Chapter 116 Chaos

The medicine basket was very angry and aggrieved. For the first time, she was disappointed and angry for the first time. The medicine basket was her name. She picked it up by her master and carried it in the medicine basket to identify hundreds of herbs and cultivate elixirs. Now, it has been a hundred years.

"Well, let you know the method of grass control of Baicao Sect!" The medicine basket's little face was angry, and his hands were raised, and the seeds of the sky were sprinkled, and the remaining monks were also sprinkled with infinite seeds. Some floated in the void and some fell into the sea.

Qin Hao put his arms around his chest and watched with great interest. There is a group of people who cultivate Baicao. It seems that he can destroy Baicao Sect and leave those who are willing to submit.

Countless seeds show new buds and grow vigorously. There are towering trees, strange spiritual grasses, and various plants in their hands, growing and maturing rapidly.

Qin Hao has been surrounded by hundreds of grasses, some branches of trees have grown to the soles of his feet, some vines have slowly wrapped around his body, and there are spiritual flowers floating in front of him, beautiful, like the country of immortals.

"It's really good. It's suitable for inviting the moon to enjoy the scenery. Is this for my emperor?" Qin Hao didn't feel dangerous at all, but joked.

"I want you to die!" The medicine basket was angry and the boss stared at him.

The way of hundreds of grasses, the chain of hundreds of grass gods!

Qin Hao sneered, and a divine lotus composed of hundreds of grass runes rushed out of his body, like a divine dragon wandering around Qin Hao, and those spiritual trees leaned on the divine chain like flattering villains.

"Thank you all, then I'm not polite!" Qin Hao smiled, and the divine chain of herbs rolled across, and those spiritual herbs and elixirs swam with the chain and collected them into the pure land.

What, my magic silver grass!

No, this is the only seed left of the snow demon tree.

.........

The people of Baicao Sect shouted miserably, and some people even rushed to Qin Hao.

Death!

Qin Hao's coldness is that he never showed mercy, and his fists were soft, beating dozens of monks who rushed over into powder.

The medicine basket shed tears and smiled miserably. Knowing that it was the emperor, they were still looking for death. Who is to blame!

"White Grass God Chain, you are indeed the emperor!" There was a sound of praise from the bronze carriage. This beautiful hand defeated the fragile little heart of Baicaozong, and there was no idea of resistance.

Of course, if he dares to resist, Qin Hao does not mind cleaning it. In addition to the sea, there are many monks in the chaotic Xinghai.

"Let's go!" The medicine basket still carried her back and flew in the direction of the sect with more than a dozen fellow brothers. As for whether she can return to the sect, it depends on God's will.

Qin Hao's hand shocked everyone present, even the monks on the stone island, lost their voice in an instant.

It's right that he is the emperor. The monks least want to face the enemy are the emperors. They are not strong and tireless, and also hold the key to the road, and Baicao Sect hit the hand of the Heavenly Emperor who mastered the white grass chain.

Ten thousand years ago, the weak Baicao Sect rose by relying on the emperor to master the chain of Baicao God. Today's defeat is also a karma!

"The retribution is not good. Ten thousand years ago, how many of these sects were subordinate to the imperial clan. They wanted to turn over and be the master, but they didn't expect that the master came back and asked for suffering. They deserved it!" There are monks who are loud and noisy, and the voice in the words is obvious. After all, there is no good end for those who betray the Lord.

"Cough, it's really lively here. Fortunately, it's not too late!" With an old cough, a cringe old man led a little girl to appear in front of the crowd. The little girl was plain, but it was difficult to hide her beauty.

"Hee hee, we meet again!" Ziye made a face to Qin Hao and comforted him, "Grandpa, I told you not to rush on your way. Look, now you are coughing again!"

"Ha ha, senior Xinyuan, it's been a few days since we said goodbye on the island. I'm all good!" Qin Hao hugged his fist and smiled.

The old man raised his hand and shook his head and said, "I'm really ashamed of the true face of the emperor of heaven who has no eyes and doesn't know!"

Qin Hao did not refute. He has a white crystal to protect himself. It is completely impossible for ordinary people to see through him. Of course, except for immortality!

The arrival of the old man from the abyss made Qin Hao smell an unusual smell. These three people were all a stream of twelve disasters. I'm afraid they came here with great plans.

The onlookers didn't think so. The two demons expressed their kindness to the Heavenly Emperor. Later, the old man Xinyuan had known the Heavenly Emperor for a long time. Looking at this, it seemed that he came to help!

The situation changes so fast that people don't react well.

