MTL - Late Night Tales Of The Capital-Chapter 138 One inch and one thunder

The black robe that came from the wind and broke the wind, one person called Cao Xue, one person called gratitude.

The teenager who broke into the Guandi Temple with a negative knife, the leader was Chen Chenchen.

The black robe is a practitioner who has only entered the magic road. It is not from the pure black valley. This time, it is to match the magical species lurking in the cultivation of the sect. The youngsters from this group of knives are from the broken Wangling. It may be coincidence or fate. When Feng Leige was attacked by Ye Yunhai, Broken Wangling also suffered an invasion of the outside world.

Within half a day of the Broken Wangling, the blood flowed into a river, and finally only a few young disciples who were reduced to low.

Because the location of the Broken Wangling is very close to the Zen Mountain, only a cliff is separated, so Chen Chenchen brought his own younger brothers to the Bo Xue Temple, thinking that he could temporarily avoid the Mozu in the temple. Sharp. Who can think that the snow in this Zen Mountain is too big, and it has lost its way. It is hard to find the fire to come to this Guandi Temple. The practitioners who have encountered the same difficulties have also got a boiled snow temple. Bad news for the door.

Both Cao Xue and Xie Yi are in a state of half-steplessness. In the Broken Wangling, it is already a big killing, and the whole person’s magic is strong.

It’s not just them. If you look down the entire county of Youbei, you will find that the faint darkness of the atmosphere is already looming over the entire secluded north. More than a dozen of the last sacred sects have been invaded to varying degrees. Some of the sects have been completely destroyed. Some of the sects are like birds and beasts, each fleeing, and some of the sects have surrendered, joined the pure black valley, and began to worship the evil Lord.

At the same time, the city of Youzhou was completely spread by the entire massacre, 200,000 Ye Jiajun, including the disappearance of the 150,000 grassland iron rides. Even the people of Youzhou City could not survive, and the 67,000 people died. In the blood curse, I am afraid that the souls of the dead can not walk through the bridge, can not enter the reincarnation.

In the past, as long as it was a demon, it would carefully disguise itself and hide the magical atmosphere in the darkness. It could not be discovered by outsiders anyway. Today, in this snow, in this Zen Mountain, Cao Xue With gratitude, I can already release my breath with such a bright future.

what does this mean?

Is the demon demonstrating to the world?

Or do you want to declare war in a comprehensive manner?

With 350,000 soldiers and a city of the city, plus the entire sacred door of the secluded north, to the realm of the repair, to the Central Plains, to the entire Shenzhou mainland, the devil, once again came to the world?

There are other explanations for the lack of leaves, unless the two are crazy.

However, these two half-stepless magical repairs are certainly not crazy, so only the worst guess is left.

For these bends, the leaves lacked a lot of thoughts, but the red beans did not think much. In the eyes of her little dragon girl, as long as it is a hunter, it is a representative of evil, that is, it needs to be purified and destroyed. Exist, there is no other need to guess, need to consider, killing is definitely right.

The **** umbrella was once again used as a stick.

The keel is wrapped around the umbrella page.

A stick made a gully.

Cao Xue and Xie Yi were somewhat surprised by the attack on Red Bean, and quickly put away contempt.

Facing the sticks of red beans, in the face of this incomparable attack, Cao Xue is not afraid, the mouth is even a hazy smile, the black robe on the top of the head is pulled, a silver hair is flying and flying, the silver hair is snowy and the head is full of silver. Like countless snakes, it instantly changed into a few snakes and whiplashes, and began to try to wrap the **** umbrella of red beans.

At the same time, the gratitude of standing next to Cao Xue was actually taking a long shot from the body, a shot stabbed under the snow, holding the gun body with one hand and slamming.

A large piece of snow curtain is generally picked up by the tide.

The wind and snow ushered in the lack of leaves.

Hundreds of silver long snakes wrap around the **** umbrella, and the red beans are not tense and tense, holding the handle in one hand and squatting directly against hundreds of silver snakes. The red bean that plunged into the air grinned, and a huge dragon force rushed directly into the silver snake along the **** umbrella.

A burst of sizzling sounds, hundreds of silver snakes broke, almost at the same time, red beans hold the handle of the handle, the whole person's body into a horrible arc, a stick, and directly to Cao Xue.

The snow in the sky is stirring up. The two are on the ground, one in the air, separated by a hundred steps. The real yuan flies, and the broken silver hair is mixed with the cold snow. Not far from the young people who have already stood in front of the Guandi Temple, whether it is the pipe tree of Fenglei Pavilion, or Chen Chenchen of Wangling, or Yang Wenyue, there are some other disciples.

All are stunned.

Even if the tube tree has seen the attack of red beans, it is still a heart-warming.

This is the practitioner, this is the practice that I pursue.

Encountering the devil, encountering the demon and demon, the heart is not flat, the swing is awkward, there is no anger in the heart, a sword is smashing, what kind of magic is he to control, what is his realm.

"Don't you learn the exercises you used to be wrong? Why is the same age, a little girl has no phase, and they are just psychic, they are not lazy, and they are not slippery. Isn't talent enough?" The tree was thinking, and the eyes were staring at the red beans, seemingly to keep every move in her mind.

