Legend of the Great Saint

Wan Guiyuan.

A relic melts in the pale fingertips, giving off a faint golden glow, a touch of silk into the palm of the hand, like a gold thread, deep into the bones, turned into bone marrow, circulating.

The wind plunged through the mountains and passed through the "Xuanyin Ghost Array", which immediately turned into a rolling yin, whistling like a ghost, crying, and screaming.

Xiao An got up and looked up, and a round of hooks hung in the sky, like immersed in a dark river, the wind is the river, the river is the river, and the moonlight is dim.

She took out a sharp-pointed object. The color of the white is like a white bone. It looks like a myriad of ghouls swallowing each other and cohesive. Although there is no edge, there is a faint edge that runs through the boundaries and reverses the power of the void.

This is the key to the hungry ghost door. With this "hungry ghost key", she can use the hungry ghost door very calmly, so that all the people who regard her as the enemy of the enemy will not be able to act rashly.

This is the secluded handed to her. After knowing that her death was the conspiracy of Xuan Yinzong, she believed her without doubt. Chu Lie Wang sighed and said, "Xuanyue, you are self-sufficient" and left.

Looking back at all the things at the time, she couldn't help but sigh, much like a mortal lover. She refining the many relics that Dafoshan got and injecting a new power into Zhu Yanbai.

However, inevitably, the Buddha's magical thoughts fought fiercely, brewing a human heart, and began to have many feelings, and reacted emotionally to many things.

For example, Li Qingshan is about to get married.

Although she does not care about these vagrants, she does not envy Han Qiongzhi, and she does not worry that Li Qingshan will be loved, but she always feels a little weird.

She couldn't help but shook her head, expelled all kinds of distracting thoughts, and prepared for the next step of practice. Of course, she would not go to the wedding, so as not to grab the bride's limelight, and wait until the flying king. Go to Qinghe House again!

Now Xuan Yin poly ghost array has been restarted, blood sea scorpion and sacral rosary are also completely repaired, and the Buddha sword has undergone another quenching, "Zhu Yanbai bones repair is also a further level. It can be said that everything is ready, just wait for the door to be hungry,

But before that, she wants to refine a new treasure of white bones - chaos!

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Wanli Huangsha, an isolated city.

The wind and sand swept over and covered the moon.

Here is the junction of Qingzhou and Chizhou. It is a constant storm, and sometimes it will even provoke a hurricane in the sky, turning into a horrible tornado and sucking yellow sand. It is like a yellow dragon, destroying everything along the way, only powerful practitioners can survive here.

This lonely city is the sect of the sand boat school. The sand boat head has a "white camel work, and it has already passed the second day." Condensed out of Jin Dan, also known in Chizhou.

However, at this moment, the sand boat faction was silent, the disciples disciples were unaware of the scene, and the guardian sect of the millennium was broken. A camel carved by white stone was silently subjected to the wind and sand.

There was a scream in the sand. That is not the cry of human beings. Inside the open door, the blue and the wild ghosts swayed, all the disciples gathered in the temple, but turned into a dead dead body, and their souls were tormented in the wildfire, and the sand boat head was also among them. Curse of resentment:

"We have no enmity, you have this poisonous hand... you must not die!"

"Oh, enmity? Isn't there now?"

The elders sneer, this scene he has not seen for many years, as the elders of the Xuan Yinzong. There are inexhaustible ghosts in the hungry ghosts. There is no need to do the "sacrifice of the soul".

But now he has no scruples, watching a soul mourn in the flames, a twist of pleasure in his heart, but recalling the white fire in the tens of thousands of ghosts, feeling a burst of anger, more and more force WISP.

But he did not do this to vent his anger or practice. As the mourning sound became louder and louder, the wildfire became more and more prosperous. He solemnly took out a black spiritual position and came to the temple of the main hall. After the yellow curtain, stood a The statue of the old man, wrinkled with wrinkles, sloping and sloping, sloppy hair, all white, bent over, hugged a cane, and looked at the front.

That inexplicable eye makes the elders feel disgusted. I want to be the first generation of the sand boat. Now he has destroyed the door, and he does not put a statue in his eyes. The big sleeve waved and the statue flew out and hit the wall. , divided into four parts, and then put the black spirit in his hand, respectfully put it up, with a line of gold paint on the top - the third generation of the Xuan Yinzong lord "away from the scorpion."

