The roar was loud, like a dragon roaring for nine days.

While questioning the barbarian, the body of the king of spears was pulled up, the iron spear broke its back and went straight into the air, and the spear pointed directly at a certain place on the earth.

"Whoever you are, come out for me!"

"Almost, come out. ”

The Spear King really moved the killing thoughts, and the barbarian venerable opened his mouth in time to call, and in an instant, the spirit appeared in place without any clues, his body was still so rickety, his face was still so obscene, and the willow leaves on his face were broken and withered, and only a few corners remained on the sideburns and ears. Correspondingly, Lady Kugu's wail gradually fell, and she slowly fell silent with scars and blood on her head and face.

He did not die, but his spiritual platform was severely frustrated, and his spirit was extremely weak, like a person with nervous problems who went crazy until he was exhausted and fell asleep, and his consciousness was blurred.

What's going on?

Witnessing the whole process, in the face of such an incredible scene, the demons were more shocked than angry, more confused than frightened, and they couldn't give birth to a heart of revenge.

At this moment, they just want to know the answer.

"What's going on?" the iron spear pointed at the top of the spirit machine's head, and the gun king's face sank like iron.

"The spirit is not afraid of artistic conception by nature, and is not afraid of any artistic conception. Manzun replied truthfully.

"How is that possible!" the demons were shocked, and countless eyeballs burst into flames.

"Little Lao'er just has a little special blood, and when he enters the earth, his spirit melts into the ground, and he is not known. The inspiration spoke, and his expression was as humble as ever.

Everyone understood what that meant, but they couldn't believe it.

What is the mood?

It is a feeling, a thought, a thought, a thousand changes, a thousand forms, like a human palm print. No one will be exactly the same as the other. However, fundamentally speaking, no matter whose artistic conception or how many artistic conceptions, the essence is the rule.

The monk's perception of the artistic conception is actually to penetrate some of the rules of the worldly realm, so that it can be integrated with oneself and used for oneself is the true meaning of the heavenly and human realm. If you go further, apply the artistic conception to others. It is equivalent to using their own rules to suppress and control each other, and they are invincible.

In contrast, Mrs. Arraku uses foreign objects to carry obsessions, and the fallen leaves take people's lives, but they fall into inferiority.

"Madame wants to kill me, you can do it with a snap of your fingers, but you use the artistic conception, and it is attached to the leaves. Madame regards my body as the earth, and the leaves fall into roots to take away its strength. But if I do become the earth, you will take it. ”

Leaves fall back to the roots?

Isn't that looking for death?

By now, even those monks who have not cultivated to become gods have understood that Lady Asoku was not attacked as the Gun King said, but because her belly was not big enough and she was blown up alive. It's like a river swallowing up the sea, and the result can only be to prevent it from collapsing and becoming a part of the sea, and to hurt people with a knife. As a result, not only could not cut the other party, but also broke the knife. The bullet hurt his hand and broke his heart.

Should I take revenge on Lady Argu?

The demons looked at each other blankly. is as fierce as a demon, and he is embarrassed to say that there is anything wrong with the spiritual wit.

"Madame's Taoism is profound, her magical powers are powerful, and she is bold and arbitrary, but"

Raise your hand to cast spells. The barbarian Zun arranged a layer of Yuan Qi shield armor on the body of the spirit machine, and then turned to look at the Lady of Huanggu, who was still unable to get up on the prostrate ground, and sighed softly.

"Not so lucky. ”

"Does His Holiness remember that a moment ago, Lu had just talked about the aftermath of Lingnan. ”

"Yes. ”

"Since His Holiness knows the Dao. The spirit belongs to the door of the mountain king"

"The deity knows what you want to say. ”

The barbarian was impatient to talk like this, and said: "The spirit comes with the deity, and the deity doesn't care, what are you worried about?"

The demons were stunned and didn't know how to respond.

The palace elder glanced at the little palace master and said with difficulty: "Your Holiness may not know the Dao yet, Mr. Thirteen has a close relationship with the throne, and if this matter is publicized in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult for us to deal with it." ”

Manzun sneered and said mockingly: "If you are stupid, don't learn other people's tricks, if the little palace master is dragged into the water, the old palace master will never spare you." ”

The elder's face was slightly red, and the little palace master was confused, and couldn't help but ask, "What are you talking about? What do you mean by dragging me into the water?"

"He wants you to come out and be the family. Yan Meng explained, feeling that it was not worth it for the little palace master, and reached out to pull her hand.

"You subordinates, you are not kind. ”

"Stop!"

The little palace master was shocked, and he retreated again and again without forgetting to warn, shouting: "You, stay away from me." ”

What kind of trouble is this? The demons were stunned, thinking in their hearts that the little palace master secretly had a strange treasure to protect himself, how could he be afraid of that stupid girl?

Nowadays, strange things happen one after another, and the demon cultivators are not as cunning and deceitful as the spiritual cultivators, and there are too many accidents, and they all feel that their brains are not enough.

"Are you stupid? Don't you want to kill the demon mosquitoes?"

Also puzzled was the Barbarian Venerable, who looked at the Spear King with mocking and puzzled eyes, and said, "Do you think that if you gather all the demon cultivators, you can confront the demon mosquito head-on, and you can fight it all in one battle?"

The Gun King shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Lu has the audacity to guess, even if the ancestor is here, I am afraid he can't say this." ”

The barbarian became more and more puzzled, and said, "Then what are you hesitating about? Ready-made talents don't need it, so they have to kill themselves?"

The Gun King said, "Can you ask me, what method does this spiritual Taoist friend use to attract the demon mosquito into shares?"

