Fengshen Wendaoxing

Then, in the blood mist, a huge crystal-like blood diamond hand broke through the blood mist and stretched out.

He grabbed one of Yang Jian's leg and pulled it down.

Yang Jian was pulled into the blood mist.

"Crack..."

Soon, the blood mist dissipated, and Yang Jian was torn in half.

Ma Yuan held the **** half in one hand.

Behind his head, it was the big, crystal-clear hand that was just like a blood diamond.

This hand is also his killer.

With a big hand stretched out, he took out his heart and lungs from the two halves of the **** Yang Jian, laughed and chewed under his eyes in the mouth, his mouth was blood-red.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers on the Yin and Shang side were so scared that their stomachs contracted, and they felt sick.

Rumao drinking blood is the state of existence in which the human race has just been born.

In essence, it is no different from a beast.

It was only later that the first ancestor of the human race, the Suiren clan, was born and brought sky fire, which can drive away wild beasts and teach people how to eat cooked food...

It can be said that learning to use fire is the most important step in human history.

It was also the Suiren clan that completely separated humans and beasts and became intelligent creatures like demons and gods.

Therefore, the Suiren clan became the first ancestor of the human race with immense merit, and was called Suihuang, and he was also the strongest saint.

Now that I am used to eating cooked food, I suddenly see people who are **** and live eating people like wild animals...

Normal people can't stand it.

"Yang Jian?!"

Seeing Yang Jian just die, Chi Sperm screamed in the sky.

Below, Lu Chuan and Fuxian also saw this scene.

Not only Samantabhadra, but also Lu Chuan's expression sank. This skillful maneuver is a veteran at first glance.

It seems that Ma Yuan has done a lot of caring things like this.

But there are people in this world who can't eat it.

That is the person who knows eight or nine profound arts!

Shoo...

When the Chi Sperm lost consciousness, another dense white light swept toward the Chi Sperm, forcing him to continue to dodge with a calm face.

Onmyoji is too powerful, there are only two ways to deal with Yin Hong.

Either there is a stronger magic weapon restraint, or it is to wait until Yin Hong's mana is exhausted.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to get close, let alone deal with it.

Lu Chuan shook his neck: "Pu Xian, as an elder, I want you to act first, so as not to say that I am bullying the small, now it's my turn."

I didn't finish talking, a gold brick, a blue and a red two flying swords, a small fan, a heart nail...

Lu Chuan sacrificed several magic weapons at once.

I saw the multicolored brilliance blazing, whistling in the air and smashing his head towards Fu Xian, dazzling.

"you……"

When Fu Xian saw this scene, his brows jumped and his face changed.

"Ma Xianchang, are you full?"

Lu Chuan called Ma Yuan again, and said to Fu Xian who was jumping around: "Here is another one."

"You..." Puxian looked at Lu Chuan in shock and anger.

Now he is no better than before.

He didn't pay attention to a real immortal like Ma Yuan before, but now he is very guilty.

Look at Chi Sperm again, in front of the yin-yang mirror, he can't even care about him at all.

Huh!

The real person Fuxian gritted his teeth and used his escape technique, and a ray of light soared into the sky, surging hundreds of feet in a flash.

Ma Yuan looked back, his eyes lit up, and he licked his scary **** lips.

"boom!"

A cloud of blood chased up.

"So fast, real person Fuxian, where do you go?"

Master Lu shouted: "Your Highness, I will help Ma Xianchang."

With a flash of light, Master Lu rose to the sky.

Yin Hong shouted: "The army..."

Before he was called out, his military division was out of sight.

Yin Hong looked at the Changhong dodged in the sky, his yin and yang mirror couldn't shine at all, not only a layer of sweat broke out on his head.

Although this magic weapon is easy to use, it consumes a lot of money.

His master obviously wanted to drag him to death.

He can guarantee that he will run out of mana with one more cup of tea.

Then it will become the fish on the chopping board, let his master kill it.

Lu Chuan seemed to be a gas refiner, so he could support it, but the military division even ran away.

Zheng Lun is here, but he is just a martial artist who knows secret techniques. With a little mana, what can he do?

Yin Hong wanted to scold someone angrily, but at this time he was also flawlessly distracted.

A flash of light, a cloud of blood galloped across the sky.

The real person Fuxian looked panicked, running desperately, and his heart was extremely depressed.

Think of him as Samantabhadra, one of the famous Yuxu Twelve Immortals.

Today I actually fell into a situation where I was chased by a true immortal and had no way to enter the earth...

The point is that Ma Yuan is so cruel.

Fuxian felt that if he met someone he knew, his old face would be lost.

At the end of them, a slap-sized goldfinch hung from behind.

He didn't plan to touch the landmine of Real Man Fuxian.

You can never imagine how outrageous Yuanshi guarded the calf.

Who dared to blow these twelve bombs?

He just wanted to see if Ma Yuan could kill this guy.

As for Ma Yuan, he doesn't care, this guy is too cruel, let's go on the list!

The blood cloud chased Fu Xian, and soon came to a high mountain.

After all, Ma Yuan had real magic power and speed much faster than Samantabhadra, and the distance between the two kept getting closer as they pursued.

Seeing less than ten feet, Ma Yuan appeared grinning in the blood cloud, and Fu Xian yelled in his heart that my life is over...

Sudden change!

"Uncle Puxian, don't panic, my disciple will help you surrender this evil way!"

Yang Jian's voice suddenly came from Ma Yuan's belly.

