Qing Yuzi is an old driver, and he wants to drive, but the two doppelgangers of King Wei Gofo intervened and stopped him.

The five sword pills were swept away by a wave of mighty qi. "Qing Yuzi, things have changed, and we can't kill the Pollution Medicine King now, because someone wants to keep him, and killing him is not good for our plans. ”

"It's not good for us?" Qing Yuzi sneered, "I'm afraid it's not good for you, King Wigofer." The poor monk wants to kill the king of dirty medicine, and no one can stop me. ”

As he spoke, Qing Yuzi danced with his ten fingers, striking out hundreds of foul lights, and slashed at the king of filthy medicine.

Qing Yuzi has waited for many years, precisely to kill his senior brother, and at the critical moment, he will not tolerate anyone who gets in the way, even if the other party is King Wigofer.

After the stained light, the remaining fourteen sword pills joined together into a long line of cold light, slashing through the void and slashing towards the two clones of King Wigofo. "It's disgusting, I can't imagine you guys still playing like this. ”

Qing Yuzi has heard of it, in the Buddha country, there are powerful people who refine a few to hundreds of clones, and then preach with them, which is simply appalling. Now, that terrible scene happened in front of Qing Yuzi's eyes. He saw the two doppelgangers of the Lord of Sword Spirit Mountain, holding hands, with an expression of you love me and I don't like you. "If the situation allows, the poor monk will vomit for a while. It's too spicy for the eyes. You are still one of the two great medicine kings of the Buddha Kingdom. ”

Everyone in the world knows that Tsing Yizi's road rage sword can kill Buddhas and kill demons, but they don't know that the driving sword box containing sword pills is his natal weapon. The filth is monstrous, and the Buddha can also be polluted.

When!When!When!

Qing Yuzi's sword of road rage numbered nineteen, five sword pills were swept away by a stream of base qi, and the remaining fourteen sword pills slashed towards the two clones of King Wigo Buddha.

"Hmph, the poor monk still needs two sword pills, and they haven't been shown for a long time. Ask the Buddha if there is any injustice, and I am willing to try it with a frost blade. Qing Yuzi shouted.

With a bang, the lid of the driving sword box suddenly flew up, and two different-colored sword pills shot into the sky, and the sword qi split through the void. "These two sword pills are not swords of road rage, they are the swords of the female poet. ”

"Poetess?"

"Or two female poet sword pills?"

The two doppelgangers of King Wigofer looked at each other and said the same thing.

Could it be that Qing Yuzi has been jealous of us, so he sacrificed the sword of the female poet. King Wigofo's clone was furious, and the base qi they released had already swept away five sword pills, but fourteen more sword pills were coming, and they were annoyed.

What's even more annoying is that behind the sword of road rage, there are two female poet sword pills!

Obviously, the female poet Ji Kenmaru is more terrifying than the sword of road rage. Because of this, the two doppelgangers of King Wigofer had to separate, even though they both missed each other's hand warmth.

"Seven-foot wolf. Suddenly, King Wigofer's first doppelganger shouted. When his arm was raised, time seemed to stop, and the movement was desperately slow.

Roar!

A contract beast leaped out of nothingness, its Armstrong Boom Cannon about seven feet long in its normal state, hence the name Seven-Foot Wolf.

The seven-foot wolf actually has a cousin's that is even more terrifying than it.

"Woo!" roared the seven-foot wolf, "King Wigofer, offer me a delicious man." ”

"Huh. The two doppelgangers of King Wigofer sneered at the same time, "Seven-foot wolf, don't deal with Qingyuzi yet." He is a man of the Dirty Race, and an enemy of your father. ”

The seven-foot wolf didn't know that the moment it was summoned, it had already locked on the Dirty Medicine King and Qing Yuzi.

It turned out that the seven-foot wolf, the contract beast of King Wigofer, when he was young and ignorant, met a great power called the Dirt Clan, and he was called Harqi.

