Chapter 701： Let your gods have no orthodoxy!

Fang Xing has raised his head and looked at the three-foot-long green sandalwood in his hand.

Just to come to this Zen Mountain to come up with a column of incense, the result is that the big snowy mountain five old, Long Jianting died, Chu Taishang died, Zhang Dao died, Wan Luo grotesque, 18 entered Among the people who helped each other, only Li Hongyi, Li Guiwa, Han Ying, and Wang Qiong survived, and Wang Qiong was still dying, and at any time he was severed, and he and Dajinwu were both unknown. How many sins have been sinned, how much blood has flowed, a feather has been stunned, and a body has been seriously injured by unimaginable...

Under the mountain, there are countless drinking snoring, and the gaze of the road is full of murder.

Someone is waiting, waiting for the atmosphere to brew almost, it is probably time to kill yourself!

A strange feeling in my heart grew wildly!

"On the fragrance of your uncle!"

Fang Xing suddenly threw the green sandalwood in his hand to the ground, and stepped on his feet and yelled at the mountain.

"All the gods said that they are fragrant, fragrant, why do you want to die for such a fragrant incense? You are a group of Nanzhan's bastards, now urging me to scent, just why didn't you see me to help me? There are the old kings of your size in this group of gods, but it’s just a fragrant thing. You have to put down this thing, but now you are satisfied? People are dead, your people are killed by me. My master is also dead, now it’s clean, I’m going to die with your Tao, I don’t play with Xiaoye...”

This sudden drinking, suddenly made the curse of the mountain slightly stagnate.

This little devil is going crazy?

Many people have eyes. I couldn't help but raise a sympathetic look.

If you change someone and be betrayed in this situation, will you go crazy?

Of course, maybe not crazy... but enchanted!

At this time, Long Jun showed a bitter smile on his face. Looking at the helplessness of the eyes should be clever and Chu Ci.

And the goddess tea tea fairy in the Yin Ling Road, frowned slightly.

"The fire is almost there!"

Huangfu Zizhu has already looked at the three Taoist masters of the North Third Road, and the three Taoist priests look at the elders of Dezhao not far away, as well as the murderous monks such as the Wenjia, Yunjia and Muzi. Even if it is at this time, they will not shoot, so as not to drop some unfinished heads and tails. Anyway, someone is about to press the murderous heart. At this time, they just focused on Long Jun's body, just need to ensure that no one else blocked when they shot.

The little devil must die, and he will die now.

Otherwise, if they drag on for a long time, even the three of them can't guarantee that there will be an accident.

After all, the little devil headed for ten times, saying that he was defeated by the power of one person in the northern part of the Shenzhou, and the impact was too great.

Even if it ends. In this way, he has taken his life, but it is only the foundation of the Emperor's family. It is unintentional, and there will be some accidents afterwards. Will anyone say justice to this little devil, even with this? For the sake of slamming the actions of the North Third Road, the three of them may not be able to do so, so this time they will never personally take the shot and contaminate this absurd cause and effect.

And around. Some people sneered and looked forward to it. Some people shook their heads and regretted it.

In any case, I got the plan of the North Third Road Master, and there was a shot of the Yuan Ying Gaoren. This little devil is also proud of it. It is dead and destined to be famous in the world. It’s a pity that even if you are ten, you can’t help but call it a Wizard.

However, it has fallen into this dilemma. It is a pity that a genius is depraved.

At this time, the square line that made the fragrant scent into a powder has already looked up, and looked at the public repairs under the mountain with hatred, and looked at the scented bronze dad, eyes. Red, like an angry rabbit: "When you got here, you still want to count me, but I told you that I didn't come to the incense today. I just came to kill, now my master is dead. La, I am killing enough to kill, you are on this fragrant incense, is not for what orthodox is not orthodox?"

In the scream of anger, he suddenly spit a little at the foot of the mountain, his eyes were red like a rabbit, and he turned into a circle with violent temper. Suddenly he fell down and took a bronze dade. Dingzu, one hand held the Dingkou, exhaled and opened the sound, and he lifted the bronze ding that had a heavy weight, and then vacated one hand to shoot the ivory tower, there was a fan The bronze gate flew out. It was the treasure of Zhenzong that was taken from the hands of the dexterous Zong Shiyuan. It was secluded in the air, the door leaf opened, revealing the space of the black hole, while the square line took the bronze dading and strode. Go in.

