"Who counts, and how many?"

Kong Qionglou summoned the three cheap apprentices, Lu Shu, the Turtle Lord, the Iron King, Zhifo, and the star list powerhouse who was still alive to his side. Without the bigwigs to worry about it, the legion knew what to do, and a group of thugs borrowed daggers and tortured the eight godborns to death, chopping them to pieces, and then regrouped and expanded the team.

"Hey, counting this piece of meat, plus the Zhenxing that Lao Wang Ba killed by the sea, a total of twenty-two heads have been slaughtered!" Fan Budo's tone was funny, making everyone giggle. Fifty Protoss, nearly half of them died, and it was really happier than immortality when you thought about it.

Kong Qionglou gave Fan Buyu a burst of chestnut, and hugged his neck and shook it for a while, the latter grinned in pain, but he was as close as a brother: "How do you speak, what is this piece of meat? We should use honorifics for our Killing Highness, do you know honorifics? People are also descendants of gods!"

"Brother God's Presence ...... I will avenge all the Protoss, and none of you will be able to escape!"

The prince of the killing looked sluggish, and if it was obviously a threat, it sounded muddy, as if he was sleepwalking.

Kong Qionglou smiled: "Gu Yousi, what His Highness means is that he wants to give you two ears." Do you want it?"

"Oops, hey!"

Gu Yousi gathered a string of ear necklaces from the eight gods, and they were very swaggering. But he has been thinking about killing the prince's two ears for several days, just waiting for Kong Qionglou to speak. Hearing this, he jumped up like a burning buttocks, and rushed into the crowd to find the dagger: "What about the knife, what about the knife, quickly hand it over to Lao Tzu......"

The numb mind of the killing prince was awakened by horror again: "I, I, I didn't say anything!!"

"Ha, Your Highness, you are not a little Laipi, we have all heard that you are going to give someone an ear. ”

A chorus of echoes, reversing black and white.

"Monk Bless. The gods said that there are more than a dozen ways to cross the sea, it should be fake, right?" The Angry Buddha, who is ranked 24th on the star list, has been fighting fiercely these days. His anger was not only directed at the gods, but also at the monks who had abstained from sex, the Holy Buddha, the Wisdom Buddha and even the Buddhism itself, "If there are really so many methods, I'm afraid it will have to be the manifestation of the bullshit Buddha...... Hey!"

Zhi Buddha recited: "Wisdom is immeasurable, and the junior and junior must not speak falsely." We will kill with compassion......"

"Hmph, the poor monk is not your junior brother, and it is not you who asks, so the monk is less troubled!"

The Angry Buddha interrupted him mercilessly, he was also trapped in the sea of suffering at the seaside, and the Buddha had prevented them from returning to the shore on the shore. Whether it is willful or not, it cannot be forgiven. In fact, if Kong Qionglou hadn't united everyone, he would have been fighting with Zhifo a long time ago. And now, in the eyes of the surviving monks of Zhufo Ridge, the old enmity of killing the two great Buddha masters is not worth mentioning.

"Silly monk, you know it's fake, you have to ask before you are willing?" Kong Qionglou smiled bitterly, "Why, after killing so many games, you haven't served the fear of death yet?!"

Angry Furlang laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid for a long time." Wherever you go, the poor monks follow, but they regret entering the wrong empty door. If you can choose again, the poor monk wants to cultivate the path of your cultivation and be a person like you. Bullshit Buddha, the poor monk has never seen it anyway, and the first ascendant monk in my world, the Great Buddha, may not have seen it. ”

"Ah, what you said, Lao Tzu remembered, I've seen it!" Kong Qionglou comforted him, "With a pineapple head on his head, it's quite fat." By the way, there are six black holes behind him. Silly monk, you have to be careful when you speak, there is a true Buddha three feet above your head, but it is not to bluff you. ”

The Wise Buddha and the Angry Buddha were stunned for a long time before they figured out Kong Qionglou's hand-to-hand and foot-related comparison, claiming to have seen the ancient Buddha.

