MTL - So I Am A Demon Descendent!-Chapter 732 Redeem a chance

Chapter 710: Redeeming All Opportunities

A wasteland not far from the Shingon Sect, Qin Ze and the teal humanoid cross each other, and the sword of Qi flashes in the night.

The chests of the two sides were split apart, flesh and blood were separated, and warm blood spewed like a spring.

Qin Ze fumbled out two blood medicines, pierced them into his neck, and injected them. However, the wound of the youth division was unable to heal, and the pale white sword gas continued to burn the mouth, causing it to be injured.

For a long time, the self-healing ability of the master has been as headaches as plug-ins, but here it is the opposite.

Thanks to the existence of blood medicine, although everyone is injured, they can be repaired as soon as possible, and the problem is not big. On the other hand, the young teacher was already scarred. In addition to the chest, there were deep wounds on the abdomen, legs, and back.

Three Qi swords, one to hide, but two. The fight was abnormally aggrieved.

In other words, Dan Chenzi can bully and bully, but he is also sneaky. He manipulates the sword of intention to attack and rarely confronts it.

The breath of this detachment slipped from the senior pole to the ordinary pole.

"One lesson!" Li Xianyu was greatly excited, forbearing the muscle aches after long-term blessing of God of War, summoned two friends, trying to make a quick decision, and killing this clone of the youth division.

As a result, it lost two extreme avatars.

The Goddess of Victory has put on her garter and is lying in bed waiting for me.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light burst into the dark night, and it exploded like a firework, but it was silent. Jin Guang condensed into a buddha with folded hands and low eyebrows.

Li Xianyu looked at the big Buddha in the sky, suddenly felt an unstoppable, piercing fear and sadness.

"Yuan Shenhua Buddha ..." Dan Chen murmured, his face pale and his eyes filled with fear.

"What do you mean," Li Peiyun groaned.

"The Yuanshen turned the Buddha. Occasionally such a vision appeared when the monk died." Dan Chenzi trembled and stuttered: "The head of the Buddha, passed away!"

The green division screamed "Hey", turned his head and ran, no longer fighting.

The head of the Buddha fell, and everything was done.

Continue to stay in the fight, this avatar must not be able to keep it, these rising stars are too powerful, all kinds of directors, and are extremely capable.

...

At the moment when the golden Buddha lighted up, her grandmother stopped her violent aggression against Dole, her eyes widened, and the golden Buddha was reflected in her pupils.

"What's the matter!" Asked Ice Frost lingering around the flames.

She didn't know what was going on, but it was not trivial or a good thing to make Wushuang War Spirit lose her sight and make her look sad.

"The Buddha's head is dead." Grandma whispered softly.

When she said this, she remembered some distant memories. That year, she robbed the bank, and Li Wuxiang was arrested by the Daofo Association, but because everyone knows that he is an unparalleled war spirit, no one dares to offend. Throw this hot potato, and finally to the Lianghua Temple.

Wushuang War spirit fought aggressively up the mountain, and wanted to see if this Buddhist leader dared to attack her successor.

Unexpectedly, Li Wuxiang was staying at Lianghua Temple and was entertained by pickled radish and mustard. She didn't think of her grandma at all.

That year, the head of the Buddha said, "Your great-grandson is a good child. The donor must have missed him. He should stay in Lianghua Temple as a disciple."

The Buddha head is very tough.

Do you want to see the Buddha in advance? She was so threatening.

The undefeated golden body of the poor monk is not refined. The Buddha's head answered like this.

That year, the news that the Buddha's head was slap-slapped by the soulless slap of the golden body was known to the world.

"Hahaha ....."

A burst of wild laughter interrupted her influential memories, and Dole trembled with smirk, and laughed heartily.

"The Warriors of War, the Lord of the Pantheon, the head of the Buddha has returned, and it will be your turn soon. The race between us has just begun."

After all, he fled in the opposite direction of Shingon Sect.

Grandma looked at his back, and looked at the direction of Shingon Sect again. With a long whistle, the ground crashed, and she went straight into the clouds and ran towards Shingon Sect.

"Grass Sword ..." Bingzhao's face changed slightly, and the flames exploded, turning into a flameless undead bird, fluttering away.

.......

Mantra.

"Boom boom ....." Li Xianyu ran on the steps, stepping on the stone steps with each foot. Within five minutes, he ran to the top of the mountain.

The three of Qin Ze followed behind, and soon reached the top of the mountain. In their eyes were the collapsed hall, the cracked bluestone platform, beams, tiles, masonry, etc .. It was like a demolition site, a mess.

The cliff at the back of Daxiong Hall collapsed half of it, like the scene after mudslides.

After a short pause, Li Xianyu rushed towards the west. The three feared that he would encounter an ambush by the master and immediately followed.

After the war, a messy scene appeared in the eyes of everyone. This is the Zen room where the monks rested. At this time, it was also turned into ruins, and the air was smelled of strong blood.

In the dark and silent night, above the ruins of the corpse and the ground, the Buddha's head was lowered and his eyes folded, his hands folded.

The rushing Li Xianyu froze suddenly, as if struck by lightning.

He walked step by step, afraid to go fast, not too loud, afraid to disturb the old monk, but when he approached, he discovered that the head of the Buddha was really a body that had lost its soul.

The old monk's skin was dark purple, exuding a smell of flesh and blood corrosion.

Li Xianyu's pupils narrowed for a moment, then contracted like a needle.

Qin Zedan's duster Li Peiyun saw the sight in front of him as if struck by lightning.

The head of the Buddha fell, and even when he saw the Buddha just now, he already knew it and made the worst plan.

However, this situation still made them feel as if their chests were blocked and it was difficult to breathe.

