Bring a Lottery Panel with You

Chapter 495 Pig-headed Monster

Forces responded one after another.

Soon everyone was shouting, willing to deal with Heaven together.

Xie Zu had a sinister smile on his face, extremely satisfied.

With so many strong people here, it would be absurd if they could be easily killed by the Heavenly Court.

At this time, Dao Xie began to quickly register the names of the old antiques.

The four princes of the royal family looked at each other with heavy hearts.

Heavenly Court, they really dare to show up...

The fourth prince whispered.

Death in three days... Who is this talking about? Is it the leader, or all of us?

The Seventh Prince's eyes were fixed.

The deeds of Tianting are too amazing. From the time they were born to the present, everything they have done is extremely incredible.

They say three days must die, and within those three days someone will definitely die.

I just don't know who is dead?

If it is the leader, it would be terrible.

If there are many people, it will be even more terrifying.

Forget it, let's not ask any more questions, it's best to stay out of this matter...

The third prince whispered.

Now the Heaven-Expelling Alliance has gone beyond their control, and all the people who come here are old antiques and perverts, and their strength is unimaginable.

There is only one Daoxie on their royal side, and they can't deter the heroes at all, so they have already given up the idea of ​​competing for the leader, and just want to be a guest. But now the heavens appear and curse them to die in three days. Ke Qing didn't want to get involved.

Xie Zu looked at the little crystal sword the size of a thumb in his hand again.

Is this thing under human control?

He was going to take it to his residence and use the artifact to dissect it later.

Time slows down.

Sunset on the west hills.

The sky began to gradually darken.

Many forces in the square quickly frowned.

Are they going to stand here for three days?

This is not too grand.

And standing here foolishly for three days, it seems that they are really afraid of heaven.

Xie Zu also noticed this scene very quickly, and said sullenly: Everyone, since the people in the court have not yet appeared, you will be wronged for a while, and stay around reluctantly. After these three days are over, I will continue to select , Order the guardians and elders!

Everyone responded.

As long as you can settle down, it's better than standing stupidly for three days.

Immediately, many forces began to disperse rapidly.

Qi Yun glanced around with his spiritual sense, and ordered the group of demons around him, saying: Go, let's find a place to stay!

The blood-robed patriarch and the others nodded lightly, then retreated silently.

not far away.

The red lotus monk's eyes were still shooting at Qi Yun, revealing traces of meaningful light.

The cold poison in his body has been forced by his luck a lot. At this moment, his strength has recovered by about 60% to 70%, and he can't hold back any longer. He wants to find a strong person and pick it up.

When the red lotus monk's eyes swept over, Qi Yun's spiritual sense suddenly discovered the other party, and his heart was chilled, and his murderous intent was raging.

The thief monk is still staring at him!

He took a deep breath and left quickly.

Not long after, a group of people returned to the tent.

Everyone, I'm going to retreat for two days. You are guarding outside, and no one is allowed to approach. If someone comes, just say that I have gone out, you understand?

Qi Yun said in a low voice.

Don't worry, my lord, I'll find out later!

The blood-robed patriarch said.

Well, let's go out!

Qi Yun said.

The blood-robed patriarch and others immediately exited the tent gently.

After seeing that everyone retreated, Qi Yun turned and entered the Holy Land space.

In the Holy Land space.

He grabbed the palm of his hand, took out the [Book of Transformation], quickly opened it, cut his fingers, and started writing on it.

Old obscene monk, you can't blame me for looking for death.

Qi Yun whispered in his heart.

Swipe.

Soon, a name appeared.

Red Lotus Saint Monk!

After writing, Qi Yun frowned.

Is this the real name of that kinky monk?

Will it be written that it doesn't work or something?

Qi Yun thought for a while, then waved his finger and wrote several times.

Swipe.

I wrote it down three times.

Qi Yun closed the Book of Transformation again, put it away solemnly, and then began to build an earthen platform in the Holy Land Space, preparing for the Book of Seven Arrows with Nailheads.

He can finally try the power of the Geshiqi knowledge from his previous life.

You must know that Zhao Gongming is as strong as Zhao Gongming, and he died after only 21 days. The natives of this world may even compare with Zhao Gongming's finger, and they will look down on them for three days...

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Outside, the sky is getting dark.

All forces have pitched tents.

The chaotic tents are crowded together, and at a glance, they are densely packed.

People of each faction left strong men to patrol around, and some strong men planted curses nearby, and once anyone approached, they would instantly sense it.

far away.

A piece of red petals fell silently, passed over most of the tents, landed in a bush, and turned into a monk with a fat head and big ears in a red lotus cassock.

The monk's eyes flickered, and he stared at Qi Yun's tent quietly, with an intriguing smile on his mouth, his body turned into a red petal again, moving past silently.

But at this moment.

However, this petal seemed to be suddenly affected by a mysterious force, and suddenly trembled in the middle, and fell from mid-air with a crash, re-morphing into the appearance of the red lotus monk.

Immediately after the monk fell to the ground, his expression was startled, a little unbelievable, obviously he didn't understand what was going on.

He just felt a chill down his spine, shivered a few times uncontrollably, and then fell down.

After the monk fell, he still felt a little uncomfortable on the back of his neck. He looked suspicious and touched it with his palm, but his face froze for a while.

wrong.

This doesn't feel right.

Why is my back so hairy.

Also, why does the palm feel difficult to stretch.

The old obscene monk looked at his palm, his eyes fell, and his eyes widened suddenly, showing horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

His originally white right hand has suddenly turned into a fat pig's trotter.

Not only the right hand changed, but also the arms, stomach, and thighs, and the rest of the body became fleshy, swollen several times than before, and turned into pig's trotters, pig's belly, and pig's legs.

There are even fluffy hairs growing on the pork legs.

The old obscene monk immediately panicked.

curse!

He screamed.

Soon, I felt that my voice had also changed, and it sounded like a pig.

He hurriedly covered his mouth, but the moment he covered it with his hooves, he became even more frightened.

own mouth, face, ears...

Everything has changed.

Turned into a pig's head.

The red lotus monk was terrified at this moment.

what is going on?

Who cast a spell on himself?

Who's there?

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting.

The blood-robed patriarch was the first to notice something was wrong, and rushed over quickly, and then the other demons also rushed over.

The red lotus monk's eyes were terrified, he didn't dare to stay longer, he turned around and left in a hurry.

But even though he turned and fled immediately, the blood-robed patriarch and the others still saw his appearance.

A group of people looked shocked.

What monster?

A pig-headed monster, a pig-headed monster appears!

Presumptuous, where to go!

The blood-robed patriarch and the others roared angrily, and immediately chased and killed them.

All forces were alarmed.

Countless strong men rushed out of the tent.

Pig-headed monster, what pig-headed monster!

Look, what is that, my God, a big pig's head!

The exclamation sounded.

People rushed out one after another, and saw a huge pig head running wildly in the night, with a fat body and white hair, as fierce as it could be.

Boom!

Soon someone shot and bombarded the Red Lotus Saint Monk.

The Red Lotus Saint Monk almost vomited blood angrily. With a sweep of his palm, a group of people exploded and died unexpectedly. They ran away at a faster speed, but soon alarmed more people...