Respect

The game of great spirit is mind and soul.

This method is more mysterious and more direct than the so-called fairy magical powers.

Fairy magic is hurting the physical body infant, but the great mental injury is the mind and soul.

When empty.

The figure of Mandavan slowly landed, her great spirit like a glacier tsunami swept madly, and was imposing and fierce.

She walked slowly, and every step out, the great spirit will become even worse. The glaciers are bursting wildly, and the sky is full, just like the end of the Ice Age. When roaring, the power is like an overwhelming attack Come.

It's terrible.

Fuji monks can't imagine how strong a person's great spirit can be to contain such crazy power.

do not know.

Although he was a reincarnation, he was a fairy before reincarnation, and he was still a sin fairy, and he also had his own great spirit, but he only possessed it, and there was nothing powerful about it.

There is no way to cultivate in this stuff. It is completely conceived. Everyone's mood is different, and the great spirit of contemplation is also different.

Feeling the great spirit of Mandala, the monk Fuji is sure that this witch's heart is like a glacier, and it is even more murderous.

Rumbling

Mandala continued to walk forward, and the Great Spirit Glacier Tsunami became more and more crazy. On the opposite side, the man in white, the ancient breeze stood still, but stood with his hands behind him, and the purple flame behind him was burning wildly, violently and overbearing, Cold and silent, when burning, it is like the might of burning the sky, burning the great spirit of the Mandala.

The great spirits of the two sides are confronting each other, with one weight higher than the other and one weight stronger than the other.

It felt like the two worlds were colliding.

It was horrible.

Fuji monk sitting on the ground with his hands folded on his knees, chanting scriptures, guarding his body with golden Buddha statues, intertwined between the two great spirits. At this moment, he was so scared and afraid. When he was shrouded in spirit, he felt a sense of death, just like a candle in a storm, which would go out at any time.

However, when shrouded in the spirit of Gu Qingfeng, he felt a sense of despair, like falling into endless darkness, with nothing, only his own lonely spirit, that feeling was too terrible!

What the **** are these two people?

This is too scary!

Rumbling!

The golden Buddha statue guarding the Fuji monk shuddered a little, and the muscles in the corners of his mouth could not help twitching, because he noticed the breath of judgment in the spirit of both men.

Only the sinners who have been tried will have the breath of trial, and the big spirit will leave the marks of trial.

Fuji monk has been tried before, so he is very sensitive to the breath of trial.

He resisted the fear in his heart, and carefully felt the past, and found that there are enough thirty-six trial judgments in the great spirit of Mandavan, and they are all heaven trials.

Mother!

What the **** did this witch do, and how was God tried so many times.

The monk Fuji was a sin fairy before and was tried once by Xiandao, knowing how terrible the trial is. This is just the trial of Xiandao. The trial of heaven is even more horrible. Those old demons in heaven are tried once by heaven. The second way can't resist the third way, because the heavenly judgment will go on endlessly until you die completely.

Now the witch's great spiritual world has thirty-six trial judgments in it, which can withstand the thirty-six trials of heaven, and has not died yet. This is really ... horrible.

The monk Fuji knew that he was sealed here by the Buddhist Taoism with gossip Weiyang and suppressed with a small Prajna. This witch must not be simple, but he did not expect to be the master who carried the trial of the thirty-six heavens.

This existence is completely beyond his understanding.

After exploring the great spirit of Mandala, the monk Fuji went to explore the great spirit of ancient Qingfeng. He knew that the ancient spirit of ancient Qingfeng was also mixed with the breath of judgment, and there seemed to be a lot of it. Instant crash!

Because in the great spiritual world of the ancient Qingfeng, he traced traces of trials, dense and dense, countless, that is really countless. There are immortal trials, magic trials, heavenly trials, various trials. The traces are intertwined, everywhere.

My dear mother, my dear mother!

What kind of person is he? What did you do? Why is it the immortal trial, the magic Tao trial, the heaven trial, the Buddha Tao trial, and other messy trials ...

God! O earth!

You are the wife of a master who has teased the fairy road!

Still the lover of the Lord of Indecent Assault!

Are you the ancestral grave of the Lord of Heaven?

Still seduced the Bodhisattva in front of the Lord of Buddhism!

This **** mother is too scary!

Why so many trials!

How many road rules have been violated! How much sin is this!

What three lives, three deaths and three deaths do you observe?

Is that still useful?

As a sinner of yours, he said that observing three lives and three deaths, even if you obey the original sin, life and death are useless!

Mother!

How did you survive being judged by so many avenues? How could they keep you alive!

You are simply the source of sin. Even if his mother's original sin meets your old man, you must bow down and call out the ancestor of sin!

Slam!

Fuji monk fell to the ground and passed out.

The intimidation was frightened, and he was really unable to carry such a horror.

Mo said it was him.

At the moment, the incomparable and mad face of the white-haired witch Mandala Fan had complicated expressions on her face. There were shocks, horrors, fears, and doubts, and she said, "What kind of person are you? How can you carry so much?" Trial? "

Gu Qingfeng didn't bother, but looked at the Mandala with a serious look. For some reason, the woman in front of him had a very special feeling, which was the kind of acquaintance he had known, and even more strangely, his dusty soul was inexplicable. Something agitated.

"Why do you make me feel like I have known each other?"

The person who asked this sentence was not Gu Qingfeng ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but the mandala.

"you also have?"

Gu Qingfeng raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who are you?"

"We know each other?"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head, he was convinced that he didn't know the woman in front of him, and tried to ask, "Cause and effect do you know geometry?"

"Cause and effect?"

The Mandala Brahma murmured. Suddenly, her look changed, her big spirit collapsed instantly, her chest was covered, she looked at Gu Qingfeng with a horrified look, and she said in a deep voice: "What is my soul ... what are you exactly? Man? Why can I touch my soul! "

"I also want to ask you about this, it seems my soul has been touched by you ..."

"You ..." What Mandavan wanted to say, her mind suddenly became very confused, and she jumped up and disappeared instantly.

"You wait, I will come to you!"