Chronicles of Heaven

"What do people live for?"

Chang'an stood on the top of a stone pillar, overlooking a large face distorted below, like a ghost of the longevity to teach disciples.

Grinning, he nodded.

"High on the top, overlooking all beings."

With open arms, Changan looked up inexplicably and took a deep breath.

He pursues power, he pursues power, and he becomes the person of the heavenly election. In the final analysis, he must overtake hundreds of millions of beings and enjoy the joy of killing and giving.

Between the fingers, thousands of people head to the ground; in the mind, thousands of girls are red...

Evil smiles, Changan points to the corner of the cave, surrounded by a large group of golden cattle warriors in the middle of nearly 50,000 men and women.

It is a tall and strong young man, or a beautiful young woman. Around the caves of five or six hundred miles in size, more than a hundred large and small families were washed out, and the old people were slaughtered. The nearly 50,000 young people are the essence of the hundreds of families.

"My people, the patriots of the longevity, you are the people... these despicable men and women are yours." Changan waved his hand: "Go, enjoy them, enjoy them... and ,they!"

The hymns of the longevity teach a hysterical smile, both men and women, just like a group of crazy beasts laughing.

They leaped and flew, or vacated and rushed to the captives who were surrounded. Their red-haired scorpion flashed fierce light and quickly found their favorite target in the crowd.

The screams of screams continued to come.

The members of the longevity religion, both men and women, do their best and are fierce.

Someone ignited a special herb ball and threw the burning grass ball into the crowd. Pink sweet and greasy smoke spurted out of the herb ball. Nearly 50,000 young men and women inhaled the sticky smoke and quickly lost the id.

The wild instinct controls them.

They are hysterical and entangled with the members of the longevity.

The strong and youthful youth quickly became skinny, and the young and beautiful Fanghua woman also became a red powder.

The air is filled with **** smell, and a faint blood gas reverberates in the sky. The longevity teachers become red and the skin becomes crystal clear, as if the blow is broken.

Changan smiled at the crowd in the distance.

If it is in the old wooden field of the longevity teaching, facing the pressure of the Sixth Palace, Changan is afraid to do so anyway.

The longevity teaches evil again. They also know that the people of the small family are their roots. They simply cannot make such a slap in the green woods.

But here is the territory of Sanliancheng.

The number of deaths and injuries of the people here is not harmful to his longevity.

In particular, the noble **** makes... No, the noble **** Xuanjiao has already ordered a slaughter.

"The kind of person, God...the goddess." Changan's body snorted slightly, and the fierce and dangerous cold light flashed in the scorpion. He bit his teeth, secretly dreaming, if he can subdue the mysterious spider, and then use the longevity to teach the secret method to scream...

"If you want to die in the fairyland, you want to die, God, how can there be such a stunning person?" Changan whispered: "Power, still not enough, strength, strength... killing the ghost, occupying the mysterious Spider, hey, I can do it."

The chaotic and unbearable scene lasted for more than two hours.

The youngest and most sturdy young monks were sucked up by the eternal demon woman, lying on the ground dying.

The members of the longevity church stood up in red light, swaying one by one, like drunkenness, slowly coming out of the messy 'human heap' with a bit of addictive color, slowly coming to Chang'an Under the stone column.

"Teacher!" No matter the men and women, tens of thousands of long-lived believers are screaming in awe, but they are willing to worship.

It is worthwhile to follow them.

A young man who is plagued by tens of thousands of talents is so generous and so powerful. Chang’an is actually much stronger than the previous leaders and elders, and the longevity believers who are not distorted by these hearts are convinced.

"Follow me, you can get more." Changan raised his hands high and screamed with screams: "This lord is the chosen person."

‘Haha’!

Tens of thousands of longevity worshippers once again worshipped.

Changan smiled and looked at the stalking followers. He waved his hand and said indifferently: "Well, let the little scorpions roll up and complete the final step."

