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- The golden blood of gods and Buddhas, the vow to kill
The vertical and horizontal sword energy was as cold as the wind in the twelfth lunar month. In the demonic path, the backs of so many people were pressed against each other like ice, and they were completely chilled!
For one hundred and eighty years, they have not left Kunlun.
That person is still as terrifying as the rumors say. []
It¡¯s just a piece of letterhead.
It actually hides the sword energy that can kill the top masters.
If it weren¡¯t for the magician¡¯s neck being as flexible as a snake, he would have had his head cut open and he would have died.
Suddenly, after recovering from the blow, the magician shouted: "I can't believe that the golden sword in white has also learned to use his mind!" But so what? I'm still standing here alive! "
"You are too forgetful!" Ouyang Feihe mocked: "In front of the Dashan Pass, a sword was swung out, and the sword energy spread for several miles. All those who were hit spurted out blood and died. The blood spurted into the air that day and gathered into rain. The sky was like It's dark and lightless, and the ground is bleeding like a stream. Have you forgotten this scene? You are still a shy turtle, and you didn't dare to go there back then!"
Ouyang Feihe cursed out in relief, and many senior members of the Demonic Way trembled for it.
Back then, they were just teenagers who had just started to learn the magic way. They were not qualified to stand at the forefront of the battlefield and fight. They were just brought there to experience the brutal battle between good and evil, so as to temper themselves.
That young man who was about the same age as them stood in front of the Hengjian Pass, blocking the majestic appearance of a million-strong army. The sharp edge of the sword, the sight of the rain of blood, the blood spurting, the people howling, no matter who you are, you can't stop it. Live the sword of the white golden sword.
No matter how high your realm is, you can't hold back the blood that spurts out from the wound. One spurt can reach a height of several feet, and hundreds of people are spraying blood simultaneously.
Before death, desperate howls and curses.
This kind of cruelty that had never been seen before scared many people into stupidity and dementia. After returning to the devil's path, many people were often woken up in the middle of the night.
An old man seemed to be pulled back to the battlefield and howled uncontrollably, "He is not a human being, he is definitely not a human being! Run away, run away!"
There were no other signs. The old man fell directly to the ground. The people next to him checked it out and exclaimed: "He died of anger. No way, he was scared to death!"
One hundred and eighty years later, I was scared to death.
Yao Tong went crazy. Wasn't that scene really too tragic? It left such a big psychological shadow on this person who was scared to death.
That man in Kunlun with a white robe and a golden sword must be such a fierce man!
How brutal was the bloody battle back then? I really regret that I wore it one hundred and eighty years too late. Almost all the younger generations of the righteous people have such thoughts.
But on the Demonic side, there was completely no sound.
The dead old man has become an elder of a sect. Such a way of death has made the entire sect lose face and the entire demonic path is extremely depressed.
This damn Kunlun White Golden Sword is like a mountain that hangs over the heads of people in the devil's path!
"So what about the golden sword in white clothes? It's not like he hasn't dared to step out of Kunlun for 180 years. There are countless people in the world who can deal with him!" the magician said angrily.
"It's a pity that you are not among them!" Yao Tong said slowly, and Wu De repeated it loudly. Suddenly, there were bursts of snickers in the righteous path. A righteous path leader laughed and said: "This answer is really amazing!"
Ouyang Feihe mocked: "I don't mind if you bark a few more times before you die, keep barking! Hey, that's weird, why aren't you bleeding like crazy?"
As soon as the words fell, the magician let out a miserable howl, but it was at the base of his ears, and a pillar of blood suddenly shot up into the sky.
In Yao Tong¡¯s eyes, it is just like a fountain.
Many demons sighed together. Even though the magician escaped from the sword energy, he still could not escape the end of death.
But this blood shocked both good and evil spirits.
It turned out not to be bright red like ordinary people, but mixed with a touch of gold. Immediately, Taoist He exclaimed: "Golden blood of gods and Buddhas, this magician is a descendant of gods and Buddhas!"
Half a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, the blood completely spurted out.
Many people were looking forward to the fall of the magician, but he stood strong and finally said in a low voice: "It turns out that the blood flowing all over the body is like this; the white clothes and the golden sword are so kind. I will kill as many Kunlun disciples as I can." , can I repay you; little Wu De, within a year, I will kill you with my own hands, so that the white-robed golden sword can see that he is nothing in front of the descendants of gods and Buddhas!"
