I don't know what the Han Xianhu people have taken, or what they have in their pockets? The ice prismatic thorns and the Ten Thousand Tribulation Ice Seeds that the Buddha Lord frowned on seemed to have lost their function when they stuck to these wastes that fell into the clouds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

All the ice prisms are "creaking", and the Buddha's aura is about to move again......

The strong waveform of the Buddha's aura hit his body, and it was a little difficult to get up. These wastes who were guilty of severe rheumatism, their rickety bodies tried their best to cling to the ground so as not to be swept into the air by the aura, and the snow monster Lao Qi was hit by an ice edge in the temple and fell to the ground.

The aura is getting stronger and stronger, the ice edge thorns are still breaking, and the snow monster Lao Qi's dry hands are inserted into the ground, and they are close to the Buddha's aura one by one.

This face, which was agitated and deformed by the aura, was extremely ugly, but such an ordinary waste snow monster Lao Qi made an incomparably heroic feat.

I saw him slam into a loose ice edge thorn, and the whole person was blown three feet off the ground by the aura.

The snow monster's mouth kept moving, although he couldn't hear what he was saying, what he could guess was that he must be cursing the immortals in the aura. His hands gripped the broken thorn, followed by his feet, and his body was like a spinning top that was blown by the aura and spun rapidly.

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and resolutely pressed his body towards the ice edge, blood splattered out, stuck to the aura, and quickly condensed into blood pillars, countless tiny blood-red pillars were like tree roots against the Buddha's aura...... Some of the blood flowed to the ground, clotting into a blood clot, and the loose ice edge thorn was well reinforced.

"Brothers, the Great Creator will soon be ......"

Inspired by the Snow Monster Lao Qi, who sees death as if he were alive, tens of thousands of Han Xianhu people jumped from the clouds, and all the precarious ice prism thorns pierced a waste who was willing to use his own blood as a binder.

There is no incomparable hatred for Heavenly Court in his heart, and there will not be so many wastes willing to shed the last drop of blood on his body.

The loose Buddha's aura was frozen in blood again......

Looking out from the aura, the blood was extremely shocking against the white background, and the corpses of tens of thousands of wastes showed strange shapes and clinged to the aura, and their complexions quickly turned black.

When some of the little immortals whose cultivation was still shallow saw this scene, their hearts swayed, and their aura began to shrink.

Bingyi flew into the sky above the aura with three snow-capped mountains on his back, and saw such a tragic scene, "The surname Ni (Eastern Prince), return the lives of my brothers!"

Bing Yi used a trick to collapse the snow waterfall, and the three big snow mountains moved from the distant and extremely cold land, smashed to the ground at the same time, forming a solid tripod to surround the Buddha's aura in the middle, and the hundreds of millions of tons of snow on the snow-capped mountains were shaken so much that they flew straight down, and soon submerged the entire Buddha's aura.

The Buddha's aura was suddenly pitch black, but fortunately, the Buddha's light above the Buddha's head began to flicker, illuminating the entire Buddha's aura as if it were day.

The Buddha took out nine white chess pieces from his cuffs (it's strange, how could the Buddha have this thing in his cuffs, could it be that when he was playing chess with the Eastern Prince, he was playing chess and stealing chess pieces?), and popped out the aura one by one......

Nine white suns hung in the sky, like a string of lanterns slanted by the wind...... Within a radius of 800 miles, the trees withered and the beasts were scorched, the snow-capped mountains began to melt, and the snow water flowed out before it was evaporated cleanly.

Bingyi's million-strong army of cold immortals can withstand the cold with the "velvet belly pocket" around their stomachs, but they can't withstand the heat.

Bing Yi soared into the air, turning into a large peng with a wingspan of more than 100 miles, covering the Han Xianhu people with giant wings and retreating.

"The surname is Ni, the blood debt needs to be repaid with blood, I'll remember it for you-!haha......"

Bingyi's voice passed through the Buddha Qi Wall, although the voice was not high, but it was enough for all the creatures in the aura to hear clearly, and the deep hatred in Bingyi's laughter shrank after passing through every soul.

......

After the snow above the aura slid down, the sunlight was too dazzling, and everything was shining white. The Xuanhua big axe in the hand of the giant spirit god is like a mirror at all, and wherever it shines, all the immortals there can't dodge it......

The temperature in the aura began to rise, but fortunately, the plantain Arhat gently shook the plantain in his hand, and the cool breeze with the fragrance of banana leaves blew slowly.

The tens of thousands of corpses that clinged to the aura were roasted by the sun.

After the limbs of the corpse were scorched, the swollen belly exploded......

Tang Linkun couldn't bear to look at the tragedy that happened in Heavenly Court anymore, he simply sat up in the clouds, and kept making sounds in his mouth.

