Thunder Martial

The middle-aged man stood there, petrified, motionless.

He's stupid.

Totally stupid!

The significance of bone grinding in the Buddhist community is great, almost a shame of the Buddhist community, so each one is kept under strict guard.

To get a bone grinding sherry from the Buddha, it is no doubt better than to go to heaven.

And it's a miracle to want to get nine at a time, more like a mortal climbing the Nine Heavens.

It took countless loads of effort to cultivate countless probes, and this is only generation after generation, accumulating nine.

Even now, the Buddhist people still just feel that they have lost a sharpened bone.

Actually, the real number is nine, and the other eight are not in the record.

Obtaining the Magic Bone Sherry is the first step, the second step is to set up the formation method, all the materials consumed are precious materials from the demonic race.

If not, how can we open the gates of the Demon Clan?

This, in turn, takes countless loads of time.

Now that we have the array, we need to find out when we can.

At the moment, for example, it seems that everything here is calm and calm. In fact, the Buddhist holy pride has come to the outside world, but it is only stopped by an invisible force.

But countless painstaking efforts and countless sacrificial causes were destroyed by the guy in front of them.

He's only an eight-star. No, he was only a seven-star before. How could he destroy a plan that even the Holy Pride could not destroy?

Middle-aged people can't figure it out or understand it.

But that doesn't make sense anymore.

After years of failed planning, all counts were lost, and he could not go back alive.

Even if Zijuan let him go, he didn't have the guts to go back.

Death is the best place to go.

Why, why is that?

The middle-aged man regained his mind and looked at the unwillingness to ask, coming forward after destroying the law of formation.

Because this is the Holy Spirit world, not the Demon Race world!

Zijuan came towards the middle-aged, and this is no place for the Demon Clan. God willing!

Zijuan did not give the middle-aged a chance to ask more questions, pointing forward a little bit.

Seven stars of purple, all named invincible, not to mention the eight stars at hand?

The middle-aged man's body, just taking a step back, stopped there in shape, at his eyebrows, with an extra fingerprint.

You…

The middle-aged man did not know what to say, but when he could only say one word, his body fell down.

Purple waves her sleeves and a light rolls up her body.

Now that this is happening, it is time to go after the fall, the two families have to go and see which forces are not known to live and die, dare to plan so.

Zijuan looked back at Qingyi and flew this way. Are you all right?

Qingyi shook his head. Rest assured, my best skill is soul strength. Severe injuries can be recovered within a short time as long as soul strength exists.

Zijuan wanted to say don't be so impulsive next time, but he didn't say anything, just to say thank you.

I accidentally fell asleep earlier, thank God you woke me up.

Suddenly, Purple's expression changed and immediately pulled Qingyi away.

The purple tree appeared outside of the hundred, and there was an extra blood hole in his shoulder.

How powerful the purple flesh can be, it can be pierced.

Ignoring the wound at hand, Purple looked up at the void and a man appeared there.

A man whose face cannot be seen clearly.

He stood there, as if it were all in one with the void.

It was quite responsive and lucky.

The man smiled lightly, hoping you'd have such good luck next time.

Saint Venerable?

Purple's expression changed dramatically, shocking.

If it doesn't hit, the other side retreats in shape and intends to leave.

Amitabha Buddha, since the host is here, don't go.

A Buddha sounded, and then a pure power of holy pride descended from the sky, which, compared to the previously hidden breath, was nothing less than powerful.

Without the arrival of man, pure Buddhism has come to this world, and instantly it is everywhere.

A world of nothingness, immediately transformed into a world of Buddha light.

That existential retreat was completely blocked by Buddha.

snorted!

Just listening to the man snorted coldly, he had an extra weapon in his hand. He pushed his weapon, and the whole man ran away like a ray of light, breaking Buddha's power.

Boom!

Though he broke his way, he did not escape easily, coughing up blood and weakening his breath much.

In this case, Zixuan is able to perceive carefully that the other party is not a true holy prince.

A true Buddhist sanctity descends into the world.

He watched the man flee for a long time.

Seen Saint John.

Ziqing and Qingyi came forward to salute the Buddhist holy privilege.

The Buddhist Holy Spirit turned back and held his hands together: ashamed, ashamed, the old man was blocked by an extremely powerful force, almost harming the giver.

Purple took out the nine sherry hands that had lost their temper and handed them to the Holy Lord.

Looking at these sherries, the Holy Lord wonders: "What does this mean, Lord?"

Zijuan said the whole story over and over.

The expression of the Holy Venerable changed so that we knew the seriousness of the matter.

What was lost was not a sherry, but nine.

However, he was not even aware of the holy prince. Otherwise, he would not be a holy priest if he came here this time.

It seems that there is still rape among the Buddha.

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Saint John accepted Shelley, thanked Purple and then left in a hurry.

When the Buddhist holy prince leaves, Qing Yi looks at Purple Buddha. Are you all right?

Purple glanced at the wound that was still bleeding, it didn't matter, but there was some power left over, just for a while.

Your performance is marginally acceptable. Better luck, of course.

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

Zi Zheng sniffed and immediately turned his head and saw a man standing behind him.

That's a tough guy, standing behind a dozen people.

Qing Yi was shocked, she had not perceived each other's existence before.

Only after the other person opens their mouth can they perceive the smell behind them.

Is that you?

Zizheng was surprised, because this man was Zhonghao, the Zhenzhen Gate's Zhonghao, who was with the Cold Girl and saved himself from being surrounded by the Lei Zheng family.

Otherwise?

Zhonghao glanced at Qingyi and said: Your son's life is quite moisturizing.

When did you get here? "Zijuan asked.

Zhonghao pulled out his ears and said, "It's been days.

So you've seen the scene before? purple asked in surprise.

Otherwise, how can you say you're lucky?

Heavy Hao's oblique eyes looked at Purple, and of course, it was just luck.

So you see everything in your eyes?

Those self-righteous fools, they don't even want to think about what we do, think they can hide it from us?

Heavily Haughty said: As long as we are in the Holy Spirit world, there is no escape from the great magic that we perceive. I'm here to watch the rabbit, but I didn't expect it to be you. But okay, I was looking for you, and now I'm saving the Saint Ray tribe.