Chapter 422

In the desert hundreds of miles away from Hulu Canyon, there is a Buddha light passing through the sky and coming straight here.

In the light of the Buddha, there is a little monk in a light red cassock.

Chirp.

There was also a crisp song of birds coming from it.

"Little sparrow, don't worry, it's coming." the little monk is juezhen. He is talking to the Yellow sparrow essence between his sleeves and robes.

After dealing with the evil monk in Shahai, he should have left for Jitang temple.

But not long after he started, he suddenly had a whim. The light of the Buddha enlightened the spirit. He felt that something big was going to happen in this high place.

He has long been a person who practices the Buddhist now Sutra. His whim is often clever.

It was also for this reason that he stayed in the Mogao.

Until two days ago, the feeling of whim was more obvious, which directly pointed out the direction to him.

"There are more than two hundred miles left. It's time to arrive." Jue Zhen read, "I hope I can make it in time."

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Many women in the "sheep" tribe could not help crying.

The children didn't know much, but when they saw their mother crying, they began to cry.

The cry was continuous and sad.

Lu Qingshan has a distant view.

At the end of the sand wolf demon group, there are three tall giant wolves.

The Yellow wolf hair, like the tip of a needle, is rooted and pricked. It has some regional characteristics. The jagged tusks flash cold, all revealing its strength and terror.

The brown pupils are full of violence and indifference.

Three four grade sand wolf demons.

They are the initiators of this wave of demon tide attack.

Among the thousands of sand wolf demons, the first grade occupies the majority, the second grade has hundreds, and the third grade has dozens.

The leader of Yipin, charge in front.

Obviously, although the leaders of these sand wolf demons felt the terror in the canyon dispersed, they were suspicious. They still didn't choose to rush in, but let their own men take the lead.

Once the monster becomes a tide and its momentum is like a rainbow, it has an irresistible potential.

Lu Qingshan was able to walk back and forth safely in front of such a demon tide at his heyday before he cut the Taoist foundation, but it is impossible to stop the demon tide with one person's strength.

Not to mention, now he has only one mouth of mountain and sea power that can reach the golden elixir level.

"Childe, what should I do?" Qin Yitian hovered around Lu Qingshan and bit his lower lip to explain why.

Most of the deep and bottomless valleys are ordinary people. The strongest is a nine layer monk. How can the "sheep" tribe run better than the sand wolf demon?

If no one could stop this wave of demon tide, today's "sheep" tribe would surely be overturned.

Yang Qing'er held his stick tightly, showing the look of a ewe protecting her calf, and stood in front of a child just three or four years old.

Lu Qingshan lowered his eyebrows and happened to see the scene.

"Alas." the next moment, he sighed.

"Childe, have you made up your mind?" Qin Yitian, who is already close to Lu Qingshan, understood his intention at the moment of hearing Lu Qingshan's sigh.

"Seeing that he has come to the western regions," Lu Qingshan said to himself with a sigh, "it's inevitable that it's appropriate to return to the Buddha."

In the gaping eyes of nearly a thousand "sheep" tribe people, Lu Qingshan's body slowly fell and stopped in front of the gourd mouth.

"Sir..." Yang Qing'er clenched the stick in his hand, lost his eyes and muttered.

They can only see a slightly thin figure.

However, they already understand what Lu Qingshan is going to do.

As they thought.

Lu Qingshan forced his feet and sank two inches into the ground to fix his body.

As a sword repairman, he did not hold a sword at this time.

Because of this situation, you can't stop it with a sword.

Before the demon tide like thousands of troops charging, Lu Qingshan calmed down and condensed his Qi. Unexpectedly, he closed his eyes.

The sand wolf demon is vast and mighty. The rolled up yellow sand is like the Yellow River on the ground and the dragon on the ground.

The people of the sheep tribe can already see the violence in the eyes of the sand wolf.

It's time to rush into the array. How can you stop such a sand wolf? How can they retreat?

The feeling of the earthquake became more and more obvious. The bodies of the people of the "sheep" tribe shook unconsciously.

Some young children have stumbled, stood unsteadily, fell to the ground and kept crying.

Lu Qingshan, standing where he was, with his feet deep in the ground, was not affected by the earthquake.

Finally, he suddenly opened his eyes with endless compassion and

Infinite murderous spirit.

The killing potential rises, and with Lu Qingshan as the center, it leaks out like a dike breaking flood towards the sand wolf demon tide.

Killing mood.

The cultivation is gone, the realm is still there, and the artistic conception is also there.

The artistic conception without spiritual support should be non lethal, just a trend.

The potential can make those who smell the wind afraid, but as long as they are brave enough, they will be unharmed.

Potential is mysterious and mysterious. Each person raises his own potential.

For example, in the secular world, the extremely dignified emperor can break the courage of his timid subjects with one look.

This depends on either supernatural powers or the so-called potential.

Lu Qingshan's intention at this time is to use this killing potential to force back the sand wolf demon tide.

The killing opportunity of one person can fight against thousands of sand wolf demons.

The killing mood of the oneness realm, which is infinitely close to the perfection realm, flows from Lu Qingshan.

