Legend of the Great Saint

The columns broke and slowly fell to the ground. The house collapsed and the glass tiles poured like rain.

The sun poured in, reflecting the brilliance of colour.

Surprised expression solidified on everyone's face, which is more powerful than you can imagine!

“Brother! Abbot!” Not angry monks shouted at the other two old monks.

“Master, don't worry, our Abbot's head is still hard. ”

Li Qingshan laughed, the fearless monk has been bothering him all kinds, but he is good for Xiao 'an. He did not kill him, otherwise even if he is a fierce demon king, he will punch him in the head, only the end of the head will come.

“You traitor, you will not be spared today! ”

Without anger, the monk was enraged, full of demonic powers without a township, integrated into his fat body, a fat muscle suddenly turned into a knot, red as fire, as if it were a "demon fighting body”, yet the word “demon fighting" was written on the back of the battle flag.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly. With the word "traitor”, he did not injustice his hand.

Boom! Boom!

The columns fell on the ground, and Daxiong Baobao trembled violently. The broken glass tile sounded like a piece of smoke.

The myriad of Luohan heavenly women and the patron saint of the mural painting will be embraced. At first glance, Li Qingshan will be submerged. A river of blood will whistle. The river water is red and sticky. Among them, countless skeletons, moaning and moaning, stretching out pale arms, and some powerful demons, Zhang Teeth Dance Claws, choosing people to phage.

“Xuan Yue?” The Phantom Princess looked at him with surprise, and saw Xiao An holding a white bone and a blood hammer, dancing gently, seemed to be more than the treasure of the town of Xuanyin.

It is the White Bone to Treasure - the Blood Seahammer.

Blood sea flickering, full of deep filth, everywhere, the golden Buddha light also darkens. Neither the Lohan Heavenly Girl nor the Patron God will be swallowed up as soon as they fall into it, flooding the Buddhist kingdom on this earth.

But there are only eight strangely shaped murals left to leap into the bloody sea.

At first glance, they all have a few figures, but if you look closely, they are not human, either Jun-soo unusual, or snake-headed, or ugly, or possessed of four arms, all of which have the power of three days of robbery.

One of the ugly mural portraits, Li Qingshan glanced at Ashuro.

It can't be seen on weekdays. In the colorful mural, Luohan Tianjin is all the companions, only eight are the true protagonists.

And this is the legendary "Eight Dragons of Heaven", the heavens, the dragons, the night fork, the dry mother-in-law, the Ashuro, the Garuda, the Tinaro, the Mohuroja, the eight mysteries resembling man, not man, all have an affair with the Buddha. When the Buddha speaks, he often participates in listening.

Heavenly people and dragon people are the most important, hence called the eight parts of Heavenly Dragon. They have an extremely important position in the Buddha Gate, and the name of the Heavenly Dragon Zen Court is the origin, while Hearing is the sound of dragon chanting, which actually contains the sound of Heavenly Man chanting.

Chang Li Qingshan laughed: “You call me a demon. These eight guys are not human beings. They are also served in this Daxiong treasure palace. Tianlong Zen sings to imitate the sound of demons. Why are they so thick to each other? ”

“Outrageous!” “Bold!” The two old monks drank.

“Traitors, all eight people admire the Buddha's Law. Is it not within your power to associate oneself with the Buddha and receive our service?” Don't be angry, monk.

“Master, I have an affair with Buddha too! The fearless Abbot also said that I am deeply Buddhist. If I listen to the Zen Mind Method, even the Zen Mind has a little bit? ”

“Don't be angry, don't talk to him, kill the demons and guard the Sect! ”

“Reasonable, like Buddha, smart fist stamp! ”

One monk king's two fists came out, his hands made diamond boxing, the ten fingers colluded with each other, striving to blow Li Qingshan's vest away.

This is the hand mark of the Great Day of the Vajra Realm, breaking the obstacle with great wisdom, making the enemy invincible, and then destroying the enemy with Vajra vigorously, is the most advanced means in Tianlong Zen Yard.

“Damohui Sword! ”

Another monk raised a five-foot sword in both hands, his body was small and thin, as if the child had an adult blade, which appeared extremely uncoordinated, but his expression was naive and full of sincere heart. He prayed deeply forward, and the sword was cut off against Li Qingshan's head.

One hand is the final version of "The Sword of Damo", boy worship Buddha!

If it's not true Buddha, it's death!

Meanwhile, eight Tianlong, together.

“Heaven” is a peaceful state, free of dirt, high and high, like a god, low in recitation.

The "dragon” flies through the sky, spreading its teeth and dancing claws, making a bright dragon howl that sounds like a cloud.

Li Qingshan heard these two sounds, as if entering the mind from the left ear and the right ear respectively, another blast, the two sounds coincided, is the supreme cult Tianlong Zen singing in Tianlong Zen Court, unlike the Tianlong Zen singing by the high priests, more brutal and primitive, less subtle Zen, but more divine destructive power, making his divine soul to be shaken.

“Dry Dabba" posture, masculine, covered only with white veil, wrapped around a layer of unpredictable colored smoke, releasing intense aromas, dizzying but unbearable to smell, such as obsessive dreams.

“Ashuro" is the most courageous and fierce, with a roar of war in his mouth, and a hand-held soldier, Goh, comes up with a tremendous will of war, few different from the true king Ashuro, even more pure.

“Night Fork” face is no longer vicious under Ashuro, blue-faced fangs, frontal angles, but the movement is light and silent, open a pair of wings, rapidly attack.

The unicorn of “Tinaro” head, light singing man dance, as if not in the battle, but to attend a grand banquet, the pace is uncertain, difficult to grasp, seemingly slow but came to Li Qingshan in front of him, with the action of dance to strangle his throat.

“Garuda" emitted a long wave of grief, spread its wings, covered the day, appeared various solemn treasures, the sharp beak towards the back of Li Qingshan's brain, quick and difficult to react.

“Mohuroka", which was the head of the snake, suddenly turned into a black python, opened its mouth, with endless darkness and darkness, swallowed Li Qingshan.

Although the eight Dragons of the Day are only murals, the painters have obviously gained the essence of eight of life, each of which is divine, collaborative, and tacitly compatible, enough to reach ten archbishops together, and in this Great Foshan, the Sanskrit Clean World Front is several times more powerful.

If there are people who don't know how to break into Tianlong Zen Court, they don't need monks in the temple to do it at all. This huge wall painting alone can make them drink and hate it, and who can draw such a wall painting, what means?

What an immortal!

This scenario, apart from the absence of poverty, is even more dangerous than in the “Twelve Capital Demon Front” in Nanjiang.