Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 1013: Drive wolves and devour tigers

The King of Liuli Buddha, the former Liuli Pure Land, is solemn, peaceful, peaceful, and clean. Everyone is carefree. Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment. Everyone has a clean body and a clean heart.

Today's Liuli Pure Land.

The palaces and pavilions are still the same as before, but the towering pagodas no longer have the luster of the past. The relics that were once inlaid on the pagodas, emitting a faint brilliance to illuminate the whole city, day and night, were all destroyed and destroyed by the group of demons.

The little demon is greedy.

The golden tile roof of the stupa, the silver wind chimes, the bronze Buddha statue, and the jade bricks on the floor were all looted by the little demons.

The original clean, clean and pleasant blue brick avenue in the city is now littered with human skeletal remnants. On those skulls and bones, there are still dense tooth prints.

On the big tree on the side of the road, there are pieces of broken human skin hanging.

Under the eaves everywhere, human tendons hung chunks of fuzzy flesh and blood, with a thick layer of salt and spice mixture on it, which was obviously prepared for winter storage.

In Liuli Pure Land City, there were originally springs everywhere, streams everywhere, and crystal clear rivers running through the city. Hundreds of flowers bloom in every season. Petals, flower leaves, bamboo leaves, etc. fall on the water, and fish of all colors play and compete in the water.

Nowadays, the water systems in this city remain the same, but the clear water inside has turned black and red, emitting a filthy rancid smell.

Various wild boars, hares, wild mice, and wild monkeys scurried around the city, various grass snakes, scorpions, toads, centipedes haunt the palaces and pavilions, various huge mosquitoes, flies, wasps, gadfly, etc., in Nesting and flying around the city.

Wu Tie sat on the top of the tallest stupa in the Liuli Pure Land, leaning against the gloomy gourd head treasure, with a gloomy look on this unrecognizable city.

Mo Zhizun and a group of other monsters with the strongest cultivation base stood beside Wu Tie, with grunting eyes rolling, with a trace of enthusiasm and excitement, overlooking the city below.

Jiaye knelt aside and continued to chant the scripture silently, tears falling like spring water.

A strong spiteful air mixed with monstrous evil air rushed into the sky, turning into a thick black cloud covering the entire city.

A faint dim light was emitted from Jiaye's body, and the grievances and evil spirits in Wu Tie and others' bodies were gradually melted by this layer of dim light when they approached. You can hear a slight sigh of relief in the void at any time, and there is a faint flash of aura, and then I don't know where I went.

"Your uncle Wang, has his head broken?" Wu Tie asked Jiaye very puzzledly: "You said, it was your uncle Wang that broke the Liuli Pure Land Buddha's Light Formation, which caused the Liuli Pure Land to be destroyed. Broken?"

Jiaye stopped chanting and nodded slowly: "Yes. If it weren't for Wang Shu to take away the ancient Buddha relics from this stupa, with the power of the Buddha relics, at least three years and five years of protection of Liuli Pure Land Load."

Jiaye with red eyes whispered softly: "With the delay of three or five years, Jiaye Dang has already gone to the Martial State, and he asks for help from your Majesty. My Liuli Buddha State will not suffer such a catastrophe. "

Wu Tie was silent.

Jiaye whispered: "Uncle Wang, afraid of death, in order to save the life of his family, so he sold the entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom."

With a wry smile, Jiaye shook his head and said: "The little monk is also afraid of death, otherwise the little monk will not delve into the way of divination, and will not pursue the gleam of life in the dark."

"Uncle Wang is afraid of death, and the little monk is also afraid of death, but if Uncle Wang can be like a little monk...Where is this, why is this?" Jiaye trembled with her right hand and pointed to the messy city below, muttering: "This city, this city... the efforts of countless ancestors, so many good people in the city..."

With a ‘Wow’, Jiaye vomited blood out.

Then he seemed to have opened a gate in his throat, spurting out blood after blood.

"This kid is overwhelmed, Yu Huo hurt his heart, tsk tsk...I am so angry with myself, why bother? Why bother?" Mo Zhizun said coldly, "Aren't you living a good life?" ……"

Wu Tie turned his head and glanced at Mo Zhizun faintly.

Mo Zhizun suddenly closed his mouth, and turned his head to look at a group of ‘laughing and joking’ chasing wolf-head little demons on a street a few miles away.

Wu Tie took out a healing treasure and threw it to Jiaye.

Jiaye vomited a mouthful of blood, took Baodan and stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it casually. He took a few breaths and knelt down to Wu Tieheshi: "Your Majesty, the little monk has lost his mind... It's just that... the people in the Liuli Pure Land are all good people. What sins do they have, so much that they suffer. This catastrophe?"

