Chapter 33: Amitaba carries a Buddha

Xiao Cheng, who squatted by the sweet spring, stretched out his chubby little hand to scoop water, and drank happily, did not know the identity of the person who had fought with him in reality, nor did he know that the chaotic organization Hua Lan was restricted from freedom and became a female official next to Long Baishuang, thinking about it, if he knew, it would not be as easy as now, right?

"This water is so sweet, that's what it means, right? It's the first time I've tasted such delicious spring water. Sweet and fragrant goes straight to the bottom of my heart, and it is much better than the elixir, which is really a good thing. It's a pity that this is only a spring water that the soul can enjoy, and it can't be taken out, otherwise, just this water will sell crazy."

Wholeheartedly pondering the idea of making a fortune in exchange for gold, exchanging gold for fairy essence stones, using fairy essence stones to nurture Long Zun, and then using the dragon elephant to feed Xiao Cheng, who was rapidly improving himself, drank a lot of spring water without the slightest image of a lady.

My little belly was bulging, and I couldn't drink it anymore, so I washed my face with water and felt comfortable.

In addition to the enjoyment of the sweet spring that directly acts on the soul, the most important thing is to digest the scale and half-claw combat experience from the golden body of the battle body, and take it for himself.

"Such a battle body that is hated by heaven and earth is really extraordinary. I don't have to touch my head to break the bloodstream, I can stand on the shoulders of giants and enjoy the results, this catches up with the inheritance of the demon bloodline, it's really cool, how much time and energy can I save? Time is money, this is making a lot of money!

Wipe his little hands on the fairy's white dress, put on the arm guards again, and when he was armed, he left the spring and went farther away.

Two white streamers fluttered beside the cheeks, this thing is really annoying, so obstructive, touch the cheeks from time to time, but there is no way, in order to maintain the little dragon girl...... , the image of the small dragon bag, this extra two streamers can not be less. He could only resist the urge to tear it off and crumple it into a ball.

He didn't know how much of a sensation his tie with that yin and yang man had caused at the Sacred Demon God Altar.

At this time, in front of the tens of millions of monks in the Demon God Altar, the light curtain shone brightly. One of the most striking pieces of information in the real-time battle report is: The monk who holds the record of 30,000 victories, the fiercest and most crazy in three years, and the number 80000001, in the one-on-one battle that has just ended, and the monk who fought the first battle, number 90000000, are tied.

One stone startled a thousand waves, and this monk who was exactly 90 million attracted the attention of the four continents and two regions.

Xiao Cheng didn't take this matter seriously, although he also received this message and checked the ranking of the yin and yang man as high as 108, but he knew his own affairs, if it wasn't for the experience of the battle body at the critical time, helping him quickly master the application of martial arts, he would not be an opponent of the yin and yang people at all.

It was with this kind of consciousness that Xiao Cheng didn't think there was anything big about it.

However, others do not know. For a while, the 90 million monks who could draw one-on-one with the top 108 masters in the ranking when they entered the Demon God Altar of the Holy Realm for the first time became a rising star in the Demon God Altar.

The monks who had been in the Demon God Altar for many years had become envious, jealous and hateful, and they couldn't wait to confront this person.

In their opinion, maybe there was an accident, and they really don't believe that a rookie who fought for the first time can force down the terrifying and inhuman No. 108. After all, that person's various mastery skills have been famous for the Demon Divine Altar in the past three years.

I was not convinced, so I wanted to find this person's bad luck.

Those who have already chosen to play in multiplayer are desperately trying to remember this number. And the monks who chose the one-on-one mode all opened their eyes wide, like hungry wolves in the wilderness, trying to torture this bastard who came in and became famous.

In addition to this, there is another reason that cannot be explained.

Who doesn't want to be famous? Even if it's just a digital code name to be famous in the Demon God Altar, it can satisfy many dissatisfied hearts. Then, stepping on this rookie is the best choice in front of you.

If this person is beaten down, won't it be equivalent to beating down the top 108 masters on the ranking? What a glory! There are more than 90 million monks in the Demon God Altar, and even if it is reduced by a part, there are always 60 or 70 million still active. Do not be too satisfied with the glory of such a friarity.

There are many reasons, and Xiao Cheng has been pushed to the position of the most delicious meal and the best stepping stone in the history of the Demon God Altar, and there are not many people who sharpen their knives.

A huge search for and abuse of the 90 million monks surged silently.

Xiao Cheng inexplicably became the ultimate target, and he was still at a loss, I don't know if he was young and ignorant or unresponsive?

If someone asks Xiao Cheng how he feels about his rapid fame in the Demon God Altar, this guy must have put on the arrogant demeanor of Ximen blowing snow, and flicked Xiaolongbao's chubby kawaii face in a chic manner, and threw down a sentence: I don't care, fame and fortune are floating clouds. I will go away like a breeze across a river.

Turning around, the two streamers drew a wonderful arc in the air, like a northern beauty, leaving a peerless and **, uh, bloated back.

Come to think of it, it must be a wonderful picture, full of texture.

Xiao Cheng has been walking for half an hour, and he still hasn't met a second person, so he is a little bored.

After walking out of a mountain forest, he stood still and cast his eyes on the front.

A magnificent building with a spire, just under this cliff, under the starry sky, the glazed tiles on the spire are shining, this is a small city, around the small city, there is a jade ribbon of river, the banks of the river are full of flowers, colorful.

