Chapter 1102 (2/2)

The Dragon Kings of the four seas have never been as united as they are now. They shake their bodies, open their teeth and dance their claws, and form a group with sun Da's holy war, which was once famous in the world. They killed the sun and the moon without light, and the Dragon chanted in bursts, which made the war develop in the direction of white heat.

At this time, with a roar of earth shaking cattle, like a mountain figure rushed over.

The Bull Demon King arrived and yelled: ”I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you very much. You and my brother have a good fight. Let's see who's got a step back in these years.”

”Ha ha! It turns out to be brother Niu. Eat my old sun. ” Although Sun Wukong is fighting and conquering the Buddha and has a high status, he still likes to fight and kill, but there is no Buddha nature in him.

Qingniu shook his head and said, ”the monkey has itchy hands, so he jumps out without knowing who the enemy is. Let him call! More or less, it can contain the enemy's strength and make our actions easier. ”

Ma Lingyun slapped the Four Swords behind him and released his voice: ”new and old Bi Ma Wen are all here. Let's see how powerful I am.”

The time is late, then fast, sword light flash, Zhu Xian Four Swords gush away.

”I'm Bi Ma Wen and Ma Lingyun. Who dares to fight? Who dares to fight? ” The voice was buzzing, with the spirit of killing, and even fighting to defeat the Buddha had to look sideways. It was very interesting.

”Bi? What about bimawan When many dragon gods were stunned, they were suddenly swept by the sword. Their heads were separated from their bodies, and there was no place for them to die.

”Be careful, everyone. This is Zhuxian sword array.” Ma Lingyun rode on the back of qingniu, shaking his hands and shooting out an ancient array.

He relied on the array diagram to control the four cold lights, wind, wind and fire, and rushed forward. There was no one who could match him everywhere. All of them were killed by the sword!

Let him be the immortal of all calamities, and he can't escape this difficulty.The four swords are not copper, iron or steel. They were once hidden under the Xumi mountain! If you don't need to reverse Yin and Yang, how can you sharpen your edge?

Kill immortals, kill immortals, trap immortals everywhere!

Jue Xian changes endlessly, and the blood of Daluo immortal is dyed with blood!

The four swords are invincible in his hand. Ma Lingyun has a feeling of running around the ground. Where he runs, where is his territory.

This way, he killed quickly, until he was stopped by a figure, and there was a loud noise in front of him. The sword of zhuxianjian rolled backwards.

The dragon clan cheered: ”coming! Eight Tianlong Guangli Bodhisattvas, the talent of our dragon family, and the Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon King family. ”

Sun Dasheng narrowed his eyes slightly and turned the golden cudgel to keep away the Bull Demon King. He said coldly, ”younger martial brother Bailong, you have achieved the right result. Don't mistake yourself! If you wade in this muddy water, you will never have a chance to leave. ”

A handsome young man with extraordinary bearing in front of him and behind his back. He held up his arrogant head in front of all the immortals and said coldly, ”because I burned a pearl from the Jade Emperor, the immortal man was going to kill me, the orthodox dragon clan, under the sword soldiers. If I hadn't just caught up with the journey to the west, I would have been a decoration in the immortal's cave, or made into a plaything with skin and bone. How sad? This is not my sorrow alone, but the sorrow of the whole dragon people. If I can't save the world, what can I do with it? If I can't reach the same clan, what's the use of the Bodhisattva position? Great sage, you are commenting on the truth. Is it interesting for me to be a Bodhisattva? ”

”Sizzling!” Sun Dasheng scratched his ears and scratched his cheek. He hated others to reason with him. However, the reason put forward by Xiao Bai Long was powerless to refute.

”Click...” The four swords of Zhu Xian burst into a strange light. Ma Lingyun, who cares about that? He was in a hurry to kill Ying long.