Author: Guiwo Penglai

"roar--"

The nine-headed demon dragon suddenly appeared, and its ferocious posture was flaunting under the half-black and half-white sky. The black scales reflected cold light, and their wide wings blocked their sight. As it roared wildly, the world was shattered in the tremor.

The sword demon, who fought with the Buddha Sword, swept across the demon sword, and the pale flame swept across, devouring all the vitality along the way. The Buddha Sword had to swing the sword to protect himself, while the sword demon took the opportunity to escape from the battle circle and return to the demon dragon.

The sword also picked up eight wingless cicadas at the same time, but the last one was still pierced into the shoulder blade, and retreated quickly with a muffled groan.

On the other side, strange masks were flying around the saint, some were squirting the wind, some squirting water, and some spitting sand. The three-mouth group was beaten to the point of being beaten with no extreme emotions. Fortunately, the demon dragon appeared, and the saint immediately stopped chasing, which allowed them to recover.

She fell gracefully under the dragon's wings, and knelt devoutly on the ground, like a princess caught by a dragon in a fairy tale, but everyone knew that she volunteered to commit evil.

The demon dragon lowered his song and spit out a shallow breath. The female ghost on the ground suddenly moaned in pain, and then her skin was torn off by invisible force. The pale skin stained by blood and tears slowly flew over, gradually hardening in the air, and finally became a terrifying mask filled with resentment and hatred, like a human and a snake, and came to the hand of the saint.

The saint thanked the demon dragon happily again. Holding the ghost face, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, which actually surpassed the sword in one fell swoop, as if not inferior to the cruel sword demon.

"It seems that you are the mastermind behind all this, but I don't know that there are powerful demons like you in the alien demon world." The righteous side also gathered again, headed by Su Huanzhen, confronting the demon dragon with amazing dragon power.

The demon dragon did not react immediately, and the nine long necks shaking made a jingle sound. Then everyone saw that several wingless cicadas were shaking away by hard dragon scales.

Faced with the murderer who killed his younger brother's family, Chou Luo Anchen could not contain his hatred and directly took action to pay for his blood debt. However, this top assassination technique for dealing with humans turned out to be ineffective in front of the monster for the first time!

In front of everyone, the demon dragon's body quickly shrank and turned into a human form. When he took off his helmet, he revealed a face that was extremely familiar to everyone, and greeted him in a voice that was extremely familiar to everyone, most of them were shocked.

"Why pretend to be ignorant? Haven't you doubted me for a long time?"

The demon, who looked exactly like the late Penglai Cyclops, showed a malicious smile on his face. His sticky tone seemed provocative and flirting. He turned around several times before Yingying spit out the name: "Su Huanzhen."

"You are lying! You are not the master! I understand, you are the thief who stole the master's body!" Yuan'er jumped up excitedly and immediately attacked the demon.

Another bomb detonated in everyone's hearts, making people fascinated and dizzy.

Yunmengzhou's body was stolen?

However, those who are smart-minded have a more suspicious level of doubt. The formations of large and small set up on the Cliff are simply solid. Who can steal the body of the celestialis quietly?

Unless that person knows the defensive formation well, or the person who seems to have died has never died at all?

The demon ignored everyone with mixed thoughts and only smiled at Yuan'er, "Good disciple, I won't recognize you as my master if I haven't seen you for a few days? Kowtow quickly and admit your mistake, otherwise you will be angry!"

Yuan'er was so angry that she jumped up and pulled up the Buddha Jianfen's hand beside her and said loudly: "You demon dare to lie in front of my father's kiss!"

The demon was playing with the black recorder in his hand, and looked surprised when he heard this, and said, "Silly disciple, what nonsense are you talking about? Where is your father here?"

Are you blind? Isn’t my father kissing me right next to me?

Yuan'er was about to speak when he suddenly heard the exclamations of everyone around him. He turned his head in confusion and found that there was still somewhere beside him who was dressed like snow and said the Buddha's sword with solemn appearance, which was solemn and beautiful.

I saw that he had no skin, his blood-red muscles and pale muscles were exposed, his whole body was twisted into twists, his big mouth was cracked to the ears, his sharp fangs were exposed, and his head was wriggling short gray tentacles, his eight eyes were inlaid in the position of his head, his eyes were turning wildly, and he stared at him collectively as he looked over, shooting out fierce light.

