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In the underworld, there was a loud roar. www.126shu.com
Wherever the lonely old monk and the two hundred-meter golden Buddha statue passed, the dazzling golden light did not dissipate, but formed a golden light.
Accompanied by the vast and vast Buddhist sounds, golden Buddha statues with different postures emerged, extremely magical.
“Roar!”
Almost at the same time, the powerful ghost king raised a sea of blood all over his body, and the blood in his hand was like a dragon, and he stabbed the lonely old monk.
“Master!”
“Old bastard!”
At the critical moment, Bai Xiaofeng and Feng Changqing roared at the same time.
“Namo Amitabha!”
But the old monk lonely just recited the Buddha’s name that scattered the world, as if echoing the two of them.
Next second.
Boom!
The lonely old monk, covered in golden paint, carried a two hundred meters golden Buddha statue, and smashed the blood of the powerful ghost king.
The speed did not decrease, and another roar directly smashed the powerful ghost king to pieces.
“I want to take my Buddha to see what he looks behind this sea of blood.”
An ethereal voice echoed in the underworld.
The dazzling golden light still does not weaken.
The lonely old monk, covered with golden paint, carried a two hundred meters golden Buddha statue. Against the backdrop of the Buddha shadows and sounds in the sky behind him, he directly knocked open the sea of blood and rushed towards the depths of the sea of blood.
Boom!
A huge wave surged in the vast sea of blood, like a giant beast that closed its mouth, instantly closing the gap that the lonely old monk had opened.
“Master!”
Bai Xiaofeng’s face changed drastically, and the powerful Yin power burst out of her body.
After the sea of blood, there are nine supreme masters!
If the unscrupulous master really meets the nine supreme masters, he will be scattered!
However.
“Bai Xiaofeng, stop!”
The Ming Zun pressed his shoulder.
“Let me go and I’m going to save my master!”
Bai Xiaofeng’s right hand shook violently and broke free from the shackles of the Nether Lord.
“The Holy Monk tries hard to retain your strength and let you do more important things. Do you understand?”
The Ming Zun raised his sword eyebrows and shouted angrily: “Those nine pieces are the key to this battle!”
Bai Xiaofeng was stunned and stunned, with her entire body surging.
He had red eyes and looked at the scarlet and surging sea of blood not far away, his nose was sore and swollen.
The scenes of being with the unscrupulous master kept popping up in my mind like slides, like sharp knives, piercing hard on my heart.
This old bastard!
What’s wrong with him being a hooligan?
He raised his feet with Widow Liu honestly, what’s wrong with him?
He took Widow Liu to travel around the world all day long. What’s wrong with him?
Why come back?
A man in his fifties came to die in his name as a holy monk?
What’s the best thing about comparing life?
That’s when.
Boom!
In the sea of blood, a vast golden light exploded.
It’s like a golden dragon soaring into the sky, running straight through the sky.
Bai Xiaofeng’s tiger body was shocked: “Senior Brother!”
“Xiaofeng, senior brother, go and see, that old bastard, are you dead!”
A cold voice came from the sea of blood.
Immediately.
“King of Great Wisming!”
Boom!
With Feng Changqing’s angrily shouted, the powerful Yin power suddenly shattered the sea of blood around him.
The golden light soared into the sky, and a towering statue of Bodhisattva a hundred meters high suddenly stood in the sky.
Under the golden light, Feng Changqing stood proudly, his long robe roared.
He turned his head slowly with red eyes and looked at Bai Xiaofeng.
Smile slightly: “The old bastard wants to die so much. Senior brother goes and see. If he is not dead, Senior brother will make up for it!”