"Mother Buddha?"

Zhou Dahu looked puzzled, and then seemed to think of something, and said with a look of disbelief: "You actually go to worship that kind of thing..... Aren't you afraid of playing with fire and setting yourself on fire? ”

Meat Maitreya did not answer this question at all, but continued to look at everyone playfully like a cat and mouse.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Wudang's burly body stood upright, and his expression fell on her with a carefree expression.

"There is no way of good or evil, but man calls himself. This sentence was taught to me by an old Taoist priest, and now I give her to you as well. ”

Then he said sharply: "Yunqi? Fight with me. ”

Rumble!

As he stepped out, the momentum on his body continued to rise.

After a while, the qi and blood floated like wolf smoke.

The bright silver spear in his hand slammed into the ground with a bang, making a long roar, and the tip of the gun pointed at it was sharp like a long roar of gold and stone.

"Interesting..."

Seeing this scene, the Meat Bodhisattva grinned, and a hideous arc appeared on his fat face.

"Die!"

Rong Ma all his life, Zhao Wuxing held a spear, and now although there is no fierce horse under his crotch, the Jin Ge qi that he has spent his life cultivating is completely released, roaring "kill", and then rushing towards her.

The spear is pierced, and there is a chance to swallow thousands of miles.

The surging qi and blood converged on the tip of the spear, and at the moment of the explosion, it burned like a small sun in it.

Bang!

The earth trembled.

Dusty.

Li Mu squinted and looked at the result in a daze.

"What a powerful blow, just a few qi and blood can burst out with such power, I'm afraid that if it weren't for the limitations of talent, there would be no way ahead, I'm afraid that Dayong would really be able to have one more unparalleled general in the future."

The voice is rough and seductive, like the soft words of a little woman, and like a reckless man roaring in a tavern.

Men are not men, women are not women.

Hearing this strange voice, everyone present couldn't help but sink in their hearts.

Sure enough, the dust cleared.

The place where Maitreya used to stand has become a big pit.

And Zhao Wuxing.

He has lost his figure in the field.

Only in the pit, a broken bright silver spear was left and fell to the ground.

There is a way to kill in the army, there is death and no life.

And the woman like "Roshan" is more than ten zhang away.

But the fat body is strangely reduced a lot. made the facial features, which were originally covered by fat, also a lot more beautiful.

But she didn't like to be angry, and touched the fat on her body that had plummeted, and her face suddenly became gloomy.

There was a cruel look in his eyes, and he said word by word: "You, you, all, have, die!" ”

.....

Whew!

The cold north wind blew around the mountains and suddenly hit this small border town, bringing with it flakes of snow like goose feathers.

Every household was caught off guard by the sudden drop in weather.

hurriedly turned out the leather jacket at the bottom of the pressure box and covered it, but most of the people could only curl up in the house, hoping that they would not freeze to death in the winter this year.

And outside the city.

A group of strange monks wearing black robes, with a ring scar on their heads, and a thousand-armed and thousand-eyed Buddha tattooed on their right shoulder, appeared like ghosts.

Slowly, more and more of these people gathered at the city gate.

The head monk had all kinds of scriptures tattooed on his face, and he was silently reciting the scriptures with his eyes closed, but suddenly felt something.

"Open the gates!"

His voice is high-pitched and penetrating.

As soon as the sound fell, accompanied by the sound of iron ropes twisting, the gate of the city wall slowly opened.

The monks behind him all looked excited, and they couldn't help but stretch out their necks to smell the fireworks that belonged to the world, and their faces were full of surprise and greed.

Immediately.

is like a wild monkey that has eaten a peach, scratching his ears and cheeks, and all the treasures and solemnities have been thrown aside.

They were originally born as bandits, and their habits have long been carved into their bones, even if they have been forced to chant scriptures in the past few months, they can't wash them away.

"Haha, Lao Tzu can finally enter the city openly."

"After holding back for two years, the boss only knows how to loot some villages and open fire, but I don't know that the old birds are all light, today, I have to find two tender-skinned open meat!"

See them like this.

The black-robed monk in the lead was unmoved, as if he had no idea what was going to happen next.

After everyone couldn't resist rushing in.

He walked in slowly.

When he came to the city wall, he saw an old man in official uniform standing on it, and a young child hanging beside him.

See him.

The old man bowed humbly.

"Meet the Archmage!"

Guangfa was unmoved, and still just flicked the white rosary in his hand.

See so.

The old man sighed, stretched out a hand and touched the head of the young boy beside him, telling him to stay aside.

Stand at the top of this towering wall.

And so it was.

Seeing that the sky was about to fall into the night, and the city was full of fires, there were often cries of panic.

Guangfa woke up from chanting the scriptures again, and his face revealed a touch of fanaticism.

"All ready?"

"All set!"

So, let the ritual begin.

"Yes."

Li Chenghe looked at the suddenly chaotic city, and his thoughts suddenly drifted away.

He couldn't remember how he ended up to this point as the lord of a county?

Oh, it turned out that it started when he personally ate* his own son in order to prolong his life.