Before the spirit could speak, the barbarian asked first: "Are you afraid that he will make trouble, or do you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

The Gun King shook his head again and said firmly, "Neither. ”

Manzun cut off and said, "Do what you have to do, and you will naturally know when the time comes." ”

The Gun King hesitated and said, "Get rid of the order to take the throne, and Mr. Thirteen's oath, Lu is worried that there will be trouble in the future." ”

"Idiot, he won't be as stupid as you!"

The barbarian scolded angrily, waved his hand and said, "That's it, Xiao Shisanlang's side, the deity will bear it." ”

When these words were spoken, all the demon cultivators who heard them bowed their heads in shame, and no one could say anything more. The Gun King took a deep breath, first looked around, then raised his hand and clenched his fist, solemnly saluting the barbarian and the spirit.

"The matter has come to this point, the only way to get rid of the Venerable and Taoist friends, if there is trouble in the future, Lu is willing to share it with the Venerable. ”

"If you want to be a good person, just say it. There's no need to be cowardly. With this kung fu, it's better to think about how to quickly respond to that group of demon cubs, and when they are dead, the gods can't think of a way. ”

The barbarian sneered and sneered, indignant at his previous failure to see through the true face of the demon cultivator, and muttered secretly.

"It's not just brain-breaking. I still like to pretend, and I don't pretend to be like the demon cultivation at the beginning, if this is the case, how can I occupy half of the spiritual cultivation? One generation is not as good as the next? Well, this is a good thing. ”

It was obviously humiliating, and no one in the group of demons was embarrassed to open their mouths to fight back, so they had no choice but to silently vent their strength on the demon mosquitoes, strengthen the offensive, and step up their efforts to move forward in the established direction.

Someone didn't agree.

"I know the way!"

"Do you know the way?"

Looking at the little palace master who suddenly jumped out, the barbarian was inexplicable.

"What do you know?"

"I know the battle of the new era. Spirituality is what will fail. ”

"Is it hehe, for what?" Manzun sneered, following the words of the little palace master, the surrounding demons looked worried, for fear that the little palace master would say something ridiculous, but it was not good, and he didn't dare to stop it.

"It's not that the demon cultivator was stronger than it is now, but because of the spiritual cultivation himself. ”

The little palace master was not stage frightened at all, and Zhenzhen said: "The whole spiritual cultivation is wise. You are clever at scheming, and the way of mental art is more than one step better than that of demon cultivation; Everyone is smart, everyone is too smart, smart is mistaken by smart, and no one obeys anyone. ”

The brute opened his mouth in astonishment, not knowing what to say.

Raising his finger and pointing at the Manzun, the little palace master said, "The Nine Venerables of the Daoist Academy." You have always been considered the most reckless, and today's events have shown that you are very cunning, much more cunning than most demon cultivators. ”

"The barbarian did not get angry, but on the contrary seemed to understand something. His eyes slowly darkened.

The little palace master said: "Before the end of the country and the extinction of the species, the interest in spiritual self-fighting is far greater than that of the outside world, which is the reason why you failed at the beginning and were able to stabilize the battle line at the end. ”

Not only the barbarian respect, but even the surrounding demon cultivators were stupid, and they all looked at their palace masters with admiration and satisfaction, and sighed in their hearts: There are successors to the Demon Palace, and my generation is lucky.

"One spiritual cultivator is a dragon, three spiritual cultivators are worms, if there are more, seven or eight spiritual cultivators gather together, and they are at least divided into three or four camps inside, how can they be undefeated!"

Becoming more and more proud, the little palace master puffed up his chest proudly, and said word by word: "My brother told me that if human beings want to be stable for a long time, the truth must and can only be in the hands of a few people."

"Poof!" the demons collectively choked, but they didn't drink water, but they were angry.

"What's wrong?" the little palace master was a little dazed.

"Giggles, brother, giggles" found that someone was more cute than herself, and the cute girl couldn't help but reach out again.

"Go away!" the little palace master screamed

"Get out of the way!"

Tens of thousands of miles away, the purple-red light instantly penetrated the sea of mosquitoes, and Thirteen Lang crashed headlong into the brilliant pillar.

"What to do"

Huo Linglong questioned angrily, and suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking. Behind him, the extraordinary and dirty passages both changed color, and their bodies swept away as they let out an exclamation.

"Be careful!"

Four people assaulted, four people took turns to fight against the mosquito pillar, and the four people steadily advanced for thousands of miles, this is the ninth time, and the fire girl is the third time.

Actually, it can't be called an accident. The four of them all knew in their hearts that only by coming into contact with the mosquito king and fighting with him could they really test the strength of the demon mosquito, and then estimate the difficulty of the army. On the other hand, in the face of this elite and powerful team, the demon mosquito is also testing them, looking for weaknesses in order to break through.

Both sides were strong and both sides were able to endure until the ninth collision, when the unexpected finally came.

The mosquito pillar was like a wolf's fang, hissing and ghost howling rolled up layers of substantial ripples, always hitting the Lingtai Zhihai; in the face of this situation, the ordinary monk said that he confronted the mosquito pillar head-on, and he could not even keep his mind awake.

Huo Linglong can, but she can't see through the inside of the demon mosquito until Thirteen Lang rushes over.

In the line of sight, the on-demand three-headed silver mosquito exploded out of thin air, and a golden glow burst inside, and behind the light, no, under the cover of the golden mang, four dark and cold eyes appeared.

Four eyes and two pupils, indescribably dark and viscous, only mocking, all contemptuous, four eyes looking at the successful first Thirteen Lang, can actually make a sound.

"Human, the deity has endured you for a long time, and has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"I know. ”

Thirteen Lang's eyes were solemn, his voice was still calm, his hands were open and closed, and he hugged the moon into his arms,

"Me too. ”

(To be continued......)