The Emperor of the Xuanyin dynasty and the elders of the elders, before entering the hungry ghosts, whether they are flying or smashing ghosts, will leave such a spiritual position, which contains a little spirituality and is preserved in the "Zu Ling Temple" of Xuan Yinzong. In the middle, the elders are responsible for guarding the ancestral hall, and when necessary, they are responsible for presiding over the ceremony, cultivating the soul, and summoning the ancestors.

However, the spirituality of most spiritual positions will soon be annihilated. Even if they have just been worshipped for a few days, the spirituality will be cut off. These big monks who are unscrupulous in Kyushu will not be able to escape the engulfing of the hungry ghosts. It is really amazing. I was scared, so it was not a last resort. The elders would never enter the hungry ghosts. They must enter in the way of flying, like the "scorpion".

The call of the wind and sand is getting louder and louder. The elders are correct in color, kneeling down and kneeling, and there are words in the mouth, which are ingeniously blended with the mourning of the soul, gradually squeezing the wind out of the temple, and putting the souls into the spirit. In the black spiritual position, a darker shadow suddenly appeared, which was distorted, like a human being, not a human being. In an instant, the whole hall was filled.

"See the sovereigns of the disciples!" The elders were deeply decapitated and felt a chill of deep bone marrow.

"What do you call me? Did you find the bones?" The sound seemed to come from the depths of the cave, and the hollowness echoed in the darkness.

"The disciple is about to report this matter..."

The elders of the Ming dynasty said everything that happened in Xuan Yinzong, one by one, and pushed all the blame to the dead Xuan Yin lord, saying that when he was on the bones, he was led to the disaster.

The black shadow was silent for a moment, and it seemed that he did not expect such a change. He suddenly approached the elders, and he said: "So you escaped alone? Why don't you open the hungry ghost door?!"

"I want to report this matter to you! The white flame is not the same, the million sinister ghosts are ignited in an instant, and dozens of ghost kings are not opponents. If they open the hungry ghost door, I am afraid that they will provide her with food. It's even harder to deal with!" The elders will be lower.

"I know that you are afraid of death, but I forgive you. When I am hungry, I will reward you. If... your soul is not destroyed... I haven't seen it for a long time... The old camel you are still dead... ”

The black shadow gathered back into the spirit, and the sound gradually became ethereal, with malicious ridicule. The last sentence was not for the elders.

The elders suddenly stunned and turned their heads. A hunchback old man was standing outside the gate with a cane, his eyes staring at the front. If it were the enchanting sorrow, it was almost suspected that it was still a statue.

"You are..." suddenly found a name in the mind of the elders: "White Camel Sand King!"

One of the ten demon kings, the king of the Chizhou demon.

Unlike the big banyan king and the ink sea dragon king are staying in a stable place~www.readwn.com~ The white camel sand king walked all the way in the Wanlisha sea in Chizhou, and his whereabouts became a mystery.

Legend has it that he will be turned into a white camel, guiding the lost in the sandstorm, and even guiding the sandstorm, avoiding the oasis where the souls gather, is regarded as a symbol of good fortune, and there are fewer people who have seen others.

The elders just listened to the name "White Camel Sand King". He did not hesitate, turned into a ghost, and flew away. All the ghost kings in his hands lost in the battle of Xuan Yinzong and are in the weakest state. Besides, even if the strength is not damaged, it is difficult to compete with the ten demon king, but he is confident in getting out of it.

The white camel sand king did not move, and the hand of the Populus euphratica in his hand was lightly smashed. The sandstorm violently tweeted ten times and swallowed thousands of miles and swallowed everything.

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At the other end of the hungry ghost door, the boundless black shadow descended, and countless corpse kings and ghosts fell to the ground. Among them, there were several corpse emperors and ghosts, all of which converge on the arrogance and greeted them, and called: "Welcome to the emperor! ”

I didn't care about the emperor, staring at the hungry ghost door, as if I saw the other end of the scene: "Come on, I know you will open this door, I know that you are also greedy for hunger!"