My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Chapter 290: ?? My son... feel your anger

   Jixia Xuegong

Luo Hong smashed the 13-faced false prison celestial mirror. Among them, the seven-point air luck collected by the 13 Taoists of Kunlun Palace entering the sea secret realm, swarmed out of it and poured into Luo's small body. in.

  The small body bears the pressure that this age should not bear.

   Li Xiuyuan stroked Luo Xiaoxiao’s head and sighed. He didn’t know whether it was a good thing... or a bad thing for Luo Xiaoxiao to bear so much luck.

   However, Luo Xiaoxiao now has no objection to being the queen of the Daluo Dynasty. With so much luck, the Daluo Dynasty will definitely prosper!

   Outside the Jixia Academy, a group of casual practitioners who surrounded them all withdrew.

   They did not dare to continue to covet the sea of ​​study secret realm in the lower academy, because Li Xiuyuan succeeded in Nirvana, possessing the powerful strength of one person against the three heavenly beings of the nine realms, even if it is the most invincible among the people who cannot be compared with the master, it is almost the same.

   Therefore, today's Jixia Academy is unattractive to the world, and learning the sea secrets is not what they should covet.

   Luo Hongxiu stepped into the first grade, and at this moment, his whole body was swelling.

  Moreover, the rewards obtained for killing three deities have broadened Luo Hong's foundation to nearly seven thousand miles.

   If an ordinary land immortal knows Luo Hong's move, he will be stunned and heartbroken. Luo Hong's move is simply a violent thing. These rewards from the power of rules are extremely precious and can help the land immortal open the road.

   As a result, Luo Hong used it to broaden the foundation of the avenue and lay the foundation. It was meaningless. He did not say much about the growth of strength, and even caused the trouble that it would become extremely difficult to open the avenue in the future.

   However, Luo Hong doesn't care. After all, the reward is there and it will be used up after all.

   Besides, the so-called difficulty in opening the avenue is nothing to Luo Hong. If it is really difficult, kill more celestial beings. Anyway, the rewards obtained can open the avenue.

   If one man is not enough, there will be ten, and if ten is not enough, there will be a hundred!

   Luo Hong didn't stay long, he needed to consolidate his cultivation skills. Kendo, martial arts, Confucianism and Taoism all entered the first rank, and if he was not careful, he was faster than the evil cultivation.

   Luo Hong was also depressed. The rules rewards, and the rewards are so many, it didn't make the evil way cultivation level improve.

   how?

   Look down on evil repair?

   Xie Xiu should be so cold?

   Therefore, Luo Hong intends to find a place to retreat and take out the human skin booklet to practice.

   Everything is about balance. Luo Hong feels that his major is evil cultivation, so he must at least reach the first grade of evil cultivation.

   Otherwise, his name as a wicked person, but it is too bad.

   But, just when he was about to pull out the human skin booklet and study it.

   But Li Xiuyuan's voice came from the ear.

   "Little Junior Brother... Maybe we should go and see the Master." Li Xiuyuan said.

   Luo Hong was startled and looked back.

   "Master?"

   "Didn't his old man suppress the Three Realms for three years?" Luo Hong suddenly became vigilant.

   What's wrong?

  Master is going home?

   Xuehai Secret Realm has not been emptied yet.

   Li Xiuyuan: "……"

  What's the matter with your vigilant look?

   However, thinking of Shushan and Bitter Boat that Luo Hong had moved from Xuehai Secret Realm, Li Xiuyuan understood a little bit. This kid... is used to being the master.

   Really surname Luo Jixia Academy?

   want a surname... also the last name Li Lixian!

   Li Xiuyuan turned out a page of the saint book.

On the pages of   , words gradually appeared: "Come on!"

After   , there is a signature at the end of the page: Master.

   Luo Hong was startled: "What does this mean?"

   "The Master is asking for help."

   Li Xiuyuan said lightly, "It should be someone who is about to attack Wuliang Mountain, and even the power of the rules can't stop it, so the Master called us to help. The Master had long expected that this is the back hand left by the Master."

   Luo Hong heard this, and suddenly came to a sudden.

   Master is awesome, I can still ask for help if it is petrified!

   Sure enough, **** is still old and spicy, save everything.

   He evacuated to learn the secrets of the sea, shouldn't his elderly know?

   Luo Hong muttered in his heart.

   Li Xiuyuan didn't say much, he reached out his hand and swiped it, and suddenly a peach blossom bloomed in the void, encumbering the figures of Luo Hong and Li Xiuyuan, and instantly fleeing away.

  ……

   Wuliang Mountain, above Wangchuan Temple.

