Vulgar Master Chapter 135

"Foot-binding to pretend to be dirty (pretty dirty), belongs to the department of mountains, rivers, imperial cities, and feudal temples, from which a vulgar **** with the ability to bind feet can be hatched."

Zhou Bawa looked at the information in the eyes of the connoisseur, and saw an old friend. He didn't meet the bull, ghost, snake, and spirit like the foot-binding man. He has also encountered it in the world. On the long road from Xicheng to the funeral city, there is a man who is now selling Ear Village. , the map used to be called Foot-Binding Village, the boss of the village is a foot-binding man. (Chapter 86)

Now the foot-binding man on the field is from the same race.

Originally, this was not a vulgar **** with a high talent for pretending to be dirty, but it couldn't hold other people's training levels there. The training system of the vulgar gods is more complicated. The simple unit of measurement for the level of practice is "the year of the road."

This foot-binding man has been doing Taoism for 30 years. To compare, Zhou Bawa has both good and bad in his hands. At present, he is delicious and nutritious every day. He also attends training classes every day, and he has only practiced Taoism for two or three years.

Possibly relying on his high talent for pretending to be dirty, a vulgar **** who has a talent for pretending to be dirty in 3 years of Taoist epic legends, and a vulgar **** who has an excellent talent for pretending to be dirty for 5 years and 10 years, it is not a problem.

But now the gap between the 30-year Daoist practice of this foot-binding man is too great, and it cannot be compensated by talent.

This is still Zhou Bawa's level as an example, let alone other temple masters, no wonder no player can beat Lu Shengdao, the great Buddha Chen Tianhai has been smashed into the sand, and the audience is very impressed with the extremely strong Lin Yu Jing is also not optimistic, and is convinced that Lu Shengdao can win in the end.

Because Lu Shengdao borrowed such a terrifying helper from nowhere, it has surpassed the general level of this game, and is under dimensionality reduction. This is not a fair game.

In Lu Shengdao's body temple, the foot-binding master was born, and the ancient ground of foot-binding binds all things. Sitting in the auditorium outside the stadium, one can feel an unspeakable heaviness and decadence lingering in his heart, as if his feet are wearing He was shackled, unable to stand up, move, unable to move an inch, let alone Lin Yujing, who was now facing the pressure of the foot-binding man and his fighting style.

In Lin Yujing's Xingyi Temple, the raging waves were raging and thundering, and the roaring thunderous thunder continued to descend, and the purple electricity was densely formed in mid-air, forming a knitted spider web, doing everything to wash away the evil in the world.

However, the road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high.

Even though the wind and thunder pills in Lin Yujing's body temple have formed a net of wind and thunder to cleanse the filth and evil, the poison of footbinding is still like gangrene, spreading pollution from the place where the body and temple meet.

Wherever the foot-binding poison spread, the wind and thunder seemed to be put on shackles, the wind stopped, the thunder beams stopped abruptly, not dissipating, but in an extremely twisted and uncomfortable posture, being forcibly restrained and limited. In place, twisted into an ugly and morbid footbinding.

Fengleiwan in the thundercloud roars and filial piety to Thunder. It is the shock of the new era, a fair thunder horn, but after all, it is no match for the outdated convention. Drink the blood of anger.

The red color dyed the thunderclouds in half of the sky, the sea with raging waves, and the red clouds in the red sea.

The newly born scarlet thundercloud was full of unwilling anger, but it was too young to break through such an ancient heavy shackle. It is also unsustainable and is about to be suppressed and extinguished.

The old and the obsolete claim to be supreme authority, claiming that what has been done since ancient times is right, suppressing the thunderous voice of the new generation.

The homeless son Lu Shengdao invited the soldiers to eat the ancient and immutable things.

In the audience, many audience members shook their heads, Lin Yujing's performance was absolutely wonderful, and she was born step by step by herself. She was very pure, yearning and admiring. However, the reality is often There isn't so much romanticism that the world has no place for living heroes, and heroes are mostly born after death.

In the auditorium, I don't know if it was because of the influence of the foot-binding man, the atmosphere of twilight filled the air, and the hopeless frustration spread, the audience felt more and more numb and hopeless, and they were unable to breathe because of the old poison.

But there are still people in the vast audience who are shouting cheers. Although small but powerful, the unyielding voice will be temporarily covered up, but it will never disappear. Lin Yujing's support fans shouted cheers, even if the world is dark and numb and unfair, it will never disappear. There are always young people with fire in their hearts and light in their eyes.

And their enthusiasm is not lost in vain, the new life is calling, and the fire can be heard.

Lu Shengdao was in control of the foot-binding man who was in the body temple. The general situation was already in his hand, but he could always hear those noisy "noises" that made him uneasy.

This made Lu Shengdao feel inexplicably irritable, and he decided not to procrastinate any more, lest the night be long and dreamy, and this would put everything out in the future and completely cut off all future troubles.

Lu Shengdao saw that under the poison of the foot-binding man, Fengleiwan had already been suppressed and shackled by the shackles of foot-binding, and the fight between trapped beasts was not a climate. Lin Yujing's body temple was no longer guarded by the secular gods, and the door was wide open. , he won.

Lu Shengdao didn't wait any longer. He already showed a smile on his face. He manipulated the foot-bound man to rush into the opponent's body temple. He would completely defeat those "reckless and angry people" who couldn't see the form, and let them know who would be the master here in the future. Who has the final say.

However, when he made the footbinder attack recklessly.

boom! Shocking waves rose above the Chihai Sea, and the shocking dragon looked up at the sun in anger.

In Lin Yujing's body temple, out of the turbulent sea, there was a vulgar **** with an angry body and a broken dragon.

Lin Yujing's position of Xingyi Temple, Tianlei and Dihai~www.mtlnovel.com~ For a long time, Fengleiwan has been in the sky, holding clouds and thunder, sitting in the temple, and defeated countless opponents, everyone thought it was Lin Yu Jing's unique skills, the strongest trump card in his hand, the vulgar god.

However, few people know that before Lin Yujing got Fengleiwan, there was actually another secular deity in Xingyi Temple, and he had cultivated it for a long time.

It's just that this vulgar **** has been hiding in the sea of ​​​​Lin Yujing's body temple, and seldom shows up. The vulgar **** pretends to be dirty, which is derived from her experience of beheading a **** somewhere in the secular world. Less effort. (Chapter 66)

As for Lin Yujing, he doesn't make it appear very often. In so many games so far, he has never used it, not because it is too weak to work, but on the contrary, because its strength is brought out. A little bullying, Fengleiwan is enough to deal with the scene all the time, so Lin Yujing has never let it out.

Now, the opponent used the helper to invite the strong enemy foot-binding master, and it was finally time for him to take action.

In the red sea, under the guidance of the law of sparks, every drop of the water from the heart of the sea gathers and returns from all directions overseas under the call, condensing the dragon's anger, the raging red tide torrent.

boom! The heavy residual poison shackles of the foot-binding man suddenly collapsed in the torrent of sparks that destroyed the dead.

Chapter end