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The nuns in the sky Buddhist altar shot, and the wave of the hand was the Golden Thunder of the Buddha, but the monk could hide himself, and the cart behind could not bear such a blow.

The carts form a formation, and hard resistance to the Golden Thunder is not a problem. The problem is that the enemy cannot be this female nun. There are also strong men who have no shots in the distance, but the first five cars, under the hard resistance, the soldiers Both the death and injury and the injury of Monk Tandan are inevitable.

The monk avoided it for the first time, and had already planned to abandon the person behind him, and he had to take down the nun.

It was just that he hit the nun's flying cloak, plunged into the darkness, and lost his way. Nun's hand squeezed a seal, and it was a shot towards him. If this made her successful, the infant monk would die unexplained and worthless.

Powerful monks usually also have powerful equipment. If the equipment is used well, it is possible to win or lose in one move.

The infant monk crashed into the cloak, and there was a moment of chaos that left him at a loss. This time is the time when Ninny's printing formula is formed. Once the printing formula is completed, everything is too late. When he returned to his state, he was already smashed.

The Vajra Hammer mark, Nunny's hand, turned into a Buddha gold hammer.

The Lianhua Golden Hammer gave off thousands of golden lights, and everyone felt that it was dark, and it was impossible to rescue them.

boom!

Jin Hao hit the cloak, and the cloak was torn apart, and Nun's cold target disappeared in her heart!

Ye Ting had already released the Taixu God Mirror to allow Ye Qinglian to control it. How could he let this infantile monk suffer a random calculation and died before reaching the Hou Tu Sect?

The monk was calculated by Nuni at the beginning, but she was already out of control. Unfortunately, Nuni's cloak was too targeted. It seemed to be a trap tailored for the monk.

Nuni missed her hand and swung her body to the side. The new seal on her hand did not take shape, because a sword light turned on and her finger was forcibly cut off.

The fingers disappeared, and Nun felt a terrible pain. Open your palm and pat on the ground, and the whole person bows down like a fierce beast trying to choose someone.

The six-round printing method of Vajra is a relatively common tactic in the Buddhist temple. It is powerful and powerful, and she is a master of this. This time, she did not expect that the enemy found a chance and directly destroyed a finger.

Although not tactics were completely destroyed. But if you want to repair it, it will take a lot of time.

On this battlefield, there is no hope.

Nuni's hand touched the ground, and the ground around her body waved like the sea. Her body jumped up with the help of the wave, and the broken cloak merged into her body, turning into a cassock, and suddenly there was a strong wind. Swept away to the team.

Ye Ting has nothing to perceive in the mirror of Yin and Yang, Ye Qinglian is her incarnation. Ye Qinglian's battle was like he was in person. The nun was tough and responsive, and was completely different from the monk she met before, as if she were born a warrior, not a Buddhist priest.

The Buddhist cults in the sky altar must be so powerful. Lu Yi is really dangerous.

Nun turned into a dust in the gust of wind, and suddenly covered it. After she was cut off a finger, she rushed fiercely, which was too fast. Following the thirty-six gold mines she had released before.

Her goal is five monks of the Dandan next to the five carts and twenty soldiers.

Broken my finger, I will take my life to compensate!

"I'm coming." Bai Shiyi rushed out of the car at this time, not very fast, but if Nun really killed the monk next to the cart, he could arrive at the moment he released the attack.

Any spells, tactics, and attacks will have a little loophole or weak time. If not, it is the double crushing of state and power. It can't be beaten.

And he also knew that the disappeared monk was sent away by Ye Ting's means. Ye Ting has a way to send the monk to hide, and there is a way to let the monk reappear.

After the Nun attacked, and then cooperate with his companion, the two infants, should be able to win the opponent.

boom!

Nuni's body was condensed from the state of flying sand and turned into a huge Buddha statue eighteen feet tall, smashed into the sky. Bai Shiyi felt a pain in his heart, and these monk priests were not seriously hit, but died!

Five carts and five monk princes radiated five colors on the ground. A phantom rose from the cart, but it was a spire on all sides. The golden bell hung from the eaves of the minaret, although it was only an illusion, but it made a pleasant sound of dingdong.

The Buddha image is solid and the pagoda image is illusory. This is like a mantis arm in a car. Seeing that five monk monks will die under this dharma, Ye Qinglian's figure flew over the white ceremonies and appeared in front of the Buddha statue.

Three feet of green front, not in a flash.

The eighteen-footed Buddha statue was cut off by the sword from the middle. Ye Qinglian threw away the long sword and turned back to the white armored cart.

