Dragon-Marked War God

The Buddha's Lunar Wheel, though it made him extremely passive, was not suppressed by the Lunar Wheel.

“Buddha's light! ”

Jiang Dunhui read a move, the palm of his hand printed out, Bu Guangpu struck out strong, to surprise everyone, this guy, can he still know Buddhist kung fu? This Buddhist light is not something that anyone can do. This can only be carried out by the people of the Great Thunder Monastery and the Little Thunder Monastery, but the light of the river and dust is obviously not strong enough, by the Buddha's Lunar Wheel, completely covered up the light, but at least forced Akatsuki to retreat.

“Amitabha, kill Jiangdu! This guy must be with the reincarnated living Buddha, and that guy will be able to take pictures of Buddha. ”

The silent person's eyes moved and said in silence, before he had heard of the reincarnation of the living Buddha, it was that he would do the universal photography, and was obviously stronger than the means used by Jiangdu to do it.

“What, the reincarnated demon, can't believe the Buddha's light is shining? These two must be one of them. ”

This time, the silent real person and others finally made a move, and now they just want to catch Jiangdu. Ask him exactly what his relationship is with the so-called reincarnated living Buddha.

With the joining of three silent real people, divine voice real people, and moon voice real people, Jiangdu instantly fell into passive, because at this moment, the four and a half steps of the strong in the imperial realm, together crushed, Jiangdu, even powerful, is difficult to carry on, one and a half steps of the divine emperor, Jiangdu, two and a half steps of the divine emperor, Jiangdu can also fight, but the best of the four and a half steps of the divine emperor, how can Jiangdu survive, so Jiangdu can only retreat from the battle, on the other side, he is quickly pursuing the green figure.

“Chase, you can't let this guy get away with it. ”

The silent person said.

“Amitabha Buddha, how can you avenge the snow hate for my two brothers without cutting this down? This cannot be left behind, never! ”

The real person of Akatsuki bit his teeth, hated them into the bones, the shadow of the river and dust and the green shadow disappeared successively after the idol, and when they crossed the idol, they realised that it was an incredible little world, a small world in the ancient Buddha's temple.

“Looks like this ancient Buddha's Palace is definitely not easy. It really has a lot of merit. ”

Wei Xinlong said, his face is heavy, as the strong man of the Emperor's Palace, he is most calm at this moment, because he knows that Jiangdu killed three and a half steps of the Emperor, he knows that the entire Temple of Tongxuan has been severely wounded, and the Lord of the Second Prefecture of the Grand Prefecture died in his hands.

But Wei Xuelong always stayed away, he knew that Jiangdu was not easy to provoke, he knew that this battle, Jiangdu would surely become the target of the people, there are too many enemies, this is his reward, plus his strength is only in the middle of the divine realm, so he will surely raise more hatred, Wei Xuelong just need to be that quiet outside man.

At first, even Wei Xinlong didn't believe that Jiangdust was the one who stirred up the Tongxuan shrine, and the whole Tongxuan shrine had almost completely abandoned it. If it weren't for the Lord of the capital swimming out of the cloud, with the forces around the Tongxuan shrine, it would probably completely devour it, and even the three half-step gods of the Battle Gods would be involved. For Wei Zhonglong, it was like Tianfang Night Tan, but when he saw this guy in front of him, he finally believed it.

Jiang Dun, is a monster king.

But even if he is powerful, there will always be more powerful people than him, especially in the illusion of the Great Thunder Monastery today, master as clouds, strong people, which is the fuel saving lamp? Even if he has the ability to take the heavens and the earth and create them with one enemy, three, even five, so what? The half-step emperor here, compared to the old men of the Battle Gods, is not weak, and 50 half-step gods are not talking, as long as he is still here, as long as he does not want to be lonely, then he will definitely get in big trouble.

Because his strength is too weak, too impressive, this guy must have a lot of treasures, so Weilong is going to be the final killer of the mantis trapping cicada lark after, he is now only behind the silent real person, enough, wait for them after the war to profit from it.

“The ancient Buddha who lit the lamp is the most powerful and ancient Buddha in the ancient world. In his temple, there is such an astonishing little world. This small world is one of its own. It seems that there must be a quintessence here. ”

Wei Xinlong thought that although he did not know much about the Buddhist world, the fame of the lit ancient Buddha was too loud, and as Master of the Buddha, he was the highest generation, the most powerful and the largest Buddha, in his palace, with a small world of its own, is also reason.

Everyone came from the statue of the lit ancient Buddha, and the fish went into that small world of their own.

However, at the moment when all of them entered, the statue of the lit ancient Buddha began to collapse inch by inch...

“It is incredible that the ancient Buddha can create his own little world with one flower, one leaf and one body. What realm is he in? ”

The true human face of the divine voice is so thick that it is entirely heavenly to create its own little world. At least for them, even the powerful Empire of hundreds of millions of years ago did not hear who could create its own little world, and the lights of Godfather did.

“Legend has it that those who create one side of the world are the strong ones above the heavens. They should be the ones who lit the lights of ancient Buddha. ”

The silent human envy said, "Is the ancestor of all Buddha, the master of the third generation, the honor of Buddha, able to bear with him?"

In the small world, the Buddha's light is shining, the holy light is tidal, a thousand green trees, the spring is full, mountains repeat, layers of water waves, and flowing.

The small world, though not big, is also a thousand miles away, looking at it, it is a completely Buddhist soil, some are just endless hopes. This small world, which seems to encompass the small vision of the light-burning ancient Buddha for the great thousand worlds, seems to be just a prototype to be created.

On the far top of the mountain, a young man in a grey robe, sitting on his knees, the gods darkened, his eyes closed, the breath uncertain, between the floats, seemed to be a complete absence of sight, the breath could be cut off at any moment, the life of Yellow Springs lost.

Next to the young man, a woman in blue, slightly standing, eyes filled with worry, but hidden behind her, seemed not to want to disturb the rest of the young man in the robe.

“I will never let anyone hurt you! ”