Da Bong fights more people

Zhao Shou considered it carefully and said:

"The Buddha accommodated all the Western Regions? Where did he get the luck?"

Wang Zhenwen snorted coldly:

"Either there is a back card that helped him complete the last step, or it was given to him by some old friends."

The four members of the Witch God Sect present are extremely intelligent people, and this kind of question can't trouble them.

"What a dangerous move." Wei Yuan sighed.

He reassured:

"There is a god, and it should be able to block the Lord Buddha."

Zhao Shou glanced at him with disapproval, but did not refute.

Huaiqing rebuilt the big chair made of red sandalwood, and quickly wrote in the fragments of the book on the ground with his green fingers:

[One: Xu Ningyan, Xu Ningyan]

Irbu flies high in the sky with his black light, and the vast land passes by him.

He had just arrived at the boundary of Yuzhou, when he suddenly saw two black lights flashing in front of him, and the two sides met face to face.

"Great wizard?"

Irb was surprised, delighted and at a loss:

"Why did you come to the Central Plains?"

The leader is Saren Agu, who is wearing a wizard robe, with white hair braided into clusters and white beard covering half of his face.

Accompanying is the Uda Pagoda.

Saren Agu did not answer, but asked:

"Have you given something to the Buddha?"

Irb nodded, and then said with emotion:

"Yan Kingdom is afraid that there will be many natural disasters in the future."

Just like Dafeng who lost half of the national fortune.

Uda Pagoda said lightly:

"It doesn't matter anymore."

That's right, when the witch god breaks free from the seal, he will assimilate the Northeast like Buddha did, and plunder the luck of Kyushu, and Yan Kingdom will soon cease to exist. Irbu said lightly:

"I know, I don't need you to say it."

Fortunately, although the boundaries of the Three Kingdoms will be assimilated by the witches and gods, monks who practice the wizard system can survive, and in the future, they will be able to obtain the witches and gods, no, heaven will bless them, and they will live forever.

In the words of the great wizard, the witch god can modify the laws of the world and endow the wizard system with supernatural powers.

"Where is Nalan Yushi?"

Irb asked.

Saren Agu smiled and said:

"Wouldn't it be a waste of money to give up such a large territory in the northern border to Zhujiu?"

Irbu's eyes widened, and he instantly understood where Nalan Tianlu was going.

The great wizard wants to take advantage of the battle between Dafeng and the Buddhist sect, and make a quick decision to conquer the northern demonic territory.

In this way, Yan Country's lost luck can be replenished.

Kill three birds with one stone, wonderful!

At this moment, Irbu saw a group of superpowers coming from Yufeng from the south.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the seven leaders of the Gu clan.

The other party obviously also noticed the superpowers of the Witch God Cult. One of them, wearing a black cloak, suddenly opened up the field, casting a layer of shadow on the six people.

Always be ready for shadow jumping.

Leaning on a walking stick, the silver-haired Heavenly Gu Granny nodded slightly towards Salun Agu.

The great wizard smiled and nodded in return.

"Why are you Witch Gods here?"

A woman wearing a light veil, with a graceful figure, a curvaceous figure, and a sharp and charming face, asked with a frown.

Grandma Tiangu took them to Leizhou, only said that the catastrophe had arrived, and went to check the situation.

Her first impression on Irb was—a slut!

There is a seductive charm in every gesture, like a stunner who was born to seduce men.

Irbu doesn't know her, but he knows this kind of method, presumably he is the contemporary leader of the Love Gu Department.

"Of course, it's to see what Dafeng has to do to suppress the bottom of the box."

Irb hehe said:

"Perhaps, let's see how the Buddha slaughtered Dafeng Chaofan."

Luan Yu's charming face instantly darkened.

Leizhou border.

In a small town, dark red flesh and blood washed the streets and houses of the town like a sea tide. The blood and flesh with clearly visible blood vessels adhered to the houses and covered the ground.

It was already night, and most of the residents were already asleep. They were as silent as the house, without any movement.

But the only Goulan in the town is still brightly lit, and the wealthy men in the town are still enjoying themselves in the Goulan.

Or drinking with a woman in their arms, or listening to opera, or already frankly meeting each other in bed, doing forbidden techniques in the field of alchemy.

But when the waves of dark red flesh and blood rushed in, the prostitutes and prostitutes in the Goulan screamed and rushed out of the rather magnificent small building.

Then, like ants stuck in thick syrup, struggling one by one in the dark red flesh, and then the struggle weakened, the fear on their faces gradually calmed down, they sat cross-legged in place, clasped their hands, like the most pious believer.