"Lord Huang Meng, the old man broke into the Sanssouci Palace, how to pick up the cheap, listen to the convenience. ”

"Hey, Mr. Duolang sees outside, the hatred of the rain spirit is not shared, the four benevolent brothers must not die in vain, I will go with you!" Huang Tiandang held the general's belly, and ordered with his back hand: "Xiao Luo, accompany the two brothers to wait here, and I will go back with Mr. Duolang." ”

The white porcelain palace, Gongsun Shulinzi, discussed the capture of Sanssouci Palace, and the three alliances broke up unhappily.

Huang Tiandang, who is on the stage, suppresses the contradictions the least and avoids unnecessary trouble.

You must know that getting along with people has always been the most difficult knowledge in the world.

"Your sister's! The flag-waving mother! Lao Tzu wants to eat and wipe clean, and let out evil anger. ”

The words of the fish boy shook the bent back old man who was taking broken steps, and what he meant was not to be beautiful and delicious, but to eat the belt and bones. The leader of his own alliance has his own evil habit of cannibalism, and his pores are terrified.

"Don't worry, it's on someone Huang. ”

Stepping on the Sanssouci Palace, the old man of Sanzhan swaggered like a swagger, striding without losing the general's bearing, and the self-confidence of the alliance.

I thought: "This stupid brain is also greedy for women, like-minded, and has the same taste." ”

The word collusion is most appropriate at this time, Huang Tiandang sneered a little sarcastically.

But it didn't take long for the leader of Sanzhan to be very energetic.

Ahead, dust is raised, and the blinding methods all over Dunhuang leave an unbelievable reality, and the dry moat has experienced wind and sand, which makes people desperate.

The white porcelain palace was dead silent, quiet, and scorching......

"Mr. Taro, can you check the vision?"

"March day, the heat is unbearable?"

Compared with the majestic and upright Huang Tiandang, the little old man with a bent back is a little shorter, and seeing that the iron gate of Qitianling blocking Sanssouci Palace is close at hand, he can't get close.

Duo Lang said: "The old man knows, the royal gate does not have a sorcerer master, and it is impossible for the master to come in person. This...... The caster?"

Huang Tian was silent, still talking like that, stopped his strides, and asked, "There is a magic array master in the head of the little ghost of the rain spirit?"

Instantly, the bent-backed little old man was puzzled, "The beloved apprentice of the Daoist is a sorcerer?"

But he didn't say it explicitly, in front of Huang Tiandang, he just stroked his beard and shook his head, indicating that he had no clue and was at a loss.

Huang Tiandang lit up the tiger striped belt around his waist and smiled: "Lotus crown Daoist? ”

Duo Lang was afraid, but he didn't dare to show his voice, and it didn't take long for him to suddenly admire: "The heart and virtue of the Lord of the Yellow League have reached the peak, and the old man is ashamed of himself." ”

It is naturally a pleasant thing to be able to make the opponent soft. Huang Tiandang laughed heartily, and the air sound magic skill added a bit of charm, making the three alliances in the rear high-spirited.

The corrupt iron door of the relief winged man is rusty, and the yellow sand and flying earth are like the entrance of a sleeping ancient tomb, scorching, hot, and mysterious.

"Dare to ask the master of the formation, can you show up. Duo Lang's eyes turned around, and the little old man who had been steamed and dried up in the scorching heat had a dry mouth, "Jiushi Duo Lang, the master of the Sanzhan Huang Alliance is waiting for the master." ”

After the battle between the Sword Emperor and the Twelve Shows, what other characters in the world will surprise all beings, the answer is no!

Duolang looked at the four directions, the dry river has begun to weather, and at the beginning, he was surrounded by one hand on Dunhuang, seeing is believing, and it was self-defeating.

"Mr. Duolang, if people don't agree, we can't?" Huang Tiandang, who was supporting his belly, put his hands together, and the empty salary magic skill solved the yellow sand everywhere at once, and shouted: "The top priority, enter the Sanssouci Palace!"

The two stepped forward again, and the magical scene was revealed, and the iron gate refused to be thousands of miles away.

In an instant, the two of them were trapped in the Seventy-Seven Grotto Bodhisattvas, with hateful faces and extremely weird.

"Mr. Tara, don't make such jokes, don't hurt the harmony for a small disagreement!"

The bent back little old man stared at each other with a blank expression, "Master Huang League, is the old man the kind of person who doesn't know what's going on?"