The apprentices were also skeptical: "Master, have you really seen it?!"

"Nonsense, when did Lao Tzu lie? Not only have I seen it, but the Buddha still owes Lao Tzu a favor!" Kong Qionglou didn't have time to show off, and everyone was stunned when they heard this. It's not good to spray the gods, when you're chatting about business, you can blow a few paragraphs if you're not paying attention, "Hey, look at your grandsons squeezing your eyebrows, I don't believe I'm still talking!"

It's really fake, but no one cares.

Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that the Buddha will not be able to cross them.

"God, what's next?!" A star powerhouse asked.

Kong Qionglou fell silent.

He turned his head to look at the group of ascendants who were competing for the remnants of the gods, and used his star eyes to observe the celestial phenomena, and there was no more than a thousand life stars gathered together in the entire cemetery. The remaining tens of thousands of life stars are scattered in all directions like mayflies, extinguishing one after another, and when they rush over, there is nothing to save.

And these 90,000 life stars should have attracted the attention of the remaining gods.

If there wasn't a Divine Presence Prince inside, the Ascended would definitely win!

In the cemetery, there is a super terrifying death vortex, which has been speeding between the coffins. The stars are in the perspective of the overview, and they cannot ignore such strong disturbances. It's stronger than the other forty-nine combined. Kong Qionglou led the team to wander in the land of bones, changing the general direction from time to time, just to deliberately avoid the disturbance.

Once encountered, there is only no recovery.

In the inheritance memory of the Divine Descendant, there is such a record: For every disaster, there will be a candidate among the Divine Descendants, who is destined to become the leader of the Divine Race. If one day in the future, there is a vacancy in the Grim Reaper guarding the coffin of the Three Thousand Realms, it will basically be filled by candidates who have grown up!

But that's not the most surprising part, there is also a chance that the candidate will grow into something more powerful than God. I tortured several gods, and got the same answer.

The Prince of God is a candidate for this disaster, and he alone is enough to clear the cemetery.

Kong Qionglou couldn't think of any better way to defeat the other party. But ever since the last time he had resorted to life and death, he had been recovering that terrifying martial arts!

In the end, he was calm and his smile did not change.

"Back to the Valley of Eternal Silence, that's where it began. The triumphant return of royalty must pass through that portal in order to return to the abyss. Let's go there, admit it even when it's dead or alive, and we can't let them go. Don't say anything bullshit about the prince of the god clan, even his mother's emperor, you have to kill him in the land of bones!"

"Oops!!"

The broken boulder in his chest suddenly screamed, startling everyone: "Master, you killed all the gods, what about the dead master?" Seeing that everyone was puzzled, he put his two fists on his chest and trembled, and said, "It's a particularly good figure...... Night, hare, master!"

"You evil obstacle, if you are in good shape, you are in good shape, is this kind of action you can pose?!"

"Also the hare, why don't you say the vixen!"

Fan Buyu pounced on him like Gu You's four wolves, put him down, and beat him violently. These three cheap apprentices don't feel for Princess Night Tu. After all, she is a Protoss, even if the master finds an eight-legged goblin, in their opinion, it is better than the Protoss, but this kind of thinking is not dared to be revealed.

I'm afraid of being beaten!

As soon as she said goodbye that day, Princess Night Slaughter didn't catch up, but she wouldn't kill again. Kong Qionglou estimated that the dead Shura would not be able to return to the abyss with the body of the eldest princess of the Heavens. If not, it won't let people kill her together, there is an exception for everything.

When the 90,000 gathered into an army and waited for a person to speak, Kong Qionglou did not lie again.

He smiled: "This time, I'm afraid Lao Tzu won't be able to lead you to immortality, Lao Tzu will lead you...... Die!!"

...... But the cry was still loud.

"Fuck, a bunch of retards!"