The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The rain of blood spread all over the sky, and the people below, even with their magic weapons, blocked the rain of blood.

But these blood seemed to be alive, they kept impacting the light emitted by the magic weapon, and began to make piercing screams.

It was like the howling scream of an evil spirit, which made the lamas below dizzy.

"Evil means, I will kill you today." The lamas below were very annoyed by the blood rain, and they roared wildly.

Xiao Chen took off the gourd around his neck, enlarged it, and sat on it, after all, he couldn't fly in the air yet.

Xiao Chen held Duguxue with his left hand, put his right hand on his lap, and beat his knee rhythmically.

This laid-back appearance is very much like an old father with a child basking in the sun.

"Can your Buddha save you?" Xiao Chen looked at the 100-meter-tall golden Buddha and asked with a smile.

"Amitabha, the Buddha can save anyone in the world." Master Wuwen clasped his hands together.

"Oh, interesting, there has never been a so-called Buddha who dared to say such things in front of me."

Xiao Chen snapped his fingers.

"Blood explosion." With his lips parted slightly, he said these two words softly.

The screaming and twisting blood suddenly exploded without any warning.

It came so suddenly, so violently.

The scarlet color just exploded away.

It turned into bright roses, blooming quietly.

The blood-colored flowers slowly render a magnificent sea of ​​flowers.

Like sinuous red snakes, they staggered along the pale sky.

Slowly slide to the tongue of the god of death, drink up the warm red wine, and slowly savor the final cry of the desperate soul.

When the blood of the living and the minced flesh of the dead merged into one, the pure white that appeared in the sky was instantly dyed into a stunning red.

The people who fled far away saw the sky dyed red, they stopped and admired this cruel and beautiful scene.

Xiao Chen's black pupils became deep, looking directly at them seemed to fall into the abyss.

At some point, the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth was slightly raised.

Xiao Chen moved his finger lightly, a wisp of blood floated from afar, and gently wrapped around his finger.

"Look, your Buddha can't save you, and he can't save them either."

Xiao Chen slowly floated down, and floated in front of the only remaining Master Wuwen.

Although the huge golden Buddha was exploded with blood, it lost half of its body.

But after all, this is a great supernatural power in the realm of the gods, and Master Wuwen survived.

"What kind of monster are you?" Seeing Xiao Chen's blood-colored pupils gradually returning to normal, Master Wuwen's voice trembled when he asked.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and laughed, showing his zombie teeth.

"I'm a happy little zombie, little zombie..." Xiao Chen twisted his boa constrictor like crazy.

"A monstrosity like you dares to walk majestically under the scorching sun, and treats the righteousness of the world as nothing. Today, I risked my life to eradicate you."

Master Wuwen's face was full of righteousness, and suddenly he patted his bald head with one hand.

The bald head was photographed with several cracks in an instant, and hot blood gushed out.

The blood of the old monk was actually golden, exuding a strong aura of subjugating demons.

The golden blood instantly dyed the old monk's whole body golden.

Let him look like the legendary Arhat with the golden body who has fallen from the devil, majestic and majestic.

Xiao Chen's eyes slanted, probably out of the nature of zombies, he somewhat disliked this breath.

"What kind of move is this shit? Slap your head with a big slap?" Xiao Chen muttered to himself.

I thought the old monk was going to do his best, but Xiao Chen was stunned by the next operation.

The old monk actually ran away, yes he really ran away.

His bluffing golden arhat was just a cover, he used blood to perform the technique of blood escape and ran away.

This operation is smooth and smooth, it is simply a textbook for escaping.

"Your grandma has a leg, no wonder your Buddha doesn't bless you."

Xiao Chen couldn't help giving a thumbs up, such shameless ones are rare.

Xuedun traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and he couldn't catch up with him.

"Mmp, let me meet you again, first draw half of your blood, and let you escape with blood."

Xiao Chen muttered angrily, and walked not far away, where the boss, the kid from the Long family, and the honest young man who was knocked out were all lying there.

Hei Feng sat on the young master of the Long family dissatisfied.

Just now Xiao Chen signaled to Heifeng to take these three guys away so as not to be blown to death.

Xiao Chen looked at the young master of the Long family, and said with a smile: "Eat quickly, you can only leave after eating."

After the explosion just now, the unlucky guy trembled when he saw Xiao Chen.

I have been in the family for a long time, and I have never seen such a bloody scene.

"I'll give you an idea, you transform, your physical fitness will be greatly improved after transforming, maybe you'll be fine after eating so many spirit stones!"

Xiao Chen cheerfully grabbed a handful of spirit stones and shook them.

Xiao Chen is not talking nonsense, Lingshi is the crystallization of spiritual energy, not a carrier for storing spiritual energy.

The spiritual stones consumed by monks in their cultivation disappear entirely, instead of evacuating the contents.

This means that the spirit stone can actually be digested, of course, the premise is that it is not overwhelmed by the spirit energy and indigestion.

"Yes... I'm sorry, let... I..." the young master said tremblingly.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, pointed at Hei Feng: "You dead pig, come feed it."

Hei Fengle's pissed off, just happened to be made into a bad mood by Brother Chen!

He is not a human race, and he doesn't have much sympathy for the human race.

Heifeng took out a funnel out of nowhere, inserted it into the mouth of the young master of the Long family, and then threw spirit stones into the funnel one by one, just playing with it.

Every time a spirit stone was thrown, the poor child's whole body shook.

Xiao Chen slammed his fists on the eye sockets of the honest and honest boy, and woke him up: "Okay, get out."

The honest boy covered his eyes with a look of grievance.

Looking at the empty surroundings, the simple and honest boy asked, "Brother Master, where are those big lamas?"

"One old monk ran away, and the rest died."

"Pfft..." The honest and honest boy almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"These lamas are not vegetarians, and one of them was run away. They will definitely come to trouble you."

"Oh!" Xiao Chen said coldly, and lifted the boss' collar.

The honest boy got up helplessly, and was going to discuss it with Tsing Yihou.

These lamas are very difficult to deal with, and they must report their teeth. They say they are monks, but they are more hostile than anyone else.

If it really came to the door, the matter would not know how big the trouble would be.

Xiao Chen grabbed the boss by the collar, and his whole body was shaking.

Now his guts are turning green with regret. Not only did he miss thousands of purple spirit stones, but he also offended a killing god.

"I'm too lazy to say anything to you, I'll answer honestly, and I won't make things difficult for you." Xiao Chen continued to ask: "Where did you find that little bell plant?"