   A heavenly gate opened, and the majestic Buddha light shone down from that gate, and there seemed to be Buddhas with golden brilliance emerging from it.

   At the foot of Mount Wuliang.

   The sky armor corpse transformed by Emperor Xia stopped immediately, and the light of the Buddha shone down, causing the sky armor corpse of Emperor Xia to make a "chichi" death sound.

  Wearing that the sky traveled by the crane, he smiled slightly and said, "Are you from Xitianmen?"

   "Xitianmen is bathed in the blood of the Buddhas. It is the sacred monk of the heavens. Now it has nothing to do with Wuliang Mountain. If you don't block half of it, all around Wuliang Mountain can be turned into a Buddhist kingdom."

   Wen Tianxingdao.

  Behind the Gate of Heaven, a golden monk headed by an extremely strong aura, with colored light surging behind him, his palms folded together, and he glanced at Wuliang Mountain.

   "Amitabha...The Jizo is sitting still after all."

   "Wuliang Mountain belongs to the line of Jizo and has nothing to do with us."

   "Finally, the head teacher of the Kunlun Palace...Since you have to deal with the master, the poor monk will not interfere."

Beneath the Buddhism, many Buddhas twisted flowers and chuckled, and then turned into a stream of light to escape from Wuliang Mountain, heading towards the surrounding city. Faith and luck.

   After the buddhas and monks left, the Kunlun Palace Master instructor squinted his eyes.

   "The Buddhists of Xitianmen..."

  South Tianmen is dominated by immortals, Xitianmen is for Buddhas, Beitianmen is for dragons, and Dongtianmen is dominated by demons...

   There is also the Zhongtian Gate, which is the Protoss.

   This is the general situation of the upper world recorded in the classics of Kunlun Palace.

   Every person who ascends to the heavenly gate can choose to replace his bloodline and become a family of the five heavenly gates.

   Anyway, if you enter the gate of heaven, you are not human.

   Human race, only in the world.

   There are rules in the world.

   The Western Tianmen Buddhist family is also very powerful, and it is rumored that the Western Heavenly King is even more unfathomable. He is the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas and has lived for endless years.

   The Vault of Heaven Buddha Gate disappeared, and the corpse of the Heavenly Armor formed by Emperor Xia climbed again.

   He set foot on Wuliang Mountain, and the whole Wuliang Mountain was shaking.

   The monstrous corpse of the Sky Armor Corpse surged, impacting.

   On the top of the mountain, the martial arts field.

   A monk from Wangchuan Temple sitting cross-legged opened their eyes one after another, with a somewhat solemn color in their eyes.

  Master Farrow stood up, and tens of thousands of monks stood behind him.

  Countless thoughts roared.

   On the top of the mountain, a huge golden Buddha statue is formed!

   "Hell ghoul?! Retreat!"

  Master Farrow screamed.

   He slapped a palm.

   The golden Buddha statue also slapped a palm, slapped Xia Huang's corpse.

   And the sky armor corpse that the Emperor Xia turned into was the idea of ​​a half-sovereign who was half-step beyond ten realms.

   At this moment, the corpse of the Sky Armor Corpse was surging.

   "I...I don't accept it!!!"

   Boom!

   Under the corpse Qi, he punched out and collided with the golden Buddha statue.

  咚! ! !

   The ear-splitting tremor and sound, surging between heaven and earth.

  The golden light and the corpse qi rippled away.

  Master Farrow suddenly sprayed blood from his mouth and nose, his eyes tightened.

   "Xiahuang?!"

   "This is the Gu Ling dispatcher of Kunlun Palace, the head teacher of Kunlun Palace?!"

  Master Faluo raised his head and looked at the cranes rising from the sky.

  The head teacher of the Kunlun Palace actually used the Emperor Xia, who was incarnate as a corpse, to deal with them.

   Xia Huang roared, stretched out his hand and tore it sharply.

   The Buddha statue that blocked his steps was suddenly torn apart!

   "This may be cause and effect..."

  Master Farrow's eyes drooped, and Jia sat on the ground, a little sad.

   If it hadn't been for Jizo to sit, it would be impossible for the headmaster of the Kunlun Palace to summon a corpse of the sky with the help of secret techniques to help Emperor Xia resurrect.

   "It's a pity, Emperor Xia crossed ten realms with half his feet, but in the end, he became your puppet, which is sad."

  Master Farrow dripped blood as he said.

   "Do you want to attack Wangchuan Temple and destroy the statue of the Master?"

   "I Wangchuan Temple...I have already neglected my duty in the matter of Jizo. This time, I will not let you succeed!"

  Master Farrow slapped both palms suddenly.

  The monks behind, glared and strode away.

