and there were countless wailing sounds, all of which were crying under the remnants of the cold iron spear.

Call!

The blood mist was like a raging wave, surging towards the green-eyed Buddha, devouring the heavens and creating a sea of blood. "Little monk, your eyes are very beautiful, like clear gems, Ben Hou accepted them. Tie Hou Ye said again.

Airplanes. Suddenly, the green hat spun in, and the brim of the hat emitted a wave of forgiveness power, like a dragon and snake dancing, swallowing up the blood mist that burst out, preventing them from getting close to the green-eyed Buddha.

"Hmph. "It's just a green hat, and this marquis is not afraid of it, so let my spear pierce it." ”

Rise!

The Iron Marquis stood up, speared like a dragon, and stabbed at the forgiveness-colored hat. Collapse, collapse, collapse, collapse! The dragons and snakes condensed by the power of forgiveness all exploded, unable to stop the cold iron spear.

"Iron gall. Suddenly, Hou Ye said angrily.

While!

The cold iron spear in Tie Houye's hand let out a long groan, shaking the sky, and the body of the spear was only a hundredth of a hundredth of an instant, and tens of thousands of times, and a grain of iron gall flew out, spilling out like raindrops.

Before the cold iron spear arrived, the iron gall arrived first.

And the number of iron galls is so much that it makes people desperate, and the green-eyed little Buddha is also stunned, and said: "What an iron marquis, what a cold iron gun, dare to ask if you are a pseudo-mother, and are you willing to set foot on the world of Da Dior and Meng Mei with the poor monk." ”

Bang.

Tie Hou Ye's body was shocked, and his face was full of disbelief, "You, you damn little monk, how can you tell that this Hou Ye is a pseudo-mother, I have a big Dio, it's a cute girl!"

When the great god of painting told this terrible fact, whether it was the red-eyed Buddha or the Tangram song, the money-eyed beast, the cat and the mouse, etc., they were all shocked.

"The sky is gloomy, the pure master of the Iron and Blood Gate, the Iron Marquis, turned out to be the cute sister of Da Dior. ”

"It's unimaginable that if the Iron Marquis doesn't wear a cold iron suit, but wears a girl's clothes, it's just spicy. ”

"Why, why do you hurt my ears, Lord Tiehou, you are really ruthless enough. ”

Everyone's expressions were very frightened, and the eyes that looked at Tie Hou Ye were full of respect and fear, a man among men, in fact, has a girl's heart, or a big Diou cute girl, don't be too scary. How strong must his self-control be to endure not wearing the clothes of beautiful girls.

"Smile of forgiveness. Suddenly, the green-eyed little Buddha smiled, his smile was so kind and kind, no matter what he had done, the people in the world would forgive him.

Divine powers, the green-eyed little Buddha was born to forgive the world's magical powers. The "smile of forgiveness" he uses is a smile of mystery that no one can resist as long as he cultivates to the highest level. Unfortunately, the green-eyed Buddha is only the first time to use it, and it has not yet reached the extreme.

That's the case, Tangram Song and even the red-eyed Buddha and others have forgiven the green-eyed Buddha.

Boom!

Not far away, the huge green hat was also affected by the supernatural power of the green-eyed Buddha, and it became like a green mountain.

"The little monk is not simple, I have guessed my second identity. This marquis respects you as a man. Tie Hou Ye snorted.

It's a pity that everyone who knows Hou Ye's secret is dead, and he won't let anyone go. The spirit beasts and people present had to die, and no one could escape.

Brush!

The Iron Marquis flew away again, the spear shook away, and the power of iron and blood burst outward, like red ripples, mighty.

Rumble!

The huge green hat was knocked away by the red iron-blooded force, and the power of forgiveness was shattered.

"Hahaha. Tie Hou Ye laughed, "Little monk, we met at the wrong time and in the wrong place, otherwise this Hou Ye would have become friends with you, really." But fate plays people, since we have met, only one person can live. ”

Bang!

The cold iron spear of the Iron Marquis was thrown out by him, and when he landed, the cold light burst out hundreds of thousands of zhang high, and the blood waves rose into the sky, "This Marquis is going to destroy the forgiveness hat, and no one can stop it." ”

Escape, the cuckold is actually on the run, it is far away from the cold iron gun. Fluffy and fluffy, a cloud of forgiveness exploded, like a vast expanse of blue waves, and like a burst of pine waves. But all this is in vain, the iron-blooded power that bursts out of the cold iron spear, suppresses the power of forgiveness, and always follows the green hat, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

"Ben Hou said that if he wants to break you, he will never let you escape, do you think you still have a chance? Tie Hou Ye sneered.

Rise.

Suddenly, the speed of the cold iron spear was dozens of times faster than before, and it caught up in an instant, shattering all the forgiveness power emitted by the green hat. The spear suddenly passed through the green hat, and the hat born in the world of forgiveness was completely wasted, floating in the air like waste paper.

"Hahaha. The Iron Marquis laughed, very proud. "Master Ben does what he says, little monk, are you convinced. ”

The green hat was destroyed, the green-eyed little Buddha was indifferent, he held the Duobao ancient coin in his hand, his eyes were extremely calm, and he looked at the Iron Marquis, the great god of the painting world, and the powerful idol. "You hide your orientation and don't dare to show everyone who you are, which is what you do. In vain, you are a god in the painting world, you don't understand this truth, how to climb to a higher realm of life. ”

After a pause, the green-eyed little Buddha said again: "What's wrong with Big Dior's cute sister, the poor monk is, and he likes himself like this." Lord Tiehou, you have disappointed the poor monk too much, and you are not worthy of being compared with me. ”

Before the words fell, I saw the filthy Baolian at the feet of this little Buddha, rising, brushing, brushing, one after another filthy light scattered, shining thousands of miles around, and there was a foul light that was a little different, it was green, and exuded a terrifying aura of forgiveness. The surrounding dirty light consciously avoids the green light and respects it as the master.

"Huh?" This time, Tie Hou Ye also felt that it was inappropriate. "The green hat has been destroyed by me, why does the green light over there make Ben Hou Ye feel a little jealous. ”

"I see, I see. ”

Suddenly, the red-eyed little Buddha smiled, "What the Iron Marquis destroyed with his cold iron gun is not a real green hat, but a fake. Because the real cuckold from the world of forgiveness is in ......"

Sealed in the filthy Bao Lian!

The red-eyed Buddha also found it funny, because he was also deceived by the green-eyed Buddha. "Buddha friends, Buddha friends, there are really yours. Even the poor monks hid it. ”

Airplanes!

Suddenly, all the dirty light was gone, and only a green light that swayed up hundreds of thousands of miles suddenly turned into a pillar of heaven, a green pillar of heaven.

And on the green pillar, there is an unknown number of forgiveness hats engraved.

"Good fellows. ”

Tiehou Ye exclaimed, "Little monk, how did you do it, the eight hundred small heavenly pillars of the forgiveness realm, you moved one." ”

"You don't have to worry about how the poor monk did it. The green-eyed little Buddha said, "You just need to know that the poor monk looks down on you, and the girl who doesn't even dare to disclose the identity of the cute sister of Da Dior, the poor monk disdains to be with you." ”

The green-eyed little Buddha spoke with disdain.