Step Back! Master is Here!

The road is wide and quiet, and someone is slowly walking on the other side.

Tang Luo they looked at it, it was a dark-skinned old man.

The body was emaciated, thin, and there were a few grayish white hairs on the smooth head, which fluttered occasionally with the breeze, and the hairstyle was very like the fiery clouds in "Kung Fu".

He was wearing tattered clothes, carrying a natural crutch formed by a branch in his hand.

There is also a bamboo woven back basket on the back, which extends up to the top of the head to block the wind and rain.

Now there are two solitary poles left, and they are not working at all.

The old man walked step by step, walking on crutches.

It's like the old peasant who has faced the loess and the sky all his life, but only appears on this empty, quiet street, which makes people feel weird and even frightened.

When Tang Luo looked at the old man.

The old man's muddy eyes also raised at the same time, staring at them, his pace accelerated.

When I came to Tang Luo and others, my gaze stayed on Tang Luo, a young monk, for a while. The old man looked at Zhu Bajie and asked, "How are you here?"

A heartbreaking smile appeared on his face, which was better than the corpse.

There are only a few scattered teeth above and below.

"Passing by, passing." Pig Bajie laughed. "How old are you?"

"Oh, I'm passing by, too. I'm going there." The old man reached out and pointed at the other side of the road.

There is a large palace complex. The "dangerous building with a height of 100 feet" you just saw is a building in the palace.

"Old man, do you know why there are no people on this street?" The pig Bajie smiled broadly, like a harmless, moderately large animal.

"Oh, because a **** is coming, the idler retreats," said the old man.

"Divine envoy? Wouldn't it be you?" Pig Bajie laughed.

The old man tried to raise his chest. "Why, doesn't it look like it?"

"This is indeed a bit." Pig Bajie nodded and admitted.

"Now the next generation, I don't know anything at all," said the old man. "Well, come with me, and I will open your eyes today."

"That relationship is good!"

Pig Bajie agreed in one go.

God makes?

So there is a **** behind you, it just happens that our mission is to "kill God".

This is all coming to your door, you must know it.

Tang Luo, they followed behind the god, who seemed to walk steadily and could not move without a cane.

But the speed is not slow, just enough to keep up with the speed of adult trotting.

A group of people walked on the deserted streets, all the way over, not even seeing their personal figures.

You can see a lot of shops on both sides of the street.

What brand of a hundred-year-old shop is still erected, coupled with the geographical location, it should have been a very prosperous area.

Approaching the palace, both sides of the road were replaced by high gates.

Various mansions.

This should be the capital of a certain dynasty.

The gates outside the palace walls were already open when Tangluo arrived.

There are soldiers standing on both sides. They can see the weapons in their hands, with a touch of dark green, shaped like a Go.

There are also a few dark green swords around the waist.

恍 If bronze.

In the middle of the gate, a middle-aged man with a large coat of black gold wearing a beaded crown and a woody complexion put his hands over his sleeves and bent down to salute: "Greeting to God."

A group of courtiers behind him were all rude.

"Ha ha."

The **** made a smile, he didn't even care about the middle-aged man at all, but looked at Tang Luo, "You believe it?"

The man and all the courtiers still kept bowing and saluting, and did not get up.

"I believe, I believe." Pig Bajie still spoke as a spokesperson, and gave a thumbs up. "You are the old man."

God turned back and looked at the man, "Go in."

The crowd then straightened up, bowing their eyes and greeting God's palace.

Including Tang Luo behind them, despite some doubts, they dare not even ask an extra word.

"The gods here are very close to ordinary people." Ao Yulie said in the chat room between the mists.

"Well," Pig Bajie, "it looks like he has control of this mortal dynasty."

"Isn't there only one God?"

"I don't know, maybe there are a lot of tasks, and the number and completion of the tasks are not good to judge." Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie talked.

During this period, the scream of the dog was mixed.

Sha Wujing has always been in the form of a bead. Without showing up, he has always been taciturn, and he does not know if he is listening to his brother and brother Kan Dashan.

Tang Luo looked at the huge black columns on the White Jade Square inside the palace gate.

Standing on a circular platform, there are three door openings on the wall above the ground, and the edges are painted black.

As he passed the black iron pillar, the ambassador pointed at Tang Luo casually: "These people do not respect the ambassador."

The footsteps stopped, and the man and all the officials looked at Tang Luo and others.

The atmosphere was a bit more depressed than before.

"..." The man visibly trembled without speaking.

"Huh?" God raised the tone slightly.

"Come here! These three men do not respect the gods, and are tortured by artillery!" The man ordered loudly, his face pale.

The soldiers accompanied by the guards immediately came over.

