There was a fierce fight in the circle.


    And outside the circle.


    Dizang was alone and stood outside the circle. In front of him stood Gu Changan, Qianji and Jiuming Jun.


    There is quite a momentum that one man is in charge of the pass and ten thousand people can''t open it.


    "Tut, Ming Jun, are you really going to close your eyes and don''t see what''s happening in front of you, just as he hasn''t happened?"


    "Even if you''re afraid that the land tigers will come to trouble you, you can''t let things go. At least that kid is a disaster in your underworld?"


    Gu Changan said bitterly.


    As the saying goes, if you don''t fight an unprepared battle, the land in front of you is so strong that you can''t do it. You can only rely on the big man next to you.


    But at the moment, the other party simply closed his eyes and closed his eyes, but he was out of sight and out of mind, which really worried Gu Changan.


    Ren Changsheng was not in a normal state to meet this war.


    Previously, on Qianlian peak, he only stood in the distance to watch the battle and refused to advance half a minute.


    But now, the only immortal state in Qianlian peak is closed because of too much consumption. As the caress envoy of xuanjing Town, Ren Changsheng has no reason to be timid and not fight?


    "Brother Gu, this so-called Taoism is the first. Is that all you can do?"


    "Only send so many people to watch the war, and don''t help?"


    Jiuming wants to change the subject.


    Gu Changan shook his head and sighed, "if everyone of them had such skills as Lord Mingjun, I''m afraid they would have participated in the battle instead of hiding aside."


    The strange words made Jiuming Jun have no desire to speak.


    Dizang was always in no hurry and did not slow down. He stood in place and closed his eyes with a smile.


    This mess was a pot of porridge, but not far away, there was a figure standing high in the air, looking at what happened below with great interest.


    "It''s really interesting. The ancient prophecy history says that there will be a real Shura coming out of hell, right?"


    The man asked with a smile.


    Behind him, followed by an old man.


    It seems that his body shape is not half as tall as him. There are strange decorations hanging on his head, like an eyeball, but only white eyes. It looks terrible.


    "Yes, it comes from the ancient legend of the western regions. We all know that if you have anything else to ask, just ask. Please don''t continue to make trouble for my grandchildren."


    When the old man opened his mouth, it was an old woman''s voice. Her trembling voice was filled with fear.


    "Don''t worry, I Shura have never been so unreasonable. If your barbarians hadn''t started on me first, I wouldn''t have fought against them."


    The man said with a smile.


    But in this laughter, there was a terrible smell of Yin God.


    The old woman nodded when she heard the speech.


    But one hand fumbled behind him and grabbed the little grandson''s palm.


    The flickering big eyed child didn''t understand why grandma''s hands were much cooler than usual.


    "Old man... You said if I killed the real Shura, would I become the real Shura?"


    At this time, the man asked again.


    With his voice, he saw the long sword in the man''s hand flashing a strange light, which seemed to be unbearable.


    "Impossible... Shura... There can only be one... Unless..."


    "Unless what?"


    "Unless that true Shura is willing to quit..."


    "Is that so?"


    "The little grandson behind you should be your last prophecy blood? Your family relies on close relatives to give birth to such a child with almost 99% ancestral blood and has not died early..."


    "My lord... What are you talking about? The old woman can''t understand..."


    "It doesn''t matter if I don''t understand. I did promise you to let him go, but I didn''t tell you where to put him. I only promised to let the little guy go, but I didn''t promise to let you go..."


    The man showed his white teeth and smiled.


    Gently took the little grandson''s hand. Although the old woman wanted to stop it, she found that she couldn''t move at all.


    "Little guy, cover your eyes. I want to play a game with grandma."


    The man smiled and covered his eyes with his hands for the kid.


    The bloodthirsty sword came out of its scabbard and was quietly on the grandmother''s neck. A touch of red blood flowed all over the ground. The little guy counseled his nose and felt that an unpleasant smell filled the nasal cavity.


    When the big brother came home, the smell didn''t disappear for three days, and after that day, all my parents disappeared.


    When the little guy opened his eyes, he found that Grandma had magically disappeared. He only saw blood all over the ground.


    "Your grandmother is gone. You will follow me in the future."


    The man smiled.


    The child nodded vaguely, but somehow, a sad mood filled his heart.


    It was like a feeling of life and death. He looked back at the pool of blood, and tears came out unconsciously.


    "If you follow me later, you can''t shed tears easily..."


    The man smiled and said these words.


    However, his hands gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the child''s eyes.


    The latter nodded and followed the man away.


    The battle in the distant circle was still fierce, and the smiling Di Zang still stood in the distance in front of everyone.


    Just under this peaceful land, the hidden evil is quietly born.


    No one noticed where the skull head Buddha beads carried between the neck of underground Tibet went.


    The latter lay quietly on the ground, slowly absorbing the battle aftermath from the ground, like a seed waiting to take root.


    "Emperor Jiuming, you can travel more in the world."


    With a laugh, there was a great momentum under the ground.


    In the past, the vast team carried a huge sedan chair out of the ground. In front of it was a kid with a long tongue, jumping and clattering.


    Many ghosts followed behind were also red lipped and white toothed boys and girls, as well as black-and-white Impermanence in black and white clothes.


    "It''s just a shocking event in the world. It even provoked Lord Yan Jun to do it himself. It seems that the hell attaches great importance to this kid this time."


    Jiuming said coldly. You always stared at the huge sedan chair and squeezed out a huge figure from the sedan chair.


    One step on the ground, the whole ground shook three times.


    Where is like a shadow, this is a meat mountain.


    "Ben Yanjun, I heard that people from the netherworld are coming to join the fun. If they don''t appear again, I''m afraid the world will turn over."


    "Thousand machines? What are you still doing standing there? Can''t you see the old lord when you see the new Lord?"


    The meat mountain made a cold hum.


    Qianji reacted and hurriedly ran to the meat mountain with a flattering smile on his face.