Looking at the oncoming ghost, the three madmen licked the blood from the corner of their mouths, like crazy demons, and took the lead in launching an offensive without waiting for the other party to make the first move. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw that his legs were slightly bent, and he was accumulating, like an arrow from a bow, and he shot out with one kick on the ground. Where would the ghosts be afraid of these! It's like a honeypot, and a swarm of bees pounces on it.

The three madmen rounded this iron fist and danced out of flowers, and the sparks that came out of this ghostly short soldier were as gorgeous as the iron flowers played at the Lantern Festival.

This is wearing a dragon room, no matter how flexible the three madmen are, they can't stand the other party's large number of people! It's good to keep the old saying aside! Two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that the three madmen are now facing only four hands?

Now it seems that the black bead suspended above the heads of the three madmen is just an ornament, and has no practical effect!

"You deserving little bastard, I should have chopped you with an axe!" The old ghost said with a little annoyance.

"Roar...... the three madmen gritted their teeth at this time and roared in a low voice.

The old ghost didn't dare to relax a little, for fear that the three madmen would make some more moths, so they pounced on it again.

These two people who fight for their lives are together, and the fight is no longer courage but skills and means, this old ghost is more or less a soldier from a professional class, and the three madmen are all wild people, and the moves are uncertain, which is somewhat advantageous, and in just a moment, the two have passed more than 100 moves.

The fighting spirit of the three madmen of the Yue War became more and more high, as if he had entered the wrong profession by learning this technique.

Between the moves, I saw the old ghost holding his shoulders, wielding this Xuanhua board axe towards the neck of the three madmen and slashing horizontally, the power can split the mountain, the three madmen did not dare to be careless, not like ordinary people to avoid backwards, but took the initiative to meet forward, waving an iron fist towards the heart of the ghost cha.

That is, the strength of the three madmen to live to death, they really won in this move, and the ghost was attacked by a huge force in his heart, so he fell straight down.

Watching his little friends fall, although the ghosts were afraid, they resisted even with the help of a large number of people.

"Boom! Boom! Knock knock ......"

Just when the ghosts sent the three madmen to beat the water out of the water, the dull ancient bell suddenly rang.

As soon as the bell rang, the ghost of hell seemed to hear an order, and even put down the sharp weapon in his hand, and knelt down like this, even the ghost who had just come to hell knelt down involuntarily, and the bell was as high as the emperor, and it was high with coercion, making all beings kneel and worship. Even the old ghost who fell to the ground struggled to get up and quickly knelt on the ground.

On the other hand, the three madmen seemed to be a comfortable person, and the bell sounded like an order from the three madmen, but he stood upright alone.

"What kind of evil ghost is this? Could it be that the king of Yama ......" the three madmen muttered in their hearts, but seeing everyone kneeling down and standing only themselves, the curious worm in the heart of the three madmen seemed to have grown up suddenly.

The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes, it may be that I guessed that the black bead played a role, and the three madmen looked up and saw that there seemed to be a person standing in the black beads, hazy, but the three madmen always felt that this figure was the ancient monk who often saw in their dreams, but this black bead was obviously solid and didn't look like it was transparent, and they couldn't figure it out, and the three madmen didn't care about anything when they put it down.

I saw that there was a golden light around the black bead, like Sanskrit characters, surrounding the black bead, and it was the black bead on the top of the three madmen that resisted the majesty from the bell.

"King Yama has a will! Take the mortal Zhang Muyang to and from the ...... of the Palace of Life" A deep and majestic voice sounded.

"Take me! Oh, it must be this old man Yama who has done something wrong, and he is afraid that I will come to the door......" The three madmen guessed in their hearts.

When the bell stops, everything is repeated.

There seemed to be a road under the feet of the three madmen, this road was about a car wide, with a little light on it, which seemed to be solid, but it seemed to be ethereal.

"What does this mean...... "The three madmen who thought they had guessed what King Yama meant, underestimated in their hearts. But now that he was so angry, why would he think about it, and he didn't bother to think about it so much, so he stepped on it.

As soon as they set foot on this road, everything around them seemed to flow in brilliance, and the three madmen seemed to have the feeling of coming to the underworld for the first time, just like sneaking into the underworld for Xue'er that day.

The little flowers around me seem to have moved somewhere, and they are still the same as in the past.

The three madmen rubbed their eyes, and he felt that he seemed to have some illusion, as if these people outside this road were all small flowers, swaying on the banks of the Lechuan River.

Before he took two steps, he saw two white-faced students, one black and one white, wearing high-horned hats, walking over.

"Black and white impermanence?" The three madmen grinned a little hideously. In his opinion, he is getting closer and closer to the purpose of his trip.

This black and white impermanence is just a living wooden man, and he leads the three madmen to the depths of the road with an expressionless face.

The three madmen who wanted to open their mouths to ask this ghost a few words, only to find that their tongues were gone, and they opened their mouths to sulk a little, so they continued to settle down patiently.

To say that this road is really strange, just like the four seasons in the world, the cycle of reincarnation, along the way, are the four seasons of the surrounding scene of this road, the seasons are similar, the years are different, the people are life, but that's it. Although I occasionally see the flowers on the other side, but it is also a flash after all, where can it be evergreen, when it can be gorgeous, it is not what you can choose, the cycle of the four seasons is the main tone.

"Mei Luoren goes, the river is difficult to reverse......" The three madmen seemed to understand some of the things that the seventh uncle had said, but only a few words were a lifetime.

The most common sight on this road is the rainy and continuous, like the weather in the Qingming season, but there are fewer pedestrians on the road, less crying, and more missing! It's as if all this is weakening the resentment of the three madmen.

"Cher, stone! Cher, stone! "This obsession even if the three crazy people are enlightened, they still can't let go, many people say that the difference between humans and livestock is whether there is humanity or not, I think the most in this human nature may be missing! Or maybe people are too narrow to think from the animal's point of view.

No matter how long the road is, it is still necessary to walk step by step, no matter how short the road is, there is never a shortcut in life, and the yang is even more so! In the eyes of others, it seems like a god, but in the eyes of the three madmen, it seems to have gone through a cycle for so long.

Before the three madmen of the Hall of Death approached, they saw that the towering hall was like a high mountain, and they could see the high cocked dragon's spine from a distance.