Potential is an invisible thing, which should be invisible to outsiders.

But at this time, the people of the "sheep" tribe can see that the crazy sand rolling all over the sky is three feet away from Lu Qingshan's body. It seems that there is a soft invisible aperture protecting him.

The eyes were full of the first line of the violent sand wolf demon tide, rushed to a hundred feet in front of Lu Qingshan, as if he had encountered an invisible barrier, and his steps suddenly stopped.

But the sand wolf demon in the back didn't feel the barrier, but just buried his head in charge and directly hit the sand wolf demon in the front line.

Under this huge impact force, the sand wolf demon in the front line was forced to move forward for another ten feet.

Then, the terrorist machine that stopped them became more powerful.

Their inner fear makes them retreat.

After pushing the first-line sand wolf demon forward for a foot, the second-line sand wolf demon also felt the horror and stopped.

The sand wolf demon on the third line collided forward.

There were demons moving forward and Demons moving backward. The sand wolf demon crowded in the middle was burst by the force in the opposite direction, with blood splashing and meat foam flying.

Sand wolf demon, line by line, move forward constantly.

The foam and blood were thick.

The sand wolf demon tide in the city can be accelerated. It is like a narrow road meeting with Lu Qingshan, getting closer and closer to Lu Qingshan.

"Not enough, not enough." Lu Qingshan was silent and his heart stirred.

He has tried his best and even overloaded his killing machine, but he can only resist the impact of the sand wolf demon group.

If someone could be in front of Lu Qingshan now, he could see that his eyes were scarlet than the thick blood of the sand wolf demon.

The demon tide fluctuates continuously, wave after wave.

Lu Qingshan has only one person, only the wave of killing opportunities that can not be broken.

Once broken, the demon tide will work hard and drown him directly.

But how long can he be angry?

Lu Qingshan hunts in his robes and kills again.

This time, with the help of the potential of immortal true meaning, evolution kills the machine.

The length of immortality can regenerate his tone for a long time.

The sand wolf demons continued to move forward, Zhang after Zhang, one after another.

When the second-class wolf demon enters the hundred feet of the killing machine, Lu Qingshan's test increases again.

Silently, scarlet blood flowed down Lu Qingshan's nose.

act on impulse in handling things.

Lu Qingshan's current state is the most ambitious thing in the world.

Draw Qi with intention and do the things of the Buddha.

Qin Yitian's eyes were red and he couldn't bear to see it again.

Go in again, go in again, go in again.

The sand wolf demon group is also crazy. Under the command of the wolf demon king, they go on.

One hundred feet is only fifty feet left.

Lu Qingshan's nose, mouth, eyes and ears have oozed blood. There is blood accumulation in his throat, but he can't vomit.

Because spitting out this mouthful of blood may break his killing opportunity.

No matter how long the immortal true meaning lasts, it has a bottom.

Lu Qingshan's strong support is like fishing with all his strength. After a while, he is going to see the bottom.

Forty feet.

Thirty feet.

Twenty feet.

The sand wolf demon is approaching, and the drooling mouth seems to be in front of you.

The foul smell of saliva seemed to come to my face.

In the center of Lu Qingshan's eyebrows, there was a little scarlet, and the color gradually deepened until it was dark purple and black.

Finally, a drop of blood oozed from the center of his eyebrows.

Seven orifices bleed.

Lu Qingshan kills people and holds me out of hell. Whoever enters hell has the power of fearlessness.

A mouthful of murderous Qi, when it is finally going to bottom out, sets the dead and later, just like the source of fresh water and rises again in an instant.

In silence, Lu Qingshan's artistic conception of killing is perfect at this critical moment of life and death, but he doesn't know it.

When the breeze blew on the hills, the mighty murderous spirit from which I didn't know where it came suddenly boiled. In a flash, thousands of miles, with the power of immortal true meaning, it evolved a killing potential far better than the killing mood in the perfect environment, and suddenly bloomed.

The murderous spirit directly rolled over all the sand wolf demons, including the four grade sand wolf demon king.

In heaven and earth, Qi is like a white tiger killing stars, as if eyeing the sand wolf demon tide.

The sand wolf demons finally stopped their attack and suddenly stopped three feet in front of Lu Qingshan.

The roar hissed and the roar stopped suddenly, with only a dignified exhalation.

Heavy, seeping.

The hundred feet of the road has long been a river of blood.

Above the sky, a Buddha light roared.

In the light of the Buddha, little monk juezhen saw this scene from a distance and was very moved.

He lowered his eyebrows, folded his hands, murmured, and the Buddha's voice was universal.

"The Shura is also the Buddha." juezhen looked at Lu Qingshan and said.

Finally, all the sand wolf demons were afraid of Lu Qingshan, who was already bleeding from his seven orifices, and the Buddha's light. They were overwhelmed. As soon as they turned around, they rolled up a burst of crazy sand and ran back.

Lu Qingshan was exhausted, stopped flatly, stumbled and fell backward.

Qin Yitian, with tears in his eyes, put his arms around Lu Qingshan who was unconscious again.

The ground sends out a killing machine, but the dragon and snake land.

When people kill, they can repeat heaven and earth.