Thunder Martial

“Isn't that surprising? ”

“Isn't that a big surprise? I'm back? ”

With no worries around the monk's neck, he walked back in and looked at several people on the field, especially Purple.

Purple sighed, "You shouldn't have come back. Why not just leave life? Why did you have to die? ”

“Whoa! Alive? Today I want not only to live, but also to carry out my devil's longevity plan. As for dying, are you talking about this idiot, waiting for me to catch him? ”

With no worries, he strangled the monk's neck. The monk's face had a painful color. He looked at Purple and said: “I've had extraordinary eyesight since I was a child, and I can see things that many ordinary people can't see, so you don't have to deny what I said, I can see that he is important to you. Now, on my command, if you want him alive, kill this nine stars. ”

Purple's expression is a little weird, "Are you serious? ”

"'Now's the time,' said Angry. 'Do you think I'll joke with you again? If you don't do what I say, he dies. ”

“Are you sure?” Zixuan looks at each other.

Once again, the monk's neck has sent a clicking sound, seemingly about to break, and the monk shouted painfully.

No worries, very satisfied, proud to look at Purple, “How do you choose, you'll do it? ”

Holy Ming hands together, “Amitabha Buddha! Host...”

Don't worry about interrupting each other's words, "There's no part of you here, shut up! ”

Holy Ming no longer speaks.

Qingyi took two steps backwards, demonstrating by practical action that she was not involved in such matters.

Saint De Monk is like a storyteller and watches here in silence because he has no audience for the time being, so he doesn't go on.

Everyone looked at Purple and waited for his reply.

Zijuan looked at the monk and said, "I want to say thank you for your sacrifice for the Buddha. Would you like to? ”

The monk stared widly, “Why, listening to you, trying to kill me? ”

"Sacrifice is inevitable," said Purple indifferently. "Which of us will not sacrifice? Which one of us...”

Listening to the conversation between the two, the worry-free mind suddenly had a bad feeling.

It was then that Purple moved, and the spear in his hand carried a power front stab.

Instead of going worry-free, he stabbed the monk.

At close range, the monks were not in any hurry to escape and were directly penetrated by spears.

Pu!

The spear penetrated the monk's body completely.

The monk stared widly and looked incredibly at Purple, seemed incredible, and Purple did so.

I haven't finished saying a word yet.

Zixuan stood in front of the monk, the other end of the spear almost attached to the monk's body, "all said, you shouldn't have come back. ”

Purple loosened the spear and slapped it forward with his hand. The spear penetrated the monk's chest completely.

Standing behind the monk, his body retreated a few steps and his hands grabbed the spear, his eyes staring dead at the purple.

At that moment, the spear penetrated not only the monk's body, but his body as well.

He's got a good eye for people. He knows this guy right in front of him. He cares a lot about the bald guy, but how can it be like this?

Amitabha Buddha! ”

Saint Minh and Saint De chant the Buddha simultaneously.

The monk fell to the ground, “You're too harsh, aren't you? And this is how it works? I have a peaceful solution to this matter. ”

"Isn't this faster and more effective? And besides the skin trauma, you didn't lose anything, did you? I saved you all the cards. Why don't you thank me? ”

“I thank you for dying, you are just jealous, jealous of your Buddha's handsome, jealous of Buddha's infinity...”

The monk praised himself and started healing, after all, the wound was bleeding inappropriately.

Purple power is well controlled, and the monk is indeed traumatized.

As for worry-free, this time he's really dead.

Zixuan walked to the worry-free side and pulled out the spear and put it away.

He returned to his former place and looked at the old monk, indicating that he continued his earlier story.

Actually, the story is almost over.

Saint De Monks passed all sorts of tests and gained the trust of the Demon Nation, so they brought each other into the true secret and shared the secrets of the Demon Nation.

Using the Buddhist method in his possession, Saint De built a Sherri Buddhist array here. To help the Demon race open a path to both worlds, it is only a high quality sherri away from the road.

Who knows that the last sherry didn't get, Ziqian came first, and came one pot at a time.

The Saint De Monk held his hands together and told all the stories.

Holy Ming stood there and did not know what to say.

Qing Yi was touched, and she didn't know how to distinguish right from wrong in this matter.

"It's a wonderful story," said Purple. "You can come with us. ”

Sacred asked, "Did the benefactor not just kill me? ”

“This is your Buddha's business," Zizhen said. "It's up to the Buddha to arrange it. I have no right to interfere. ”

And, of course, I don't want to interfere.

“The benefactor is good! ”

The fire suddenly ignited on the body of Saint De, which was supposed to be a pure Buddha fire, but at this moment there was a black magic.

He didn't suppress the demon.

“Uncle, what do you mean? ”

Said Santa Ming anxiously, "We'll talk about it when we get back. ”

“I can't go back. It's nice to be alone here. And when I am alone, you destroy all that is in this land, and bring back these sherries, and they are not polluted. ”

Holy German hands together ten, chant the Buddha, the bear's Buddha Demon fire, completely submerged him.

Qing Yi was deeply touched, she could feel each other's strength, seemed to be only half a step away from the Holy Lord.

Once you overcome the demon of the heart, you may be able to take that half step and become holy.

Unfortunately, he made another choice.

“The crime of poor monks is inexcusable, and the best result is now. ”

The fire of the Buddha has completely devoured the sanctuary, and his voice comes out of the flames.

Purple stood there, hands together ten, and offered a gift to the old monk.

At this moment, his heart admires the old monk, and he respects the choice of the old monk.

The Holy Mind and Good and Evil Monk sat down and began to recite the Holy Book.

The divine atmosphere surrounded the area, even the corpses flowed in formation of Buddhist light.

Zijuan and Qingyi retreated out. I didn't think of a game, but it turned out to be like this.

“In fact, he would not have to choose this path, as long as he was committed to good in the future. ”

Qingyi said: "This way the Buddha may have more than one holy prince. ”

Purple shook his head and said: “When he returns, he will continue to blame himself. The end result will be either devoured by the demon or depressed, and the chances of promotion are unlikely. ”

“Why?”

Qing Yi asked inexplicably: "Are those monks sure he didn't kill them? ”

“He didn't kill him, but he did! ”

Each of those sherries represents a Buddhist Holy Spirit.

Having said that, Purple also regretted that he had previously indicated that he was taking the old monk home. Why not try to give him a chance?

Unfortunately, the old monk refused.

He respects each other's choices.

An hour later, the monk and Holy Ming came out.

In the hands of the Holy Spirit, there was an extra sherry, which emitted a magical light.

It's the Demon Bone Sherry.