Thousands of long-lived believers came out of a martyrdom and drove a large group of children aged five years and older and ten years old to come out.

These long-lived believers are all red-eyed, and they are envious of hateful staring at the believers who have just acquired the animal desires. Such a feast, they have to look after the thousands of children, their internal organs are on fire.

"Go, give these little scorpions a knife." Changan said: "From today, some rules of the longevity teaching have to be changed... Later, the Protestant Protestant began to start from the ‘breaking dust.’

Changan said with a blank expression: "The rules of the 'dust-breaking edge' are simple, and this time we should pay attention to it. We must let the Protestants kill their blood relatives personally, so that they can truly be good disciples of my longevity teaching. ”

"However, this time is not too damn... let them kill those people... so many people, there are always their brothers and sisters." Changan smiled distortedly, he whispered: "Let them Go kill, hey, force them to kill."

The longevity believers laughed.

They are so terrible, they think... it’s so interesting.

What is the clever idea of ​​‘broken dust?’ It is really a loss of how the new leader of the Master came up with it.

It is possible to know how these children's future minds will be distorted and how cruel they are by using the methods of killing blood relatives. Such distorted and cruel people are the good disciples they need for longevity education!

Changan also grinned.

He subconsciously took out a **** cover from his sleeve, and wrote the ancient book of the word "Blood Demon" with distorted black text on the surface.

This ancient book was given to him by the mysterious spider.

This ancient book is a secret martial art of a **** demon door in ancient times. It is even more powerful and exquisite than Chang’an’s “Nine Robbery Longsheng”.

When Chang'an came into contact, he was attracted by countless strange, embarrassing, but powerful magical works in Blood Demon.

In particular, it is recorded that some of the exterminations of humanity and the rules of ruin of the ancient magical gates have deeply touched Chang'an's heart and resonated with the most distorted and cruel part of his character.

I got the "Blood Magic Code" and practiced for a few days. Changan has completely changed one person.

He changed from man to man.

From the first sight of the mysterious spider, he also had a 90-awesome ‘human’ to the mysterious spider, and became unscrupulous, dare to stretch his claws to the mysterious spider, and even dare to count the ‘magic’ that killed the ghost!

"Magic, how good... Over the sentient beings, overlooking these... ants, cockroaches." Changan's scorpion turned into a **** color, his eyes slowly sweeping through the tens of thousands of longevityists below, and he suddenly laughed.

These long-lived believers, in the eyes of Chang'an today, are nothing more than the lambs that he grazes.

After they grow up, when Changan let go of the harvest, how happy it is.

Once the tens of thousands of believers have been harvested, will he have enough power to kill the sacred and occupy the mysterious spider?

When I think of the beauty, Changan’s body is once again uncontrollably picked up.

A very thin blood line appeared under his fair and translucent skin, like a very small poisonous snake swimming fast, he was deeply sucked, and every breath was completely swallowed by his body.

He only inhales and spits out without any breath.

This is the devil.

Greed, cruel, mad plunder, no feedback.

Thousands of long-lived disciples pulled out their sabre and sabre and forced them into the hands of children who were scared to be weak.

"Go, kill them."

"Kill them, you are my longevity teaching disciples."

"Longevity, have you heard of it?"

"Kill them, or, we killed you."

Not only are these thousands of longevity believers, but other long-lived disciples who have become **** and tumultuous have also come together. They laugh like a devil, urging these scared children to kill the dying young men and women. .

Even among these young men and women, there are relatives of these children.

'Snapped'!

A born Zhu Yu Yu Run, quite a bit of a ninth-point, but the girl with a distorted face pulled off her belt and slammed on the face of an eight-nine-year-old female doll, playing her half-faced skin almost blasted.

"Hey, go, just find someone to kill... or... oh..." The girl gaze, looking at a long-lived male disciple standing next to her.

"Senior brother, I am very happy to serve the younger sister... I am afraid of the teacher... Hey." Changsheng teaches the male disciple to smile with evil spirits: "After all, I haven’t practiced my longevity teaching method, and such a small girl has no good benefits. ”

The long-lived disciples in all directions simultaneously made awkward laughter.