Chen Chenchen, who entered the Guandi Temple, is even more exaggerated, and his mouth is huge. "That is the magic repair! Your own sect is destroyed by this group of people. Fortunately escaped, never thought about rebellion, But this young lady, even if she doesn’t say anything, it seems that she will kill this black robe with a stick. Is it the stalwart of the sect of the sect? Is it because God sent it to save himself?"

All young people are watching red beans, and no one is concerned about leaf defects.

Because at the moment when the snow was emptied, he had already understated the finger and broke the snow curtain, and entered the grateful body.

Looking at the leaf shortage seems to be unarmed, that is, he suppressed the artifacts of the Linghai. Thanks for seeing the leaf lacking the closeness of life and death, the rifle has turned into a black rattan whip directly, the rattan whip is full of magic, and the magic gas is also mixed with the burning flame.

There was a harsh entanglement in the ear, the leaf was slightly frowning, and some worried looked sideways, that is, between this moment, the rattan whip had to wrap his waist.

"I don't know what to do!" The leaf lacked a brow and the sword pointed slightly. In his palm, a hugely fierce beast came out directly. The beast seemed to have been suppressed for too long. The rattan whip, then began to greet the gratitude along the rattan whip.

Behind the beast is a knife shadow.

The long knife of the artifact river.

This time, the knife seems to be longer than the last time, and has exceeded the height of the leaf.

This is the first full-time shot after the leaf is broken and the spirit is in the star. The opponent is a half-stepless magic repair, just to practice the knife for him.

Thanks to the rattan whip was broken, there was no panic, and the fists danced a few fierce black awns, one punch and one punch, and a total of thirty-six punches, even with the sword, the forced river beasts could not be near body. Only in the face of the blade lacking the blade, after the first hit was taken off a piece of flesh and blood, you will know the sharpness of the river pawn. After each hit, try to hit the knife side or the back of the knife, or not at all. The leaf is not close to the body.

"Buddha Golden Fist?"

"Is the leader of the Six Buddha Temple, is it also a magic repair?"

"The Millennium Thousand Temple is not able to withstand the confusion of the past, you can really give Zen a long face."

Ye lacked the gratitude in the opposite black robe, and said a few very strange words, but these three sentences, but let the gratitude boxing method suddenly change, killing Ling Tian, ​​it seems that Ye Yu said what should not say The same.

"The Buddha is dead, the Lord is coming, you know what the ignorant child will know!"

Ye smiled and laughed. "Even if the Buddha died, there is no killing for you. The devil is coming to destroy the world. It is not to give you life. It is so clear and clear. Do you not understand?" I remember that the temple rules of the Six Buddha Temple were not written like this."

"Ha ha!"

Thanks in black robes, a gloomy smile, "The temple rules of the Six Buddhas Temple? If you have a chance, you can go and see, just below the lost morning clock, you will be shocked. Now the Six Buddha Temple is not the former Six Buddha Temple. It is."

At the end of the game, the battle begins.

"Hey!"

"Ma!"

"Hey!"

Thanks to the diamond statue, glaring at the sight, the three-word mantra blurted out, each true gold with purple, purple with black.

"Don't even believe in faith, is this mantra still true?"

The leaves lacked cold and slammed, and the knife cut through the sky. The two knives smashed the mantra. The third knife smashed the grateful double fists, holding the river paw in one hand, hitting a knife, and the knife slammed a scorpion. Fanghua, the blade is drawn from the top of the gown of gratitude to the waist. The sound of the golden stone accompanied by the glare of the sparks, as expected, this gratitude is indeed the Buddha repair of the Six Buddha Temple, not only practiced the Buddha hand Jinangquan, but also repaired the Three Gods Golden Bell.

The black robe burst.

A big man with a golden armor appeared in front of the leaf.

The golden armor is made by the meditation of the Buddha.

Thanks to the lack of leaves in the knife, the corner of the mouth reveals a trace of contempt, it seems to be laughing at him to do useless work, the knife is sharp, can not break the golden body of Buddha repair, the same is futile.

"Are you very proud of your own gold armor?" Ye Xiaozhi lifted the river and pointed to the body of gratitude.

You don't have to wait until you answer, just look at the other person's expression and you will know the answer.

"There is a heaven outside, there are people outside, people feel that they are awesome when they practice a broken gold armor. It is really a frog at the bottom of the well." Ye Xiao did not even thank him again. He said to himself, "I was compared with the Zen Buddha, and the King of the Apocalypse was not bad. I was smashed into slag, this little gold armor, what is the difference with the paper!"

The leaves are short of the moment.

The grateful gold armor suddenly thundered.

Thirteen sounds.

From the eyebrows down, one inch and one sound, the sound is like thunder.

The thunder is extinguished, and the golden armor is broken into wind. At this time, the gratitude of the seven sorrows in the seven sorrows, the spirits in the sea are boiling, Zhang Zhangkou wants to roar, but the mouth is the gushing plasma, and finally straight down the zen mountain snow in.

(The first chapter of today, there is a chapter in the evening.)