The word pleasing to the eye appeared in Xiao Cheng's heart.

When he was on Earth, he was a college student who loved animals and loved nature, and he led the campus band to sing in the beautiful environment of nature.

He misses those days, he misses the school band.

It was the aura of the band's lead singer that made him rank third in the top ten school grasses of Yenching University before he crossed over. It's a pity that there are too many pink tickets for female fans, and they get carried away and are too excited, causing hereditary myocardial infarction... And then... , crossed over... And then, those days are gone.

Xiao Cheng, who is close to all things in heaven and earth by nature, was in a trance when he saw such a beautiful town. I remembered the short but brilliant days of my previous life. It may be that in the relationship of being a woman at this time, sensuality prevails, and for a while the eyes are wet and the vision is blurred.

And then... , he learned something that was not yet included in the experience transmitted from the battle body.

In a place full of demons, you must cheer up anytime and anywhere. Because, as long as this kind of thing happens, it will pay a heavy price. The price of blood, and the feeling of the soul is the pain, the price of pain. What a painful realization.

A brilliant sword light that caught up with the salute in the parade square and fired fireworks, from under the surging soil, at a speed beyond the perception of ordinary people, attacked the back of the heart.

"Your uncle!"

Xiao Cheng, who was in Zhenglin's sister's funeral flowers, scolded angrily.

This is the point where he is most relaxed and least vigilant, generally speaking, such an opportunity is fleeting, and many people can't grasp it, which requires extremely terrifying and accurate vision and judgment, only in this way can he seize the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

The sword light behind him is undoubtedly the most accurate example of seizing the timing, enough to be used as a textbook to teach others how to attack suddenly.

"Damn!"

Xiao Cheng's reaction was extremely fast, and the 'snake tail leg' in the nameless fist technique was activated. Twist the joints and kick them out backwards, as long as they come into contact with the knife light, they can reverse the disadvantage.

But Dao Guang seemed to have predicted Xiao Cheng's next reaction, and at the same time as Xiao Cheng's snake tail kick out, the unpredictable prophet changed the landing point and moved from the back of the heart to the ...... Buttocks.

It's powerful, it's shameless. Let's not talk about sneak attacks, the target is a cute little fairy, although Xiaolong has a little bag, it is also a little fairy, how can it attack such a part, how can it be reasonable?

Peng! The snake's tail leg kicked the man's hand holding the knife, but the blade had already touched his body.

With a poof, the blade went into the flesh.

Yes, there is no blood outburst, but the pain is no different from a real knife.

Xiao Cheng screamed, covering his indescribable pain in his buttocks with one hand, and quickly struck one hundred and sixty-six palms backwards with the other, and a large palm print carried a whistling wind, blocking the ensuing violent slashes one by one.

Caught off guard, how can someone have a well-prepared attack with great power? Gurlum was knocked down and rolled out by Da, and in the process, he was still holding his buttocks. It hurts, it hurts.

Xiao Cheng swore a blood oath in his heart: He must repay it tenfold... , no, a hundredfold, a hundredfold!

The wolf bèi was the only portrayal of him at this time, rolling on the ground for an unknown number of laps, gritting his teeth, punching and kicking out, scattering the light of the violent attack, and three more stabs on his body, one of which was in the chest. The other party doesn't care about the shape of his little dragon bag at all, he doesn't talk about the rules at all, the lower hand parts are gender-neutral, and there is no humanity?

The four knives were successful, and this round of attacks came to an end.

This person is chic somersaulting in mid-air, and his dripping posture is extremely beautiful.

Xiao Cheng saw it in his eyes, and he was about to vomit blood with anger. "I've always been pretending to be chic, and today I'm completely covered by this person? you wait, I'll kill you!"

The other party stepped on a white wildflower with a knife, as if stepping on the ground, casual and arrogant.

"Amitabha, female donor, isn't it seriously injured, right? hehe......."

A carp in Xiao Cheng straightened up and turned over. This pose is a little indecent to use the small dragon bag. But the anger of being beaten was violent, what did it matter if it was indecent or indecent? If he didn't put the sneak attacker in a posture of 10,000 people, Xiao Cheng felt that he would be angry to death.

"Monk, bastard, you bald donkey, dare to plot against your aunt and grandmother? You wait, and you will be beaten out of your head in a while, and let you be the Buddha."

Standing in front of Xiao Cheng was a young monk wearing a cyan monk's robe, with a smooth head and a handsome face.

For a while, Xiao Cheng's anger was burned. "Is there such a shameless monk who specifically attacks the girl's breasts and buttocks? This is not a flower monk who is immoral, what is?"

"Female donor, don't speak falsely. The poor monk at this time is the appearance of the legendary Amitabha Buddha when he first attained enlightenment, not the Buddha, and must not be confused. ... I've seen a female donor, you are 90 million, how can your vigilance be so low, and you like to deceive yourself in the sad spring and sad months?... It's weird that you can draw with No. 108."

"Strange your sister, you Amitabha, I'm Amitabha, I'm a Buddha............!

Xiao Cheng rubbed his buttocks and chest, feeling the severe pain slightly relieved, the qi came from it, the female perceptual thinking took the upper hand, tearing her face, there was no lady image at all, she didn't want to do the work, she held her strength and scolded wildly, and even the divine beast grass and mud horse galloped out.

The monk's face darkened