   The Buddha's light shines, the Buddha's power is surging!

"kill."

   Hearing that the sky travels on a crane in the sky, he said lightly.

   The sky armor corpse transformed by Emperor Xia roared angrily.

   Step by step ascending Wuliang Mountain.

   The stone path of Wuliang Mountain that has carried pilgrims up and down for eight thousand years burst at this moment.

   The peak sky armor corpse, half the realm of Xia Huang.

   is extremely powerful.

   Boom!

  In Wangchuan Temple, an old monk floated out. It was an old monk in the land of fairyland. The road behind him stretched for nine thousand miles. He was holding a golden bowl and a magic wand, and wanted to suppress Emperor Xia.

   However, Emperor Xia was extremely fierce, completely scoured by his will, and hit the monk of Wangchuan Temple with one punch and one punch. The avenue collapsed and the Taoist flower withered.

"Roar!!!"

   The sky armor corpse transformed by Emperor Xia, like a roar of a **** and demon, he boarded the martial arts field.

However, even though the monk fell, he bought time for Master Faluo and many Buddhist monks, chanting the Buddha's name, turning the Buddha beads, and using the blood of 30,000 Buddhist monks to activate the Buddha statue formation and guard the Mount Wuliang. Block the pace of Emperor Xia.

   Xia Huang kept hitting with punches, but he still couldn't break.

   "It is worthy of being Wangchuan Temple, which has been passed down for eight thousand years... the origin of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is indeed a bit of a way."

   "No wonder the master would choose to go to Wangchuan Temple."

   Hearing that the sky was walking above the sky with a faint smile, he saw the defense of the indestructible golden Buddha statue. Unless the outside world has more than ten and a half statues to attack, the defense cannot be broken.

   Wen Tianxing laughed.

   The master's sculpture is the safest among them.

Pity……

   "The old way said... Master, you are half a bit behind."

   Hearing Tianxing smiled lightly and slammed on the sky.

   Suddenly, a thunder mark appeared in the palm of his hand.

   The thunder mark fell, and a thunder with big arms smashed down from above nine days.

   Wangchuan Temple, the performance field.

   A bell rang suddenly.

   The roaring bell sounded long and long, and in an instant, it was like a storm that blew across the entire Wangchuan Temple.

   The head of the Buddha, who was suppressed by the master before being placed under the bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas, broke the bell.

   The Buddha stepped out for the first step, the breath rose, the avenue stretched for five thousand miles, and the five-realm Buddha was broken today!

   "Amitabha..."

   The Buddha's eyes were full of compassion, a little trance, but there was another feeling of seeing the sun again.

   He took a palm shot, and instantly traversed the void and across the gate.

   In the incredible gaze of many monks, I shot Master Faro!

   The Buddha beads in Master Faluo's hand suddenly broke, and one after another, the beads fell on the ground, like glass beads falling to the ground, bouncing endlessly.

   "Buddha head...you are no longer a Buddha, but a demon!"

  Master Faluo looked back angrily, staring at the somewhat embarrassed Buddha head, bleeding, said.

   The Buddha's eyes were indifferent, he looked at the statue guarded by the Master in front of the Diting sculpture, and suddenly chuckled.

   "Suppress the poor monk Yijiazi, Master... The last thing you should not be softhearted."

  Master Faro was wounded, and the monks were shocked.

   Suddenly, the golden Buddha statue array began to disintegrate and fall apart from the inside.

The statue of Master    stood in front of Di Ting's sculpture and let out a faint sigh.

Ugh……

   Boom!

   Suddenly the devilish qi surging, the moment when the golden Buddha statue collapsed.

  The Tianjia corpse transformed by Emperor Xia completely climbed Mount Wuliang, and the golden light of the entire Mount Wuliang began to dim, as if it had been burned by a terrifying corpse.

   "War!"

   On the Wuliang Mountain, in the martial arts field.

  The monks didn't have any choice to retreat. They were not afraid of death. They held clubs and aimed at the corpse Xia Huang transformed.

  Master Faluo was slapped by the Buddha's head, his chest was pierced, dripping with blood, and the blood stained the red robe.

   Hearing that the sky travels on a crane to descend on Wuliang Mountain, his robes are flying, his eyes are thick and deep.

   The Tianjia corpse transformed by Emperor Xia slapped a palm, and many monks exploded into pieces under this palm.

   However, there are more monks who are not afraid of death and march forward, resisting fearlessly.

   is also surrounded by the high monks of Hopechuan Temple who came to block the Emperor Xia.

   However, how could Emperor Xia of the half-realm be able to stop him.

