"Kill!"

"Destroy them!"

"Bodhidharma's old bald donkey is dead, and the uncle will vent his anger on you!"

These quasi-saints have been imprisoned in the Buddha's prison for countless years. They are too depressed, and there is too much loneliness and hatred in their hearts. And these negative emotions need to be vented, vented like crazy!

"Bang!"

A total of tens of thousands of brute elephants and powerful bull demons collided with a group of quasi-saint powers frantically, without the slightest reservation. Incomparably irritable, incomparably arrogant, incomparably domineering!

"Brute, take it!" Li Qingquan, who rushed to the front of everyone, was furious, and his body was full of endless killing aura, and the cyan jade Halal Yuan reflected him like a peerless killing god.

"Whew!"

With a spear in his hand, he plunged into the body of a brute elephant without looking.

"Poof!"

A stinky arrow of blood erupted from the elephant's body, and it let out a terrible howl and fell to the ground. Die thoroughly, die thoroughly!

Biting tightly behind Li Qingquan was Zhan Long, the patriarch of the Second Yan Era Innate Dragon Clan, who licked his dry lips and said, "Second Young Master! You better go to rest next to the young master, and you will attack those stinky bald asses later, it is better to save some real yuan!"

Li Qingquan casually wiped away the brute blood splashed on his face, and said nonchalantly: "I said Lao Zhan, it's been so long, it's finally been able to let go of the killing, and you don't want me to kill it?"

Zhan Long was stunned for a moment, and then hahadaxiao. Said: "Haha, the creatures of my Pangu Great Thousand Realms are really fierce people! What a man should kill ......."

"No, it's a brute!" said the dragon-bearded tiger as he descended from the sky to the two of them, teasingly.

"Yes, it's a brute!" kicked a strong bull demon that rushed to his side to the ground, and Li Qingquan also laughed.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense! Quickly and quickly!" the dragon bearded tiger floated up, his hands changing, and the green was shining.

"Life Plunder!"

"Whoosh, whoosh. Whoosh!"

After devouring the second law of life. The Dragonbeard Tiger's life-predatory abilities seem to have more variations. Originally, it was only a supporting role in the power of plunder, but it seems that it can directly absorb the life force of living beings.

Dozens of emerald green light clusters burst out from a pair of dragon horns on the dragon's bearded tiger's head, flying towards the heavenly spirit cover of a barbarian elephant, and it was immediately returned.

These returning green clusters are much more intense. More pure. Look closely. It is also possible to find a small brute elephant whose head has shrunk countless times. Constantly jumping and struggling in the light cluster.

"Whew!"

The dragon bearded tiger swallowed these light balls into his mouth, burped comfortably, and said, "Uh! What a pure vitality!"

Li Qingquan looked up at the sky. Seeing that a golden point of light seemed to appear at the end of the sky, he shook his head speechlessly and said, "Don't enjoy it, quickly solve them." The bald asses are already here!"

"Howl!"

"Moo!"

"Haha, kill, kill......"

A group of Da Luo Jin Immortals at the peak, as well as an occasional few fierce beasts in the early stage of the quasi-saints, and more than a hundred quasi-saints, were fighting against each other, which was completely like hitting a stone with an egg.

This is a massacre, there is no mercy, no one will be soft, the entire Western Pole is covered with blood mist, bloody and bloody, and corpses and bones are flying!

The killing continued, but the howls had died down. All the fierce beasts were ruthlessly slaughtered by them, and the entire secret place of the Buddha sect became a blood domain, and evil qi and resentment were rampant.

"Whoosh!"

The golden points of light in the distant sky are getting closer and closer, and the rich Buddha power reflects the golden light of half of the sky, like a double sun.

Finally, these points of light descended on this bloody and crimson western sky.

They were a group of monks dressed in gray monks' robes, there were about 20,000 people, all of them had cultivation above the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and the leaders were even two great powers in the middle stage of the sub-saints.

I saw that these two Yasheng were only six feet tall, and they were all thin and thin, with withered faces. One of them had a long, snow-white beard that hung down to the lower abdomen. The other is full of short stubble.

"Which Zhongtian Shijie are you from?Why did you conquer my Endless Buddha Domain for no reason?" Standing at the front, two long-bearded old monks from the Yasheng said in a cold voice.

Li Qingming didn't pay attention to him, but said to Gapar behind him: "Gapardy, do you know these two old bald donkeys?"

Gamu frowned and looked at it for a long time, and said, "It's a little familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them!"

Li Qingming patted Jia Yu's shoulder and said, "It's okay, forget it if you can't think of it!" These two old guys are both powerful in the middle stage of Yasheng, and when you make a move, you all avoid them!"

"Yasheng, it's still mid-stage!" The three brothers were startled and said, "My lord, is it really a powerful person in the middle stage of Yasheng?"

"Qingming is right, it's the middle stage of Yasheng!" Yin Xi took over the conversation and said.

"Really! This Buddha Lord and the Great Elder of the Venerable Temple are hiding too deeply! There are even two great powers of the Sub-Holy Period. Kaye muttered to himself, and the expression on his face was a little solemn.

