Chapter 148 Death of the Saint!(1/2)
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.
The deep space of the universe is cold!
Guzhou didn't know what he looked like now. His feet turned into powder and flew into the sky. He didn't know who he was taking advantage of.
On the planet, in the tidal flats, there are blooming waves, just like driving in the Bohai Sea, seeing the thousand-foot tide, coming and going like a torrent of condensed water, and dispersing like a dark night, silently, leaving endless sand dunes in the sky.
Rumble~
A deafening roar sounded in the distant sky, like thunder.
On the Suiming Holy Mountain, the Chihuan clan counted with his fingers and said: "What a big boy, the boundary sea is ebbing and the spiritual energy is fading. This is when the demon is weak. If we don't come down from the mountain now, then when will we wait!"
Dong Dong Dong!
On the protruding hills, the round little saints bulged their chest muscles and beat their chests angrily, like the beating of passionate war drums, causing the cytoplasm to fly out of their foreheads.
Zhuan Sui's head full of red hair flutters in the wind, and he carries three thousand hands on his back. His membrane is like the hem of his clothes, hunting in the wind. He is as airy as a fairy and has an extraordinary bearing.
The big ship creaked and creaked, as if it might sink at any moment. It was filled with majestic red and yellow saints, some of whom were taller than a hundred micrometers.
"Thank you for their hard work, let you climb the mountain!"
I went crazy and had no tendency to fall into the devil's path. My weak emotions almost caused me to mutate my genes and fall into the devil's path.
Hundreds of thousands of demon spies accidentally dispatched were all stunned by the Qi Refining Saints with their chest muscles, thrown back into the oven of heaven and earth to refine their Qi, burned into elixirs and swallowed, or stored elixirs in small sumeru bags.
Backup.
Bang! Bang! Bang!——
They beat their chests angrily in mid-air and made a roar like the ape-man Tarzan.
Because of the incoming tide, I did not encounter the small army of the Demon Kingdom.
Red saltpeter is the same in all directions. My wisdom core is running in the clouds. It is as decayed as the Heavenly Lu of the Immortal Palace. It is as permanent and destroyed as the Tao in the void. Even if the physical body is wiped out, it can still reorganize itself, revive from death, and emerge from destruction.
Middle school freshmen.
A special ancient saint, who only masters the small spiral, will be seriously injured and dying if his cells are intact.
That time, I even mobilized some of the power of the red sky.
……
"He has been dead for a long time!"
However, while everyone was mourning, a strange song sounded inside the Red Phoenix Sacred Mountain, which scared the saints to cover their mouths and take two steps back.
"Woooooo~"
In the chaotic mountains and seas, battles between saints and demons are constantly breaking out. Before reaching the nearest primitive cosmic mountain, Shi Sui solemnly discovered that the demon kingdom was getting weaker and weaker.
But Wu Li was afraid of Chi Ni, and the saints were also worried about how the great saints who stayed at the foot of the holy mountain could withstand the demon's attack. They were afraid that they would be skinned and boned, and they would be eaten cleanly.
A few days ago,
I turned around and wanted to leave.
No one understands the magic way better than Suibi Chi Wanfang, because the magic way is the same as what I created. I created the magic way and died in the magic way. Once I become a demon, there is a way back.
The saints of the cells were anxious and anxious, pacing back and forth, worried. How could the great saints who had been stationed under the small holy mountains for hundreds of years without the protection of saints withstand the small army of the demon country?
?
[Eighteen hundred years ago, the founder of Qi Refining, Sui, failed to refine Qi, so he led the saints up the mountain.]
There is no great saint who flaps his little ciliated wings and rolls down into the air, making a cry that can be heard on the top of the mountain.
Mr. Sui could not sleep at night, standing on the bow of the boat and roaring.
"You said it, you said it!"
"Last time, last time!"
One after another, the saints bulged their actin, and with their thick legs, they ran like savages into the holy mountains.
That was the thing Chi Wanfang regretted most in his life!
Snap!
In all the worlds, the only person who can control the devil instead of being controlled by the devil is Chi Wanfang.
"It's a problem, it's a problem!"
"Your ancestors, your clan! They are destroyed, they are all destroyed!"
Click!
"Huangming clan! Wake up!"
“That’s enough for who!”
I said something: "Just a demon lord, what are you calling for?"
The great saints stood on the top of the mountain with their seven hooves raised to the sky, howling and barking.
Even if a saint turns from eating qi to refining qi, he is still no match for the Demon Kingdom if he fights alone.
One thousand and eleven hundred years from ancient times,
That one, nagging me!
"Chizu was once in the restricted area of chaos. He retreated and came out!"
Moreover, it is an autotrophic organism that aerobically breathes. It also passively violates the strange laws of daytime activities and night rest left over from ancient times, so the speed is even faster.
period,
"If I hadn't yet perfected my Qi refining, and the fire in the furnace hadn't yet become Samadhi, why would I be so timid? Well, I'll let the demons go this time. Saints, follow me down the mountain to Kunlun!"
Red saltpeter!
The expressions of the cell saints changed, they trembled, and their raised hands trembled. Does that mean that the same is true for their own holy mountains? All the small saints have been exterminated by the demons!
The Chihuan family said with a small mouth: "Could it be that all the Red Phoenix Saints are dead?!"
Under the leadership of Sui, the saints and great saints climbed to the Red Phoenix Sacred Mountain one after another.
Crossing the boundary sea, ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
We finally climbed to the top of Chihuang Sacred Mountain.
Chiryu made a judgment.
Billions of doors opened simultaneously in the Red Phoenix Sacred Mountain. Doors of calcium carbonate crystals suddenly opened on all sides of the spine-shaped mountain, from bottom to top, right and left, and a large Red Phoenix stepped out cautiously.
Saint.
The world of the Emperor rises and falls in every wave.
The plaintive sounds are heard.
Demon Lord: "..."
I'm really afraid that if that gentleman continues to speak up, he will be eaten alive by the saints.
I flew out of the boat, crossed the waves, and disappeared from the sight of the saints. Master Zhuan Sui immediately called the boat to the shore to climb.
There were at least a million demons there who could be divided among the great saints. We threw the demons into the oven for refining, and each of them was even given a cell leg.
Bang!
A stick is coming.
It’s so weird.
He is the Red Emperor.
"Chitian once said that living beings should be weak and rest. Should we worry about this, or should we be determined to give back and devote our lives to the saints who resurrect our ancient ancestors?"
"The ancient ancestor created the world! Huang Zu gave birth to all living beings!"
Sui looked at us and became a little angry.
"Woooooo~"
Huang Ming was shocked to the point of being hairy all over, but she was also confused. After bowing to the Qi Refining Patriarch, she sat mournfully in the dojo and cried, slapping her chest, as if playing mournful music.
For a moment,
The Chihuang clan immediately woke up and jumped up, chattering in front of Sui's ear: "Bad boy, the Chihuang Holy Mountain is the cosmic mountain where the Chihuang clan opened up the saint clan. It towers as low as the eighty-eighth sky, spanning across
The chaotic mountains and seas are a primitive universe comparable to Kunlun!"
Boom!
"The only one who can kill Wan Fang is Wan Fang!"
The hot raindrops bloomed, and the air suddenly became a little warmer.
"The Red Phoenix clan is also one of the weakest red and yellow saints, with a tribe of millions!"
That gave Sui an even worse idea.
The waves are like anger, and the waves are blooming,
"You hate!"
To be continued...