This is......

"What......"

I don't know who is sighing so much.

The tone was full of confusion.

It's like suddenly understanding the meaning of life, but being separated by a certain layer of baffle, that kind of seemingly understandable, unclear, unclear, uncomfortable, and then full of destructive desires!

The broken golden trident, at some point, was stained with golden blood, but I could still feel the dazzling feeling on its back from its halberd blade.

The broken mountains are only given a small corner in this picture scroll, and on the gilt plaque with the full name of the unknown, only the words "Hao" and "Zong" can be seen, and it is opposed to another blood-colored palace city that has turned into a mass grave, with countless corpses and bones, and countless ghosts.

Seventy-two with complex patterns, but they only occupy one-twentieth of the total area, and the Demon God Pillar, which is opposed to the awe-inspiring temple, and even rivals the Demon God Pillar, below is full of terrifying-looking demons and monsters.

Above the sea of blood, all kinds of heads are not uncommon.

An unknown creature with green-skinned tusks.

A frightened beauty with blonde hair and pointy ears.

There are also all kinds of beast-headed monsters, which sink and rise with the churning of the blood-colored waves.

In addition, it is more about the characters.

There are stunning sisters in black leather coats.

One stood on top of the palace city, together with thousands of guards in bright armor, as if he was suppressing the tens of thousands of ghosts in the palace city.

One stood behind Lin Chaoci, holding a silver sword with a hollowed-out tip, and a cloak embroidered with a black spider mark behind him, which happened to be in a straight line with another girl standing on the palace and looking down, also holding the same long sword.

There is a woman holding a glazed pagoda, and the fairy spirit is fluttering.

There are looming rabbit girls, fox girls, and spider girls.

There is also a golden dragon girl holding a golden dragon lance and wearing proud armor, and a woman in white wedding dress and a purple-haired girl standing in front of the seventy-two demon god pillars and the six temples respectively.

In addition, there are large blockbusters of people who don't know their names but control various metal objects, and the most eye-catching seven puppies lying on Lin Chaoci's left hand are just mini versions.

From a distance, it makes people feel chills in their backs.

Up close, the style of painting is quite weird.

It's not that it doesn't match, it's just that I don't know why.

It's not hard to understand.

Ancient style, modern style, future style and Western fantasy style are fused together, not to mention these people who were born and raised in the martial arts world, even if the third master of the Wu family comes to see, he will be confused.

What happened to modern people?

It's as if you've seen an ancient god.

It's already a miracle that the painting styles can not conflict with each other.

Expect these people to understand?

Don't talk about it!

The sweeping old monk was also stunned.

However, her ability to accept new things obviously surpassed Xuan Ci and others, and even surpassed that of young girls like Huang Rong, Wang Yuyan, A Zhu and A Bi, just after examining it for a while, she gave herself a verdict in her heart, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Lao Qu admits defeat, there is no need to fight." ”

It's okay to fight, but it's not necessary.

The meaning of the grandmaster is a very mysterious thing.

It would be more appropriate to call it "psychic power".

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that the spirit is spiritual.

The so-called meaning is just that the spirit of the grandmaster is strong enough to manifest, and from the perspective of the manifestation of each grandmaster, the grander the scene, the stronger the grandmaster's will.

You have brute strength, what can you do?

I'll plunge you into endless illusions!

Even induce yourself to kill yourself!

The sweeping monk has no hobby of being beaten, and he doesn't want to fight when he sees a master, what does he say to confirm the habits he has learned.

She is a person who likes to be pure.

However, it's not that she rejects fireworks in the world, what she likes is actually the kind of troubleless days, living a down-to-earth life all day long, unlike her brother-in-law and sister, who are entangled in feelings.

To put it bluntly, save worry, effort, and trouble.

Fortunately, Lin Chaoci is not the kind of person who wants to force the other party to fight when he sees a master, although he wants to fight with the sweeping monk in front of him to see how the other party is doing, but since everyone has admitted defeat and expressed his unwillingness to fight, he did not force it anymore.

Nodding his head, he put away his aura.

The sweeping old monk has a good eye.

If he moves seriously, he can beat the other party in seconds with one move.

The only pity is that the little monk who watched the battle didn't learn anything, it's cool to push sideways with the intention of the grandmaster, but it's always so full of violent aesthetics, but it lacks the beauty of skills.

"What's the child's name?"

Lin Chaoci looked at the Scripture Pavilion.

Aim at the little boy under a window in the Scripture Pavilion.

The frightened little boy shuddered.

The slitted window closed suddenly.

The sweeping old monk was also speechless, reading it for the sake of his own apprentice, and said with a wry smile: "My surname is Lin, the same as Lin Daoyou, the word Tongsuo, this child is too sharp, and the word Tongsuo hopes that he can have a little bit of the calmness of an old man, and he has to guard against it if it is too rigid and easy to break!" ”

The surname is Lin, and the word is Tongsu?

Wait a minute!

It can't be the Lin Tongsu he knows, right?

The Taoist priest who will be called Lin Lingsu by the world in the future?

Lin Chaoci's dark eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a light that the sweeping old monk couldn't understand, and after glancing at the sweeping monk, he immediately guessed what kind of big game this fellow would play, and also understood why this fellow would make Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo fall into suspended animation one after another in the original book.

Co-authored Chongdao to destroy the Buddha, you are the founder?

You die, and your apprentice continues to carry it forward?

Shiyi's long skills are used to control Yi, right?

Break through the Buddha gate from the inside, wow!

Merely...... It has nothing to do with him!

"Then I'll take them in?"

For the disciple of the Carefree Sect who looked like a sweeping old monk in front of him, Lin Chaoci didn't care if the other party was an extreme nationalist, and, since ancient times, there were too many extreme nationalists like this, just need to confirm whether the other party can beat him, pointed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in front of him, and asked politely.

The sweeping monk didn't stop him.

Willing to gamble and lose.

Besides, if she wants to play tricks, she can't beat it.

You're smaller than other people's fists, what are you doing?

I wanted to borrow the Shaolin Temple collection for so many years, and then put forward a shocking idea, so I returned the two protectors of Buddhism, saying that the two clear, but I didn't expect one to be able to return back, I can only say that the time is also life, it really doesn't work, just recruit him else.

The living will never be suffocated by urine.

Ignore the dissuasion of those Shaolin monks.

The old lady is a member of the Daomen.

The rules of your Buddhism can't control the old lady.

Anyway, once this matter is over, she has to leave if she doesn't want to.

In that case, why bother talking nonsense with these Shaolin monks.

Grabbed a broom and walked aside.

Motioned for himself to get out of the way.

Lin Chaoci didn't take the lead, but after pushing open the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he glanced back at Xiao Yuanshan, who was so excited that his face was red, and tilted his head in the direction of Murong Bo's fake death, signaling that Xiao Yuanshan could go up, and then, walking outside the door, looking at Wang Yuyan, who was talking to the sweeping old monk, walked over by himself.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't pay attention to Lin Chaoci's follow-up moves.

His attention was all on Lin Chaoci's gesture hinted at.

The enemy is right in front of you!

Xiao Yuanshan couldn't bear it for a moment!

Three steps and two steps, step forward and slap it!

Turned Murong Bo, who faked his death, into a real death!

Then, after being stunned for a long time, he hugged Qiao Feng and cried bitterly, as if he was venting the pain of more than thirty years in this way!

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