Huang Tiandang is just a temptation, and there is nothing wrong with the art of morality, but the sharp spirit of killing Jiushi, after all, Xiao Lao'er and the four protectors are not easy to mess with.

Each has a ghost, and the three alliances are one.

Huang Tiandang, who was quite a general, was stunned and shouted: "Bodhisattvas, I, Huang Tiandang, have plundered, abducted, deceived, killed people, made money, and killed people. The so-called cycle of heavenly principles, retribution is not happy! Courage! Let me enter the loess early by your hands. ”

The Seventy-Seven Grotto Bodhisattvas moved when they heard the sound, and the Sanskrit sound was chaotic.

"Huang Tiandang, you deserve it!"

"Eight Heavenly Dragons, Buddhism is punished. ”

"What a man who has lost his conscience, and his sin is monstrous. ”

"Heaven can forgive oneself for its iniquity, and you can't live!"

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself!"

"My Buddha is merciful, great compassion!"

The grotto, lingering and converging.

Huang Tian crossed his waist and laughed insolently, "What's the matter? Among all the bodhisattvas, none of them dare to punish evil and promote good, and promote the Dharma?"

Dunhuang 14 caves, 11 Guanyin, the right three sides of the angry phase, the left three sides of the laughing and angry phase, the rest of the silent phase.

Eleven sides are threefold, three, five, and three, and each side has a type of heavenly crown. Jewelled jewelry. The upper and second-hand palms are drooping, the middle two are holding the rosary seal, the lower left hand is holding the net bottle, the right hand is sealed, and the whole knee is sitting.

Leaning on the back screen of the valley pattern gemstone, the body light is multi-patterned and triple, and the head light radiates the flame pattern.

"The evil image knows the depth of sin, why do you fake your hands to the Buddha. I can't escape the hell of Ah Bi, so I don't want to hang myself soon!"

Ruyi wheel Guanyin, one of the six Guanyin in the secret department, holds the wishful jewel and the wishful wheel.

"The reincarnation of great virtue, the reduction of Nirvana, the humanitarianism of the world, and the eternal inheritance of the eight sufferings. ”

"The bitterness of birth, the bitterness of old age, the suffering of illness, the bitterness of death, the bitterness of love and separation, the bitterness of resentment, the bitterness of asking for nothing, and the bitterness of the five yin blazing! ”

Huang Tiandang talked eloquently, narrating the wonderful words of Buddhism.

At this moment, the three people in the general's belly suddenly burst into laughter, "I can't ask for it, I can't love it...... Brother Wujiedao, goodbye to the white orchid tree, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Furthermore, Huang Tiandang greeted the Bodhisattva of the Quartet again, and said: "The queen has fallen in love with the rain spirit! Go back and tell you that the Snow Saintess is the person she likes for a long time." ”

Huang Tiandang laughed even more, "If the rotten wood is not carved, there is no chance of blessing?

The empty salary divine skill echoed the Eight Desolations, and even one of the Eight Shadows and Nine Needles who was far away on the border of Baimu Forest could distinguish the words.

Seventy-seven grottoes Bodhisattva is fleeting, white porcelain palace, dark clouds, through the sky and the dark, jade carved well lamps flooding the galaxy.

Hearing the mutation, Huang Tiandang stroked his palms and laughed, and said complacently to the little old man beside him: "Mr. Duolang, we don't need to be in danger anymore. The three-inch tongue breaks the Sanssouci Palace, and you just have to wait for the good news. ”

The bent-backed little old man was at a loss and didn't dare to show it, so he had to wait and see what happened.

Taro muttered to himself: "The art of virtue is a big trouble!"

Huang Tiandang patted the case and shouted: "Taibao Dafa is indeed a god man, a spell master incarnated into a magic array master, with extraordinary talent and a promising future!"

This compliment changed Huang Tiandang's view of the unruly Taoist, and he had the urge to take it under his command.

Bing Qingyu's body cannot be said to be blinded by love and deceived by lies.

The last distrust, complaining, is just a poisonous curse of the seven-year itch, and people who don't match end up turning against each other.

It's good to gather and disperse, and it's an instant snap of your fingers.

The Rain Spirit Alliance was forced to leave Sanssouci Palace, and they who swore to dominate the world yesterday have now lost the last straw of hope.

Fortunately, the queen was not embarrassed, and the immortals left Sanssouci Palace and walked in the direction of Tiannuo City, and everything began to follow fate again.

Woman! Turn your face and don't recognize people!