Named Haraqi, he deliberately approached the young Seven-Foot Wolf, just because he took a fancy to the Seven-Foot Wolf's father, the good wolf man with the seven-foot Armstrong Boom Cannon.

"Since Harachi came to my house, my mother washed her face with tears every day, because my father's painting style was deviated by Harachy, and even had a tendency to Gaoji. My mother was furious and broke off her relationship with my father, but my father still did not repent. also ran away from home with Hachi, who was so big as a family, and they wanted to go outside Gaoji. "The past is full of scenes, and they all come to the heart of the seven-foot wolf. "Damn, if it weren't for the appearance of the Dirty Clan's powerful Haraqi in my house, I would still be a happy baby. ”

The life of the seven-foot wolf was very miserable, it was captured by King Wigofer and became his contract beast, this is the black history of its life.

Roar!

The seven-foot wolf roared again, and the sound shook the mountains and forests, and the sound waves were invisible, shuttling through the void. When!Dang! Two heterochromatic sword pills were also knocked away.

"Hahaha, it worked. ”

"Who's to say it isn't. ”

King Wigofer's two doppelgangers were extremely proud, because the seven-foot wolf had already repelled the female poet Ji Kenmaru.

At that time, the Thousand Sakura Buddha King sneered, and said in his heart, are they really the doppelganger of King Wigo Buddha, it is simply embarrassing. "If you are a doppelganger of a poor monk, you don't know how many times you have died. King Thousand Sakura Buddha snorted.

There are nineteen swords of road rage, but whether they are in the form of a sword pill or a long sword, they can't kill the clone of the Lord of Sword Spirit Mountain. Qing Yuzi also knew, so he sacrificed the female poet Ji sword.

While!

Suddenly, someone slapped the sword box of the car, and when he landed, the cold light swept 90,000 miles, and the heavens were silent.

"Sword box, my sword box!" Tsing Yizi exclaimed.

Someone dared to snatch the sword box of the car in front of him, and came and went like wind and electricity, and he didn't see his person, only his means. "The cultivation of the person in the dark surpasses that of the Buddha King!" Qing Yuzi concluded.

"Hmph, the driving sword box is the poor monk's natal Buddha weapon, what if you steal it for a while, as long as the poor monk is willing, you can get it back at any time. Come out, the little ones. Qing Yuzi spread his arms apart, his right arm waved forward, and his left arm slashed towards the sky. The two different-colored sword pills turned into two long swords, and the color of the sword was also the same as the sword pill.

Brush!

The two female poet swords suddenly slashed out, the black sword slashed at the Filthy Medicine King, and the white sword stabbed out like lightning, wanting to take the life of the dragon.

Long snorted shyly: "Blame me, seeing that you are so busy, I just want to take advantage of the chaos to snatch your sword pills." Female poet Ji sword, I don't dare to ask for it, give me all the nineteen sword pills of the sword of road rage, it's good. ”

Seeing that the dragon was ashamed to turn his palm into a sword, he slashed away angrily. The white female poet slashed together, and when she landed, the cold light danced and threw it into the air. And Long Xi also took the opportunity to escape and avoid the sword of the white female poet.

Qing Yuzi didn't see the person who snatched his sword box, but Long Xi saw it clearly. "What a hateful man, if you take away the driving sword box, it is equivalent to taking nineteen Road Fury Sword Pills. It's the first of this seat, you dare to be that jumping clown in front of this seat, you can't be spared. ”

It's a Buddha!

The person who snatched the sword box of the car was not the Buddha King, but the Buddha.

And he is a little-known little Buddha, living in the Tears Baby Temple, called the Little West Heavenly Buddha. The owner of the Tear Baby Temple, the West Heavenly Buddha, is just an ordinary Buddha, among the Buddhas, his reputation is not obvious.

"Little West Heavenly Buddha!" The dragon exhaled suddenly, and when he landed, the sound was like a flood of bells, knocking on the sky, shaking thousands of miles. The mountains collapsed, and the ground cracked. Boom, sword qi surged, chasing after Xiaoxi Heavenly Buddha.

