At present, the world has been restored with a flash of light, and now it looks like a frozen lake in the north and a ghost forest in the south … Everything has been dispersed, and sword domain has become a ruin again … Only the Taoist priest returns the sword!
Is what happened before a dream or an illusion? Su Jing’s heart is not white. It’s a reincarnation.
The monk poured out the skyscraper brake and turned Gankun upside down; In order to awaken Jiangshan sword domain, the Taoist priest reversed the word universe from ancient times to modern times. The monk flipped his wrist and the Taoist priest wiped a sword …
Lord sword domain can’t see the sage-like style. This man has a fierce face and is afraid of anyone who looks less.
Monks are as evil as the master of the sword, and thousands of Taoist priests don’t look at Mo djinn. First, they look at the western sky, and the blind monk of Baosha beckons. Look at the naive Great Sage. The Great Sage took back his gourd bite by bite.
To you. I’ll drink it for you.
After the gourd and handed it to the greedy wine, it is strange to say that this time, the nectar in the jade gourd poured out and a lot of flowers were accidentally scattered, and I was so angry that I stamped my feet and scolded my old family …
I couldn’t pour it out before, but now I can drink Su Jing casually, which is probably true during the day. I should respect it, and so on. Just drink it casually
After thinking about it, Su Jing is a little strange. She doesn’t hide the little girl who carved the mountain around her. "Isn’t there a three-body ancestor?" Don’t toast him? "
The girl knows everything. "Who the hell drinks wine? I have to give him trouble finding willow leaves."
When the skyscraper monk appeared, he was naive and didn’t beat the rest of you, but also roared and fought fiercely; It’s even more simple to show the way behind the mountains and rivers, and even the people who burned the poor and perished were evacuated to innocence, and there was no point in starting work after that.
The ink djinn army is now posing as a defensive array. Seeing the Chinese giants come out one after another, they are so horrified that they will take the initiative to attack and hope that their Zhongjun’s "17-day pavilion and pumping method" can quickly take shape, and the military forces of each team will be careful and careful.
The swordsman of Jiangshan came the latest, but he knew that Mo djinn was playing a fierce spell and asked the swordsman with a smile, "What do you think?"
The blind monk spread his hands. "I’m merciful and I have no idea."
A monk went together to look at the naive Great Sage and really read the palm of his hand to the carved mountain girl without lifting his head. "I haven’t heard of new things before I even destroyed a Hexuetang Pavilion. Don’t you want to try them?"
The monk raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Very good!"
The old man smiled with a sword. "Wonderful!"
Naively, um, "then wait a minute."
Who is the blind monk, the fierce Taoist priest, the naive sage, and who knows that the other side exerts heavy skills, but it depends on whether the ink is eternal or the middle-earth is perfect!
The Three Corpses are drinking and smell speech. They feel that it’s time to turn over the coffin and fly straight to the half-throb, holding their heads high and exclaiming, "Cure evil spirits and cast spells quickly. Don’t let my naive sage wait …" Just shouted half a sentence, and suddenly the fox roared and roared behind him. Western Buddha’s light rushes and Zen sings like thunder; Oriental Wan Jian dragon curse collapses the sky.
All the sages of Nanda Sage, West God Monk, and East Sword Immortal have done their best!
The Buddha fell from the sky to the Mohist Zhongjun; The sword light flashes again and again, cutting off the black smoke; The giant demon deceives the sky and overturns while killing and robbing djinn … and so on?
Is it stupid to be a Buddha, a Taoist or a Great Sage?
Seeing an enemy die unsatisfied pays off expectations.
Chapter one thousand and sixteen Crispy
The three giants, Taoist, Monk and Demon Sages, discussed with each other. Although they didn’t deliberately announce it, they also said that Tian Xiujia knew their fierce spells.
We agreed to wait … but we didn’t.
Shen He leng, Zigui leng, Guo Xian leng, Chen Xiao Sheng leng, Mu En leng everyone leng leng Su Jing is no exception, so Cong doesn’t know what to say at the moment.
In the fifth circle of Jiangshan Sword Master, a lonely monument of Taoism can be looked up to and surpassed; The blind-eyed monk’s skyscraper is the wonder of Zen in Middle Earth, while he is the wonder of skyscraper. The naive Great Sage has been crazy and perverse all his life, and his eyes are not as good as that delicate wild flower at the foot of the mountain … So people will also cheat?
Count them to cheat together in front of the younger generation.
Not only cheat on them, but also wronged others
It’s not just wronging people, it’s killing them!
Suddenly, someone laughed sloped and was full of happiness. Su Jing’s side was small and didn’t listen. The first one smiled and looked at Su Jingqiao while not listening. The meaning in his eyes was white, but there was a source of shame.
Uncle Lu Yajiu temporarily closed his sword and coughed at the bodhi old zu around Su Jing. He was surprised and asked Su Jing casually, "What do you think?"
Accusing my predecessors of not daring Su Jing to hesitate and cautiously replied, "Anyway … I can’t do such a thing anyway."
Once again, not only the little witch, but also Yang Saburo laughed, but it was by no means a famous person. Xiao Sixteen jumped on Su Jing’s shoulder. "Suddenly!"
Sixteen masters echoed loudly
Su Jingxi raised an eyebrow and smiled at Uncle Shi. "You came with me when I was 16 years old. We have known each other for 1,500 years. It is to know me."
The bodhi old zu Gherardini eyes turned to the sixteen little shadows, but now they have all become dragons, but they still can’t speak. Martial uncle looked at the little things and seemed unusually restless. He wanted to say something, but he couldn’t say it … A foot of body coiled and stretched, and then coiled and oppressed. Good array turned his head and gritted his teeth, and then forced his teeth again. Finally, sixteen mouths, bah to Su Jing!
Bah, an instant, an instant, an instant, and a reply of "suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly" crossed the sky and turned into a dragon to follow the Great Sage to kill the enemy.
Turning the dragon into an evil dragon is not an albino, but suddenly, it’s sixteen, and it’s a true word.
Su Jing "Ouch!" No, "Ye Fei’s basin of water is bad, and the sixteenth one is crooked … I have to ask him for a reason when I see Ye Fei again."
The bodhi old zu laughed and stopped answering Su Jing’s words. Once again, he drew a sword and the moon rose in the Tianhe River!
The wonderful swordsmanship that once topped the middle earth was eclipsed by Wan Jian, the anger of the living Buddha and the fierce power of the Great Sage. But what’s the difference? The glory that belongs to Liu Ya-jiu is still dazzling, so it’s not because of the sword that Lu Jiu has his own style, so he is rejoicing and killing the enemy at this moment!
Su Jing also laughed at two yang fires, which started from the palm of his hand and condensed into a golden whip with his left hand. His right hand turned into a sword and followed the bodhi old zu to kill the enemy behind him.