Step Back! Master is Here!

running dog? Get out of here? free?

Tang Luo narrowed his eyes: "You guys, so do you"

His words were swallowed by the blood claws of blood under his feet.

With the roar of the World Destroyer, the blood formed non-human and non-beast blood claws completely covering Tang Luo, crushing, twisting and corroding!

All kinds of power poured out.

"I'm free ..."

Watching Tang Luo be swallowed up, the destroyer suddenly calmed down, the cricket on his face disappeared, becoming indifferent and high above him.

Then he started to laugh, his smile brightened to a little twisted: "Yes, I'm free."

"Evil!"

The irregular sphere formed by the blood-colored claws burst, and the blood-colored flower splattered.

A young man appeared in front of Tang Luo, wearing a glazed robe and a string of beads on his neck, revealing a simple and just-built atmosphere.

He glared at the destroyer: "Hurt my master!"

"Cough." Tang Luo coughed gently. "Wu Jing, good teacher, no injuries, don't worry."

"Master! The disciples will be able to protect you well!" Qi Lingwu stood in front of Tang Luo, loyal.

The World Destroyer looked at Tang Luo and Qi Lingwujing, instead of proceeding, looked at them mockingly: "Poor running dog."

I don't know if he is talking about Tang Luo or Sha Wujing.

"Are you a demon walking?" Tang Luo looked at the destroyer and asked the question that was interrupted just now.

The Nobleman said, "No, it's not anymore, my name is Cainster."

"Oh, it used to be." Tang Luo smiled. "You hid in this world and succeeded in getting out of the demon game?"

Qi Lingwu retreated to Tang Luo's side, one step behind, still staring at Cainster, and prepared to protect Tang Luo at any time.

"You running dogs, one step late." Cainster was the default. "Poor, as a running dog but you don't know it, let me help you out."

He tapped his fingers lightly.

The blood under Tang Luo's feet boiled again.

The entire tower collapsed instantly. No, it should be said that the tide turned into blood.

Including the surrounding cities, in a short conversation, it has become a sea of ​​blood, and the buildings are continuously engulfed and disappear.

The **** wave swept across Tang Luo.

Qi Lingwu opened his hands to form a shield, covering him and Tang Luo.

The **** giant wave smashed on top of the protection and instantly shattered, as if hitting a reef, and did nothing.

"Not bad, what's your name?" Cainster's feet formed the Scarlet Throne, and he sat down and asked.

"The poor monk's Xuanzhang is a monk." Tang Luo folded his hands, "He is good at reducing demons and demons, and pursuing all beings."

"Monk." Cainster smiled, revealing a pair of sharp canine teeth. "Did someone like you be sent to look for me? After all, I'm a legendary vampire ..."

While talking, he raised his finger slightly, as if trying to provoke Tang Luo's blood to boil.

"Huh?" Cainster was a little surprised after half a second, "It seems this little trick is not useful to you."

His methods failed to make a difference.

The opponent is like a steel fortress, making it difficult for him to start from the inside.

As for Sha Wujing, naturally it is useless. As an instrumental spirit, he has no blood at all.

"Vampire." Tang Luo said, "You are not the aborigines of this world, the gods and demon walk from the same world. That corrupt blood is your blood?"

"Blood of corruption?" Cainster thought of, "It turned out to be this, it was a clone I threw away, and it seemed to play a big role."

The words were very understatement, but he paid a considerable price to avoid that time.

But he also got time for him, and now, as he said, he is no longer walking.

But a free vampire.

Don Lowe never heard Cainster's name.

Nowadays, the largest group of "ages" are the Equatorial, Jiang Shang, Zeus, and Odin.

According to the real world age, they are all old men over 100 years old.

Older demons walking than them have never appeared.

But it is certain that before them there was a walking of gods and demons, and the martial art myth that the Equatorial Taoist people established was the product of the previous walking of gods and demons.

Cainster, the demon walked earlier!

"You older demon walking have disappeared." Tang Luo said, "It seems to be fattened and slaughtered. Are you one of the few missing nets?"

"Want to know?" Cainster started again. "Go to **** with questions. I am the most annoying of you monks, clergy!"

Maybe it was set to the cross or something.

The huge palm stretched out from the sea of ​​blood, a huge eye opened in the center of the palm, staring at Tang Luo and Sha Wujing in the sky.

Sha Wujing couldn't move immediately, and her body shape was not stable.

"Wu Jing, please go back first, let here be the teacher." Tang Luo said.

"Yes, Master." Sha Wujing's figure disappeared for a while, and his body was actually worn on Tang Luo's wrist.

Tang Luo's body was imprisoned by invisible power, and the palms had come to his feet.

Five fingers were constantly flowing with blood, and there were weird mouths growing on them, open teeth.

"set."

