Chapter Eighty-Four: Into the Devil

Li Qing chopped cabbage and killed more than a dozen people, and the so-called martial arts masters in the main hall of the Daxia faction realized that someone had invaded and surrounded Li Qing one after another. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, Li Qing saw Chen Qi collapsed next to the wooden pillar with several knives, and Chen Xiaoxia was also beaten to death, and the good-looking women in the party all died tragically in disheveled clothes, and only a few people who survived were seriously injured.

"Who are you?" they couldn't help but ask when they saw the fallen corpse in front of them, realizing that this person was not easy to mess with.

Li Qing looked at these pigs and dogs, they didn't bother to talk nonsense, raised the knife and slashed wildly, these are some minions who pass by, who can stop Li Qing's knife.

The screams were endless, and they were about to bleed, Li Qing laughed wantonly, slashing and killing wildly, Chen Qidu was pale and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Chen Qi is a conservative moral person, he is upright in the face of this gang of gangsters, and he would rather sacrifice the whole faction than compromise with them, which can be regarded as a clear stream in this world where force is respected. Just imagine how this kind of person looks at Li Qing, who is immersed in the pleasure of killing.

At this time, in Chen Qi's eyes, Li Qing is more terrifying than these gangs of gangsters, the other party is to grab treasures and kill people, and Li Qing is to kill people for fun.

And Chen Xiaoxia is different, he is young and strong-blooded, jealous and hateful, just now this gang of gangs and gangsters came in, he was the first to fight with them without fear, so now he is beaten like a dead dog and can't get up. However, although he was already dying, Li Qing's style of cutting down the bandits in the rivers and lakes as if he were killing pigs made him feel so happy that he completely forgot the pain in his body, and he couldn't wait to sit up and shout hello! At this time, he had already made up a decision in his heart that as long as he did not die today, he must worship Li Qing as his teacher.

At this time, seven people came out of the back hall of the Daxia faction, it was the leader of this gang of gangsters, after subduing the Daxia faction just now, they went to see the bronze coffin, just now a minion desperately told them that more than 100 people were about to be killed by one person.

When the seven leaders came to the main hall, they saw that the ground was full of stumps and legs, and internal organs were all over the ground, and they were also frightened and stunned, and when they saw Li Qing, who was covered in blood and killed to a climax, their faces were pale as ashes.

"This is the Great Devil of the Demon Cult. One of them trembled with fright.

Li Qing flew up a tiger split at the moment, and a leader who was still stunned was cut in half at the moment, and blood splashed the faces of the other six people.

The six surviving leaders all had an idea at the moment, what else could they do? Run! The remaining dozen or so minions also turned around and ran when they saw their heads running.

Li Qing had already killed the red eyes, how could he let it go, chased one by one, and cut one by one, and finally escaped from Luoxia Town.

There are still people in the town who are reluctant to leave at the corner of Luoxia Town, and now Li Qing's consciousness is confused, and he walks towards the old and young women and children with a knife.

At this time, Li Qing was covered in blood, and the picture in his mind became clearer and clearer, the three-sided Shiva statue in the Blood Temple, and the six blood characters Da Ming Mantra.

At the beginning, he didn't know the horror of the blood word mantra, and copied it with a Qingchi pen, originally the Qingchi pen contained Fu Zimao's imitation method, copying anything can speed up his own understanding, at that time, Li Qing had unconsciously realized a trace of the essence of the blood word mantra. The unknown monk who gave Li Qing the "Monk Tuna Law" also said that Li Qing realized the mystery of the Great Ming Mantra with a trace of blood and trapped himself.

Li Qing's hand holding the big knife trembled, trying his best to restrain his killing thoughts, the old and young women and children in front of him had already curled up in fright, Li Qing's burst of evil qi made them have no courage to escape, and their faces were pale and waiting for death, the only thing they could do was to pray, pray that the conscience of the man in front of them would be discovered.

"Hum, Boom. Li Qing couldn't help but murmur, when the last word was read, his willpower completely collapsed, and the killing intent in his body was like a flood that burst the embankment, surging upward!

"Kill!"

At this time, ten miles away, a monk walked over, seemingly a flat step, but he crossed a thousand meters, "Donor, you have fallen into the devil." The monk whispered, but the voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu crashing into Li Qing, and Li Qing flew out upside down and smashed under the archway outside the town.

Li Qingru got up like a wounded beast, his eyes were red, full of anger, and suddenly roared "Hum!"

At this time, the monk had already approached, and a golden handprint was printed, and the blood-colored buzz instantly collapsed, and Li Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down.

"The donor has fallen into the devil, my Buddha should cross you!" After the monk finished speaking, he wanted to kill Li Qing.

At this time, a Taoist man walked over, it was Qi Sancai, "Thief monk, your Buddhist doctrine is not to kill, is it possible that you thief donkey is a fake monk?"

When the monk heard someone scolding him behind him, he was also vigilant when he turned around and saw that it was a sloppy Taoist.

"Master Longxiang of the Poor Monk Holy Temple, dare to ask Dao Friends ......?" the monk asked charity with his hands folded.

Qi Sancai snorted and pouted: "I heard that the monks of the Holy Temple have forgotten the Buddha righteousness of not going to hell in the era of the Three Emperors, and they have climbed to the imperial magnates, and now it seems to be true." ”

The Dragon Elephant Mage was not angry when he was ridiculed by Qi Sancai, and said charitably: "This person has fallen into the devil, and now he will not be given early birth to Bliss, but only the soul will be born too much." ”

Qi Sancai sneered: "The Buddhist family has 360 canons, among which the Qur'an verse says, 'Whoever kills one person in vain is like killing many people, and whoever saves one person is like saving many people.'" I don't think you're as good a monk as I am a Taoist priest. ”

Master Longxiang was shocked, the three hundred and sixty canons of Buddhism were handed down from the era of the Three Emperors, each of which was cumbersome and endless, and it was difficult to comprehend, even he had only comprehended more than 100 books, and he only knew a little about the Quran in this mouth, but the other party was able to pinch the scriptures in it, and he was even more curious about the identity of the Taoist.

The Dragon Elephant Master said forcefully: "This person has already fallen into the devil, is it in vain for the poor monk to kill him?"

Hearing this, Qi Sancai was furious, as if the senior master was angry with his apprentices, picked up a stone and threw it over, and smashed it on the other party's bald head with a "bang".

"Why have you even forgotten the Buddha's righteousness of equality for all beings, and if you still have a bald head, can't the devil be saved? After the Great Qin Emperor Ying Zhengxing destroyed the Buddha, you guys who claim to be authentic Buddhism are like turtles with shrunken heads in the barren mountains and mountains, poor streets and alleys. When everyone in the world is about to forget Buddhism, it is not the blood monk who holds up the face of Buddhism, and the blood monk is not a Buddha and a demon. Get out, don't let me see you bald donkey again, or I'll see you once!"

Qi Sancai scolded, and after scolding, he picked up the big stone and smashed it at the bald head of the dragon elephant mage, when the dragon elephant mage heard Qi Sancai's name, he no longer dared to be kind, his face was pale, and he fled in a gray manner.

Who is Qi Sancai? But the Taoist masters who are as famous as the nameless monks of Buddhism, these two people are the alternative of Buddhism and Taoism.