My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 67: ? This world is too noisy
The white knife goes in, the red knife goes out.
Maybe the novice monk himself never thought that he would be killed by a knife.
Until he died, he didn’t quite understand why Luo Hong could escape the pressure of his elaborate refinement, comparable to the aura pressure of a sixth-rank martial cultivator’s bronze corpse, and appeared in front of him like a teleportation, giving him Cut your heart.
However, what puzzles him most is...
Dawei Tianlong, Shizun Jizo... what kind of Buddha is it? !
The novice monks are waiting for Luo Hong to spit out a Dharma.
How come out such a thing in the end!
He... died terribly!
I'm so unwilling.
However, the heart is pierced, even if he is a practitioner, he will definitely die.
The torrential rain washed down and it was extremely cold.
The novice monk felt the hot life passing from his body.
He stared at Luo Hong, who was wearing a half-smiling mask, and firmly grasped Luo Hong's hand holding a knife with his palm.
"That...is it a Buddha?"
The novice monk asked hoarsely.
He doesn't believe in Buddha in his whole life.
But, just now, in his spiritual will, he saw a Buddha with ten hands on his back, that Buddha, Buddha's glory.
This is his first time seeing Buddha clearly.
It turns out that Luo Hong didn't talk nonsense, he really understands Buddha.
Luo Hong slowly drew the long knife from the novice monk's body, raised his chin, and the rain gathered at the tip of his chin into a dripping line.
"Want to know?"
"Since I want to know, then I won't tell you."
Luo Hong smiled.
The novice monk shook his body, and in the same way, Luo Hong returned it to him.
He molested Luo Hong like this before, and Luo Hong also returned it.
This may be the reincarnation of heaven.
The novice monk laughed, his eyes filled with nostalgia, and what he remembered in his mind was the appearance of the Buddha he had just watched.
Is that... the true Buddha?
He couldn't help but remember the scene of being taken into the temple by the old abbot holding hands when he was a child, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and shaved.
However, I don’t know when, he was lost in the pursuit of power.
He has fallen into the evil way, and there is no turning back.
The flowers bloomed that year, and three thousand troubles fell in front of the Buddha. Perhaps... it was the last ray of sunshine in his heart.
The eyes of the novice monk gradually darkened.
He looked at Luo Hong, his trembling palms gradually joined together.
After that, he knelt down slowly.
It's not Luo Hong who is kneeling.
But the Buddha in my heart.
The torrential rain fell on him, splashing misty water, seeming to put a light veil on him.
Luo Hong held the knife and glanced at the novice calmly.
"It's a pity...that's an evil Buddha."
Luo Hongdao.
It's just that the novice monk has long been unable to hear, and with the longing in his heart, he has fallen into hell.
Luo Hong raised his hand and pressed it against the novice monk's head. The evil spirit inside the novice monk rushed into the dantian evil spirit madly.
The torrential rain continues to form a large web that falls from the sky.
The roar between the sky and the earth is getting more and more intense, and there are also thunderclouds on the sky, making an ear-piercing roar.
Zhao Donghan lay on the ground, looking at the boy in white standing on the roof through the two feet of water splashed by the big raindrops.
The eyes are getting more and more misty and admired.
He was too tired to see the process of Luo Hong's battle. He only saw the powerful semi-sixth-rank evil repair novice, kneeling sincerely to the righteous son, like a big Buddha in the world.
The son raised his hand to the novice monk's forehead, like a fairy stroking his head.
Sure enough, even the half-sixth-rank evil cultivation was transformed by the son.
At that moment, in Zhao Donghan's eyes, the son was radiant and majestic like a real Buddha.
Luo Hong didn't take off the mask, and wore the mask of the evil monarch, which kept him awake like never before, and in the future, Luo Hong still needs this awake energy.
Standing on the roof, he turned his head to look across Anping County through the low wall of Gopher Street and the bead curtain rain curtain covering the sky and the sky outside the high wall of Anping County.
Here, he felt the heart palpitations even when he was wearing the mask of the evil monarch.
Take a breath.
Luo Hong glanced at the corpse of the novice monk diagonally, opened his palm, and splashed water splashing out of the palm of the rain.
The next moment, Luo Hong clenched his palm abruptly.
"Stand up!"
The deep voice is like the groan of a monarch who is sleeping in the abyss and controlling the undead.
The shadow of the novice monk's corpse trembled.
After that, a group of jet black suddenly soared and appeared behind the novice monk.
The novice evil shadow kept his palms together, his eyes opened, and they were actually scarlet.
The next moment, the evil shadow of the novice monk jumped down from the roof and landed next to the bronze corpse.
"Big...Wei Tianlong... World Honor... Jizo..."
The hoarse voice came from the mouth of the novice monk Xie Ying.
After chanting the Buddha's name, the novice patted it with a palm and pressed it on the shadow of the bronze corpse...
But I saw that the bronze corpse issued a stern cry, and the evil spirit entwined on it crazily poured into the shadow, and finally turned into a burly bronze corpse nearly three meters high, a dark bronze corpse evil shadow. The eyes were radiated with a copper color, and the body of the copper corpse quickly shrivelled and lost its strength.