Ma Yuan was taken aback, but before reacting, he suddenly screamed and fell from the sky.

When he landed on the ground, his eyebrows were frowning, big beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and he rolled on the ground with his hands holding his stomach, screaming, "It hurts me to death, ah..."

"Huh?" Real person Fu Xian couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw this situation. He fell from the sky and tentatively said: "Yang Jian, is that you?"

"Uncle Uncle is me."

Yang Jian laughed and said, "This evil way is cruel and inhuman, so he dared to cut people's stomachs and eat his heart, but he didn't know that his disciple had eight or nine profound changes. Uncle, it will be done to him soon, lest there be more. People were murdered by him."

"Okay!" The real man Fu Xian wielded a sword in his hand, he was proud, and staring at the rolling Ma Yuan was about to make a sword.

"These twelve immortals are really lucky."

Lu Chuan, who turned into a goldfinch in the sky, said in his heart.

He who doesn't know is fearless, but he is the opposite, because he knows so much that he is fearful in his heart.

Ma Yuan is the kind who dares to kill the twelve immortals who just lifted the sword and cut the twelve immortals.

Without Yang Jian's intervention, he can guarantee that after Ma Yuan catches up with the real person Fuxian, that guy will definitely be unlucky.

But he couldn't die now, instead he wanted to fight back.

This is luck.

People with strong luck can turn bad luck into good luck every time.

This person with weak luck...

It is estimated that if there is one time, it will almost be explained.

Seeing that Ma Yuan was about to die, suddenly, a voice came from the sky:

"Friends, keep people under the sword!"

Real Man Fu Xian looked back, and saw a Taoist man with a branch in his arms and a pair of buns walking on the clouds.

"Quick mention?" Lu Chuan was taken aback.

The person who came is exactly the quasi mention of one of the two holy sages in the West.

"Who is the Taoist friend, I don't know what to say here?"

The real person Fuxian was surprised, and Zhunti's robe and dress were completely different from those of the East, which surprised him.

"It is normal for a Taoist friend to not know the poor Dao. The poor Dao is not a person from the East, but it is also true for a Western teacher to mention Daoist."

Zhunti smiled and said, "Father of Daoist, this fellow Daoist Ma Yuan has deep roots and is connected to the West, so Pang Dao wants to ask a fellow Daoist for a bite. How about keeping him alive?"

"Just this stuff is still well-founded?"

Lu Chuan curled his lips in his heart, this must be deeply rooted, isn't Master Lu a saint?

After all, he felt that this quasi-promotion was just seeing this Ma Yuandao go high.

A true fairy-level master!

Real Man Fu Xian said in surprise: "Long admired Western Dafa, the appearance of the lotus flower, the relic and the light, it turns out that the Western leader has arrived."

"Friends of Taoism are polite!"

Zhunti laughed and said softly, "However, I heard about the name of the Twelve Heavenly Immortals in the poor Dao early on, how come I saw Dao friends today... the state has fallen, and Dao Xing has been seriously damaged!"

Real person Fuxian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What a disaster for my generation!"

Having said that, he told me about his fall in the realm.

Zhun Ti smiled slightly, his eyes flashed, glanced at the sky and then at Ma Yuan's stomach, smiled and said a word.

I saw Puxian hesitate after listening.

Zhunti said something again, and then, the real man Fu Xian was full of joy and made a solemn salute to Zhunti.

Then Zhun raised his index finger and lit the center of Real Man Fuxian's brow.

"what happened?"

Lu Chuan felt that something was wrong: "What were they talking about just now, there was no sound at all?"

He also didn't think he could hide it from quasi mention.

It's just that you listened to the front, and suddenly you couldn't hear it from the back. It's hard for people not to think that there is a ghost in it.

What's more, he also knew that after enshrining the gods, the four of Manjusri, Samantabhadra, Cihang, and Yuliusun went to the west.

Ask Yang Jian later, Lu Chuan thought in his heart.

After a while, the two of them finished the exchange. Zhunti laughed and asked Ma Yuan: "You are bound to the West. It’s better to let me go to the West and talk about the Three Vehicles by the Bade Pond. You will be at ease with Qibaolin. ?"

Ma Yuan is so desperate to die, how can I say that it's bad?

Quickly said: "Good, good, good!"

Zhunti looked at Fu Xian, Fu Xian said humanely: "Yang Jian, come out!"

"Open your mouth!"

As soon as Ma Yuan heard it nervously, a white light floated from his mouth and turned into Yang Jian on the ground.

Yang Jian glanced at Zhunti and Fuxian, a trace of suspiciousness flashed under his eyes~www.readwn.com~Not bad, not bad..."

Zhunti looked at the young and heroic Yang Jian, nodding lightly, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Unfortunately, this was an outstanding disciple whom Yuanshi Tianzun liked.

"It's really rare to have such cultivation bases and supernatural powers at such a young age."

The quasi-speaking Taoist smiled and said: "Father Samantabhadra, thank you very much this time, and if you say goodbye, Pang Dao took Ma Yuan to the West!"

Fu Xian nodded and watched Zhun Ti take Ma Yuan to the west.

Yang Jian looked at Fuxian with a beam of joy between his eyebrows, and wanted to ask something, but in the end he endured it.

"Yang Jian, Ma Yuan has been settled, so I will go back to the mountain."

Fu Xian said humanely: "You go to Xiqi to return to life!"

Yang Jian glanced at Fuxian deeply, clasped his fist and said, "Uncle, take care."