This is not his father's relative, it is clearly a terrifying monster!

Yuan'er was so scared that she screamed and was about to escape, but found that his hand was tightly wrapped by the soft and smooth tentacles like starfish, and could not be pulled out at all. The damp and hot mucus dripped down her palms, feeling disgusting and terrifying, and she wanted to vomit!

"Help! What's going on?!"

The young child screamed in horror and cut through the air. Qin Jiaoxian and his two younger brothers comforted him repeatedly: "This must be a trick that the devil can do!"

After all, the Buddha Sword said that he was still standing there, and in a blink of an eye it turned into this monster. No matter how you think it was all the magic of the devil. However, so many people, no one noticed the activation of the magic. The Buddha Sword said that as a Buddhist monk and with a holy weapon and a Buddhist certificate to protect his body, how could he easily get involved in the magic?

Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked again. The monster still looked like that terrifying, which made Qin Feixian silent.

At this time, a sound of piano broke the silence, ancient and solemn, which was the music of ancient people worshiping gods.

"The sky gate is wide open, and I ride on the mysterious clouds. Let the wind be the pioneers, and let the rain sprinkle dust..."

The mysterious song spread out, and gradually created a vague and majestic phantom in everyone's hearts. This is the god who is in charge of life, death, life and death, and the Grand Master's Destiny, which is exactly the same as the blue-robed zither who does not reveal his true appearance.

The clouds gathered in all directions, and wisps of air gathered between the sky and the earth, and the drizzled raindrops then fell down. The monsters in the rain seemed to faded paintings, and the ink flowed down, gradually revealing the original image inside.

The Buddha's sword said it was always there.

At this time, he was chanting the scriptures with one hand and his palms up and his eyes closed. He was chanting the Mantra of Rebirth.

When Yuan'er saw that the hand that was holding her turned back into the human palm, she immediately rushed over happily and hugged him tightly, calling her father-in-law. Su Huanzhen and Tan Wuyu had a gloomy face and were not happy because of the magic being broken.

Qin Jiaoxian came over and asked quietly. Su Huanzhen was silent for a moment before sighing: "From the beginning, we were trapped by the devil..."

The world of consciousness is without mountains. The people in it are all conscious bodies. The heavier the sins, the heavier the body. Like the father of the feather man Fei's father, Kui Liao, who stole such a thief with a very evil thief, after death, his consciousness was directly pressed into the quicksand by the heavy sins, and then blocked in the cave forever, with only one head exposed.

After the union of the mountain and the present world merge, the new world has both physical and conscious natures. The sins of the people trapped in it will be manifested and their image will be changed.

Qin Jiaoxian said in confusion: "Then why haven't we changed?"

Although he is the right path in the Central Plains, he never denies his sins.

"It's that saint. She wanted to control us as secret weapons before, so of course she wouldn't turn us into monsters." Tan Wuyu said coldly.

So that's it, Qin Jiaoxian nodded, but so what?

Su Huanzhen's face was tense, "Do you still remember the monsters wandering the streets during the day in the Hill of Silence?"

"Those weak chickens, I can beat me..." Seeing Su Huan's face really hard to see, Qin Fuxian frowned and stopped, and a bad premonition slowly emerged in his heart.

Tan Wuyu said with a dark face: "We thought those monsters created by the magic of darkness, but Yan Qingcheng was confined to the dark night, and those monsters in the daytime who looked ugly but were not much stronger than ordinary people..."

In Qin Jiaoxian's sudden wide eyes, Tan Wuyu gritted his teeth and said, "They are obviously the people in Chunlin realm..."

A thunder streaked across Qin Fuxian's mind. He recalled that he had seen those monsters in the early days when he brought his younger brother to investigate. He also kissed, killed, no, little...

"All of those are..." The first debater in the bitter realm trembled involuntarily, as if he was in the ice and snow of the cold winter month.

Yue Caizi's answer shattered his last fantasy.

"Yes, those guys who look like monsters are actually all ordinary people!"

The copy is almost over. I thought I could finish it quickly, but the more I ended, the more I couldn't write it... (Escape from the lid of the pot)
Chapter completed!