Shadow Mang transformed the coffin and violently sealed the evil shadow of the bronze corpse. The evil shadow of the novice monk carried the black shadow on his back and stomped down.
The spray on the entire long street is like a huge circular wave, venting towards the surroundings.
The evil shadow of the novice monk fell behind Luo Hong, silently.
Xie Yi and Xie Er also fell behind Luo Hong one after another. After Di Shan Xie Ying finished killing the seventh-rank Xie Xiu, he also fell behind Luo Hong and roared.
Zhao Donghan was hit by the water wave stepped on by the foot of the novice evil shadow, and he fell asleep.
Boom boom boom boom!
On the Long Street, the evil shadows entangled with the walking corpses exploded and disappeared.
The walking corpse lost control, and fell to the ground dumbly.
Luo Hong tried to summon the remaining seven evil shadows who had died. Wearing a mask, they seemed to have an extra lucky bonus. All the seven evil shadows were successfully summoned.
Luo Hong stood on the roof with a knife, his white clothes hunting and flying in the heavy rain.
Behind him, twelve evil shadows of various shapes stand.
One person is the army.
……
It's like a thunder-thundering spear light and sword intent colliding with each other, like a shocking collision between the stars above the nine heavens and the ground.
The rain curtain fell from the sky, and it was tilted like a distortion of space.
In the air, two figures walked through the air without a fierce confrontation, one holding a gun, the other holding a sword, and the air force clashed with each other, making the two of them seem to be a cage of heaven and earth, no one dared to go beyond. Half a step.
Steward Chen's green shirt fluttered, holding the ancient sword Dijiao, this sword seemed to have come alive, and issued a call sign similar to the dragon's chant, and the sword aura continued to wrap around him like a snake.
The gun king Yuan Chenggang, although he looks thin and weak, with blind eyes, but the gun in his hand is very solid. He tilts his head, his eyes are invisible, but his ears can still hear.
With a gun in my heart, the world is clear.
"Chen Tianxuan, old man, I only want a fair fight this time. If you fall to the second rank, then the old man will be the second rank and compete with you for the first place on the list."
The words fall, people have disappeared, leaving only the echoes of heaven and earth.
A silver spear, like a thunderstorm tearing through the sky, swept across the air in an instant, like a frightening hungry.
If there is a silver dragon roaring the world.
Steward Chen's blue shirt and hair are flying, and he can't help but smile when he sees Yuan Chenggang, the spear king who has put his realm on the second-grade similar to his realm.
This guy is as proud as ever.
Slowly swinging the sword, a sword in the air, like a heavy lifting, it actually collided with the silver gun approaching like an electric snake, the crisp sound blasted between the sky and the earth, and the invisible air wave spread out like the tide of the sea. .
The old man retreats in the air and levitates, holding a gun in one hand, his face sideways, and thousands of rain falls from the sky.
"This world is too noisy."
The words fell, his spear pointed at the sky, and the rain curtain stood still, and countless raindrops seemed to be stagnant in the air.
It was actually shot back to the sky by the old man.
In the next moment, in the form of eight thunder snakes, a whine slammed into the void.
Steward Chen stood still, swinging his sword lightly, just like playing a Tai Chi sword.
If the Gun King is burst, then Butler Chen is sleek.
The densely packed Zhangba Thunder snakes are overwhelming, but they can't get close to Steward Chen's body.
This is a battle between dragons and tigers. Everyone is staring and sucking in air-conditioning.
This is a battle between the second and second products.
The first grade I entered is going up and trying, I am afraid that I will be beaten in an instant, half-dead.
Zizzi...
The old man withdrew from the Zhangba Razer state.
The worn-out clothes on my body are constantly bulging, bulging...
Chen Tianxuan stared at a green shirt, tilted his head, grinning with yellow teeth.
Holding a silver gun, pointing at the sky and the earth.
The rain curtain that was shot back by him for nine days was actually muddled under this shot.
Countless raindrops, even raindrops, gathered into a huge rain gun.
"Chen Tianxuan, take my "Heaven and Earth" from the old man!"
Boom!
A huge rain spear strung together by raindrops that stirs the elephants of the heavens and the earth.
Suddenly accompanied by the whistling that shook the world, he smashed towards the blue shirt that volleyed in the void.
It is like a nine-day building smashing at an ant looking up at the sky.
Steward Chen smiled.
"I only have one sword, my name is Bai Jiao."
Let go of your hand, and the ancient sword ground flood is floating in front of you, instant, sword split, life two, two transformation three, three change four......
Four swords come out, and the sword vigorously turns into the white Jiao.
Suddenly, a white dragon with sword qi, lifelike, went upstream, and hit the huge rain gun~IndoMTL.com~ like, shaking the sky, and helping Kunlun!
Everyone stared at the shocking collision.
In the middle of Anping County, on the long street.
Wearing the mask of the evil monarch, Luo Hong in a white shirt is running along the long street.
Running, not knowing when, but slowed down, paced on the water, looking up at the collision.
Qi and blood surge, is this a high-grade practitioner?
This situation and situation made Luo Hong feel poetic in his heart.
Finally...
But only spit out four vulgar words.
"Fuck, awesome."
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