It was only three people who changed the situation.

Qin Hao never thinks so. He is not familiar with these three people. Who knows what he is thinking? If he really calculates, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has a ceremony!" Eight Buddha lights bloomed from the top of the stone island, with golden bodies, cloaks, hands and ten monks. The soles of their feet did not move and slowly floated in front of Qin Hao. The Buddha's eyes were closed and his voice was loud.

"Haha, very good, order, Vajra magic!" Qin Hao laughed and didn't see his anger at all.

But a monk said, "Huh, the bald donkey in Jianglong Temple is really disgusting. It takes away the body of the emperor and dares to face others. Bah!"

"What's the matter? The power of this chaotic Xinghai has never been taken away. Anyway, they are all a group of people who betray the Lord. If you want me to say, just kill them all!" Some people are even more disdainful.

These eight King Kongs are the people of the emperors who have been taken away, and they have entered the realm of order and their cultivation is extraordinary!

"Ami TOEFL, the donor has fallen into the devil's way. Turn back to the shore and convert to my Buddha!" The first person hung a string of 108 rosary beads in his hand, which were kind-looking and loud, like a bronze bell.

For the shameless and hypocritical monk, Qin Hao has only one word, die!

The Heavenly Emperor's sword was held in Qin Hao's hand. Killing these people is not enough to relieve their hatred. They should be tortured by all kinds of time and never be reincarnated.

"Don't worry, I won't let the death of the emperor be so easy!" Qin Hao's voice was cold, like the sound of the underworld coming from the secluded land, and it was extremely cold.

Exercism and exorcism!

These eight King Kong roared, and the waves rolled, sacrificing Buddha's weapons.

A rosary, a Zen stick, a long stick, a ring knife, a bronze cymber, a wishful thinking, a bowl, and a strangely shaped golden sword should be cast by Buddhism itself.

The Wrath of King Kong!

Exercism and exorcism!

One hundred and eight rosary beads are enlarged, and the Buddha's light shines on the sky, which is comparable to the newborn sun. In the center of each rosary, there is a monk sitting down, making strange gestures and chanting scriptures.

The Zen stick buzzes and makes people upset. The golden stick needs hundreds of feet long, but it can turn over the river and the sea. The knife is fierce, the cold light flashes, and the copper cymium is huge. The monk stands on it and knocks fiercely. The substantial sound waves stirs in all directions and attacks...

The eight Buddha weapons were amazingly powerful. The monk holding the bowl scolded angrily and waved his big hand. A huge fingerprint of the height of the mountain patted on Qin Hao, and the bowl flew up in the air to cover Qin Hao.

I don't know what to call it!

Qin Hao sneered. He is the emperor, and no one is more familiar with the use of the emperor's magic power than him. Even if they are not emperors, they can't avoid using the King Kong magic power by taking away the emperor's body!

Long sticks, Zen sticks, ring knives, copper cymbars, Ruyi, bowls, and golden swords are all refined by straight stone tablets, which are just to increase the power of the Heavenly Emperor Sword.

Receive!

Qin Hao scolded gently, and three Taoist chains flew out of his body and wrapped around the bowl, and heard the monk screaming: "My bowl!"

"He is not yours, he has always belonged to the emperor!" Qin Hao sarcastically.

Take the divine chain, seal the divine chain, cut the divine chain together, cut off the divine control, seal the bowl, and take it back directly.

You should die too!

As soon as Qin Hao finished speaking, the monk felt a pain in his neck. He looked down and saw that the body had been separated, and Qin Hao grabbed his head, sealed it, and smiled, "Don't worry, you won't die so easily!"

Peng's punch, his body was blown into powder by Qin Hao's punch.

"Next time, let the stone devour its essence!" Qin Hao's heart was completely cold.

The next one is you!

Qin Hao's sword pointed to the monk holding the golden sword. Everyone made a divine observation, but found nothing. They saw that the golden sword disappeared, the monk's head disappeared, and the rest of his body was crushed by a small stone tablet. The most surprising thing was that the stone tablet was hung on Qin Hao's hair and covered and could not be seen at all.

Let's all die!

Qin Hao smiled ferociously and only heard a few screams. There was only a monk holding a rosary in the void, and the rest disappeared!

The rosary has hung in Qin Hao's hand, but with a jump, a reli turned into shatter, and he heard Qin Hao sneer: "So crisp, dare to take it out and be ashamed. This is the only thing left in the Dragon Temple!"

