Fantasy World Transmigration

Although the ten halls of the prefecture are not as strong as the ancient palaces of Luojing, they are the masters of today’s prefectures. In the eyes of all the people, it is really mysterious and powerful. The second temple, the emperor of Chujiang, is the emperor, the Great Desolate. Can, specializing in the ice and hell, he stood in the temple, before the throne, heard the words of Wukong, the eyebrows slightly pick.

King Biancheng 嗤said with a smile : “That is a big bang in the Yangyang demon monkey!”

“Don’t care about it. After all, it’s the end of the Seven Great Sage of Monster Race. Although it’s crowded out, and other Great Sage are not all the way, Monster Race is the ancient force that dominated Great Desolate. Some of his seven Great Sage cards. Face?” Chu Jiang Wang said with a slight smile.

“Hey!” King Biancheng coldly snorted: “He’s the seventh Great Sage can’t rely on his father’s shadow, and the other six Great Sage killed the emperor’s animal husbandry. He’s going to save it, so he’s not seen in Monster Race. It’s not talk nonsense. Now Monster Race needs him to give the name of the seventh Great Sage, and when it’s not needed… the first one is his white-eyed wolf.”

When mentioning the emperor’s animal husbandry, the Chujiang king’s face was dignified: “The emperor’s animal husbandry is a trouble. The six-day-old guy of Rosie’s sorrow is the old ghost. I don’t want to be alone. We don’t need to provoke that Donghua. Emperor.”

“Rosie six days is a group of madmen… Anyone dares to provoke.” Chu Jiang Wang dissatisfied: “The big business gods were to satisfy their appetite, slaughter the demon sacred sacrifice, and the Emperor looked at the overall situation of cleaning Monster Race. When one eye closes one eye, it will endure. Later, it kills the human race, tens of thousands of people’s blood sacrifices, daggers, guns, people piles, build palaces for them, and even map them to the sacred earth for their temples in the sun. In the foundation of the temple, buried in the foundation of the temple, all kinds of crazy behaviors do not know convergence, which angered the Emperor.”

King Biancheng coldly snorted and said: “Do you still call him the Emperor?”

“Die Hong’s retrograde application…”

The rare anger of Chujiang Wang, Li Sheng reprimanded: “impudent! Respecting the Emperor of Heaven… Even though the Emperor of Heaven has already joined, it is not something that we can blame, the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor, but it is not the same for us! ”

King Biancheng is a glimpse, and then avoiding this topic, he said: “The Great Sage Equal of Heaven doesn’t have the support of the family. It’s not enough. The blood comes from two juniors. It’s nothing, Bai Suzhen said that there is Lushan. The old mother took care of it, but although Laoshan’s mother was possessively remarkable, she could not manage our land. Only the East China Emperor, blame…”

Chu Jiangwang coldly snorted and said: “Is there a Luo Jing who has been in the top for six days?”

“But there is one thing I always can’t understand. Why did Luo Wei’s six-day people take over for us, for the purple yang emperor to smash this water? They killed Bai Suzhen offended the mountain mother and said, after all, it is not the big inside the heaven. Yes, but offended the East China Emperor, that is not a good one!”

Chu Jiang Wang has already thought about this question: “Rosie has grievances against the Emperor in the past six days! In the same year, he was squandered for six days. They were severely punished by the Emperor, and they were killed by the gods. The gods of the gods lay down the land and can only rely on Great Desolate. The sporadic blood food of the Wolverine rituals, the sorcerer was dismissed as obscene evil spirits, and it was pitiful when it was the national pilgrimage period and the kingdom of the kingdom.

“But when the Emperor was still there, they did not dare to express this grievance, even dare not complain, and were killed! To be honest… But after the Emperor of Heaven, the idea of ​​the East Wanggong gave them ambition!”

“Dongwanggong’s claim is simple. It is God’s dominion. God dominates everything, dominates Great Desolate, dominates all beings, and dominates the Terran. The Emperor treats each individual as his own descendants. He is the ancestor of the Terran, and naturally he must treat all his colleagues and love. Severe, it can be said that some hate iron is not steel, he hopes that Great Desolate is awkward.”

