The voice spit out from the blood-colored demon dragon's mouth, mighty and inviolable, and the appearance was very terrifying!

"Amitabha, donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground!"

"Dead monk, don't be nosy, and go out of the way, or I'll swallow you!" the demon dragon roared.

"Amitabha, good and good! Donor, you have deep roots in the devil, if you refuse to turn back, you will make a mistake! You will be rewarded with evil, and sooner or later you will suffer from karma!"

"Sister, sister, I'm Xiaolong'er, I'm Sikong Yinlong!" Sister, are you really alive, are you really alive, sister, do you remember me? I'm Sikong Yinlong!" Sikong Yinlong rushed forward and shouted excitedly.

"Boy, for the sake of you calling my sister, this demon god will let you live today, you can go!" Sikong Silver Dragon Jade Dragon glanced down at Sikong Yinlong.

"Sister, don't be like this, give up, don't be used, don't hate, come back, it's good to go home with Xiaolong'er! Now the world is Xiaolong'er's, what do you want?" Looking at the big head that rose in the blood mist, Sikong Yinlong comforted bitterly.

"Kid, don't give you a shame!" Sikong Yulong roared, the dragon claws waved violently in midair, and five blood rays flashed, directly slapping Sikong Yinlong back a few feet away!

Sikong Yinlong finally landed and stood firmly, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his body fell into the flames!

"Be careful, Brother Sikong!" Qianhua jumped up with a face full of anxiety and rushed over!

"Hmph! The person this demon god wants, you little girl dare to touch it!" Sikong Yinlong shouted sternly, and slapped it towards Qianhua with one paw!

"Uh-huh... Whew..."Just listen, bursts of strong yin wind mixed with strange sounds, whistling from behind.

"Paint!"

Seeing this, Sikong Yinlong hurriedly refreshed his mind, flashed over, and violently withdrew the thousand paintings with his big hand, and took that claw stiffly!

"Sister, don't hurt her!" Before the words fell, Sikong Yinlong hugged Qianhua in a panic!

"Brother Sikong!

Qianhua's eyes widened, looking at the Sikong Silver Dragon whose face was covered with blood, and seeing the big claws of the Sikong Jade Dragon slapping down mercilessly, she quickly turned around, and the big claws fell on her back!

Five bloody wounds came out of the back, and the wound almost tore the thousand paintings into several sections, but fortunately, the monk in the coming day blocked a lot of force.

Chika felt a lot of pain in her back, almost fainted, and bright red blood gushed out in large quantities!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, spraying Sikong Yinlong's face and body, dyeing his silver brocade clothes red!

Sikong Yinlong looked down at the red all over his body and was stunned.

"Brother Sikong, Brother Sikong!" Qianhua gasped vigorously, "Brother Sikong, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Hua'er can't accompany you if you're there!"

As she spoke, a large amount of blood gushed out of her mouth, her eyes were full of tears, her body bones were like duckweed, and she looked in the direction of the small courtyard, "Sister, sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Listening to Qianhua's words, a thunderbolt sounded in Sikong Yinlong's mind,

"Paint, paint, paint!"

Sikong Yinlong was stunned for a long time, looked back at the thousands of paintings that floated away, lifted his spiritual power and rushed over, his eyes were blood-red, he never thought that the moment he lost a thousand paintings, it would be so painful!

"Painting!" he reached out to grab her, but he was hurt a lot just now!

"Brother Sikong, the painting loves you!" Hearing Sikong Yinlong's voice, Qianhua sighed helplessly.

The two of them fell into the fire together, one after the other!

"Brother Sikong!!"

"Painting, you have to die together!" Sikong Yinlong's big hand pulled over the thousands of paintings that fell, and his eyes were full of determination!

"Brother Sikong, are you stupid?" the voice was like a mosquito.

"I'm stupid, I only now understand that the person I really love is you, not Qianxue! My feelings for Qianxue are a kind of dependence, and I now understand that it is not love! Painting, I finally understand! The person I love is you, and it has always been you!"

Sikong Yinlong's eyes were full of tears, and he said affectionately, and the spiritual power in his hand continued to enter Qianhua's body, but it was useless.

"Brother Sikong, painting! painting..."Qianhua raised his hand and stroked his face, and before he finished speaking, the blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and finally closed his eyes.

"Paint, paint! Ahh

"Useless things, for a woman, roaring the heavens and the earth, the noise is noisy to death, since you love her so much, this demon god will send you to the Yellow Spring together! Let you be the right ghost mandarin duck!"

Sikong Jade Dragon roared, and his claws waved with all his might!

"Boom..."

The blood flashed, and the loud noise rang out!

I saw that the monk jumped up in the coming day, and the golden light in his hand was magnificent, and he slapped it towards Sikong Yulong with one palm.

Instantly shining with golden light!

A robe was instantly thrown out of his hand, and the robe fell infinitely larger, covering the fire all over the ground without bounds.

Sikong Yinlong just fell to the ground with a thousand paintings in his arms, fortunately, the monk in the coming day made a move, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Painting, painting, you wake up, you wake up, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, if I hadn't forced you, how would you have come here, how could you have this bad luck!"

Sikong Yinlong hugged the thousand paintings in the pool of blood and shouted hoarsely. His face was full of tears, and his face was full of bruises.