Tang Luo performed the fixation technique, and there was no way to stop the **** hands from covering him.

"Stupid." Cainster whispered, his head suddenly burst into a ball of blood.

The seat of the Scarlet Throne, along with his head and the scarlet palms under Tang Luo's feet, shattered, and the sea was covered with blood.

"you……"

Blood surged, and Cainster returned to its original state instantly.

The moment he spoke, the monk on the opposite side raised his hand with a punch.

Then his head and **** hands burst.

This strength was a bit beyond Cainster's expectations.

"The poor monk is a monk, not a monk." Tang Luo had a lotus at his feet and appeared next to Cainster. "At least it is completely different from the monks in your cognition. Just tear your hands. "

Cainster's body was torn in two by Don Lowe.

Just when it was torn apart, like the broken head just now, it turned into blood that was scattered in the sky.

Part of the blood and water condensed in the mid-air, forming several heads, and the mouth opened to an exaggerated degree.

Two rows of sharp teeth were exposed, not the throat, but the teeth of a meat grinder, biting towards Tang Luo.

Reached for a virtual grip, Xuan change in hand, Tang Luo swept the Xuan change umbrella around, and the overlapping shadows flickered. While the heads were shredded, the umbrella surface also blocked the scattered blood.

"Roar!"

The deafening roar sounded.

A huge scarlet face appeared in the sea of ​​blood under his feet, and it was Cainster. A huge appeal came from his mouth to swallow Tang Luo into the sea of ​​blood.

Tang Luo backhanded.

Nirvana glass handprint!

A palm print larger than the sea of ​​blood fell from the sky and fell down fiercely!

The ground was shaking.

The terrible power caused the sea of ​​blood to evaporate more than half into a **** lake in a large pit.

"It's a good dog. No wonder you'll be asked to come to me." Cainster's figure appeared inexplicably behind Tang Luo, his neck stretched like a poisonous snake, and he bit into Tang Luo's neck.

Tang Luo didn't look at it either, the umbrella of mysterious transformation became the hammer of mysterious transformation.

The latter arrived first, and smashed Hidden's head and body with a hammer.

But such a physical attack didn't seem to have much effect on him, and Cainster appeared in midair again intact the next second.

"Resilience is good," Tang Luo praised, "it is a qualified sandbag, but unfortunately ..."

"What a pity?"

"Unfortunately, as the creator of the demon, you don't even have any of the characteristics of the devil, so weak." Tang Luo reached out and grabbed.

The mudrab grabbed Cainster in front of him.

Cainster is not the same as the Protoss or the Demon.

He didn't even have the characteristic of "attack immunity". All the attacks that Tang Luo fell on him were real.

Not like demons and deities, will be offset.

"Everything comes at a price." Cainster's eyes flickered slightly. "Why do you understand my path?"

Talking, he disintegrated from Tang Luo's fingerprints on his own, and appeared next to him, stabbing Tang Luo with a knife.

Tang Luo turned around with a punch, smashing the entire right arm of the Herst.

The cracked right arm turned into a blood sickle and stroked towards Tang Luo's arm.

Blood flashed.

Cainster's body collapsed, and he distanced himself from Don Lowe, while his arms recovered, he frowned and looked at Don Lowe.

Tang Luo's uniform was restored to Jin Zhen's appearance. At that moment, the blood-sharpness emanating from Cainster was uneasy.

"You monk ..." Cainster said, "beautiful, how many people did you kill?"

"Did I not say that poor monks are good at demons and demons?"

When the sword of mysterious change waved, the sword flashed and divided the Herst into two.

The real one was divided into two, and Cainster turned into two directly, rushing to Tang Luo.

Tang Luo was another sword, and Cainster was divided into four sections, but then rushed to him as four people.

"Useless! I am an immortal being!" Four Cainster besieged Tang Luo, all surrounded by his shadows.

The speed is fast, and the attack is spreading the entire space.

Tang Luo was unable to defend with a thousand hands. One hand and one sword blocked the attack of Cainster while turning him into eighteen and sixteen.

"You can't die but you don't die enough." Tang Luo said in a relaxed tone. "If you kill enough, you will die. How many lives do you have?"

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"The whole world will be my life!"

Cainster laughed wildly, "I am the master of all beings, the master of the new world!"

The scarlet lake turned into a large number of bloodlines, pouring into Cainster's body.

In all directions, there are also a large number of fine blood lines that cut through the sky and are densely packed, covering almost the entire sky into Cainster.

The blood was diffused, and he seemed to be covered with a spiked blood armor.

"Good."

The blade of the metaphysical sword in Tang Luo's hands began to change, becoming somewhat transparent, and it seemed that an amber flame was burning on the blade.

"Just let the poor monk kill him!"

The glass sword shadow tears the sky!