Chapter 734: 1-line life

Faced with the foot of the emperor, the white-browed monk did not expect it at all. No, it should be said that he would never dream of it.
The dignified emperor, the spirit of Shinto, is not upright at all.
What you clearly show is the sword!
He was in a state of embarrassment, but the emperor was addicted to play, swiping forward and kicking again.
This time the white-browed monk was vigilant, but was kicked back by this kick.
Following this, the emperor kicked from foot to foot, just like that.
Each foot carries the power of Shinto and is very violent. Although the white-browed monk is not weak, it can be far worse than the emperor's divine power. He can parry, but he can't stop it. He keeps retreating and has no backhand.
In the distance, Chen Hao saw this scene, and his mouth twitched.
As you can see from this footing, the emperor is getting more and more spiritual.
According to Shinto standards, this is a sign that the true spirit is about to condense.
This is terrible. If you talk about it, the whole practice circle will be shaken.
Shinto true spirits, that hasn't appeared for a few thousand years, and now there is no one.
One suddenly appeared, and it was still the emperor's true spirit. This is to scare the dead, who dares to provoke in the future!
Chen Hao was excited.
The little guy I made earlier seems to be awesome, but it is not a complete self-improvement. It is mainly due to the spirit of the Taihang Mountains. Combining all business ideas, the cohesive power of self-gathering is just an introduction. Although it is important, it has not yet reached. The ability to control the little guy. So no matter how powerful this little guy is, he doesn't have much to do with himself. At most, he can be regarded as a mutual helper. It is difficult to help.
But the emperor is different.
When the emperor idols suppressed the ghost village, the weakest time was to bless themselves, save it, and then blessed it again and again, blessing the Daoxing for more than a hundred years. This is the basis for the present, as long as enough living beings are collected Faith, the emperor turns the true spirit, that is his own family.
The family doesn't speak two words. With the emperor, Chen Hao will have confidence in the future.
For a moment, the white-browed monk succumbed to resistance, suddenly snarled, sat down, his body glittered with gold, and a Buddha image appeared behind him.
Seeing this, the emperor smiled even more happily, waiting for the white eyebrows to condense the Buddha's dharma, and then the sword in his hands exploded in infinite amount of divine light, and the sword was cut off in the head.
With a bang, the Buddha's Fa-phase is directly divided into two.
The white-browed monk screamed, and the golden light dissipated from his body, replacing it with blood. The terrible evil was like opening floodgates and slamming apart.
Really fantasizing that the emperor's lord will become a true spirit in the future, how beautiful Chen Hao should be. He was agitated by this and returned to his mind, then his face changed drastically, and he became alert.
"Hateful, hateful, it's you and you again! Lord Buddha and you have enmity, isn't it?" A sigh of agitation, a blood shadow emerged from the white-browed monk and turned into a huge blood-red Buddha statue.
This buddha statue looks like it came.
It's just that this is coming, but the evil spirit is pressing, and the anger is surging.
The emperor's imaginary shadow faced proudly, with a smile on his face, and the sword in his hand, the light was clear.
"Want to fight? Bah, bully this Lord Buddha for six hundred years of ban, weak? You are waiting, waiting for Lord Buddha to collect hundreds of millions of evil thoughts, and condensing the magic Tao like the law, then Lord Buddha will come to fight with you again, see if you can be like now Such a drag." Xuehong Rulai was frightened by the emperor's momentum, and he dared not confront it at all. His figure flashed and he ran straight away.
Emperor Xuying said that it would go away. The long sword flew, breaking through the void, and the sword was broad cold. It was already a kilometer away.
And at this time, above the forest, where the sword swept, a blood red burst, and the blood red like an angry voice sounded out of thin air: "Zhenwu, Buddha and you don't die..."
"Ang! Woo!" The cries suddenly sounded, and then the blood red burst, a little guy appeared, holding a square thing in one hand, holding a red tassel in one hand, directly penetrating the blood shadow, nailed to the ground, Threat to the emperor also stopped abruptly.
But when the little guy landed on the ground, what to do, a divine light, the sky came flying, and also nailed the blood red rulai. The divine light shattered the evil energy, and the blood was red as the face wailed with pain: "Don't fight, I won't go out, I won't go out if I don't go out!"
As soon as the little guy froze, he turned around and saw the emperor walked indifferently. This is the expression of this prey.
The little guy looked at the emperor, and then looked at Chen Hao's face again, and the small face was embarrassed, and then it hummed at the emperor, as if to say something.
The emperor smiled and looked at the little guy without recovering the Excalibur.
The little guy was tangled in his face, as if he had made a difficult decision, and he said something.
This time the emperor looked at the little guy in surprise, and finally nodded.
In an instant, the sword that penetrated the blood like red came and disappeared.
Bloody red collapsed to the ground, his face resentful, he looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "If the sky treats me, why is it unfair."
The little guy didn't care about it as much, but the other four-sided object was thrown up by his hand and fell on the blood red.
These four-sided objects were impressively buried in the Nine Layers, and were completely dug out of the ground by the little guy, and became smaller and held in their hands.
At this moment the Jiugongdi Palace flew up and down, calmed down the blood red, and began to shrink slowly, turning into a small and exquisite stone.
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After that, the little guy looked at Chen Hao, grinned, and had no teeth.
Chen Hao was about to say hello, but the little guy had turned around and disappeared.
Chen Hao: "..."
The emperor turned to Chen Hao at this moment, and there was spiritual light floating in his eyes.
Chen Hao stared, looking forward to the emperor.
True spirit, this is the most top guardian spirit of Taoism, Buddhism, and even any school of spiritual practice.
It is a pity that hundreds of years ago, the innate and the various Shinto true spirits all disappeared. Call the offender, kneel and call his father to spare.
Now, buddy is about to gather a true spirit, what a blessing this is.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the sword in the emperor's hand trembled, bursting dozens of divine lights, and the ground in front of Chen Hao criss-crossed and flashed quickly.
When the divine light dissipated, eight characters like stylus and silver hook appeared on the ground.
There is no congenital manifestation, and the Shinto is not obvious.
Chen Hao looked at for a moment.
What do you mean?
Does it mean that your elders can't condense the true spirits before they are born?
Chen Hao looked up, but found that the emperor's virtual shadow had disappeared, and apparently had returned to the god.
Chen Hao was silent, and suddenly sighed a moment later.
If you heard this before, Chen Hao might be confused.
But combined with the birth of the little guy, Chen Hao was vaguely enlightened.
In this world, the general trend has been established, the practice has declined, and the human race has declined. Not to mention Shinto, it is not allowed to be born innately.
But there are fifty avenues and forty-nine days, leaving a ray of vitality.
Self, that is the first line of life.
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