Wow!

Er, the baby's cry came, it was the little West Heavenly Buddha who was exerting the magic power of the Tearful Baby Temple, the child's cry.

Peng, Peng, Peng! A cloud of sword qi exploded, and it suddenly disappeared. Long Xi was suddenly startled, and said, Xiao'er cries supernatural powers, not a great supernatural power, Tear Baby Temple and even ordinary monks in the Buddha country can cultivate, but Long Xi will not, because he disdains to cultivate.

However, it was the divine power that Long Shy, who disdained to cultivate, that broke the hundreds of thousands of sword qi he released.

"Little West Heavenly Buddha. The Thousand Sakura Buddha King was also surprised, "The Tear Baby Temple is at the end of the Buddha country, and it does not enter the stream." And the owner of the Tear Baby Temple, the West Heavenly Buddha, he didn't even get the ordinary Buddha king position, and he was even more regarded as a joke by the Buddha kings. ”

But is that really the case?

The king of the thousand cherry blossom Buddha was thoughtful, he looked at the small West Buddha, hit it successfully, and then retreated, never nostalgic, and he was also a resolute person. Such characters should not be condescended to the Temple of Tears and Babies. "The poor monk has the heart to accept disciples, but I don't know if the Little West Heavenly Buddha is willing to worship under my door......" The King of the Thousand Sakura Buddha thought to himself.

Any Buddha dares to rob the Buddha King's natal Buddha weapon, and it is successful, which is enough to attract the attention of other Buddha kings.

The King of the Thousand Sakura Buddha sent Long Sha to chase the Little West Heavenly Buddha, he was happy to see it, it didn't hurt if it didn't work, he shot at the right time, captured the Little West Heavenly Buddha with absolute strength, brought it back, and crossed it well, which would allow him to achieve greater achievements, and would never be lower than the merits of the West Heavenly Buddha.

Lost the sword box for driving, and misjudged that the thief was the existence of the Buddha King, Qing Yuzi was ashamed and ashamed, and hated to kill everyone present, so that no one would see him laugh. "Little Xitian Buddha, Tear Baby Temple, you provoked me, there are still good days!" Qing Yuzi sneered, "The poor monk will step on the Tear Baby Temple and take off the Buddha head of the West Heaven Buddha." ”

"Until then, it's still a question of whether you'll be able to stay alive. ”

"Qing Yuzi, if you don't listen to us, you should die. ”

The two doppelgangers of King Wigofer said one after another, and they stood together again, holding hands, and their feelings burst out for thousands of miles, like a funny scene of self-(silence) and self-(silence).

The funny little tree said to Lu Su: "Behold, this is the virtue of King Wigofer, and it is not flattering. Did he really rely on refining medicine to sit on the throne of the Buddha King? ”

Lu Su said with a smile: "His alchemy technique is a must, especially the strong (silencing) medicine, not only in the Buddha country, but also in the Buddhist sect." ”

Funny Xiaoshu snorted: "Do they all envy the 90,000-foot-long Armstrong Boom Boom Cannon that buried the Buddha King, and they all want to have a peerless man's rolling pin." ”

Lu Su said: "Who said it wasn't. If I were a man, I would also want to have it. ”

Funny Little Tree said: "It's good that you're not." ”

Brush!

Suddenly, a ray of light flew behind the head of the funny little tree, thousands of feet long, as thin as dust.

A ball of brilliance burst out, like tens of thousands of snow lions rushing down from the top of the mountain, with great momentum. "Dare to sneak up on me, don't you want to live. Funny Little Tree said indifferently.

"It's not a sneak attack, it's trying to borrow your body. The man spoke.

"Lend me my body. Funny Xiaoshu said to Lu Su beside him, "Do you hear what that stupid kid is saying?" ”

Nowadays, the funny tree occupies the body of the funny monk. It was so happy with the shell that it would lend it out again, and it wouldn't leave easily unless it met something more suitable.

"Yellow-eyed Buddha!"