"Since I dare to provoke my grandfather, from now on, you are all **** and not being orthodox!"

"Golden six sons, let's go!"

In the scream, Fang Fang entered the bronze gate and his figure has disappeared.

Next to him, Dajinwu stayed for a while and quickly responded. The sound of "呱" was called a big wing, but Li Hongyi, Han Ying and others were all involved, and the back body was flowing. Jin generally, quickly rushed into the bronze gate.

Just after it rushed into the bronze gate, the singularity of the singer flashed, getting smaller and smaller, disappearing in an instant.

Under the mountains, the monks stayed.

Seeing that the little devil has become the point of Wanfu, desperate, but did not expect another change.

On the square at the top of Fengchan, it was empty, and the little devil was gone.

The key is...

Bronze Dading is gone!

Although Ding is not a baby, it was passed down from ancient times. I don’t know that it has been put on the top of this zen dynasty for tens of thousands of years. It has always been regarded as an antiquities for suppressing the temperament of the realm of the northern part of China. Even if it is cultivated again, the forces will be bigger. The Zongmen, if you want to establish a road in the northern area, you will get a column of incense here, otherwise it will not be orthodox. After tens of thousands of years, this tripod has become the orthodox symbol of the northern region.

But now, this trip has been stolen?

Doesn't this mean that all the sects in the northern region have become unorthodox?

The Emperor Zizhu, who consciously controlled everything in his hand, has been stunned by the whole person, and he has swallowed his body for a long time.

"what's the situation?"

The Nanzhan meditations, which are screaming in anger, are all stopped as if they were shackled.

"I fuck..."

Responsive to the North Third Road Master and other other Northland identity respect, repaired as a high-level Shenzhou monk, madly rushed to Fengchan Mountain, but no matter how they urged the gods to see, they can not find that The shadow of the little devil's head is half a bit. In addition to the void, there is still a trace of fluctuations. The little devil head is like no existence, and there is no trace left.

"Yes... is the sacred treasure of my dexterous sect. The door is originally a movable altar. This little devil must have contacted another altar in advance. He passed through the fan. The gate has already gone to another place. What is hateful is that this unique feature is that after it is opened, it can be taken away from another altar. We can..."

The murderous elders of the dexterous ancestor became horrified, and Syrian narrator said for a long time, but could not continue.

But without him, the monks in the northern part of Shenzhou also understood.

Where can I go to find him?

The girl who came by the strange fish, stunned and stunned, could not speak for a long time.

The little monk who chanted, forgot to knock on the wooden fish, and continued to read it, but carefully listened to it: "It’s too fierce!"

"Good, good, good!"

Hu Qin old man laughed three times, took a few steps, sat down weakly, and laughed straight and coughed.

"This little trick, every time you grab something and leave?"

The dragon girl did not know whether she was crying or laughing, but she was reminded of the stolen treasure house. The mood was quite complicated.

"Haha, it’s a misfortune, it’s a mess in the North!"

And Long Jun is laughing at the same time, quite a bit of fun. "It’s good, there is no orthodox existence in the entire northern region. Whoever wants to stand the road will be the one who will make a name, and my sea people will have to occupy one area first. The demon land will speed up the process. Those overseas big ones will not miss this opportunity. The deity will have to look at it. Who can use this unfair reputation to pinch us!"

In the big laughter, I turned around and saw that I was still in a daze, and I was very clever and Chu Ci. I laughed and took the two little girls and said, "Don’t worry, the deity now discovers everything I have guessed before. It is wrong, he will never enter the magic, you do not have to worry, haha, with this little bastard, if he does not want to enter the magic, who else can force him into the devil?"

"This……"

Under the mountain, there was a sigh of relief, and the Yinchao tea tea fairy was also stunned. The big mouth could be stuffed into an egg. The teapot was overturned and I didn’t know it. After staying for a long time, she was so worried that she was holding her head: "This future ...... I haven’t seen it... I’m going to the next day, I’m going to one of them. I don’t see this future anyway. It’s hard to be. Is he the one in the middle?” (To be continued.)

Ps: The third is coming! Nothing, ask for a ticket, just sauce! Please call me a wayward old ghost! ! !