The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The rain of blood spread all over the sky, and the people below, even if they held up the magic weapon, blocked the rain of blood.

But the blood seemed to be alive, constantly impacting the light emitted by the magic weapon, and began to make harsh screams.

It was like the howling screams of evil spirits, and the lamas underneath were dizzy.

"Demon and evil means will kill you today." The lamas below were very upset by the rain of blood, and they roared wildly.

Xiao Chen took off the gourd on his neck, enlarged it, and sat on it. After all, he couldn't fly in the air yet.

Xiao Chen held Duguxue with his left hand, put his right hand on his leg, and beat his knee rhythmically.

This laid-back appearance is very much like an old father with a child basking in the sun.

"Can your Buddha save you?" Xiao Chen asked with a smile as he looked at the golden Buddha that reached a height of 100 meters.

"Amitabha, Buddha can save anyone in the world." Master Wuwen folded his hands together.

"Oh, interesting, there has never been a so-called Buddha, dare to say such things in front of me."

Xiao Chen snapped his fingers.

"Blood burst." His lips opened slightly and said these two words softly.

The blood that screamed and twisted suddenly exploded like that, without any signs.

It came so suddenly and so violently.

The scarlet color exploded like that.

Turned into bright roses, blooming quietly.

The blood-colored flowers slowly rendered a magnificent sea of ​​flowers.

They are like winding red snakes, staggering and crawling along the pale sky.

Slowly slid to the tip of the **** of death, drank the warm red wine, slowly savored the desperate soul and cried.

When the blood of the living and the flesh of the dead melted together, the pure white that appeared in the sky was instantly dyed into a brilliant red.

People who fled far away saw the red-stained sky, they stopped and watched the cruel and beautiful scene.

Xiao Chen's black pupils became deep, looking straight at it as if he would fall into the abyss.

The corner of Xiao Chen's mouth was slightly aroused at some unknown time.

Xiao Chen moved his fingers lightly, and a puff of blood floated from a distance, gently wrapped around the fingers.

"Look, your Buddha can't save you, nor can they save them."

Xiao Chen drifted down slowly, before the only remaining Master Wuwen.

Although the huge golden Buddha was exploded with blood, half of its body was lost.

But after all, this was a great supernatural power of a **** level, and Master Wuwen survived.

"You're a kind of evildoer." Seeing Xiao Chen's blood-colored pupils gradually returning to normal, the voice of Master Wuwen was a little trembling.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and laughed, revealing his zombie teeth.

"I am a happy little zombie, little zombie..." Xiao Chen twisted the python dance nervously.

"A wicked evildoer like you dared to walk grandiosely under the scorching sun, seeing the righteousness of the world as nothing. Today, Lao Na has tried his best to get rid of you."

Master Wuwen's face was full of righteousness, and suddenly he patted his big bald head with one hand.

The bald head was photographed with several cracks in an instant, and hot blood poured out wildly.

The blood of the old monk was actually golden, exuding a strong atmosphere of demon sacrificing.

The golden blood instantly dyed the old monk's whole body golden.

It made him look like the legendary arhat in the golden body of surrendering demons, majestic and mighty.

Xiao Chen's eyes slanted, probably because of the nature of a zombie, he was a little disgusted with this breath.

"What kind of moves is Nima?" Xiao Chen muttered inwardly.

I thought that the old monk was going to work hard, but the next operation stunned Xiao Chen.

The old monk actually ran away. Yes, he really ran away.

His bluffing golden arhat was just a guise. He used blood to perform the blood escape technique and ran away.

This operation is so fluent, it is simply a textbook for escape.

"Your grandma has a leg, no wonder your Buddha doesn't bless you."

Xiao Chen couldn't help but gave a thumbs up. Such shamelessness is still rare.

The blood escaped for thousands of miles in a flash, and it was impossible to catch up.

"Mmp, let Lao Tzu meet you again, first take half of your blood and let you escape with blood."

Xiao Chen muttered in a huff and walked not far away. The boss, the boy from the Long family, and the honest boy who was knocked out were all lying there.

Heifeng sat dissatisfied with the young master of the Long Family.

Just now Xiao Chen motioned to Black Wind to take these three guys away, so as not to be bombed to death.

Xiao Chen looked at the young master of the Long Family, and said with a smile: "Eat quickly, you can leave only after eating."

After the explosion just now, the hapless guy shuddered all over when he saw Xiao Chen.

I have been in the family for a long time, how can I ever see such a **** scene?

"I'll give you an idea. If you transform yourself, your physical fitness will be greatly improved. Maybe it's okay to eat so many spirit stones!"

Xiao Chen cheerfully grabbed a handful of spirit stones and shook them.

Xiao Chen wasn't talking nonsense. Lingshi was the crystallization of aura, not a carrier for storing aura.

The spiritual stone consumed by the monk's cultivation is completely disappeared, rather than taking time out of the contents.

This means that the spirit stone can actually be digested, of course, provided that it is not overwhelmed by the spirit and indigestion.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, let... I..." the little master said shivering.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and pointed at Heifeng: "Dead pig, you come to feed it."

Heifengle's Pidianpidian, just happened to be in a bad mood by Brother Chen!

He is not a human race, and he does not have much sympathy for the human race.

Heifeng didn't know where he took out a funnel, inserted it into Young Master Long's mouth, and then threw the spirit stones into the funnel one by one, playing with it.

Every time a spirit stone was dropped, the poor child shook his whole body.

Xiao Chen slammed his fists on the eyes of the Xing simple and honest boy, and woke him up: "Okay, get out."

The honest young man covered his eyes with a grievance on his face.

Looking at the empty surroundings, the honest young man asked, "Brother master, where are those great lamas?"

"An old monk ran away, and the rest died."

"Puff..." The honest boy almost didn't spray out a mouthful of old blood.

"These lamas are not vegetarian, and one of them was run away. They will definitely come to trouble you."

"Oh!" Xiao Chen said coldly, and lifted the boss's collar.

The honest young man stood up helplessly, ready to discuss with Tsing Yi Hou.

These lamas are very difficult, and they must report their teeth, saying they are monks, but their hostility is heavier than anyone else.

If you really come here, I don't know how much trouble it will be.

The boss was trembling all over when Xiao Chen grabbed his collar.

His regretful intestines are all blue now, not only missed thousands of purple spirit stones, but also offended a murderer.

"I don't bother to say anything to you. To answer honestly, I won't make it difficult for you." Xiao Chen continued to ask: "The little bell grass, where did you find it."