On the other side, the broken bowl monk said.

"Xiaoxi Heavenly Buddha and Huangmei Buddha are both from the Tear Baby Temple. "The Wine Fairy Buddha also said.

"The problem is on the Tear Infant Temple, why did the Western Heavenly Buddha send his beloved disciples to come to Sword Spirit Mountain, could it be that he also has a plan for Sword Spirit Mountain?"

"The Western Heavenly Buddha is like air and clear water in the Buddha country, and has never received anyone's attention. And his appearance is plain, and his cultivation is even more pitiful. Why are you so bold?" the bowl monk asked again.

"What if everything he did before was an illusion!" said the Wine Immortal Buddha.

"That's a terrible man. The performance of Xiaoxi Heavenly Buddha makes people curious, and what kind of performance does Huangmei Buddha have. "Sword Immortal Muscle Wonder.

Both eyebrows are golden, and the face seems to be pasted with gold leaf, and the appearance of the yellow-eyed Buddha is very distinctive. "The funny little monk is a person from my Buddha country, and his body should be disposed of by the Buddha country. ”

"The Buddha country is so big, does the Tear Baby Temple have to take care of everything? Funny Little Tree asked again. "This is really unsettling, Xitian Buddha, is he going to become the king of the Buddha, or is he going to be the lord of the Buddha country!"

Deliberately, the funny little tree is clearly dividing the relationship between the Western Heavenly Buddha and the Buddha King present. Actually, there is no need to do this, there is also competition between the Buddhas and kings, who wants to be under others.

Roar!

The seven-foot wolf suddenly leaped over, its roar was like thunder, and its green eyes were destined for the yellow-eyed Buddha, "The doppelganger of the Mighty Buddha King has changed his mind, let me eat you first, uncle." ”

Seeing the opportunity, Qing Yuzi rolled up his sleeves and retrieved the two female poet swords, "Let's go!" He fled in the direction of Long Xi and chased after Xiaoxi Tianfo, "I must take back the driving sword box." "Because he's lost all contact with the sword box. "I don't know how the Little West Heavenly Buddha cut off the bond between the poor monk and the sword box of the car. ”

Qing Yuzi fled. One of King Wigofer's doppelgangers sighed.

"If he escapes, he will come back. Another doppelganger said.

"It's just that when he comes back, he only has one head in front of you and me. The two doppelgangers of the Buddha King looked at each other and smiled.

The Filthy Medicine King of Baojia Liya Mountain took the opportunity to eat the two big Buddhas that came with Qing Yuzi, "King Weigofo, you have gone back on your word, and there is no more love between us. "The king of filthy medicine.

"Hahaha!" the two doppelgangers of King Wigofer laughed, "Don't you understand, where does the poor monk need any friends?" ”

Pedal Pedal Ped

The Dirty Medicine King of Bao Jia Li Jay Mountain flew backwards, and he finally came to his senses.

It turns out that King Wigofer likes to (muffle) himself. It's scary, it's scary to think about. "I've been friends with him for a long time, so I don't know anything about him. "The Queen of Dirty Medicine is afraid.

"Looks like you've finally understood my painstaking efforts. The two doppelgangers of King Wigofer said again, "There is a sequence of hearing the Tao, and you are not too late." ”

The way of the old man is not the way of one person, but the way of countless old people.

Click!

The sound of cracking bones came suddenly.

"Whew......"

The tragic voice of the seven-foot wolf was also heard.

Yellow-eyed Buddha, he split the cranial cavity of the seven-foot wolf with his palm, and lifted off its heavenly spirit cover with his fingers.

"I thought you were the contract beast of the Buddha King, and you have some skills, but you are quite ordinary, which is extremely disappointing. The Yellow Eyebrow Buddha said unhappily. With a click, he crushed the seven-foot wolf's heavenly spirit cover.

The seven-foot wolf fainted in pain, boomed, and fell to the ground.

Brush!

The two doppelgangers of King Wigo looked at each other and looked at the Yellow Eyebrow Buddha.