My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Chapter 67 ?

The white knife goes in, the red knife goes out.

Maybe Shami himself never thought that he would be stabbed through the heart and die.

Until his death, he didn't quite understand why Luo Hong was able to escape the aura oppression of his meticulously refined copper corpse, which was comparable to a sixth-rank martial artist, and appeared in front of him as if teleporting, giving him a stab at his heart .

But what puzzled him the most was...

Dawei Tianlong, World Honored One Ksitigarbha... what kind of Buddha is it? !

After the agreed Buddha crossing, the novice was waiting for Luo Hong to spit out a Dharma.

How did such a thing pop up in the end!

He... died so badly!

I'm so unhappy.

However, if his heart is pierced, even if he is a practitioner, he will surely die.

The torrential rain washed down, and it was extremely cold.

The novice felt the hot life passing from his body.

He stared at Luo Hong who was wearing a half-smiley mask, and firmly grasped Luo Hong's hand holding the knife.

Then... is it a Buddha?

Shami asked hoarsely.

All his life, he did not believe in Buddhism.

However, just now, in his spiritual will, he saw a Buddha with ten hands on his back.

This was the first time he saw the Buddha clearly.

It turned out that Luo Hong didn't talk nonsense, he really understood Buddhism.

Luo Hong slowly withdrew the long knife from the monk's body, raised his chin, and the rain gathered at the tip of his chin and dripped into a line.

Want to know?

Since I want to know, I won't tell you.

Luo Hong laughed.

Sha Mi's body trembled, the same words, it was returned to him by Luo Hong.

He teased Luo Hong like this before,

Luo Hong also returned it.

This may be the reincarnation of heaven.

The novice laughed, and there was a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, and what he recalled in his mind was the appearance of the Buddha he had just watched.

Is that... the real Buddha?

He couldn't help but recall the picture of being taken into the temple by the old abbot holding hands when he was a child, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue to be ordained.

However, he didn't know when he got lost in the pursuit of power. He turned into an evil spirit, destroyed the temple, and killed the abbot and fellow disciples in the temple.

He fell into evil ways, and there was no turning back.

The flowers bloomed that year, and three thousand threads of troubles were shed in front of the Buddha. Perhaps... it was the last ray of sunshine in his heart.

Shami's eyes gradually dimmed.

He looked at Luo Hong, and gradually clasped his trembling palms together.

After that, he knelt down slowly.

It wasn't Luo Hong who he knelt on.

But the Buddha in my heart.

The torrential rain poured down, hitting him, splashing misty water, as if covering him with a light veil.

Holding the knife, Luo Hong calmly glanced at the monk.

Unfortunately...that is an evil Buddha.

Luo Hongdao.

However, the novice monk had already lost his hearing, and fell into hell with the yearning in his heart.

Luo Hong raised his hand and pressed it against the novice's head, the evil energy in the novice's body rushed into the dantian evil bead crazily.

The torrential rain interweaved a large net that fell from the sky.

The roar between the sky and the earth became more and more intense, and there was even a thundercloud on the sky, sending out an ear-splitting roar.

Zhao Donghan was lying on the ground, looking at the young man in white clothes standing on the roof through the two-foot splash of raindrops.

His eyes became more and more misty and admiring.

He was too tired to see clearly the process of Luo Hong's battle. He only saw the powerful half-sixth-rank evil cultivator novice kneeling sincerely to the upright young master, as if he was kneeling a giant Buddha in the world.

The young master put his hand against the monk's forehead, like a fairy caressing his forehead.

Sure enough, even half-sixth-rank evil cultivators were converted by the young master.

At that moment, in Zhao Donghan's eyes, the young master was as radiant as a true Buddha.

Luo Hong didn't take off his mask, wearing the mask of the evil monarch, which kept him awake like never before, and next, Luo Hong still needed this kind of sobriety.

Standing on the roof, he turned his head and looked through Anping County through the low wall of Gopher Street and the bead curtain and rain curtain that covered the sky and earth, and looked at the sky and earth outside the high wall of Anping County.

There, he felt the aura of heart palpitations even if he was wearing the mask of the evil king.

Take a breath.

Luo Hong glanced sideways at the monk's body, and spread out his palms, the rainwater fell on the palms and splashed.

The next moment, Luo Hong clenched his palms tightly.

stand up!

The deep voice is like the croon of a monarch who sleeps in the abyss and controls the undead.

The shadow of the monk's body trembled.

Afterwards, a cloud of jet black suddenly rose and appeared behind the novice monk.

Shami Xieying kept his palms together, and his eyes opened, revealing a strange scarlet color.

The next moment, Shami Xieying jumped down from the roof and landed beside the copper corpse.

Great... Wei Tianlong... World Honored One... Ksitigarbha...

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of Shami Xieying.

After reciting the Buddha's name, the monk patted it down with one palm, and pressed it on the shadow of the bronze corpse...

However, the copper corpse let out a shrill cry, and the evil spirit entangled in its body poured into the shadow crazily, and finally, it turned into a burly copper corpse nearly three meters high. It was copper-colored, and the corpse of the copper corpse was quickly shriveled and wilted, losing its strength.

