In those years, the cultivators we cut together

The cultivator screamed, and immediately used the golden body to protect his body as he fell, but when he faced a knife swung from the ashes, he couldn't resist at all, and his body was directly chopped off by the knife, not only the golden body After being broken, a mouthful of plasma was uncontrollably spewed out of his mouth!

Another alchemy cultivator has fallen!

In the arena, the remaining ashes cleared away, and the bruised and swollen Lin Xiaolu, who was bombarded by the spiritual power of Buddhism, walked out of the ruins and waved to the last alchemy cultivator in the sky.

"Is this what you monks from Tianzhu are capable of?"

The face of the monk in the sky froze, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes. Just as he was hesitating, a monk suddenly flew out of the distant river, flying towards Lin Xiaolu at an extremely fast speed, and slammed his palm at Lin Xiaolu. Back of the head!

"????!"

"What are you barking at?"

Lin Xiaolu didn't even turn his head, and immediately kicked back with a super kick!

"boom!"

"Ugh!" The cultivator who wanted to sneak attack was kicked in the chin by him, and blood spurted from the mouth and nose.

Seeing this scene, the cultivator in the sky flew down instantly. Before Lin Xiaolu retracted his legs, he raised his hand and blasted a Buddha wheel on his right hand holding the knife, directly knocking down the Da Geng bronze vessel, and then threw out both palms together. , a golden "卍" fiercely slapped on his chest.

"boom!"

The boy with two fists and four hands flew straight out, slanting his head against a wall in the distance, shattering the wall and falling to the ground.

The monk didn't dare to hesitate, three of the four core formations had already died, so he had to take this guy down quickly!

With a movement of his body, he instantly flew towards Lin Xiaolu who was injured and fell to the ground, raised his hand and waved a golden light wheel, but Lin Xiaolu didn't give him a chance. Without a knife in his hand, he straightened up like a carp, and then jumped , let the light wheel fly out from below, then raised his hand to pat the monk's golden spirit shield, and then stretched his arms fiercely.

Tai Chi - Cloud Hands!

Before the monk could react, he suddenly spun and fell to the ground. In the next second, he saw Lin Xiaolu lift his foot towards his head, and the sole of the cloth shoe was constantly enlarged in his eyes...

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the monk's head was crushed into the ground, and he lost his breath on the spot.

At this point, all four dan jie were killed!

……

……

"Whoo~"

Lin Xiaolu let out a long mouthful of dirty air, and grinned in pain. He himself was also injured, and he stuffed a handkerchief into his nostrils to stop the bleeding while walking.

It's still a bit difficult to deal with four pills at once, and I got a nosebleed.

Lifting the big knife, the boy looked around while walking, looking for the next target.

In the sky at this time, the streamer is still shining continuously, and from time to time there will be aftermath waves penetrating to the ground, bombing the buildings on the ground into ruins.

As the monks on both sides continued to fight, people began to fall down, and the balance of victory began to gradually tilt towards Shenzhou.

At the same time, Dongying

In the quiet courtyard at night, the old man was contemplating the intricate chessboard in front of him.

"Father, our people have already confronted Datang, and Mr. Saito has rushed to prepare to compete with the Empress of Datang."

At the chessboard, the old man with a slap mark on his face heard the news, and made another move without haste. On the other side, Li Mingru didn't think much of it, he just drank his wine leisurely.

"How is the situation in Tianzhu?" the old man asked.

"The situation in Tianzhu is unfavorable." Tianhuang Heiyunzhai frowned and said: "I don't know what happened. Emei, Longmen, and Shushan suddenly got the help of a monk who can suppress all the Buddhas, and a large number of Shenzhou monsters appeared. Tianzhu has already fallen into a disadvantage. .”

The old man was not dissatisfied when he heard the words, but smiled and said:

"It doesn't matter, there is an old saying in China that winning or losing is a matter of routine for military strategists.

How is the battle between Ghost King Sect and Europa? he continued.