Who would have thought that the leader of contemporary Buddhism, the former master of blood in the past, would fall here.

"Oh!"

A sharp howling echoed in the night sky, and a bright line of fire came at a rapid speed, without landing directly. After a few laps in mid-air, to investigate the situation nearby, this was a dive, falling behind a broken wall somewhere.

At the same time, the sound of breaking air came, and grandma rushed over.

She ran in stride, aggressive, with a frosty face on her face, and angry flames were all over her. When her eyes touched the lonely back of her great-grandson, all her anger disappeared again.

"What's going on." Grandma glared at Qin Ze.

"Looking at the wound was caused by Caojian Sword." Qin Ze whispered, his face was dark and his eyes lost color.

The fall of the Buddha's head caused a great psychological impact on him and made him difficult to accept.

Grandma suddenly became furious, grabbed his collar, stared at him fiercely for a moment, and seemed to feel that it was meaningless to get angry with him, she was like a deflated ball.

"There are no signs of fighting nearby, no grasshopper swords, and I have not seen the trace of Richardson and the broken army." Ice dregs came out from behind the wall and simply put on a pleated skirt.

The combat suit is useless to her, as long as she shows the authority of the flame a little, she can make herself a flame-smelting smelt, or a bird.

But afterwards, if you want to restore ginseng, you have to find a place to change clothes.

Qin Ze first froze, then his complexion gradually faded, the forehead angle blue tendons were raised, bloodshot covered his eyes.

Grandma noticed that the great-grandchild's shoulder trembled.

She glanced at everyone, moving away from the thoughtful Dan Chenzi and Li Peiyun, frowning, "What do you mean."

"Richardson betrayed us, betrayed the Buddha, and snatched the grasshopper sword." Qin Ze exhaled slowly.

This conclusion can be easily reached by observing the surrounding environment.

The head of the Buddha is dead, and the grasshopper sword is gone. If Baker Richardson is not a traitor, he will continue to fight with the young division. Even if he escapes, he will leave traces in the chase, but there is no.

Moreover, all of you present here are masters, the Buddha head teamed up with Baker Richardson, and the grasshopper sword. The youth division has no chance of winning. But now the head of the Buddha is dead, Cao Jianjian and Baker Richardson are missing.

Enough to illustrate the problem.

Li Peiyun clenched his fist: "Damn!"

Dan Chenzi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, his cheek muscles kept twitching, as if he was enduring.

"He even made an alliance with the ancient demon, and he dared to kill the head of the Buddha ..." Grandma gritted his teeth and said, "I want to go to the rice country, I want to destroy the Superman Association."

"Go and see nearby, I have something to tell him." Bingzhao suddenly spoke.

Qin Ze and others looked at him and did not speak. Li Xianyu, who stood with his head down in front of the Buddha's head, left silently.

Grandma didn't move.

Ice dregs didn't care, and said, "Do you want to go back?"

Li Xianyu looked up, his pale face and bloodshot pupils. He didn't speak, but the firmness in his eyes was the best answer.

"You understand, it's too dangerous to do that. You look back in time, and the Warriors of the Warriors and you have lost your combat power. Only me and Qin Ze, the head of the Buddha, and the two half-step extremes that can't be aligned, will Is their opponent? "

Li Xianyu looked at her: "Kill Baker Richardson first, the grasshopper sword is ours."

"You traced back the time for the first time, backtracking for about 40 minutes. The second time backtracked for an hour. How long can you backtrack this time? Unless you can backtrack for 5 hours, back to Baker Richardson before leaving Shanghai."

"If you can't, the best result is to go back to the encounter, but then, you can only run in the face of the smashed army of the Ranger. Dole and the smashed army and even Baker Richardson already know you The time goes back. As soon as you run, you are exposed. How do you tell the Buddha head? With the killing of the broken army running, come to Shingon Sect, telling Buddha head that Richardson is a traitor? "

"Let's not say that you can't escape the pursuit of the broken army as a result of your total incompetence. Even if you succeed here, you will just be pulling everyone together for funeral. At that time, it was not the Buddha who died."

"You think about it, Baker Richardson left Baoze by helicopter immediately after the meeting. The hurried walk is not to prevent you from going back in time. They deliberately lengthened the time and perfectly targeted your time. Backtracking. Although I don't know how they made the time backtracking ability so clear, the fact is the fact. "

Li Xianyu's face became paler and paler in his eyes.

Every word of ice dregs pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

Li Xianyu doesn't think that Doerji and Pojun have figured out the cost and law of time retrospection, but have to say that they are crooked and the timeline is too long. His retrospective time is likely to return directly to the Zhenghe Youth Division In the fierce battle of avatars, let alone the Buddha's head cannot be saved, everyone will die.

"Sister, what should I do, what should I do ..." He looked at her with a puppy-like look and wet his eyes.

"I didn't expect it to be like this ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ It was I who pulled the Buddha's head into the water, and I killed him."

"It's not your fault. Even without you, the Buddha's head will come down." Grandma shook her head.

"No one can do everything, it's a god." Ice crumbs rubbed his head, rubbing rudely: "But you have the power of a **** in your body. You have the opportunity to change everything and save the head Life is nothing. As long as you can wait for the fruit to ripen and keep it from falling into the hands of others. "

"As long as the fruit is ripe?" Li Xianyu's expression looked like the drowning man caught the life-saving straw.

Bingzi looked at him deeply: "Yes, you will know everything by then."

PS: Push this book, "Super God's Word."

The one with the Buddha head dead is gone? 404? Secret, is it the legendary justice of heaven? I took it seriously several times and there was no violation at all. Why swallow me chapters. Fucking audit mechanism. It's enough. I want to finish it directly. I don't want to write. It's a shit-like web environment.

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