Far away, a ramp to the grotto suddenly heard a shout: "Compassion, compassion...you... what is this doing?"

Inexplicably, this shout is filled with an indifferent but ambitious force.

Tens of thousands of long-lived believers who were evil spirits slammed into a chill, and the evil flames of their hearts suddenly extinguished most of them.

They looked up and subconsciously looked over the road crossing the hundred miles.

A black-haired, white-nose, long-eared screaming lightly spreads the hoof, and yells out all the way.

In this head, there are more than three meters in height and five meters in length. The body is bright and screaming behind, and the body is like a ball. The face is like a full moon. The scalp is shaved, and the young woman without a little hair is light and brisk. Chased up.

The young woman was wrapped in a tattered gray robes with a string of sparkling bead rosary around her neck, carrying a knife that was almost as long as her height.

She is about two meters long and has a waist circumference of about two meters. She has a large waist and a round waist. Her arms are at least the waist thickness of an ordinary man.

Such a burly body, it is reasonable to say that this woman's feelings should be like a ferocious animal.

However, she had a face and a kindness. Although there were some muddy and mossy traces on her gray robes, her round face and palms were not covered with dirt. The whole body exudes an inexplicable kindness, peace, tranquility and calmness.

Just after seeing the tens of thousands of people in the grottoes who fell to the ground, the young men and women who were all skinny and bone marrow were almost exhausted, the face of the young woman suddenly changed.

The kindness and peace of the atmosphere disappeared.

It is like a sky from a blue wind and a cloud, suddenly turned into a thunder and lightning, the horror of the hurricane before the fall.

"Er..." The woman’s gaze flashed a glimmer of cold, and she suddenly looked at the children surrounded by tens of thousands of longevityists.

"You, what do you want to do?" The woman's body trembled slightly.

"You see, we... are recruiting new believers." Changan smiled at the woman. He stood at the top of the stone pillars hundreds of meters high. He looked down at the woman: "We, slaughtered their family, and used their brothers." My sister is doing a good job, and they will be dying."

"Now, we let them break the dust." Changan said with a smile: "The dust is broken, and the desire is extinct. From then on, it is a good disciple of my longevity teaching."

"Magic!" The woman's big round eyes became a line.

She looked at Changan and said very seriously: "You are not a person, you are, devil."

Changan was silent for a while, then he continued to laugh: "Yes, I am a demon, and it is the devil in the devil... just, how can you?"

The woman took a deep breath, and she held the long handle behind her back: "The poor and the moon, the life is loved, in addition to the devil."

Changan also smiled and his eyes narrowed up: "Love to demons? You want, drop me? Why? Just rely on you, a meat?"

"Dry!" The screaming screaming of the oily water and water suddenly screamed, and then jumped up, like a black wind instantly came to Changan. The sound of ‘啪’ was screaming, and a hoofed hoof was squatting on the door of Chang’an.

Chang'an handsome face was mostly sunk, and a deep hoof print fell into his face and was two inches deep.

Blood spurted out of his nostrils, mouth, and ears.

He looked at him in horror.

With Chang'an's current cultivation, he actually couldn't see the action of shouting.

This guy is actually an extremely powerful body repair.

However, Changan is not good at close combat, he is equal, was sneaked by this scream.

Chang'an made a scream of anger from the eyes of the blind man. The blood spurted from his mouth turned into a large piece of blood, and he wriggled and shouted to the past.

Shouting 驴 嘎嘎 笑 gave a laugh.

He was so clean that he had a clear, clear light on the scalp that was as bright as the moon.

The auspicious light with the faint sandalwood scent collided with the blood, and the blood immediately burned and became a colorful smoke that dissipated.

‘铿锵’.

The knife is squirted monthly.

She clasped her long knife in her hands, and across the tens of miles, she slammed her slowly into Changan.