"Ah, Buddha Buddha! Don't be obsessed with the boundless sea of suffering! Lose yourself! In the end, you will harm others and yourself! You will regret it!"

The monk of the coming day glanced at Sikong Yinlong and Qianhua, and his face was dark. Just now, he had already thrown a life-saving pill at Qianhua!

Just now, Sikong Yulong flashed, dodged the attack of the monk of the coming day, and turned into a woman and landed on top of the robe!

She was dressed in black and flew lightly, her face was strange, her lips were purple, and her eyes were blood-red!

"Hmph, monk, seeing that you are a monk, this demon god will let you go, get out of the acquaintance early, it's best to be nosy!

Sikong Yulong said, his eyes were full of hatred, and the 'Seven-Colored Demon Flame' magic mark on his forehead was dazzling, and it seemed that he was too deep in the demon!

"Amitabha, the donor is too superficial! If the donor insists on going his own way, then don't blame the poor monk for not being polite!"

The monk sighed!

"Hehe... Ha ha... Dead monk, then you're welcome to try!"

Sikong Yulong said, his face became even more demonic, his eyes were dripping blood, he raised his hands and waved, and a group of devils fell behind him!

"Come on, scrape the dead monk alive for this demon lord!"

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded, and the monk in the coming day greeted the demon soldiers, and slashed with both palms!

Seeing a group of small soldiers surrounding the monk of the coming day, a thousand ghosts and a thousand little demons grabbed their weapons and rushed forward!

"Master, the witch is left to you, and these little things are left to me and the little demon!" The thousand ghosts waved the steel claws in their hands, and with one claw, the necks of the ten demon soldiers were broken, and they fell down and dissipated, while shouting at the monk of the coming day!

"Yes, master, something to say!" The thousand little demons picked up two serrated short swords, like kitchen knives cutting melons, and cut down a demon soldier on the ground, and said loudly while chopping.

"Two little friends, be careful, don't hurt my robe. Looking at the cheerful two people who were chopping, the monk hurriedly admonished.

"Ready!"

"Roger!!"

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

The two of them roared, and instantly fought with the group of demon soldiers!

It's just that they didn't expect that there were too many demon soldiers, and after killing a group, another group would come!

Kill a group, and another group, it seems endless!

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the thousand little demons jumped up, stretched out their hands and threw down a handful of things, "Sprinkle beans into soldiers!"

Before the words fell, a handful of beans fell to the ground, and a group of bean soldiers rose!

"Kill!!Slaughter that group of dog-day demon soldiers for Lao Tzu!Kill!" The thousand little demon sword pointed at the demon soldier and yelled.

Hearing the roar of the thousand little demons, the bean soldiers roared and rushed forward!

"Kill!!Don't let go of any of them!Slaughter clean!" Sikong Yulong's eyes were dripping blood, floating in the air, and he didn't show weakness!

The bean soldiers and the demon soldiers were killed together in an instant, and they were all extremely brave!

"Hey, stinky boy, keep one hand, this trick is awesome!"

The thousand ghosts retreated, saw the thousand little demons with a high-spirited face, and gave a thumbs up and praised!

The thousand little demons looked at the battle situation with a smug expression, "It must be!" In an instant, he was full of thoughts, "This fairy old man didn't lie to me! This magic mountain is really out of demons! The time is accurate! It's today!"

"However, this self-defense stunt handed over to me is very good! I knew that this old man was so powerful, I should have learned a few more things in the first place! Alas..."

"Hey, Qianxiao Demon, you have this stunt, why didn't you say it earlier, it hurt me just now, I cut desperately, the demon soldiers are so fierce, they were almost cut down, do you know?"

The thousand ghosts looked at the battle situation, looking at the thousand little demons sprinkling a handful of beans! He was really a little angry, with this awesome bean soldier, why did he risk himself!

"Shut up for me, you have no strategy!" Seeing the thousand ghosts complaining, the thousand little demons gave him a blank look!

"What kind of are you talking about! Who did you want me to take a picture before, and who did you want to take my sister's last name?"

Hearing that the thousand little demons counted themselves, the thousand ghosts were very unhappy! No matter how they said it, they were the boss! And their sister supported them! How could they let a little child scold! That wasn't a slap in the face!

Seeing that the thousand ghosts were angry, the thousand little demons smiled!

"What's wrong, angry! Really angry, okay, okay! Don't be angry. I apologize to you, apologize sincerely, and I won't say anything bad about you in the future, okay!

"Death statue, forget it, I won't tease you!" The thousand ghosts looked at the battle situation of the demon soldiers and the bean soldiers!

"Alas, little demon, let's be honest with you! I think you're right, I'm really a brave and unscrupulous person! But I can't help it, who told me that my brain is not good! Actually, I want to be smart, too!" The thousand ghosts thought for a while, and they felt something.

"Okay, in fact, you have done a good job! Everyone has their own characteristics, and your biggest characteristic is to be handsome!"

The thousand little demon reached out and pinched the little shoulder of the thousand ghosts and shook it twice!

"Hehe, I love to hear this, but don't be sad, although you are not as handsome as me, but I am the first, you can be the second!"

The two of them were talking about each other, and they looked at the battle situation!

Seeing the demon soldiers attacking in groups one after another, Qian Ghost couldn't help but sigh: "Hey! It seems that today's bloody battle is very difficult to fight! You see that witch, the demon on her forehead is 'Colorful Demon Flame', I listen..."