"Europa and Ghost King Sect are doing well."

Heiyunzhai couldn't hide his joy, and said quickly:

"At present, Europa has completely entered the southern border. Among them, five Nascent Souls died in the hands of Shangguan Sheng, and two died in the hands of Zhou Mo, but both of them were seriously injured. It is estimated that it will not be long before the people of Europa You can take southern Xinjiang and get Kunlun."

After finishing speaking, Heiyunzhai glanced at Li Mingru, and continued:

"The situation in the Ghost King Sect is even better. E Daochang used the ghost mother of all spirits to restrain all the ghosts in Maoshan. Zheng Chuan, the head of Maoshan, was seriously injured by him because he had no hands. Occupied, Zheng Chuan was escorted by disciples and elders to flee to Quanzhen.

It is estimated that Quanzhen will face Ghost King Zong tomorrow. "

A few words, simple and clean, but the hugeness behind it is unimaginable.

In the courtyard, the old man looked at Li Mingru and said with a smile:

"Sect Leader Zheng Chuan, if he hadn't lost his hands for his friends back then, he wouldn't be where he is today.

The majestic Maoshan was actually the first sect to be exterminated. This may be what people in Shenzhou often say, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. "

"Are you admitting that you are a scourge?" Li Mingru asked with his arms on the chessboard and his chin.

"Of course, people must be self-aware. For China, we are indeed a scourge.

But for our ancestors, we who conquered China are heroes. "

The old man spread his hands and smiled at Li Mingru:

"Ming Rusang, there is no absolute darkness and light in this world, everything is relative.

Perhaps for Shenzhou, our father and son are heinous villains, but for Japan, we are good leaders, people worthy of respect and love.

Therefore, I have a clear conscience for invading China. "

"Crack, snap, snap,"

Li Mingru clapped his hands, then lay on the tatami, crossed his legs, and lazily flipped through the yellow book.

The old man looked at him for a long time, smiled, and said while fiddling with the chessboard:

"Ming Rusang, you must really hate Chiyo who brought you here, do you want me to order her to commit suicide? It can be regarded as making up for Ming Rusang."

"Are you all so ruthless towards your subordinates?" Li Mingru responded while flipping through the book, his words were full of laziness.

The old man smiled: "Fortunately, she grew up in Shenzhou after all, and now she has shown her worth. After she dies, she will be enshrined together with her sister."

"Be enshrined by someone who killed himself? This is not a happy thing."

The old man didn't speak any more after hearing the words, but just looked at Li Mingru quietly.

After a long time, he laughed again and said:

"After the fall of Shenzhou, what is Ming Rusang's plan?"

"Are you so sure that China will sink?"

"Of course." The old man said to himself: "Because I really can't think of an old man, how can you turn defeat into victory.

Ming Rusang, now you can only be doomed to be a bystander. Our Yamata no Orochi has also awakened, and we will cross the sea to Shenzhou tomorrow. At that time, my son will also go, plus Mr. Saito, Zong Chun Master, there are four Nascent Souls, and the Tang Dynasty will perish.

You Shenzhou, do you have any means of not being born? "In the words, the old man was full of complacency.

Heiyunzhai on the side also smiled very happily, looking at Li Mingru full of provocation.

Facing the words of the father and son, Li Mingru paused for a while, and then responded unhurriedly:

"There are talented people from generation to generation in China, and each has been in the limelight for hundreds of years. Among them, I am the best, and I have been in the coquettish for more than 300 years."

Hearing this, the old man laughed directly, looked at him jokingly and said:

"Brother Mingru, do you expect the younger generation? They haven't grown up yet, right?"

"Soon." Li Mingru flipped through the little yellow book, and said while reading:

"Sometimes it just takes a thought to grow from boy to man."

After finishing speaking, Li Mingru, who was lying on the tatami, put down his book, turned his head, looked at the old man carelessly and said:

"How can an era not have one or two legends?"