   The blood dyed red to the martial arts field of Wangchuan Temple, the stone steps were broken and turned into a river, flowing towards the world.

   Wangchuan Temple is bleeding.

   Wangchuan Temple is thousands of miles around.

   But there are Buddhists and monks who are chanting Buddhist words, brainwashing the will of the people with powerful spiritual power, making them kneel down and become citizens of the new Buddha country, offering their faith and luck.

  The birth of the Buddha Kingdom was based on the destruction of Wangchuan Temple.

   The contrast is sharp and shocking.

  ……

  Wen Tian Xing step by step, and walked to the master sculpture.

   There are rules and powers intertwined, and one after another talisman appears around Wen Tianxing.

   He came to Diting sculpture and looked at the statue of Master.

   "You sealed my body, but I didn't expect that I have a ray of will in the world."

   Wen Tianxing laughed, looked at the master, and said.

   is like a conversation between old friends.

   hum...

  In the master's sculpture, there is also a condensation of mysterious energy, which turns into a vague body of mind.

   "Why come to this...what good is it for you if the world falls?"

   "Do you want to break through the ten realms? So you draw heaven and man into the world?"

  Master said.

   Wen Tianxing carried his hands on his back, facing the power of the rules, a piece of talisman burning.

   He didn't dare to fight against the rules, but he could temporarily circumvent the rules with the power of Fulu.

   "Longevity?"

   "Beyond the Ten Realms?"

   Wen Tianxing smiled.

   "You should know... these are not what I want."

   The master raised his eyebrows and seemed to understand something.

   "Where is the Human Emperor Sword?" Wen Tianxing said.

   "There is no emperor in the world, where is the emperor sword?" The phantom of the Master squinted his eyes.

   "Can the Human Emperor Sword learn the sea secret realm?"

   Ask again after hearing the sky.

   "The Secret Realm of Xuehai is now not owned by the old man..." The Master's words contained a little resentment.

   The two answered the wrong question.

   Wen Tianxing smiled faintly, "It seems that I am studying in the sea secret realm..."

   Wen Tianxing felt that he had found the answer he wanted.

   The master is delaying time.

   Boom!

  Blood flowed into a river on the top of Mount Wuliang.

Many monks wanted to fight to suppress the Xiahuang Tianjia corpse. However, they were all shot to death by the Xiahuang Tianjia corpse. The original 30,000 monks were killed by the Xiahuang Tianjia corpse who only knew of killing 20,000. Many corpses are everywhere in the martial arts field.

   The smell of blood rushed into the sky.

   However, the Tianjia corpse that the Emperor Xia transformed was not obsessed with killing. He walked towards the Master Sculpture under the control of Wen Tianxing.

   "Stop him!"

  Master Farrow coughed up blood.

   Many old monks from the land fairy realm came across.

   Hearing the sky, he just flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a piece of talisman was traversed, turning into a formation, covering all the old monks, preventing them from breaking through the formation.

  锵锵锵锵!

   Countless corpse qi is permeating, the Xiahuang Tianjia corpse is controlled, constantly facing the force that is killing the rules, and getting closer to the master sculpture.

   Wen Tianxing laughed, riding a crane like the wind, floating in the sky, overlooking the world.

   "Master, Emperor Xia was your proud disciple during his lifetime. He failed to complete the act of killing the teacher. Now, the poor monk is helping him."

   Wen Tianxing chuckled.

   The next moment, five fingers snapped.

   The sky armor corpse transformed by the Emperor Xia, even if it is covered with wounds by the force of the rules, still moves forward.

   The master looked at the Tianjia corpse that Xia Huang had transformed, and looked at the Xia Huang who had lost his wits and turned into a beast, and sighed.

   Take the blame, cooperate with Kunlun Palace, it was a tool during his lifetime, but after his death... it is still reduced to a tool.

   Wen Tianxing was thinking of the beauty, using the power of Xia Huang's half-sovereign to consume the power of rules. Although it can't be completely eliminated, it can at least weaken a lot.

   Once the power of rule disappeared, his body was left to Wen Tianxing to slaughter him.

   Moreover, as the corpse energy of the sky armor corpse spreads, the corpse king in **** is struggling more and more fiercely!

   Fortunately, the old man procrastinated with that Wentian and delayed for a while.

   hum...

   Looking over Chuan Temple.

   Suddenly, there was a stream of light passing by.

   Peach blossoms are blooming.

   Li Xiuyuan and Luo Hong came together, and the two of them were above the sky, overlooking Wangchuan Temple, looking at the blood-flowing Wangchuan Temple, their eyes could not help but condensed.

   Li Xiuyuan sighed, while Luo Hong remained silent. Luo Hong still has a deep memory of Wangchuan Temple. After all, he had killed himself in the secret realm of the underground storage here.