"Ami TOEFL, the donor kills too much, and he will definitely be haunted by karma in the future, fall into the dark, and will never be at peace!" The monk put his hands together and was not frightened at all.

"I am the emperor of heaven, and the underworld is under control!" Qin Hao sneered.

The monk raised his eyebrows, rushed angrily, stepped out one step, and said, "Then let the monk send you to the world of paradise!" A golden palm fell from the sky, with great momentum and waves.

"Don't worry, I will take your wronged soul to the world of bliss and let your Buddha see what is bliss and what is Buddha. It's all empty talk in front of the emperor. It's all jokes!" Qin Hao was furious, roaring and roaring, like thunder in the sky, directly blowing away the golden palm.

The monument defeats demons!

The monk seemed to have known this for a long time. He did not panic. He sacrificed a divine monument, and finally rose to a height, towering and suppressing it endlessly.

Haha, Dongshi is an example, Handan learns to walk, you are so naive!

Qin Hao laughed and looked at the falling stone tablet. He punched in the air and roared. A fierce air wave hit under the stone tablet. What shocked all people was that the stone tablet rose to the sky and flew towards the void.

Is this still the power of the monk?

The old man Xinyuan sighed. Ziye opened her mouth and her eyes were full of stars. Is this guy still a human? Wrong, he is not a human being, he is the emperor!

"What's surprising? The King of War once tore open the Taihuang Fairyland and killed it. Little Emperor, you are far worse than the King of War ten thousand years ago!" A delicate sound came from the bronze carriage, and everyone was cold.

What kind of power is this to tear open the fairyland with bare hands? Even Qin Hao was shocked. It seems that the emperors do have the strength to make the heavens submit.

Cuppress!

Qin Hao was cold, and the exquisite stone tablet between his hair rushed out and hit the stone tablet sacrificed by the monk. The cracks were like the cracks of the earth. They hit several times in succession, making the ten thousand stone tablets completely broken.

"Remember, the power of the emperor cannot be violated!" Qin Hao stood at the end of the void and stepped on it. The monk directly burst into shattered, and the broken stone tablet and essence were swallowed up by the exquisite and lovely stone tablet.

Fierce, domineering, ignoring everything, this is the Emperor of Heaven!

Qin Hao carried his hands and looked up at the end of the void. What is on the sky? It is the fairy world. Doubt is a powerful divine world. Anyway, in the near future, he will tear open a door of space and lead the emperors into it.

Revenge, wash the humiliation suffered by the emperor over the endless years with blood!

Everyone swallowed saliva. It was too cruel. The famous eight King Kong of Jianglong Temple died like this. It was really aggrieved. Maybe he didn't die, and his soul was enjoying inhuman torture.

Some people are happy and some people are worried. The alliance monks on Stone Island are silent. Compared with the glorious palace, they are still worthy of their strength to be proud of the heroes.

"Amazing, amazing, the old demon finally watched a good show today!" A joking sound sounded, and a man in white appeared in the void, with white eyebrows, snow-white, waist and a long sword, clapping his hands.

Who is he? The teleportation is also a scattered demon!

The self-proclaimed old demon must be the supreme among demons!

Unlike the people in the discussion, Qin Hao felt danger from this person. Although it was not a murder, it was definitely not a good impression.

"White demon, why are you here? Do you want to fight with the fairy?" There is a trace of sharpness in Yao Qianqian's charming voice in the bronze car.

"Such a grand event, of course, I'm here to see the fun, Yao Xianzi, how dare I be your enemy? Your snowflake knife is not vegetarian, right, blood brother!" The white old demon is male, but the charm of women is creepy.

"When the ancestors arrive, shut up!" A golden chariot came out of the void, and it turned out to be nine jade dragons. On the back of a dragonfly, riding a teenager with blonde hair, majestic and violent, with golden eyes, pointing at everyone angrily.

And sitting on the golden chariot was a blonde old man, with long hair neatly combed, his body straight, sitting like a clock, and there was substantial golden light bursting in his eyes. As soon as the man came out, the people present were under great pressure.

The old man Xinyuan did not speak and took Ziye's hand and turned a blind eye, while Yao Qianqian snorted coldly, "Old Zong, why are you not here to enjoy your old age in your golden cave?"

"Hmm, the world is so big that the old people can come and go wherever they want, that's the matter!" The teenager riding the jade dragon stood up and answered loudly, full of it.

"Haha, such a cute little lion!" There was a surprise in Yao Qianqian's voice, but it was more joking.

You!

The teenager is red-faced and angry, but he is at the same level as his ancestors. If he is overdoing it, he will teach him a lesson!