“Because he is his most outstanding son!”

“But Great Desolate is a dragon, everyone is awkward, what does God rule?”

“So, the king of the East and the gods like us only hope to establish a normal heaven, such as the heavenly court, not the concentricity of all beings, but the rule of all beings, the domination of all beings, and the establishment of a true, aloof and remote court. ”

“At that time, the six ghosts of Luo Wei naturally had an excuse to get rid of the shackles of the Emperor to limit the Shinto, and return to the era when the theocratic rule dominated everything.”

King Biancheng whispered: “There are still ancestors of the river, there are rumors that he wants to do something about the land.”

The king of Chujiang hesitated for a moment and slowly said: “The ancestors of the river are not pleasing to the eye for a long time. It is not a new thing to destroy the land. But there are people behind us… otherwise why should I ask the king to stay? Hell, we have given our authority to the Bodhisattva and the Bodhisattva many, and also sit and watch the Taiyi blessing Heaven to open up the holy country of God?”

King Biancheng lowered his voice and said: “So there is a Xuanmen Buddhist door…”

“While the old ancestors of the Styx sealed Luo Biao with a slap in the air, and took up the magic road, but the magic road is not the magic road in the hands of the Luo Mo ancestors! Luo 睺 祖 祖 is the grievances of the tens of thousands of chaos demon gods are gathered together, destined To destroy the Desolate Devil of the Great Desolate, but the ancestors of the River of the River are only the blood of the Pangu, and there has been no power to compete with the Xuanmen Buddhism.”

“Before Xuanmen wanted to support him to drag the hind legs of Luo Mo’s ancestors. Now, although the Styx has counted Luo Wei, in the Magic Road, he has lost the support of Xuanmen and Buddhism. Now, Xuanmen righteous path has You don’t need him anymore! There is no need to worry about dealing with the magic road. If he is safe in the bloody sea, if he is involved in my local government and involves reincarnation, it is not touching the reverse scale of the three religions.

“So don’t worry about the magic…”

King Biancheng asked casually: “So, Emperor Zimu?”

“If you don’t see it, don’t listen, don’t interfere!”

“The two bloods of the magic road?”

“If Luo Qi is unfavorable for six days, we secretly help those ghosts. They are here, we are not here.”

“Monster Race, Great Sage Equal of Heaven?”

“Don’t ignore it and let Monster Race handle it yourself!”

“The demon girl Bai Suzhen?”

“It’s just an ant, let her self-destruction is… sinned in front of me, how about dying?”

………………

The evil god will look at the flying and falling, roaring, and the soul of the bridge that lined up the bridge on the bridge will look back on Huangquan Road early. Now the bridge is very wide, and the whole army is pressed for six days. The suffocating suffocating together, turned into a red-black iron squadron, and the deep dark magic of the evil spirits and evil spirits is rolling in.

The evil spirits will rush to the forefront, and the yin god expands innumerable times in the suffocating magic…

“Magic scorpion, die!”

“kill!”

Countless ghosts roared in unison, thunderous roars turned into a scream, shaking the entire Naihe Bridge, countless evil spirits and witches flocked out with the body of the gods, they have no physical body, the gods are invisible and inferior, so countless ghosts can Overlapping together, the bridge is not a wide bridge deck, forcibly plugged down countless ghosts, golden swords and horses, like a flood, the illusion of the gods merge into tides, tyrannical mana, accumulation Thousands of years of fierce suffocation, the most ruthless evil spirits, the most fierce magical powers, the demon savage souls that they swallowed, all manifested.

Numerous face drivers drove fierce magical powers, like the black misty tides of countlessly packed faces, which hit the two.

The hands of the uninspired masters licking the swords are all white, and the tension is not painful!

He sighed: “In the end we are the magic, or they are the magic. It seems that these evil spirits are even more evil than us.”

The Blood Tuen Monster is even more angry: “It’s too shameless! Great Desolate’s atmosphere is too bad!”