   He was actually angry at Wangchuan Temple, after all, the Buddha of Wangchuan Temple had calculated him.

   But now that Wangchuan Temple has become a sea of ​​blood, Luo Hong's emotions are still very complicated.

   Luo Hong and Li Xiuyuan looked at each other.

   The two fell from the void one after another.

  咚!

   Luo Hong fell on the martial arts arena, with white clothes and white hair fluttering, watching the corpses of monks all over the floor stacked, blood flowing into a river, and he was silent.

   Li Xiuyuan fell in front of the master sculpture.

   The peach blossom branch was slowly handed out, and the void burst into pieces, and it was spotted on the chest of Xiahuang Tianjia's corpse.

   smashed Xia Huang's body and flew out, shaking the ground.

   Li Xiuyuan held the peach blossom branch and looked at the familiar Qi, his eyebrows raised slightly: "Xia Jie?"

  With a sense of feeling, Li Xiuyuan raised his head and looked at the sky above, where Wen Tianxing sat quietly on the back of a white crane, like an immortal overlooking the world.

   "It's been calculated again..."

   Li Xiuyuan shook his head.

After   , he pointed the peach blossom branch with his finger, and slowly touched it.

   Looking at the corpse of Emperor Xia Tianjia, he said lightly: "Then... please enlighten me."

   On the other side, the head of the Buddha of Master Faluo was seriously injured. The monk's robe was flying, stained with blood, and his eyes were cold, staring at Luo Hong who had fallen from the sky.

   Luo Hong has a deep memory.

   Because of Luo Hong, he broke his plan in the secret realm of underground storage.

   is Luo Hong, who has taken away his Ksitigarbha heritage!

   He has no reservations about killing Luo Hong.

   "I haven't seen you in just two months, you have become a first-class... you deserve to be a monster!"

   "It just happened... the poor monk just got back the Ksitigarbha heritage."

   The Buddha head said indifferently, raising his hand and taking a sharp breath, a blood-stained wand was held in his hand.

   jingle!

   The rings on the lowering wand were colliding with each other.

After   , the coercion was strong, the golden light of the magic wand circulated, and the wave of the wand was horrified, causing a vigorous roar.

   The head of the Buddha smashed towards Luo Hong with a stick.

   Luo Hong sighed as he looked at the monk's corpse and the **** Master Faro.

   The next moment, he raised his head, white clothes and white hair flying.

   took out the evil monarch's mask and put it on his face, his white hair turned silver, and the floor was blood red.

  Five realms land fairy?

   Although Luo Hong, I am a first-class product,... it's not impossible to fight!

   Buddha head, times have changed!

   When Luo Hong was a little monk who had just entered the secret realm of the underground?

   Under the mask of the evil monarch, Luo Hong has an evil face.

   His hands rose sharply.

   Behind, there is a sea of ​​blood on the dead mountain.

   In the corpses of the monks, the evil shadow wriggles...

After   , one after another evil shadows climbed up from the corpse, with terrible resentment and unwillingness!

   Luo Hong's unfolded hand snapped!

   The next moment, the evil shadows turned into black light and plunged into Luo Hong's body.

   Duplicate shadows!

   Twenty thousand monks evil shadows, superimposed!

   Luo Hong's breath suddenly soared!

   The eyes under the mask of Lord Luo Hongxie are cold and merciless, but they fluctuate slightly.

   He saw the Buddha's head break the seal, and saw the Buddha's head hit Master Faluo with a palm, breaking the formation.

   After the formation was broken ~www.ltnovel.com~ the sky armor corpse slaughtered by the emperor Xia.

   The blood water turned into a double dragon vortex under Luo Hong's feet.

   "My son... feels your anger."

   Luo Hong raised his chin and said.

   The words fall, take a step back.

   Facing the magic wand smashed by the Buddha's head, he punched it suddenly!

   smashed on the descending wand.

   Behind Luo Hong, the face of 20,000 monks Xie Ying loomed.

   Luo Hong's five-forged body uttered a terrifying roar, and his blood surged like a river!

   Under a punch.

  The magic wand was smashed and bent, and it collapsed into a huge arc!

   bang!

   Explode the magic wand!

   Luo Hong's superimposed 20,000 monks, the powerful punch that broke out, smashed like a bamboo!

   smashed the robes that crushed the head of the Buddha, smashed the resisting arms of the head of the Buddha, and smashed the unbelievable gaze of the head of the Buddha.

   hit in the chest!

After   , I passed through the body.

   caused the body of the Buddha's head to explode into thousands of blood in an instant.

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