After a long time, the cuffs of the Buddha with his eyes closed were raised, and nine fiery chess pieces fell back into the sleeves of the Buddha.

Inspired by the Buddha, the giant spirit god made the axe smaller and retracted it into his crotch, but the pants were frozen out of the freeze-dried powder one by one, and the axe handle was exposed from the holes, which looked quite unsightly.

The long hand of the probe Arhat stretched out the Buddha's aura, and after confirming that the temperature was normal, he was the first to jump out of the Buddha's aura and flew north for two hundred miles.

Seeing that the detective Arhat came back safe and sound, all the immortal auras were collected at the same time.

Within eight hundred miles, everything that could be burned was burned to white ash, and a stench of burning filled the air.

The tenth-rank Bodhisattva who took the jade net bottle, the willow sticks with more than a dozen drops of fairy fat dew, and flew on the scorched earth for eight hundred miles before and after.

The green meadows are particularly verdant, and the unknown wildflowers are faintly fragrant, and there is a great fairy scenery.

Tang Linkun, who walked out of the aura, smelled this good fragrance, and thought of the tens of thousands of Han Xianhu people who were burned to the bones, and suddenly felt sick to his stomach, and vomited......

Yu Zhendong patted Tang Linkun on the back, Nan Tianba saw a grape growing on the side, jumped up and picked a bunch, he ate one himself, handed the rest to Tang Linkun's hand, and said: "Senior Brother Tang, eat a few grapes......!

"Little brother, you can't eat this grape. The giant spirit god Pu fanned his big eyes and said mysteriously.

"Why?"

"This is the grape fairy, who was frozen to death just now, and was ...... by the nectar water of the Bodhisattva"

"Wow!"

Nan Tianba vomited more than Tang Linkun, it was like eating a piece of human flesh raw. How can he be more stupid than the Djinn God, how can an ordinary grapevine be suspended in the air.

"Ambassador Tang, we have found you, the master is over there......" Da Jinlong and Yao Ji held hands and didn't know where they came out.

"Forget it, it's too late. ”

Tang Linkun stood up and threw the grapes in his hand to the ground, his last trace of affection for the Eastern Prince, just like this bunch of grapes that can't be eaten.

"Yaoji, please tell your father, the three of us will go back to law enforcement to pick up our master. I ask him to forgive us for saying goodbye. ”

Tang Lin Kun made a gesture at Yaoji, ready to leave......

When Tang Linkun raised his head, he and his two senior brothers were already under the seat of the Eastern Prince.

The prince of the east and a great immortal who did not know the origin leaned on a Maitreya couch that looked a bit like a large sofa for two, and the two of them were chatting happily. There are dozens of fairies waiting on the side with hot towels, spittoons, and so on.

Mu Gong's condescending approach of moving others to another place at every turn revealed a domineering attitude, and Tang Linkun was faintly unhappy in his heart.

Without waiting for Tang Linkun to salute a few times, the prince of the East smiled and said, "Tang Linkun, do you have a lot of criticism for me?"

"Don't dare!"

"Don't you dare to say it, do you?"

"Back to the prince of the East, since Bingyi is willing to submit, why don't you give him a chance?" Tang Linkun was uncomfortable and simply said it.

"For such a capricious villain, if he is given 10,000 opportunities, he will not cherish it! Let me pardon more than 50 million wastes, wouldn't Heavenly Court want to mess ...... up?"

"Returning to the Eastern Princes, among the more than 50 million Han Xianhu subjects, two-thirds are the children of prisoners. "Tang Linkun has been in the Great Northern Wilderness for many days, and the people of Hanxian Hu are not as unruly as they imagined, they still know how to be grateful, and they love and hate a group of people.

"Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes...... Tang Linkun, there is no need to say much about this topic. ”

A group of fairies next to the East Princes listened to the master's story very interestingly, and it could be that YY had something, and they all laughed out loud.

The princes of the East, like many officials in the human world, come up with a saying that they think is humorous at every turn, showing that in addition to being officials, they are also officials with a lot of interest in life and down-to-earth atmosphere.

Tang Linkun and the three of them didn't laugh, they couldn't laugh......

"Tang Linkun listen, I will give you another task now, you immediately go to the Great Northern Wilderness Fortress, and advise your younger brother Bingyi to give up all resistance and lead the subjects to surrender unconditionally. I can spare him without any punishment. Otherwise, the nine days will be empty, and it will be too late to regret it!"

"Back to the prince of the east, I can't do it!"

"Huh!?"

"Returning to the prince of the east, Ambassador Tang said that this task is too arduous, and I am afraid of disappointing your old man's expectations. Nan Tianba hurriedly turned around.

"All you have to do is bring the words, this is his last chance before the cleaning begins!"