-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> Taoist is not easy to mess with Chapter 1195 Deceiving Me, Maoshan
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- A piece of land that is not too vast is floating on the sea of ??blood, and the blood in the sea of ??blood is surging and permeating around the land, and there are endless screams and howls in the blood, it seems to be a hell on earth!
This is the hell on earth, the eighteenth floor of hell under the underworld, the copper-smelting hell.
Countless sinners who have committed heinous crimes and have been sentenced to serious crimes have all been imprisoned here, tortured day and night, and will never see their day.
The Eighteenth Hell is the Guantanamo Prison in the United States, where there are many serious criminals who have no hope of escape!
Zhao Fangzhuo frowned, looking around cautiously, there was no Xiang Que around, only countless sinful ghosts looking at him, staring at him, different from other hells, the ghosts and ghosts in the previous hells saw When they arrived at Zhao Fang's table, they were somewhat apprehensive, but in the eighteenth floor of hell, all the sinners showed bloodthirsty and gloomy expressions, and even seemed to have a little desire.
"Where is the person?" Zhao Fangzhuo squinted his eyes and looked around, but Xiang Que seemed to disappear out of thin air, but he just watched him come in.
Zhao Fangzhuo's feeling of ominousness became more and more intense, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly. With his cultivation base so deep, his sense of danger had already been so delicate to the extreme.
"Shua" suddenly, a gap was opened from the top of Zhao Fangzhuo's table without a sound, and a rusty long sword suddenly emerged, and the tip of the sword pierced directly above Zhao Fangzhuo's head.
Zhao Fangzhuo stepped back hastily, and the long sword swept across the bridge of his nose. After Xiang Que's figure was revealed, his body was full of murderous aura and his fighting spirit was rising.
Zhao Fangzhuo's eyes widened in disbelief, and Xiang Que held a long sword in his hand, and said softly: "One sword can kill dragons and snakes"
The sword energy was like a long dragon, and it came to Zhao Fangzhuo magnificently.
"Open" Zhao Fangzhuo took out the summoning flag from his bag to block Xiang Que's sword.
"Two swords open the worldThree rooms weigh ten thousand cattiesNine swords change the situation and skyrocket to 90,000 miles" Xiang Que followed by a sword, and the sword swept the warehouse like a rainbow Zhao Fangzhuo, who was caught in a panic, couldn't guard against it.
After nine swords in a row, Zhao Fangzhuo was shocked. Since the third sword, his Dao Qi has been exhausted. After the sixth sword, Zhao Fangzhuo's chest and abdomen trembled, and his eyes were a little loose. At the ninth sword, the sword energy attacked like a dragon. He, Zhao Fangzhuo's soul-calling flag in his hand was no longer able to block it, and he was thrown out abruptly.
"Plop" Zhao Fangzhuo fell to the ground, a streak of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and the blood flowed continuously.
Xiang Que looked at him coldly: "The world is impermanent, Master Zhao forgive me"
"You, you" Zhao Fangzhuo wiped the corner of his mouth, raised his body and frowned and asked in puzzlement, "Why did you suddenly recover?"
"And why did your yang qi dissipate so much, and your Tao qi exhausted?" Xiang Quedan smiled and said, "I took you around such a big circle, what is it for?"
Xiang Que took Zhao Fangzhuo around the 18th floor of hell for a long time. After this round, Zhao Fangzhuo's yang qi was exhausted, and his dao qi diminished rapidly, just like ordinary people running a 10,000-meter long-distance race , but Xiang Que had recovered his energy to its peak state after this lap.
Eighteen layers of hell, now it's like Xiang Que's back garden!
"Master Zhao, do you know what the biggest difference between me and you is? It's that you're too damn good to pretend, and I've always taken a prudent line. You want to play cat and mouse with me, but I want to take a bite." Bite you to death" Xiang Queping stretched out his long sword, stroked the sword lightly with his right finger, and a drop of blood flowed down the edge of the sword.
Xiang Quejian plunged into the ground, fell to his knees with a "plop", kneeled three times and kowtowed nine times: "Disciple of Gujing Temple, I respectfully invite Bai Qi, the god of killing The soul is back the soul come back"
Xiang Que paid homage with blood, summoning Bai Qi's remnant soul to be born, but this time calling Bai Qi was not under the blue sky and white sun, but in the 18th floor of hell in the underworld.
Bai Qi has only a ray of soul that will last forever between the heaven and the earth. This is really a home game. In the daytime, the killing god's attack is unstoppable, and here it is even more murderous.
On the tip of the long sword, Bai Qi's remnant soul was born proudly, his eyes that wiped out all the common people in the world revealed an extremely strong murderous aura.
In the 18th floor of hell, all the thousands of sinners around looked at Bai Qi, the God of Killing who was standing on tiptoe with the tip of his sword, and instantly prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing their heads and daring not to make any mistakes.
"Roar" Thousands of sinners screamed in unison, and the sound shook the eighteenth floor of the big copper hell, and they were shocked by Bai Qi's birth.
All ghosts worship, not the lords of the eighteenth levels of hell, nor the emperor of the ghost city of Fengdu, nor the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell. Only one person can be called the God of Killing?? White up.
Bai Qi couldn't even look at Wan Gui who was worshiping in his eyes. He stared coldly at Zhao Fangzhuo who was on the ground, and said one word calmly with his hands behind his back: "cut"
Bai Qi's remnant soul stretched out his hand forward, condensed his energy into a sword, and swung it away.
Zhao Fangzhuo smiled miserably, raised his head and said: "The world is out of my generation, once I entered the rivers and lakes, I was in the middle of chatting and laughing I lose because I am drunk in life"
Bai Qi swung his sword, the sword energy billowed, and when it hit Zhao Fangzhuo, he seemed to have run out of oil, and he couldn't bear the thought of struggling again.
The demeanor of the "poof" sword made Zhao Fangzhuo's eyes dim and distracted instantly, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth.
"Shua" Bai Qi's remnant soul suddenly dispersed and disappeared again.
Zhao Fangzhuo fell to the ground, closed his eyes tightly, and three feet above his head, a wisp of dead soul seemed to emerge gradually.
At this time, a slow voice suddenly came from a distance from the eighteenth floor of hell.
"go back¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"
The dead soul behind Zhao Fangzhuo's body was abruptly blocked back to the body by the sound of going back.
"Shua" Xiang Que turned his head, pursed his lips, frowned and remained silent.
"His lifespan shouldn't end just like this, the underworld can't take it in." The voice suddenly sighed, and said helplessly: "I'm also doing it for your own good, the head of Maoshan, can you afford to die at your hands? Rao passed him through."
Xiang Que said indifferently: "If I forgive him, there will be endless troubles and troubles for myself. Believe it or not, if I were lying there, he would definitely not forgive me. As for whether I can bear it or not, Then take it, at least I don¡¯t care now.¡±
"Can't you give me a piece of thin noodles?" The voice said a little annoyed.
Xiang Que pursed his lips, and said helplessly, "I have seen King Taishan."
The ten halls of Yama and the seventh hall of Taishan King Dong guard the eighteenth floor of hell.
"It's good to know. Even if the head of Maoshan survives this time, his cultivation will be almost useless. You don't have to worry about anything. I just don't want you to be unable to bear this karma." The voice continued: "There will be more in the future Don't bring disputes to the eighteenth level of hell, the map of the ten halls of Yan Luo's prison is for you, understand?"
"Only this once" Xiang Que said with his hands clasped.
If you like Taoist priests, please collect them: Taoist priests are not easy to mess with, and the update speed is the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page