“It’s always our way to besiege the enemy. When is it time for others to besiege our magic?”

Two old Demon heads, which were pressed by the no-life and blood-sucking pots, were very honest and swiftly swept through the Forbes River on both sides of the bridge. A small boat swayed on the river, drifting intentionally or unintentionally to the bridge. Come, two Old Demon heads look at each other: “Someone wants to run!”

At this time, a suddenly elongated iron rod was inserted into the boat, and the boat was far away.

Wukong impatiently said: “You two, desperately, and then engage in small movements, the old grandson with the shepherd boy and the little white snake on the boat to run, leaving you two ‘magic road giants’ violation of blood and sea, terrible by the government, must be circulated In the afterlife, the magical power is shocking, and the suppression of 18th-layer hell is not free!”

No birth leader sighed said: “The blood brother Senior Brother, it seems to have been desperate today!”

“Devil’s bless!” Gorefiend hands clasped together.

“When the magic ancestor sees your prayer gesture, you should kill you!” Wukong yelled: “Forget the river, the blue spring is next to it, the blood demon out of your blood, dare to say no one or two means… …the old grandson doesn’t believe it!”

No birth leader believes in a hand, Yuan Tu sword qi turned into a long river.

The bloodstained arms stretched out, and the open arms embraced the ghosts and tides, the smoldering smoldering frenzy, the fierceness of countless evil spirits and witches, and the bloody butchery of the mixed expression, revealing a calm smile: “On Poor blue falls under the yellow spring, bloody sea knives innocent…”

Under the bridge, the Water of Yellow Spring is turbid, and the water is steep and long.

Behind the bloodstain, countless blood gods rushed out, and the densely packed blood gods turned into a bloody sea behind him. They rushed to the Forgotten River in groups, and the blood gods rushed into the blue springs, and turned into a Blood stasis, ablation is not seen, and the blood of the blood is dissipated in the Forgotten River. Gradually, the turbid yellow river slowly rises.

The bloodstain raised his head and sighed in a low voice: “The knife is coming!”

Hua la !

The Forgotten River has set off huge waves, and the floods of the sky have moved toward the bridge. The bridge has been smashed by a fascinating light, and the pottery is firmly suppressed. The endlessly forgotten rivers are turned into blood, and the blue leaves are suddenly turned. It is endlessly bloody and bloody, and it has been borrowed by the blood slayer to become a long knife.

The demon bloody knife!

By forgetting the water of Sichuan, reversing the blue water of the Yellow River into the blood of the river, turning the river into a blood river, forgetting the water of the river, endless, and the river flows under the bridge. How many joys and sorrows the river has sent away, how many exchanges have been sent away Passers-by, no river has more magnificent love and hate than the ones that have been forgotten, and there is no bridge that has more passengers than the bridge.

Naihe Bridge, Forget River.

Wheel circuit, not a knife…

The Gorefiend Monster raised the knife in his hand – letting you run for a lifetime, anyway, you can’t escape the reincarnation…

Swinging the knife… An endless stream of blood rushes away, and countless blood gods in the blood river shuttle and entangle, the countless ghosts and gods that have come to the black tide, the countless souls are involuntarily, to the blood river When he fell, he was swept away by the blood god in the river, and he was swallowed up, and the blood god split into two, and continued to pounce on the next evil spirit.

The ghosts are suffocating, and they are dyed in blood in the blink of an eye.

Only the evil gods will be trapped in the blood river, and be smashed by countless blood gods. He screams and screams and smashes and shakes the blood gods.

The “纣” word of the Wuwen flag sends out countless black light, condensing all the ghosts and gods into one, resisting the bloodlessness of this infinite, with the help of the trend of forgetting the Sichuan, the knife runs through the reincarnation…

The devil turns blood and does not enter the reincarnation.

Evil to rise up the power, tearing open the blood river, this terrifying power forcibly shattered countless blood gods, and shouldered the weight of the Forgotten River, step by step, difficult to bear blood, blood The devil walked.

