Chapter 488 One night of fighting!

Zhou Liang sat alone in the middle of the desert, picked up a big pot and put various ingredients on it. In the blink of an eye, the fragrance of fish fluttered, and the seven little beasts were about to come out to eat fish.

It was indeed a group of foodies. They smiled in their hearts. While they were thinking, more than half of the fish soup disappeared and they were all taken away by the little Confucius.

"Xiao Fen Xiaobing and the others can't come out. Kisame is rare in the middle stage of the Demonic Infant. It's a small tonic." Since Xiao Confucius was taught a lesson by Zhou Liang, he was quite well-behaved during this period. Xiao Confucius even served a bowl of fish and meat for Xiao Fen and the others to drink. The housekeeper finally made it a little!

As soon as Xiao Xuanzi came out, he tore off a large piece of fish and started eating it. The little monkey smelled it and confirmed that there was no fishy smell. Then he scratched his ears and heads and took a piece from Zhou Liang's hand. The smell of fish filled the air, and the people in Kisame Island were scattered.

"Two brothers, why not be together!" Zhou Liang called out to Xu Fan, and they were not artificial. The people of the Fantasy Demonic Dao have never caught a cold.

The seven sects of Middle Earth and the eight gates of the East China Sea were watching a scene. Three young men, about thirty years old, were filled with wind and sand. When the sun set in the long river, they ate meat and drank wine in big mouthfuls. Jian Wuming couldn't help but miss the days back then, but he didn't expect this son to be so free and easy.

Zeng Qiying looked at this scene in shock. It seems that such a person has not been seen for many years. Many years ago, there was one of Zhou Liang's white robe and a round bald head, which seemed a bit blurry!

Wang Yi vaguely stepped forward and chuckled and said, "Little monk, this Kisame meat is extremely delicious, don't you know?"

Zhou Liang glanced at her with his eyes slanted, "Eating meat is fake, but I think it's true that I can stir up the wind and rain." He shook his head, "You woman, have a knot in your heart."

Wang Yi's body trembled slightly, and a white jade cushion fell on the desert, and he picked up a bowl of fish soup and drank it.

This move is unclear, but when everyone saw it, they felt a little confused. Yang Peng looked at Zhou Liang coldly, his eyes faintly.

"Uncle Master, there are hundreds of sects here, and the Heavenly Sword Order is only forty-nine. Although the little monk killed the island master of Kisame Island, he might not be able to keep the token?" Jian Ming quietly sent a message on the counter!

"This little monk is not that simple. He died in the middle stage of the Demon Infant. Ordinary sects dare not go up. I believe they all know that there is a false Buddhist sect behind this little monk!" Jian Wuming kept making plans in his hand. "There are still thirty-two Heavenly Sword Orders. Apart from the major sects, you will see the final analysis in a while!"

He flew over the desert, and the wind and sandstorms around him slowly formed golden flying swords around him, rushing straight into the sky, indescribable.

"The Heavenly Sword Order has a total of 49 pieces. If there is no Heavenly Sword Order sect, each of them will solve the problem. Let's set off tomorrow and head to the Heavenly Sword Gate!" Jian Wuming's voice fell, and Longmen Inn closed!

However, before closing, Lei Jingshi and others entered the Beast Control Sect. Everyone looked at it, no one dared to speak, Xu Fan and others entered the Formation Sect, no one dared to stop it, and Zeng Qiying and others entered the Baihua Valley were speechless for a while!

Fifteen forces entered one after another, and the rest were the small sects. In the Great Chu, Bing Meng slowly walked out. Someone wanted to challenge them, but next to her was a huge white tiger in the Demon Infant Stage. With a tiger roar and a cold snorkeling, Ice Valley entered it!

The leader of the Xiaoyao Valley of Xingjianmen led Zhuge Zheng and others, and the seven-star sword behind him was rising and falling. No one dared to say that he entered Longmen Inn!

Qin Zhongyu, the Hundred Beasts Sect, smiled and led everyone into it with a smile. His murderous intent was almost the same as the essence!

There are some strong sects entering each sect’s domain. In the blink of an eye, fifteen of them were scraped away by Middle Earth!

In the East China Sea, there are eight major forces of the Fantasy Demon Dao, Wuqing Sect, and Sanxian Alliance. Naturally, no one dares to say that they enter Longmen Inn, and there are still sixteen yuan!

The East China Sea monks were so complicated that there were many casual cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, evil cultivators, etc. Jian Wuming smiled and looked at the scene of fighting outside where magic weapons were flying all over the sky and he would never stop killing people!

"The world of cultivation is just a bigger world!" With a wave of his hand, a transparent flying sword floated outside the door. Without the Heavenly Sword Order, whoever enters will surely die!

Zhou Liang carried the Heavenly Sword Order and fought for a while. The Ancestor Kisame died, but it did not mean that the person who did not dare to attack him was killed. He killed only the sky and the earth that night. His white robes were all dyed red. I don’t know how many golden elixir monks died in his hands!

The Nascent Soul alone died three times, until the Buddha's kingdom was finally used in the end, and the infinite gray vows were so strong that everyone was frightened. The sticky blood dripped on the yellow sand and slowly penetrated into it. Zhou Liang's eyebrows had solidified, and the blood was also different in color, red, black and other colors, and he clasped his hands together.

It was like a monk walking out of hell, walking barefoot, taking bloody footprints at a glance, and the sun was born, and the first golden light shone on him, and no one dared to move. Even those old monsters who could not come out of the world could not give up their lives for the sake of a Tianjian Order or an opportunity to enter the Tianjian Pavilion to comprehend!

Take out the already blood-stained Heavenly Sword Order from his arms and laughed wildly, "Good means, really good means. Just forty-nine Heavenly Sword Orders, we summoned the cultivators from all over the world to kill each other. The Heavenly Sword Sect is such a deep plan!"

The wind and sand drifted, and the people around him listened to Zhou Liang's words and knew in their hearts that, but Tianjian Pavilion opened in a hundred years, it is an existence for major sects to compete for resource status, and it is an important moment for small sects to choose to rely on. For casual cultivators, being able to enter Tianjian Pavilion is a great fortune. I heard that there is also the secret of Tianjian Gate not being passed on!

What secret does not pass on? It can make the thousands of monks around so crazy. Is it a group of demons dancing around? Zhou Liang sneered in his heart. The group of demons dancing in my hands, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down the hairless scalp!

"Amitabha!" Lei Jingshi actually clasped his hands together. "Little monk, you have killed so many people, just for your own selfish interests, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will punish you?"

Zhou Liang suddenly looked up at Longmen Inn, with golden light surging all over his body, and his hands clasped together. "When the Buddha is still angry, he has good hearts. I am the Buddha. How come the Buddha said, donor, you are attached to the appearance." With a big laugh, he passed the transparent flying sword and entered Longmen Inn!

Wang Yi vaguely looked at the figure walking slowly, full of blood. Her eyes seemed to be somewhat similar to those of her eyes decades ago. Her heart trembled slightly!

Zeng Qiying seemed to remember all the things in the human world and shook her head. This little monk was just a little similar to the gods!
Chapter completed!