The funeral fist exploded, the black lightning exploded, and the painting saint exploded into flesh and blood on the spot!

The chess saint quickly took action, collected all the flesh and blood, refined the remaining resentment, murderous aura and other negative energy in the holy fire, and shouted: "Girl Qinse, hold it away, this is your great opportunity! There is no world for you to be sainted now, but this saint is fresh in flesh and blood. If you inherit everything from him, you can still be saint!"

Qinse hurried over, and the chess saint threw the flesh and blood into Qinse's body with his backhand. Qinse sat cross-legged in the chaos and began to absorb the energy from the flesh and blood of the saint...

On the other side, Tang Sanzang was looking back at the Shushan Realm.

Suddenly, a girl appeared in front of him, knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed and bowed.

Tang Sanzang was stunned: "Uh...girl, what are you doing? Do you recognize your father?"

The girl was stunned. Does she seem to recognize her father? The bald man's mind is indeed not normal.

However, the girl still spoke: "Little woman, Qingshan, is currently a saint in the Book Mountain world. The little woman has sworn that if she can save us, I will serve as a cow and a horse for whom, a slave and a servant. Qingshan, pay homage to the master..."

Tang Sanzang was stunned. He came to rob, but before he started robbing, the other party knelt directly and presented everything with both hands. This is a damn... there is no game experience!

Tang Sanzang was a little unhappy. He didn't like this feeling of being too smooth, so he leaned over and said, "Girl, have you made a mistake? Actually, I'm here to rob. If that old maggot doesn't take action, I will take action. You guys will be destroyed."

Qingshan looked at Tang Sanzang with bright eyes: "I know, I also know that the saint of calligraphy died in your hands."

Tang Sanzang spread his hands and said, "Is that right? We are actually irreconcilable enemies. How about it, do you want to fight me?"

As a result, Aoyama shook his head and said, "If you come late, will you kill the saint of painting?"

Tang Sanzang said: "He has been on the list of my kills, sooner or later."

Qingshan bowed again: "Qingshan also swears that anyone can avenge us? I am willing to be a cow and a horse, a slave and a servant. Qingshan pays homage to the master!"

Tang Sanzang was speechless, rubbed his eyebrows, and complained weakly: "You will not resist the relationship no matter what, right?"

Qingshan nodded obediently: "The master has some requests, and I obey my advice."

Tang Sanzang: "…#￥%…&"

Tang Sanzang said unwillingly: "Look at me, I'm not a good person. I remember that back then, I cut over ten streets with two kitchen knives, and there were only 10,000 saints who were killed... I cut them for three years, but I didn't have a close eye for three years..."

"Oh." Qingshan responded faintly.

Tang Sanzang said, "Don't you understand what I mean? I am the kind of murderer, the kind that destroys the world. I'm here, don't you resist?"

Qingshan replied calmly: "I am the master, and so is the Shushan Realm. If the master wants to destroy it, then destroy it."

Tang Sanzang hugged his head, raised his head and wailed: "Fuck, there is no game experience!"

After saying that, Tang Sanzang suddenly stood up.

The chess saint asked quickly: "Senior, what are you going to do next?"

Tang Sanzang waved his hand and said, "Leave! Go and work for the next family, this family is boring."

The chess saint was speechless...

It’s not enough for me to rob my grandson, I want to play tricks and increase my interest. This bald man is really a juvenile!

However, the chess saint did not dare to refute, and nodded repeatedly and said, "That's the case, then go to the saint's house for the next stop?"

Tang Sanzang waved his hand and said, "Let's go, hurry up..."

As soon as the words were finished, the golden light was shining, but the zither became a saint. The saint's power was surging and the golden light was shining. At the same time, a scroll of marks and a jade zither mark flew out of her body and manifested in chaos and remained undispersed for a long time.

Seeing this, the chess saint exclaimed: "Two saints are one, and they resonate with each other!"

Tang Sanzang looked at the chess saint in confusion.

The chess saint immediately explained: "Master, Miss Qinse has made a lot of money this time. She not only absorbed the saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's tutoring. In addition, she has absorbed the saint's saint's saint's tutor's saint, and now she has directly become a saint who paints two ways!

This is not as simple as one plus one equals two. Her strength is much stronger than a person like me who becomes a saint in a single way!

If there is another powerful world as a support, you will be an absolute master!”

Tang Sanzang asked disapprovingly: "How tall is it? Is it as tall as me? Will she cry if I punch me?"

Looking at Tang Sanzang's perverted and strong fist, the chess saint suddenly turned off and said bitterly: "Uh... you may die."

"That's useless..." Tang Sanzang waved to his disdain and said, "Come here after you advance. Hurry up, everyone pack up and let's copy the family!"

Qinse was also very happy at first, but after hearing the chess saint's evaluation, when he thought about the horror of this bald man, he immediately lamented, so what about the two saints? Under the pressure of bald man, he is still a burden and a mess.

After Tang Sanzang left, he realized that there was one more person in the team, who was the saint of Qingshan.

"Uh...you..." Tang Sanzang was a little embarrassed.

Although Qingshan is also a beauty, Tang Sanzang always feels uneasy about this fallen beauty.

Aoyama stood there respectfully and said, "Master, please give me instructions."

Tang Sanzang looked at her serious and pious look and finally nodded helplessly: "I have accepted many disciples and servants, but it's the first time you pay for it. Forget it, keep up..."

Tang Sanzang admitted his defeat and accepted it directly.

Qingshan smiled, waved his hand, and the collapsed half of the Shushan Realm suddenly shrank and was swallowed into her mouth in one mouth.

Tang Sanzang looked at him and asked a little unhappy: "You are not missing? Are your own creatures killed by believers?"

Qingshan shook his head and said, "No."

The chess saint immediately explained: "Aoyama took the world away."

Tang Sanzang was stunned: "Take it with you? If you can carry it with you, why are you still in chaos?"

The chess saint said helplessly: "Only in chaos can the world absorb the chaotic energy, continuously strengthen and grow, and not only will it not grow stronger, but it will also consume the chaotic power absorbed by the saint, and the holy power to maintain its operation. The only benefit is safety, and there is no need to worry about being scouted. But in general, there is no benefit...

After all, when a saint is alive, no one dares to search the house without absolute certainty.

After all, the saint may come back at any time...

The house search is a timeless hatred that will never end, and you will definitely fight to the death.

Even if the house is successfully searched, I have to worry that the other party will squat in the corner every day to search his house...

It’s not worth the loss.”
Chapter completed!