Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Xiao Huo's words and deeds are still an "idiot". His words shocked people on the spot.

"The great? What emperor? It's hard to say whether it's Lei di? "

After listening to the "careless" answer of Xiaohuo, all the great saints sitting there were shocked. They suddenly thought of the empty shadow of Lei Di on that day.

"Damn it, Yan Feng not only has the will of the emperor Lei to protect himself, but also has the personal protection of the great saint. Isn't it impossible to win the emperor Lei Sutra?"

The faces of the great saint of gaoleshan and the great saint of xingxingge changed again and again. I felt that things were too unexpected.

From this point of view, if you want to seize the emperor's Sutra from the ancient wind, isn't there no hope at all? Because no one dared to despise Leidi's original warning, and no one dared to underestimate a great saint.

After looking at each other, Zixu and Ziyang moved their eyes to the battle platform and said, "since the people have arrived, let's continue. The rules remain unchanged, and the fight will not stop until the last person! "

As soon as the voice fell, it immediately detonated the whole audience.

Now the seven masters are on the same stage, which is bound to be more wonderful.

The crowd opened their posture and began to fight.

However, just then, a Buddha's horn suddenly sounded in the distance: "Amitabha, since it is the eight wastelands war, how can there be less monks?"

Everyone could not help looking back, and bursts of exclamations were issued on the spot.

I saw a young monk with six feet tall and his hands folded.

He was covered in gold, and there was a Buddha circle behind his head, which set him off like the Buddha.

"Zhang Liu's golden body?"

On the spot, several great saints on the stage recognized the origin. What the visitor showed was the famous Zhang Liu golden body among the Buddhists.

However, at this time, the ancient wind and Lingxiao's face immediately crossed. Because the visitor is also an old acquaintance. He is the king of Gaozhou, an empty little monk.

Just when people were stunned, the empty little monk stepped directly on the battle platform in one step, even if it shocked the whole battle platform.

"Amitabha, I'm empty and polite."

"Emptiness? Will the little monk be empty? Wocao, a monk, even came to compete for the gold of the purple house. Is it a bit that? "

As soon as he said this, the crowd immediately fried the pot. I feel that the world is so crazy that even monks can't stand the emptiness and loneliness. They ran out to participate in martial arts competitions to recruit relatives.

Whether it is Zixu or Ziyang, the eyebrows are wrinkled.

Although they didn't explicitly stipulate that family members can't participate, you thief bald donkey should have a self-consciousness, right? A bald monk of yours wants to marry Laozi's daughter, too?

Since he came to power, the empty little monk put away his gold body, looked around the people on the platform, and then locked his eyes on Lingxiao.

"How are you doing? Do you want to pester me? "

Lingxiao was very angry. He just learned the magic power of golden hair, but he was called by the dead bald head and "evil animals" one by one. He still had to take himself as a mount. He really deceived others.

"Accept you as a Buddha!"

In four simple words, the meaning and determination of the little monk are clear. It turned out that his purpose today was not to kill the daughter of the purple house, nor to kill the Tianjue, but to subdue Lingxiao.

"Little monk, are you a little presumptuous?"

Gu Feng knew that for Lingxiao, the little monk was like hitting an old enemy, so he stood up at this critical moment.

The ancient wind is pseudonymed Yan Feng. Although Ling Xiao knows it, the little monk doesn't know it.

Because the pseudonym "Yan Feng" was used by him when he was in Qingzhou. Lingxiao naturally knew that he came from Qingzhou, but the little monk came from Gaozhou, but he didn't know it at all. Therefore, it is also from the lower world, but the little monk can't identify the ancient style.

"Amitabha, this is a personal grudge between the little monk and the benefactor. Please don't interfere with benefactor Yan Feng."

"Presumptuous, today is a challenge arena war. As long as we get on this arena, we will be opponents. You told me not to intervene. Do you ask others to agree?"

Since Lingxiao has made friends with himself, he naturally has to do everything for his friends.

The little monk was not annoyed. He just stood there smiling and speechless.

At this time, the fat man couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, interesting, are you a big monk kicked by a donkey? For personal gratitude and resentment, I ran to this platform. Don't you know this is the platform for martial arts competition? You, a great monk, have six clean roots and come on a blind date. Where do you put the purple house? "

As soon as they spoke, they changed the complexion of Zixu and Ziyang on the spot.

After suppressing his anger, Ziyang said, "I choose a son-in-law in Zifu. I didn't target the crowd. I said earlier that anyone under the age of 25 can participate. Although the master has no invitation card and has not been selected, if he has real talent, he doesn't mind making an exception to let you participate. "

"Thank you so much, little monk!"

Emptiness closed again and smiled. Although there were many bad eyes staring at him, he was not afraid at all.

The curtain had just come down and was ready to officially start. A burst of Yin measured laughter came from the horizon: "ha ha, it's interesting. Since a big monk can participate in the war, it's also Laozi!"

Then a young man dressed in black robes and with a rolling black fog appeared on the stage.

As soon as he got on the stage, he unconsciously made people afraid and couldn't help retreating several steps.

"Ming Xiaoyou? It's you? "

Yes, the visitor is Ming Xiaoyou. I don't know how much stronger his breath is than when he was in Kyushu.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect the three of us to meet again after we parted from Kyushu. It's really fate!"

Ming Xiaoyou laughed, and the evil spirit was incomparable. It was so black that others didn't want to get close at all.

Similarly, he didn't recognize the ancient style, only the little monk and Lingxiao.

"All three of you are from lower Kyushu?"

Ming Xiaoyou's casual words changed Zixu Ziyang's face on the spot. The reason why there was such a big reaction was precisely because ziling'er was still suppressed by the ancient customs of Kyushu.

"It turns out that all three of you are from Kyushu. No wonder you didn't show mountains and dew earlier." Ziyang stroked his beard and nodded uncontrollably. Then the conversation turned and asked, "since you are from Kyushu, have you ever known the whereabouts of the ancient wind?"

"Amitabha, I don't know. Before the final battle came, I heard that the ancient wind was caught by the demon Kui head, and then there was no news. " The little monk said truthfully.

Lingxiao is very straightforward. He doesn't say anything. He knows that the ancient style is on the battle platform, but he pretends not to know.

However, Ming Xiaoyou smiled: "what are you still thinking about him for? I might as well tell you that there will be no demon star antiquity in this world, because he was personally entered into the animal reincarnation path by me. It is estimated that he is eating pig food in a pigsty at this time! "