The shadow glow turned into the coffin, and suddenly sealed the copper corpse Xieying, and the Shami Xieying stomped down on the black shadow coffin on his back.

The water splash on the entire long street seemed to set off a huge circular wave, venting towards the surroundings.

Shami Xieying landed behind Luo Hong, silently.

Xie 1 and Xie 2 also fell behind Luo Hong one after another. After Di Shanxieying killed the seventh-rank evil cultivator, he also fell behind Luo Hong, roaring.

Zhao Donghan was hit by the water wave stepped on by Shami Xieying's foot, and fell into a coma.

Bang bang bang bang!

On the long street, the evil shadows entangled with the walking corpses exploded into black mist and disappeared.

The walking corpse lost control and fell to the ground in a dull manner.

Luo Hong tried to summon the remaining seven evil shadows of the dead evil cultivators. Wearing masks, they seemed to have extra luck bonuses. The seven evil cultivators were all summoned successfully.

Luo Hong leaned on a knife and stood on the roof, his white clothes fluttering in the rainstorm.

Behind him, twelve evil shadows of different shapes stood.

One person is the army.

...

It was as if the spear light and the sword intent collided with each other like thunder from the flat ground, like the stars above the nine heavens collided with the ground.

The rain curtain fell from the sky, and it actually tilted like a space distortion.

In the air, two figures walked through the air without a fierce confrontation. One was holding a gun and the other was holding a sword. Their auras clashed with each other, making the two of them seem to have turned into a cage of heaven and earth, and no one dared to go beyond half a step.

Chen Guanjia's green shirt was fluttering, and he was holding the ancient sword Dijiao. This sword seemed to come alive, and it let out a cry like a dragon's chant, and the sword energy wrapped around his body like a dragon snake.

Gun King Yuan Chenggang, although he looks thin and weak, blind in both eyes, but the gun in his hand is extremely firm, he tilts his head, eyes can't see, but ears can still hear.

With a gun in your heart, the world is clear.

Chen Tianxuan, old man, I only came here for a fair fight. If you fall to the second rank, then old man, I will suppress the second rank and compete with you for the first place in the ranking.

When the words fall, people have disappeared, leaving only the echoes of heaven and earth.

A silver gun, like thunder, tore through the sky, and in an instant, it swept across the air like a frightened bird.

If there is a silver dragon roaring the sky and the earth.

Chen Guanjia's blue shirt and hair were all flying, he couldn't help smiling when he saw Yuan Chenggang, the spear king whose realm was lowered to the second rank and whose realm was similar to his.

This guy, as proud as ever.

Swinging the sword slowly, the sword was in the air, as if lifting a heavy weight, it collided with the silver spear that was approaching like an electric snake in an instant, and the crisp sound exploded between the sky and the earth, and the invisible air waves spread out like the tide of the vast sea.

The old man volleyed back and floated, holding the gun in one hand, with his face sideways, thousands of rain fell from the sky.

The world is too noisy.

After the words fell, he pointed his spear at the sky. In an instant, the rain curtain stopped, and countless raindrops seemed to be frozen in the air.

It was shot back into the sky by the old man.

In the next moment, the body turned into a thunder snake, and there was a wail of wailing as it struck the void.

Butler Chen stood still, swinging his sword lightly, like a Tai Chi sword.

If the gun king is explosive, then Steward Chen is smooth.

The densely packed zhangba thunder snakes covered the sky and covered the earth, but they couldn't get close to Steward Chen's body.

This is a fight between dragons and tigers, and everyone is staring and gasping for air.

How can this be a battle between the second rank and the second rank.

The first-ranked person who has just entered the first rank goes up to try it out, fearing that he will be beaten in an instant, and he will be beaten to death.

Zizizi...

The old man withdrew from Zhangba Thunder Snake state.

The old clothes on his body kept bulging, bulging...

Staring at Chen Tianxuan who was dressed in blue, he tilted his head and grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Holding a silver gun in hand, pointing at the sky and the earth.

The rain curtain that was shot back nine days by him was actually mixed together under this shot.

Countless raindrops and raindrops gathered into a huge rain gun.

Chen Tianxuan, take over the old man's 'Heaven and Earth Unity'!

boom!

One shot stirred up the image of heaven and earth, a huge rain gun made of raindrops.

Suddenly accompanied by a roar that shook the world, it smashed towards the green shirt that was flying in the void.

It's like a nine-day building hitting an ant looking up at the sky.

Butler Chen smiled.

I only have one sword, named Baijiao.

Let go of your hand, the ancient sword in front of you levitates, and in an instant, the sword divides, one life is two, two is three, three is four...

With four swords out, the sword energy vigorously turned into a white dragon.

Immediately, a white dragon with sword energy, lifelike, went upstream and collided with the huge rain gun.

Just like, shaking the sky, pulling Kunlun!

Everyone stared at this shocking collision.

In Anping County, on Changjie.

Wearing a mask of an evil monarch and wearing a white shirt, Luo Hong was running on the long street.

Running and running, I don't know when but slowed down, pacing on the water, looking up at the collision.

Qi and blood are surging, is this a high-quality practitioner?

This situation made Luo Hong feel a surge of poetry in his heart.

at last……

But he only spit out four words of vulgarity.

Fuck, awesome.