Devouring The Heavens

Xuanyuan looked in front of him. It was a cage, not big. It was about five feet long. The golden buddha was carved with a statue of "Jiangmo King Kong". At this moment, a man, wearing a monk robe, was being imprisoned. In it, his limbs were bound by golden chains and fixed in four directions. These chains were inscribed with the demon inscription, and there were great shackles for those who entered the demon. At this moment, the light was flowing.

Not only that, on his body, his shoulders, ribs, legs, and palms were all penetrated by a devil's pestle, which suppressed all corners of his body. These devil's pestles were at least high-grade Taoist devices. The realm, and the forgotten'Jianmo King Kong' blessed with great ideas.

Rao is so, still full of magical energy in him. It seems to feel that someone is coming. The man raised his head, his eyes were full of dark fierce anger, he was grimaceed and roared wildly: " I’m going to kill you stinky donkeys and die for me..."

Boom, his voice contains extremely terrifying power. Every time the body moves, it pulls the golden chain fiercely, and even the demonic pestle that penetrates his body is shining with treasure. Suppressing him, the attack he carried out was resisted by those golden Buddha pillars, which could not affect anyone outside.

Hui Wu's expression was dignified and complicated. Looking at the scene in front of him, he sighed: "Huineng's deity's flesh has been destroyed, and now his three souls and seven souls are directly into the golden body of the'Vajra King' , As he became deeper and deeper into the devil, his strength became more terrible. After all, it was the existence of a holy monk. The ancient sages are too far away from us now. If we join hands, we are in the same way. In the hole, he could hardly suppress him."

Xuanyuan frowned, he stepped forward, Ba Ji instinctively pulled him, whispered: "Don't approach him, it's dangerous, it's fatal to you."

"Relax, my current strength, you can’t imagine it, I’ll be okay, and one day it will be pressed on you. At that time, with real strength, let you be obedient, don’t stare at me, I’m not afraid of others I know, in that breath, I will get it back sooner or later, and I will have your bitterness to eat after staring." Xuanyuan laughed very evilly, and the old monk listened to the nose and the nose, and looked at the sky like that* The word Buddhism contains the supreme way of repression.

Ba Ji was so angry and shy that she said it in private. Nowadays, so many people are still speechless in front of their monks. She looks at Xuanyuan ferociously, but there is a warm heart in her heart. The appearance of Yan Ziyun is really. Has drawn a lot of distance between him and Xuanyuan. One sentence made Xuanyuan less alert to himself, a little more sincere and casual, and the same is true when he thinks about it. Xuanyuan has experienced so many sufferings and various chases. Kill, he suddenly appeared and said he liked him, how could he easily believe it.

"Xuanyuan you are a turtle king bastard, wait out here and see how I treat you." Of course, this Baji can only say in his heart.

Yan Ziyun smiled slightly and said slowly: "Xuanyuan, be careful."