How many people were surprised that he didn¡¯t die even after all the blood was shed. "Immortal body!" Wu De and Yao Tong immediately understood that this must be one of the four magician brothers.
Ouyang Feihe and others are not sure about this magician. He will not die even if the blood bleeds out.??Beyond their knowledge.
Some people in the magic path cheered, "The myth of the golden sword in white has been broken, haha, this sword energy is not invincible!" The magician pursued the victory and said: "Not only do I want to kill Wu De, I also want to kill him White clothes and golden sword, if something hadn't happened back then, how could Shuzi have become so famous today!"
Yao Tong slowly narrated, and Wu De shouted again: "Is it amazing to have strong lung function? Blow, blow to death! Spare the common people in this world, you have blown the sky, who will repair it!"
Zhengdao suddenly burst into laughter, and someone fanned the flames and said: "Laugh, laugh!"
The magician wanted to answer something, but he was drowned in the roar of laughter like a huge wave. Just a sword energy made this magician deaf, and they were truly face to face. The chance of winning for this magician was very small in the eyes of the righteous people!
When the laughter stopped, Wu De shouted again, "The descendants of gods and Buddhas are amazing, but it doesn't matter if the gods and Buddhas are in person. The gods and Buddhas have disappeared from the world for countless thousands of years. Your ancestors still don't know what they are doing in heaven. Don't He is a little god who cleans toilets, and he comes here to pretend to be big! Tell me the name of your ancestor!"
"How can a junior like you desecrate the glory of the Erawan Buddha!" ??The magician was very angry!
The words Yao Tong opened and closed his mouth made Wu De surprised, but he still repeated them, "It turns out that he is the descendant of Brahma, an old bastard! I thought he was the descendant of some god and Buddha who was so unsatisfactory, marrying It¡¯s a little abnormal to give birth to the offspring of my own daughter who is a genius in eloquence! Even a mere immortal is arrogant in front of me! Do you think I can¡¯t see it?¡±
The magician was completely shocked.
How could an ordinary monk know the name of his ancestor Brahma? As for the fact that his ancestor married his own daughter, even he didn't know, and he even knew that he was immortal.
"How did you know?" The magician couldn't help but ask, and the magician had great doubts about Wu De's identity.
"Junior brother, how do you know?" Wu De was also curious.
Yao Tong was a little ashamed. He had read too many books in his previous life. He had never thought of the origin of the Erawan Buddha. He just remembered it by chance. It seemed that a god in Hinduism was later included in Buddhism. In his previous life, he saw Some of the miscellaneous books came in handy.
"Don't think that you are the only one with an origin!" Wu De repeated it again.
The magician was shocked again. Now it seems that he is afraid that Wu De is also a descendant of the Holy Land or a descendant of gods and Buddhas, and he hides it very deeply.
"Are you going to kill me? I, Wu De, also made an oath today. Where is Headmaster Murong? Please come forward and let everyone take a look. In order to marry Headmaster Murong's granddaughter, I, Wu De, made an oath. I swear that I will use the magician¡¯s dog-head as a dowry to marry Headmaster Murong¡¯s granddaughter!¡±
Murong Qiudi was really helpless. He was just watching the show, but he was also hit by an arrow.
However, in order to cooperate with Wu De and avoid suspicion from the right people, he waved his four granddaughters and filed out, wearing the same clothes as yesterday.
Sure enough, each has its own characteristics.
They each introduced: "Little girl White Crane, Black Eagle, Green Bird, Green Pheasant"
Yao Tong turned his head slightly and asked Wu De to pick up a crooked poem:
"The white crane nourishes the black eagle's fiber,
The green bird is enchanting and the green pheasant is beautiful.
"I swear to get the magician's dog head,"
In exchange for a night's sleep in a sweet boudoir. "
This poem is indeed crooked. Wu De said with a sad face: "Junior brother, you must have deliberately harmed me. From now on, my reputation will be completely ruined, and Senior Sister Su will not let me go!"
Yao Tong said angrily: "What are you afraid of? It's important. Tell me quickly. Headmaster Murong had a long talk with me last night. He is eager to hold his great-grandson. In order to prevent these four stunning beauties from being lonely in their boudoir every night, I decided to The dog's head will definitely be taken from you, Supreme Mage, please wash your neck!"
The two sides, good and evil, once again clashed. The magician wanted to kill Wu De with his own hands within a year. Wu De was even more arrogant. He actually wanted to take the magician's dog head within a month and use it as a betrothal gift to marry four charming beauties.
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