Nun's figure fell from a height, a palm was bloody, and a wound was cut open laterally.

The wound was like fired porcelain. It was brilliant and shining and could not heal at all.

The bleeding site is on the back of the palm. I don't know how many pores are bleeding outward and I can't stop it. Terrible is that strong sword, penetrating into the body inch by inch.

She looked up and looked at Ye Qinglian's carriage from afar, and asked, "What swordsmanship is this?"

"Broken Mountain Sword Flow."

"never heard of that."

"It's just a little school, not worth mentioning."

"Small sect ..." Nuni bit her lip, she could fight again, but just persevere, even if she didn't die, the realm would have to fall, and it was more than worth it.

If the sword is not expelled, it will be quite troublesome.

Thinking of this, Nunny got up, her cassocks turned into a black cloak, and then her body disappeared into the shadows, as if never existed.

Bai Shiyi's figure stopped there, the battle was over, he didn't even have a chance to shoot.

Powerful people who watched from afar all retreated and did not come up to attack. The white master of ceremonies was very ashamed, and his eyes fell on the ground in front of him. There was a piece of clothing corner, and the golden silk thread embroidered a fine pattern, which was just part of the nun on the nun.

If I move forward, I am afraid that I will be successful.

Sweat trickled down his temples, hitting the ground. I don't know when the snow on the ground has dissolved for a long time, and then it has frozen back to the surface of the ice, and the sweat hits it, and it becomes a circle, and it freezes in an instant.

The gap between herself and Ye Qinglian was so great that she seemed to be a virtual monk who needed to look up, and she could not touch it at all.

"Ye Daoyou ..." When he found his son's fault, Baijia called Ye Qinglian gently.

"It's okay, if he can't get through it, he is not worthy of being your son or leader of the Hou Tu Zong." Ye Qinglian returned to a cold look, and the white ceremonies rushed out, purely for performance in front of him. What if I don't strike it properly?

Bai Jia didn't know what to say. He knew that he couldn't control Ye Qinglian, and he didn't want to break this cooperation. The kinship of the monk's blood is not thin, nor is he tearing his face with the other party for the sake of his son.

Because such a thing as a robbery can happen to a monk at any time. If you turn your face for this, are there any people in this world who can cooperate?

"Master of ceremonies, don't delay your trip, Zongmen waits for the supplies to arrive." White Armor's voice was low, and he let out, trying to wake up his son, and at this time, White Master of ceremonies had fallen into a robbery and was trapped in a phantom.

"He can survive an hour, and I will save him." Ye Ting's voice fell into Baijia's ears, and Baijia was relieved. Although his son's qualifications are not the best, his practice has been very hard since childhood. of. Because of the solidity of the previous foundation, all of them were placed on the polish of the realm, and his tactics were somewhat problematic.

But to deal with this kind of robbery, the white master of ceremonies can support much more time than his peers.

The convoy moved forward, and the monk who was hidden in the Taixu God Mirror was released. After he entered, he was suppressed by the Ten Gods, and he was instantly comatose. No perception existed, and he did not know the secrets in the Taixu God Mirror .

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Even if there is a virtual monk to examine his soul, he does not know where it is. Because after being released, the hiding space returns to chaos, completely breaking the previous cause and effect.

The monk was even more ashamed. He felt that he had done nothing wrong, but he almost died in the hands of the enemy, unknown.

According to normal calculations, the nun was one or two smaller realms than him, and he relied on the car array to completely withstand the other party's attack.

Ninian's Lianhua Golden Hammer was close to him across the cloak. He could not see the appearance of the Golden Hammer. He could only feel the death coming, and he could not avoid it.

The team moved forward and protected Bai Shiyi in the center. Even if Nun went back this time, the combat power would not be compromised and would not threaten the entire team. Bai Jia called the tranced monk to the car, and whispered something to the monk.

Ye Qinglian simply didn't listen, only to see that the mourning on the monk's face quickly disappeared, thinking that the white armor still had some strengths. I just don't know why he didn't persuade his son like this.

In less than an hour, Master Bai suddenly snorted, two blood rushing out of his nose, his body flicked, and forced out of the illusion.

"It's not bad, so you can persevere, no matter how bad your qualifications are, if you have the chance, the baby's environment will be perfect." Ye Qinglian praised, and Bai Jia was also happy.

His son was injured, but there were signs of a breakthrough in the realm. Without anyone's help, he survived a caring robbery. The son is not the best monk, but makes him proud.

"Depart!" Bai Jia issued an order, and Bai Shiyi returned to the car, saluted Ye Qinglian, sat down silently, and adjusted her wounds. (To be continued ...)