Wu Tie was silent.

After a long time, Wu Tie murmured: "Yes, I heard you talk about the Liuli Buddha Kingdom along the way. In your country, most people are good people. Good people are robbed, why? What?"

"This is unfair, it is unreasonable, and good people should not be subjected to this calamity. Good people should not be eaten by these monster races as rations, and they should not be treated like this. "

"But such a thing, since it happened...then, something must be wrong." Wu Tie murmured: "This kind of wrong thing, maybe we can correct it? Can we? ?"

Wu Tie looked up at the sky for a while.

Then he flicked his sleeve, threw the mist out of his sleeve, and said to Jiaye: "This is the mist, the leader of the wisdom protoss among the evil demons...I think there is something wrong with them. , As long as you don’t kill him, you can beat him at will."

"Remember, don't kill him, because he is still valuable." Wu Tie said to Jiaye very seriously.

Mist's body suddenly stiffened. He looked at Wu Tie with an incredible expression, and then hissed and screamed: "Your majesty, your great majesty, I am loyal to you, and for you, I have my own The clansmen are betrayed...You can't..."

Jiaye’s body also suddenly stiffened. He murmured: "Outer demon? Wisdom Protoss? Ha, I know you...I know, I know...There are many traitors in the Liuli Buddha Kingdom because of your bewitching. , They took refuge in the group of demons."

Jiaye gritted his teeth, and every pore in his body was filled with golden flames. He sneered, his face twitched, and slowly pulled out an arm-thick vajra from his sleeve.

Mist looked at Jiaye with a hard look: "This distinguished lord, I think... we are our own, we can talk about it."

With Jiaye's ‘boom’, a vajra pestle blasted on the mist’s head.

Then the neck, shoulders, ribs, back, arms, legs, lower-body, calf... The vajra gleamed with thunder, and it made a dull roar and kept falling on the misty body.

Mist didn't dare to resist, he gritted his teeth and allowed Jiaye to beat him.

From time to time, he squeezed out a few intermittent explanations from the gap between his teeth: "This glazed Buddha country...I, I didn't intervene... Even if there are my people... it's not me... it's not me... It has nothing to do with me."

The vajra pestle is extremely heavy, with extremely overbearing Buddhist restrictions on it. Every blow has the illusion of a heavenly dragon, and the strength of every blow has the power of ten thousand dragons. Wisdom protoss born in the mist, their brains are very useful, but their bones are extremely fragile.

Under the vajra pestle, the mist was beaten to fractures and fractures, and all internal organs were severely injured.

He was vomiting blood and looked at Wu Tie with a look of lovelessness--'I am loyal to you...How can you cross the river and tear down the bridge, and forget the old if you have a new person?'?

What a fierce and brutal beating this was.

After the mist was beaten to almost human shape, Wu Tie stuffed a few life-saving pills into his mouth, retracted him into his sleeve, and then threw the magic mist out.

Jiaye gritted her teeth and pounced on with another severe beating.

So, Misty, Illusion Mist, and dozens of other clansmen of the Wisdom Protoss were thrown out of their sleeves by Wu Tie, and Jiaye was beaten one by one.

At the end, Jiaye dropped the vajra by herself and knelt on the top of the tower.

"Your Majesty, thank you Majesty... But, even if I kill them, what can we do?" Jiaye muttered: "Your Majesty is right. Some things are obviously wrong. We should correct them. This error."

Wu Tie put away the last hapless person who was beaten, and said solemnly: "However, if you can beat them up, you will be more comfortable if you want to. We, it's time for serious business."

Jiaye's expression suddenly tightened, then nodded solemnly and stood up.

Mo Zhizun and others nodded with excitement, and at the same time looked in the direction of the original imperial city of Liuli Pure Land.

With a move of Wu Tie's right hand, a large swath of water vapor condensed in the void, and the water vapor quickly froze, turning into a thin ice mirror with a diameter of several feet and suspended in front of him. Wu Tie locked the ice mirror in the direction of the imperial city, then chanted the incantation, exhaling nine breaths in a row.

There was a glimmer of light in the ice mirror, and a large area of ​​light and shadow began to flicker.

Wu Tie quickly examined the changing light and shadow in the ice mirror, and finally the changing picture and shadow stabilized.

This is a quaint hall with jade brick paving, golden silk and nanmu mixed with sandalwood as the main material, and cyan glazed tile roof.

The main hall is a thousand feet wide and 600 feet deep, which is quite large.