In the back, some people held huge chains with thick forearms.

Further afield, characters such as servants rushed towards other places.

"Originally, this thing is used to burn people?" Zhu Bajie looked at the giant pillars.

The torture of firing is to tie a person to a red-hot copper and iron pillar, torture it to death.

"I don't respect the messenger of God, I don't even have the qualifications to be a slave," the man said coldly.

From 狰狞 to Mu Ran.

The soldiers had tied Tang Luo with an iron chain, and even the little beast, Tian Xiao Dog, had not been spared and was tied to Tang Luo.

The other side cooperated so much that they did not resist, and the soldiers didn't care. It should be frightening.

Soon, someone brought a lit firewood.

Thrown into the platform through the doorway, red flames are burning inside.

Smoke gradually emerged from the top of the cylinder.

"Master, don't you?" Ao Yulie asked, and the three were tied together on a cylinder.

The back is close, and a little enthusiasm has already spread.

"Let's wait for the temperature to rise," Tang Luo said casually. "It's effective to burn like this."

"Oh." Pig Bajie suddenly realized that it was.

I burn myself.

"No, look."

The execution began. The man originally intended to enter the palace in front of the **** but was rejected by the god.

God made cruel, joyful emotions in those muddy eyes, licking his lips as cracked as the old bark: "It's been a long time since I saw this scene."

The man pursed his lips and said nothing.

The last torture was five years ago.

It was also God's advent, and the person tortured at the time was his seven-year-old child!

Because I accidentally bumped into the God, and saw his terrifying appearance like a corpse scared and cried, I violated the God, offended the majesty of the **** God represented by God.

"Last time, that little thing, I remember being a little smaller than this little bald head. I didn't burn much before I died. It's not fun at all, do you mean?"

God made his eyes cruel and cruel to look at the man.

The emperor above 10,000 people slowly bowed his head and said, "Yes."

What he can do for his child is to tie the chain himself, tie it around his neck, and end his life before suffering.

"Ha, ha, ha ..."

The laughter made by God seemed to be asthma, intermittent, and unpleasant like a night owl.

The temperature of the cylinder rises, and gradually a red color appears, and the top is billowing smoke.

In the absence of wind, it looks like a **** pillar.

"Forget it, don't wait," Tang Luo said. "It's awful to laugh."

"Well, Master!"

Ao Yulie instantly turned into a streamer, and the chains tied to the three fell to the ground and made a sound.

With this noise, he appeared in front of the angel, and a dragon claw grabbed at him.

God dazzled the dazzling eyes in the cloudy eyes, raised the crutch in his hand, and pointed at Ao Yulie.

The claws of the dragon claws collide with the cane.

The violent vigor burst out, and the people around him were turned upside down. The bead on the man's head flew up, leaving a mess of hair.

"Ok?"

Ao Yulie's face changed slightly, and the power from the crutch actually numb his right arm.

Shows its strength.

Completely transformed into a dragon-human form, Ao Yulie grabbed another god's celestial cover with the other claw.

As soon as the crutches were retracted, God made a point again towards the dragon's claw grabbing his head.

Pointing at the position of the wrist, the scales of the dragon and the dirty end of the cane collided, some sparks came out, and several pieces of dragon scales sprang out.

At the same time, the dragon tail rose from behind Ao Yulie, and smashed into the **** with the howling wind from top to bottom.

The **** raised his other hand and grabbed the dragon's tail.

"Dead to me!"

Ao Yulie made a roar of dragons, and the huge roar of dragons made him "stunned" by a group of people around him.

The thunder burst in his mouth, and at the same time, the wind blade, ice cone, and heavenly fire accompanied the thunder to the gods.

The thunder and lightning flare swallowed up the gods.

Ao Yulie stepped back, opened a distance of more than ten meters, and shook his numb hands.

"Hey, it turns out to be a little dragon."

In the dissipating light of thunder, the God made laughter, with obvious black marks on his body, and his clothes were more tattered.

However, I didn't get much serious injuries ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This is too hard. Ao Yulie's eyes widened.

To be honest, they really didn't feel much powerful cultivation in this god, but they breathed a little thicker.

Now when I start, I find that the body of the opponent is extremely stiff.

Ao Yulie suspected that he really caught his claws on the other side.

"Is that how your adult teaches you to treat God?" God smiled, the cruelty in his eyes became more apparent.

The voice had just fallen, and Yinguang suddenly appeared.

The pig Bajie held a nine-tooth nail and raked it on the god's neck: "Yes, go to you-mother-!"

God's neck suddenly crooked into a strange angle, and the whole person was smashed into the air.

There were a few blood holes above the neck, and the extremely thick black-red blood leaked out only a little, and immediately stuck the wound.