Heavens and Worlds Pawn System

"It ’s so strong, is this child the reincarnation of a peerless demon?" Over the golden soldier's palace, above the golden clouds, the bright golden light flashed in the eyes of Fatuotuo, looking down at the scene in the courtyard of the mansion with a trace of his face Shocked and even shocked.

"Whether it is a reincarnation of a peerless demon, this son cannot stay, otherwise, it will certainly bring poison to life, and we are all sinners." Slim-headed man with a sad and compassionate voice, a firm and compassionate voice.

Fatto nodded his head, raised his hand and summoned a dark bowl: "I will not go to hell, how to reduce evil spirits and clear away sins. Brother, brother went first."

"Go, I'll fight for you." Shoutou summoned a golden zen stick, folded her hands and stretched her arms. The gusty wind blew up his broad hoe, revealing his skinny body more and more.

Fattou claims to be a good person, and good people usually have all kinds of bad smells, they call this bad smells virtue or conduct. For example, it will not attack, even if it is facing a demon, it will remind the other party before starting.

"Sinister, look at the bowl!"

Nezha, who was preparing to tease the black pig spirit, suddenly heard the sound of a tiger and a leopard coming from his head. He looked up and saw that a dazzling beam of golden light suddenly fell down, covering his body, and constantly sending him Crazy pulling in the void!

"Oh!"

Nezha didn't know what was going on, but he knew very well that he wouldn't have a good end if he stood alone. His hands were clenched into fists, his body was squatting, his body weight was shifting downwards, and he was struggling to resist the suction from the top of his head and the thrust in the golden light.

It's just that his Daoxing and Fattou have a big gap compared to him. Just after insisting that there is no time for half a cup of tea, his small body will fly uncontrollably. readwn.com

"Well ..." At the same time, a thunderous, high-speed spinning thunder sword suddenly tore up into the sky, and the purple arc above the blade cut the bright golden light curtain, colluding together, Condensed into a purple thunder dragon, protecting Nezha behind him, staring coldly at the air.

"Futuotuo, what are you doing?" Su Jin stepped out of the box and reached out. The huge purple thunder dragon instantly turned into countless currents and reunited into a long sword in his hands.

"Door, you once said that you can identify demons, so why do you turn a blind eye to the demons in front of you, and even cover up for maintenance?" Fat-headed tussle, such as Vajra, was angry, and reached out and pointed at Su Jin.

Su Jin frowned and said, "Whoever stipulates, the demon must be bad, and Renxian must be good? He is only a child, and he hasn't done anything wrong. Why do you shout and kill him?"

"As a human race, we must prevent micro-durations and prevent problems before they happen. This child is full of magic. If he grows up in the future, it must be a serious problem for the human race!" Fattou said solemnly, "Door, please let go and don't let I'm waiting for trouble. "

"Shi Niang, take me back to the room, no matter what happens, don't come out." Su Jin said to Yin Shiniang hurriedly.

"Hey, you go back to your room obediently. Brother, I want to fight alongside you!" Yin Shiniang said solemnly with a sword in her hand.

"You are not their opponent, obedient, otherwise the words are not helping me, but are dragging me down!" Su Jin opened his eyes sharply.

Yin Shiniang was speechless, bent over and picked up the nun, turned into a residual image, and entered a room in the front yard.

"Mother, I want to see the uncle beat the bad guy." Nezha whispered.

Yin Shiniang was also anxious and anxious, raised her hand to open a gap in the window, and looked at the courtyard with Nezha.

"The stubborn spirit, the stubbornness, the donor, offended." Fattou shook his head, a movement of his heart, the black bowl bowl suspended in midair turned the mouth of the bowl, aimed at Su Jin's body.

Then Fattou put his hands together and chanted the Scriptures. Each golden character lit up on the bowl with the sound of the scriptures. The thick golden light curtain shattered like a waterfall, and it was amazing.

A bright arc erupted from the sword in Su Jin's hand. The sword resembled the sky against a golden light curtain. The time seemed to stand still at this moment. After a moment, a violent explosion sounded like a thunderous thunder. Throughout the entire Chen Tangguan.

"Uh ..." In the void, Fattou vomited blood, and the countless golden runes on the bowl were shattered into light and turned black again.

Su Jin's body was immobile, and the blue bricks under her feet cracked, with him as the center, forming a full house crack like a spider's web!

Fattou picked up his sleeves and wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth. He reached out and held the bowl in his hand, and poured immortality into it. But the qi in his body moved a little, and the qi and blood began to violently surging, and a bit of blood couldn't help spraying out.

"Come on." Shoutou held the golden zen stick and stood in front of him.

"You are not my opponents. If you fight again, you will be killed or injured. Why?" Su Jin said in a deep voice.

"In order to protect all beings from calamity, even if the poor monk falls into hell, the poor monk is still very willing." Slender head Tuo said, throwing out the zen stick in his hand, a glare of golden light blocked the day The light, with bursts of magic thunder, drowned the entire courtyard.

"Oh!"

Su Jin danced with the Thunder Sword, and the Thunder Sword trembled in the golden light. The deep purple thunder light and the Buddha's golden light continued to entangle, compete, and burst into a loud sound.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the dark purple thunderbolt was like a dragon, swallowing all the brilliant golden light in one mouth, Su Jin walked with his sword, crossed the void, and step by step came to the thin-headed Tuo.

"boom!"

Su Jin spins in the air, Jianmang falls like a star, and is severely chopped down on the zen stick. The huge force splits the zen stick instantly, and the thin blade frame is between the thin-headed man's neck.

The sky's colorful light suddenly disappeared, and Su Jin asked word by word: "Monk, you say, what should I do with you?"

"Let go of my brother." Fattou took the bowl, and flew to Su Jin to kill him. A bowl of bowl hit his forehead.

Su Jin raised her foot and kicked Fattou with a bang, threatening coldly: "If you dare to move again, I will cut his head now and destroy his spirit!"

Fattou casts a rat against a rat, and gnaws his teeth and dares not do any more: "I advise you not to do this, otherwise, the Golden Lantern Temple will not let you go!"

"I find you really weird." Su Jinxi laughed and said, "It is you who sacrifice your benevolence for the sake of life, and it is you who threaten others with your mouth. What is this? When moral rules are not good for you, You talk about the warmth and coldness of the people; when the warmth and coldness of the people are not good for you, you talk about moral rules. The double standard is so serious, but you still think that you are very kind and a monk. Is it ridiculous? Funny! "