The actual space in the main hall is about a thousand times larger than the external appearance of the main hall. It can be seen that there are very subtle space restrictions in this main hall.

Now in the hall, a dozen long cases are lined up, covered with various kinds of wine and meat, and countless bone residues have been randomly discarded on the ground. The original solemn and clean hall has been ruined.

A tall, middle-aged man who was born quite handsome, with a large naked bald head, wearing a long gown with a fluttering ribbon, and a few strings of golden bells hanging around his waist, with a smile on his face. Sing and dance in the center of the hall.

The middle-aged man is quite jerky in his gestures, obviously he is not proficient in singing and dancing.

But he worked very hard, learning how to twist his waist like dozens of beautiful girls with bleak looks around him, and the golden bells hanging around his waist kept making pleasant sounds.

In the corner of the main hall, a dozen or so disheveled girls were expressionless, holding various musical instruments, and playing tunes that were altered.

Jiaye looked at the scene in the ice mirror and couldn't help but open his mouth. Then he gurgled down with tears and smiled silently: "Why is he? Why is he? He is in the glazed Buddha country, already It's the status of one person above ten thousand people, he...he...he...he sold the entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom, just to act as...for this group of demons..."

Wu Tie's eyes widened in amazement.

This handsome middle-aged man who is singing and dancing, sweating profusely, is the uncle Wang who betrayed the glazed Buddha...Jiaye?

Wu Tie murmured: "I thought, how good should he be treated?"

"Scare, just a slave." The Demon Supreme spit on the ground with disdain.

The middle-aged man who was singing and dancing, his head was shaved like a mirror, and in the middle of his head, a deep blood-colored ‘slave’ was branded by someone!

This is an insult.

Great insult.

But this man is still dancing hard, chanting ballads, with a bright smile on his face.

His smile is so sincere, he can't see the slightest reluctance, the slightest embarrassment.

Jiaye closed her eyes and read the scripture quietly.

He can no longer look directly at this scene. If he can, he wants to scream and ask his uncle Wang--what are you doing this? Just to survive?

Based on the cultivation base of the middle-aged man, if it is just to survive, he can escape overseas. There are countless large and small islands in the open sea. He can choose an island for his life, the boundless sea, who can find him. ? Those demons, who is willing to spend hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years searching for someone who has escaped?

You betrayed the entire Liuli Buddha Kingdom, what are you asking for?

A yellow wind rolled from the south, and a huge nine-headed yellow lion broke into the pure land of Liuli in a panic and flew towards the imperial city. The closer to the imperial city, the body of the nine yellow lions gradually shrank. When he broke into the door of the hall, his body had shrunk to more than ten feet in length, and then rolled on the spot and turned into a human form.

Pingtian ancestor finally escaped all the way back to the Pure Land of Liuli.

It's just that Wu Tie escaped far faster than the Pingtian Ancestor. Wu Tie took the people and rushed here before the Pingtian Ancestor.

With a loud bang, the ancestor Pingtian kicked open the door of the hall and rushed into the hall hurriedly.

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster... Where's the Black Dragon Venerable? Where's the Swallow Sky Venerable? Are there any other brothers?" Pingtian Ancestor trembled, roaring hoarsely at those demon Venerables who were sitting after a dozen long cases. stand up.

A dozen demon gods who were eating and drinking, ‘appreciating’ singing and dancing hurriedly stood up.

The demon veterans who stayed behind in the Liuli Pure Land, their cultivation bases are at the bottom of the Witten Demon League~IndoMTL.com~ The cultivation bases are far inferior to the ancestors of the common sky.

The monster race is a group that pays attention to strength. The strongest wins, and the big fist is the uncle. The fists of Pingtian Patriarch are many times bigger than them, so Pingtian Patriarch is the uncle among the uncles.

"Brother Pingtian, what's the matter? What about the others? Didn't you take your brothers and follow Brother Fantian?" A demon, with a tiger head and a height of twenty feet away, dropped his hand. One of the thighs asked Pingtian ancestors in surprise.

"The ship overturned in the gutter...Hurry up and send a message to all the brothers, so that they can come here with all the elites to meet." The old ancestor said with a sullen face: "This time, maybe we are the demon. League, hehe..."

Wu Tie flicked his big sleeve, and those who had been violently subdued before, the gods who descended to a total of two hundred thousand gods, rolled out of his sleeves.

"Aconitum, you take your brothers to supervise the battle team... let them attack the Glazed Pure Land." Wu Tie said coldly: "The mist and the magic mist bring the wisdom of the gods to make plans, and the other major gods will act as Main attack."

"Who dares to neglect, Aconitum, you can just cut off their heads."