Ten years of Buddhist practice, one thought becomes enchanted: the beginning of refining Leifeng Pa

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"Is this a dead city?"

"Sure enough is the city of ghosts."

Tell the gate of the city.

Yan Chixia will come here.

Looking at this portal, there is no one in the city.

Frowning is frown.

Nie Xiaoqian's soul, slipped out from Leifeng Tower.

At this time, I looked at the ghost town of the magic in the front, I couldn't help but open it, and persuaded it.

"Master, it is better to be, this is a dead city, the ghosts are numerous, and our trade is broken, it will really be fierce. If I want to say, I will leave quickly."

Nie Xiaoqian has been in the woods.

It is quite a lot about the old demon.

Because of this, it is actually fear in the eyes.

At this time, I came to the gate of death.

Talking, there are more trembling.

Yan Chixia turned his head and I thought about appease.

The words just arrived.

Before, it was still a cold snoring.

"go?"

"I am dead, I will no longer be told by yourself.

I want to go now ... late! "

The sound is like a thunder, and in the ear of everyone.

As this is the same time.

A hobbhot is like a rolling.

Everyone heard the news, looked up again, looking forward.

I have no streets that have no one person, I don't know when, it is full of covered people!

At this moment, the first, it is a three-headed ghost of the Xuanhuarka ax.

This ghost will be born three-headed and suffocate.

The eyes of the helmet, cold and ruthless.

With Lingxiao's killing. .

Chapter 21

19. People who are poor to kill ... You can't help [seek flowers, ask for collection!

"go?"

"Since it is here, since it is coming, I haven't planned to go."

"Heaven and Earth are unpolated, Qiankun Library!"

"Give me!"

I haven't respond yet, next to Yan Chixia is already cold.

At this time, the hands were kneaded.

Raising your hand is a sword light front.

But now, this sword is just now.

Since the strange scene, appeared.

It looks like a horrible sword stroke, and it is ill.

Haven't encountered each other yet.

In half air, it dissatted half.

Finally, the three ghosts that were opposite, a very relaxed waving, giving it down.

"Well, what is going on here? My sword move, when it is so weak." Yan Bixia was a glimpse.

I thought about it, I couldn't help but low.

"Damn, this is a secret pressure."

When he whispered, the opposite three ghosts will also be clear.

"Is it finally reacted?"

"The city of death, don't enter your life, do you think this is a joke?"

"In this, whether you are a god channel surgery, or a subtle Dharma will be suppressed."

"It's good, here ... is the real magic world!

Bull, you come here, it is a dead road. "

The evil spirits are bruising.

They are all kinds of unhappy gestures.

Talk while talking.

The chaos have begun.

No almost yin gangli, rushing to fly towards Yan Cabswinkia.

Seeing this situation, it is a little white for a while.

At this time, it was mentioned that the eyes were mentioned.

But now, I haven't waited for her to open, and then say something.

In the field, there was no heart that was surrounded by the endless ym of the ghosts, and it was loud, suddenly laughed.

"Devil's world? In front of this seat, you ... also tuned as the devil?"

I have fallen, I'm behind the word Buddha, and the rotation is rotated.

The original golden light is all disappeared.

Magic, instantly poured.

The black lotus is blooming behind.

The killing magic Buddha is like a vain, and finally appears again!

"Is this a Buddha?"

Looking at this Buddha image, the horror of horror.

The following is a biller, the expression is a time, and it is also solidified.

In the expressions, there are a little slightly suspicious.

However, I haven't read it at this time, but there is no meaning that I want to explain.

At this time, there is a black ring again, and the endless killing trip!

"Thundermatic fire, kill!"

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"Night fork ghost, kill!"

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The knife started, a knife waved, and there were hundreds of people around the soldiers.

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"Devil", kill! "

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"Hell ghost, kill!"

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I have no heart to knead, I'm shooting, nearly thousands of soldiers, directly crushed.

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Shouting and killing each other.