"I'm grass, I remember!" Ananda suddenly cried out, "I said why is it so familiar." These two old goods are the sweeping monks of the Buddha's main Taoist hall. I've only been to the Buddha Hall a few times, so I didn't recognize it all at once. ”

"Yes, it's the two of them!" said Gapardy, who also came back to his senses, with a solemn face.

"Sweeping old monk, Yasheng, it's a little interesting!" Li Qingming was slightly stunned, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

......

From time to time, the long-bearded old monk was quite angry, but when he saw the hundreds of quasi-saints on the other side, and then looked at the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of the quasi-saint realm who were only more than fifty people he brought, he couldn't help but have a headache.

Forcibly suppressing the anger rising in his heart, the long-bearded old monk scolded again: "I don't know which Zhongtian Shijie power you are, please speak clearly!"

"Which Zhongtian shijie?" Li Qingming smiled coldly, suddenly burst out, and shouted: "Lao Tzu is from the Pangu Great Thousand Realms!

"Poof!"

Li Qingming's purple bamboo spear appeared in his hand, and the dragon rushed into the Buddha and Bodhisattva of more than 20,000 people, and the spear in his hand was decisively stabbed, solving a Buddha in the early stage of quasi-sainthood.

Then, the figure flashed, and instantly appeared on the side of another Bodhisattva, and the same purple light flashed, and this Bodhisattva also turned into ashes, and the light went out.

Immediately behind Li Qingming, the hundreds of quasi-saints also burst out, either holding long whips or long swords, like wolves into a flock, killing these King Kongs, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and the eyes of the two old monks of the sub-holy realm were glazed. By the time they reacted, half of the 20,000 troops had already died, and even the fifty would-be saints were only twenty.

"Damned intruder, I want you dead!" the two old bald asses were furious in their hearts, and they were almost mad.

The long-bearded old monk who had just shouted on the left poured out a strong Buddha power, and his thin and withered body instantly swelled up, and the gray monk's robe completely collapsed into pieces.

At this moment, he was naked, holding a golden demon-slaying pestle in his hand, roaring in a low voice like a wounded lion, and rushed towards the culprit Li Qingming.

Suddenly, Li Qingming felt an inexplicable crisis, pointed to the sky with one hand, and the glittering Qiankun Ding appeared above his head out of thin air, sprinkling a misty blue light, protecting Li Qingming.

As soon as the blue light was sprinkled, the muscles of the upper body bulged high, and the long-bearded old monks like dragons appeared in front of Li Qingming in a fierce way, and the demon pestle in his hand carried the power of Wan Jun and bombarded the light curtain of Qiankun Ding.

"Bang!"

The two colors intersected, and Li Qingming, who was protected by Qiankun Ding, only felt a strong force coming, and he and the Ding were directly blown out.

"Hmph!" The long-bearded old monk did not stop there, but snorted coldly and chased after him directly. The demon pestle in his hand seemed to be spiritual, and he kept swinging it down.

"Poof!"

Although Qiankun Ding's defense was strong enough, the residual impact force accumulated by the continuous bombardment still shocked Li Qingming to the point of vomiting blood.

"Big brother!" "Big brother!" "Master Li!" "My lord!"

Li Qingming, who was under the Qiankun Ding, shook his head slightly at everyone, wiped the blood on the side of his mouth, looked at the long-bearded old monk, and said: "Old monk, Dao Ye, I didn't want to fight with you, who knew that you wanted to die so much, then Dao Ye will fulfill you!"

Saying that, Li Qingming flicked the sleeves of his robe.

"Huh!"

A flash of blue light flashed, and Xiong Da, who was still a little confused, appeared in mid-air out of thin air.

When he saw Li Qingming under the Qiankun Ding, he immediately flapped his little wings with a smile and flew over, kowtowed: "Master, where are we going this time?"

Li Qingming touched Xiong Da's head, pointed at the long-bearded old monk, and said, "Don't go anywhere! You go and kill that old man!"

"Huh?" said the bear, with a big nose twitching, smelling the smell of blood in the air, "The master is injured?"

"It's okay! go and kill that old guy!" Li Qingming shook his head and said.

Xiong Da flapped his little wings, turned his head to look at the long-bearded old monk, his honest face showed a trace of hideousness, and said: "Old bald donkey, your grandfather bear and I hate the bald donkey the most in my life, and he is still an old bald donkey!

"Haha, is it up to you?" the long-bearded old monk looked up to the sky, looking like crazy.

"Laugh, laugh, you won't have a chance in a while!" A bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of Xiong Da's mouth, and his entire body slowly faded, until Zuihou disappeared into the sky out of thin air.

"Little trick!" the long-bearded old monk smiled coldly, closed his eyes and fused the Yuan Shen into the space, and began to feel the fluctuations of the space around him, searching for Xiong Da's traces.

"Hum!

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the demon slaying pestle in his hand was thrown, striking towards the space behind him.

"Whoosh!"

It's a pity that his primordial spirit seems to be pointing him in the wrong direction.

"Wrong, your Grandpa Xiong is here!" Xiong Da's voice came from all directions, and his figure appeared directly behind the long-bearded old monk. (To be continued......)