“The evil of the ancients, the power can be a thousand troops!” The blood-stained demon holds the magic sword and the face is calm, even with appreciation to watch the evil come to God, until the evil step by step, shaking the light of the bridge of Neihe began to tremble Only faintly said: “General, you… not bad!”

The evil roared: “Kill!”

He let go of the hand with a knife in his blood, confessing his chest, hands on the trenches, and smashing his head toward the blood.

The bloody river impacted on his chest, the demonized bloody knife slashed his sword, and he opened his chest. The blood river took the weight of the forgotten river, and the sharpness that could not be seen directly, inserted the evil chest, blood river wear Through the evil chest, every moment of inexhaustible blood and water is taking away the evil power and vitality of evil.

In just a matter of counting time, you can ruin the evil spirits that are tyrannical.

But the head of the evil god of the gods is only a moment…

Under the oracle, the blood but the face was as usual, and the sword of the bloodstain was never pulled out. At this time, the short-lived, short-lived pierced the head of the evil.

The evil of the ancients, the eyes are full of regrets, the gods stay at the top of the blood butcher’s head a little bit, but it is already a scorpio.

The wicked and unremarkable flesh is melted into the endless blood river.

The blood-stained demon took out the magical blood knife, drowned the endless rivers of ghosts and gods, and went backwards to forget the river. He took away the Primordial Spirit of countless evil spirits, and the souls were counted in billions. I’m not in a hurry.

Forgetting the river is still flowing, can not see the previous transformation into a blood river, half-pointed to see the appearance of countless ghosts.

Blood butt to mention the magic of the blood of the god knife … just slightly raised, the opposite of the six days of ghosts, Luo Wei six days felt a suffocation and silence, 纣 绝 绝 绝 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于 终于The knife on the bridge, the silhouette of a sword, the ghosts and ghosts of the gods are his majesty, once he was condemned by the Quartet, the innate gods, the Monster Race, and the fall of this Cruel, can not be the army of ghosts and gods.

They are tyrannical, they blood sacrifice prisoners of war, they slaughter all beings, they can not be powerful.

They wore bronze armor, painted witchcraft, and smeared their body with demon blood. They lived as warriors, died as ghosts, and continued to fight. They took the abandoned aura, barbaric and powerful.

Nowadays, this invincible army, blessed by the ghosts and gods, was defeated by the slaves who had been slain by the pastoral, and was detained by the Emperor of Heaven with the Witch God, and finally lost the invincible fierceness. Juniors, and then forgot the Sichuan terrain to kill countless. Being killed is not terrifying… The army of ghosts and gods of the big business gods is not known how much terrifying, the ferocious Monster Race has been ruined.

But this is not a failure.

Fear is failure…

纣 阴 has seen the fear from the eyes of these witch ghosts.

“Six days of anger, maybe we are really old gods! God, you are not going to represent us for nine days, sweeping us out? But now… you haven’t cleaned us up yet, someone is going to sweep you Yu Wei! Haha… Heavenly Emperor… Emperor Hong! Dijiang… Your Majesty…”

“My Majesty!”

“Why should we abandon us, why should we give up on us!”

“I just can’t forget, I am a witch!”

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The darkness of the land that was smashed by the sinister stunned, like lightning, running through the bridge over the bridge.

Blood butcher turned pale with fright, hurriedly lifted the knife without waiting for his sword to run through the forgetfulness of the river, mobilizing the power of the river, the sword of the enchanted blood knife is easily torn by the shackles, the lightning power of silver is not reduced The tears of the body of the blood, he hurried into a blood shadow, was broken up three points of blood light, the remaining one, but promptly pulled out, hiding in the deep of Wukong.

The blood-scarred roared: “The monkey you just got hanged, I will stop you this time!”

“If I am still a magical blood knife, will you be easily defeated by that old goods?”

Wukong took a stick and broke the silver lightning. He didn’t look back: “Oh! If you have a knife, you won’t lose it?”

The blood-stained words stopped, and then firmly said: “At least three strokes can be supported!”