Chapter 1000 (1/2)
At the same time, Hua qiangu also knows that the reason why she is injured is for her own sake.
Hua qiangu knows that as the master of the seven killing hall and also the master of the two realms of demons, Sha elder sister is immeasurable in strength, and can completely draw with his master.
But now because of their own concerns, afraid of being hurt by the aftershocks of a powerful battle, I'm afraid that I can't even play half of my strength to kill my sister. Otherwise, how could I be defeated after a while?
”Ha ha, Baizi is very good at painting immortals.”
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”In less than 30 moves, I will defeat the master of the two realms of demons. Baizi's painting of fairies is worthy of being the best one in cultivating fairyland.”
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”Ladies and gentlemen, Shaqian is a stranger. He is the master of the hall of seven evils. He is also the master of the two realms of demons and demons. He has the ability to command the two realms of demons and launch wars between them. This is actually the biggest problem in the fairyland. Why don't we kill him in one fell swoop to avoid future trouble?”
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”That is to say, now that the great devil who killed Qianmo is defeated, the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is in front of us. We should seize the victory and pursue it and eradicate it completely.”
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Different from the despair and sadness of Hua qiangu, thousands of monks from various forces in the immortal cultivation world were all boiling after seeing that the immortal in the painting of Baizi had only used 30 moves to defeat the peerless devil named Qianmo.
At first, he praised the strength of the first powerful man in the immortal cultivation world who was worthy of the name of immortals in the painting of Baizi. But he also pointed the spearhead at the killing fields.
Prepare to take advantage of the situation and kill the master of the two realms of the demon at one stroke, so as to eliminate the great trouble of the immortal cultivation world.
Looking at the thousands of monks who have criticized themselves, their eyes are cold, but everyone who is swept by this terrible sight is shocked, and the voice gradually decreases until it is not.
A hundred footed insect, dead but not stiff, tiger dead in the remaining Wei!
People remembered that killing Qian Mo was the Lord of the two realms of demons. It can be said that it is the first devil in the six realms.
Even if they are seriously injured, the tiger is still a tiger. No matter how, they can not be provoked by the ants.
In the face of this huge and terrifying mountain, thousands of friars stopped fighting again.
Because they know that even if the other side is hit hard, they can not challenge themselves.
I'm afraid that they will not even die in front of the first.
”Baizi painting, you and I have been enemies for hundreds of years, and I have not lowered my head to you once when I killed the fields.”
”But today, I kill the fields to bow to you and ask you to let go of the little one.”
”If you agree to the request, I will kill the fields and die.”
Under the heavy rain, she said, the words were hard.
Hua qiangu knows that although her sister killed usually looks approachable, she treats her gently.
But Hua qiangu knows that it is absolutely proud to kill her sister.
It's really hard to ask sister Sha to say such a low head speech. But now she has said it. It's conceivable that what kind of psychological struggle has been made by killing elder sister.
In exchange for life, killing the elder sister's doting on himself has reached what kind of degree.
Up to now, Hua qiangu not only has a deep understanding of his status in the heart of killing his sister, but also has some new views on his beloved teacher.
”I promise you that if you choose to die, I will leave you to forgive Hua qiangu's death.”
Looking at the fight with their own for hundreds of years to kill Qianmo, now bow to their own please, Baizi painting is also a complex mood, but still agreed to kill Qianmo request.
After all, both sides are capable of flying in fairyland. If the other side wants to escape from the painting, there is no way.