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

Another bleeding palm, from below.

The feet of the heart of Yan Chi, who is entangled.

In the eyes of the eyes, all the ghosts!

Determine, how is the number?

"Master, what should I do, it doesn't seem to stay here."

Yan Biansia hit the sword, crazy, cutting the ghosts stretched around.

But this arm is, the more you look.

Let him not get tired.

......

Compared to Yan Biansia's never.

Unintentional expressions are always indifferent.

At this time, we will be wrapped around your limbs.

Wrap your body.

Cover your neck.

Even with the same trend, you will flood him ...

He opened its eyes.

Everything is all horrible.

I have no heart to see, there is no resistance.

The corner of the mouth reveals the monster smile.

"Sure enough, the city of death, such a fine magic ... it is not easy to use, it is really wasteful."

Unattractive.

Say this.

I didn't have to use a killing magic Buddha statue, and everything is everything.

Zhang mouth sucks.

Rolling the magic, there is an instant, it is all being swallowed in the body.

"Master, you are!?"

Next to Yan Chi, look at it, naturally shocked.

No heart is ignored.

Instead, it is another weird proof.

This is the idol of the gods!

It is a mysterious prinque to turn around the Numeri Buddha Men's Code when it is close to the Royal Temple.

According to legend, in the distant desert, there was a legendary legend. Where is the gods as a belief, we will weigh the gods, believe in the imagination, and we can build everything in hell.

According to legend, this print is made.

Printients can get God's greatness.

When shot, condense the imaginations.

The suppression of hell is boundless, the invincible, not good!

Only the conditions of this print study are really harsh.

It is necessary to be boundless.

It also requires powerful pathology and understanding.

So even if it is unintentional, there is no repaired.

This thought it was not deadly.

I didn't expect it.

Today, he was actually a dead city and saw cultivation opportunities.

So thinking, no heart, there are some somewhat.

At this moment, the endless magic will be inhaled by him, all refinered.

After him, the waves swayed.

The new law begins to gradually evolve.

A god, slow appearance!

The idiots are in the faceless purge, the top is there is no fairyland!

Wildness!

Violent!

!

Magic!

Various contradictions and powerful breath gather on the law behind him.

One, power is completely unfair in the law of killing the magic Buddha statues, and preliminarily condensed behind him.

"This is no intention, and the ambiguity of good terror."

"It can be used to break through the opponent's strength when he is against the enemy.!"

Yan Chi-haired looked at this scene, the expression is complicated, both envy, more shocking.

Compared to him complicated.

The monk of Montenegro, the expression is full of hate.

"The dead baldness, I just want to follow the magic of the dead city, cultivate Buddha's print?"

"No, you can't let this guy success"

He smashed.

At this time, there are countless gravers of crushed.

Under the control of the magic, these grabs are actually condensed in the air, and they came out towards no heart.

"Not good, this guy is going to destroy!"

Yan Biai looked at the look.

It is like blocking.

But this hasn't moved.

He is actually an instant to rise four stone walls.

Put him directly.

Yan Bixia waved the sword, although at this moment, it is easy to break the stone wall.

But in the eyes, the breaking spear, is already approaching, three feet.

Almost at the same time that the spear will fall.

I have no heart, I'm behind the imagination, and suddenly a long hacking.

At this time, the right foot is stepped on, stepped out in front.

In an instant, the whole city, it is actually trembled.

Countless ghosts, knocking.

The destruction of the destruction of the gods, but also to be directly captured by God's imaginary shadow!

Strong! Strong! Strong!

At this moment, I'm like a shadow.

No fancy.

Simple to the extreme.

But this is a simple.

Let the idol at this moment have caused a bigger shock and impact.

......

Nie Xiaoqian was directly depending on.

Looking at the gods.

There is no heart between the gods of the gods.

I only feel that the other party is like the gods, and it is extraordinary.