Da Bong fights more people

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Xu Qi'an didn't know how old monk Taling felt, but he could clearly feel his goosebumps raised slightly.

"Who is he?" Xu Qi'an asked loudly.

Faji Bodhisattva's cry slowly stopped, and the face protruding from the surface of the tree trunk became dull again, and a raving voice came:

"help me, help me"

The voice of the old monk in Taling came from the tower, full of sadness and loneliness:

"The time is up, I can only do this. Please take out his soul and send it to the tower for warming."

While speaking, the door of the Linglong Tower opened, and a stream of light was thrown out, turning into a broken bronze mirror in Xu Qi'an's palm.

Xiongzhuo held the mirror of the sky and took a picture of Faji Bodhisattva.

The face "sculpted" on the trunk was pulled out little by little. During this process, Xu Qi'an instinctively diffused his thinking and used his brain.

"The Buddha is a god. This is the same as the previous information. There are so many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism. Why did the Buddha eat Faji Bodhisattva? He is not a Buddha. Is it because Faji Bodhisattva discovered this secret, or is there another reason?

"The super product in Alando is not the Buddha, who could it be? Oops, the gods have entered the town of demons."

Alando, the main peak.

Jialuoshu Bodhisattva awakened his consciousness from trance, opened his eyes, and the first movement was to pinch the immovable king seal, and then he scanned his surroundings with peace of mind.

In the eyes of this Bodhisattva, everything in Alando at this moment is full of Buddha nature. Even a tree, a stone, and an inch of soil all possess profound Buddha nature and emit a faint Buddha light.

This is caused by the reincarnation of the great sun, and the place where the Buddha's light shines everywhere is the Buddha's country.

When he woke up, Asuro, who was close at hand, also woke up. Without saying a word, the traitor jumped and quickly opened the distance.

Jia Luoshu didn't pursue him, and kept his stance. He didn't see where Xu Qi'an was, and he didn't know if Shenshu was watching him.

"God is gone!"

At this time, he heard Liuli's voice, which was pleasant and ethereal, but devoid of emotion.

Jia Luoshu then withdrew Fudo Mingwang Dharma Aspect, with a stern and majestic face, stood up and slowly scanned behind him.

In the line of sight, there is a scorched human figure, maintaining a forward posture, judging from the Zhenguo sword held in the Jiao corpse's hand, it is Xu Qi'an who is right.

No life breath, dead?Jia Luoshu retracted his gaze, and noticed that Liuli and Guangxian's eyes were not on Xu Qi'an, but staring at a certain place, which was a row of huge footprints, black and oily, one could imagine that the master was enduring the painful roast and moving forward .

The footprints disappeared in the depths of Alando.

Shenshu went to Zhenmojian to find his head.

Jia Luoshu's heart moved, and he didn't miss this opportunity. The muscles in his legs swelled, bursting out with strong power, and ejected towards Xu Qi'an.

The colored glaze Bodhisattva took advantage of the situation to expand the colorless colored glaze domain, and the black and white domain spread like water against the ground. Wherever it passed, everything faded and turned into black and white.

Kaka!

A metal turntable rises above Guangxian Bodhisattva's head, the Sanskrit representing the character "human" lights up, and the character "" at the center of the turntable faces Xu Qi'an.

Regardless of the escaped Chaofan, they must first work together to eliminate the most threatening first-rank martial artist, and then go to Zhenmojian to deal with Shenshu.

Zhenmojian.

The headless Shenshu dispersed his dharma form, came to the bottom of the abyss, and stood at the entrance of the cave.

The surface of Shenshu's body was scorched black, and a thin layer of ice gradually condensed on it.

The temperature of Zhenmojian is extremely low. If a mortal is in it, if he takes a breath, his lungs will be frostbitten.

It is terribly quiet here, there is not a single monk, it seems like an extremely cold hell.

Shenshu didn't hesitate, and stepped into the cave.

He walked firmly, neither fast nor slow, and after a while, he heard the darkness protruding out, and there was a long breathing sound.

A gust of cold wind blows towards the face, like the breath of a giant dragon.

Shenshu raised his finger and ignited the gas engine, and the flames sprang up, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the surroundings.

He saw the scene around him, and it was a horrifying picture.

The stone walls of the cave are tender red flesh, covered with blood vessels, which are undulating rhythmically, just like the beating of a heart.

Right in front of Shenshu, on that "Flesh and Flesh Stone Wall", there is a head inlaid.

This is a typical appearance of the Shura tribe, with a square face, a high nose, lips that are neither thick nor thin, and raised browbones without eyebrows. They look extremely heroic.

Presumably, he is also a rare handsome man among the Shura clan.

The breathing sound was made by this head. The head dived into the flesh and grew in the flesh. To be precise, the breathing sound was made by this huge "monster".

"You came!"

The head opened its eyes, looking at Shenshu indifferently.

"You shouldn't have come!"

The head spoke again, with a low voice mixed with sighs.

The two voices before and after, with obvious emotional fluctuations, do not seem to come from the same person.

The voice behind the opening continued:

"He has been waiting for this day for 500 years."

Then, the head said indifferently:

"Ready to return to my body?"

Then he sneered and said:

"Return? It's eternal suppression. After 500 years, you have accumulated enough power."

The previous voice said indifferently: