Dragon-Marked War God

At this most critical moment, Han Yan and the hurricane masters were all extremely nervous, but at this time, they couldn’t help much at all. The time that Han Yan can help the monk’s delay is not too short. I have my own strength, and now I am entangled by the master of the Mozu, not to mention that it is difficult to protect myself, but definitely can not help but to help the tyrants ~IndoMTL.com~ See if you want to see

This situation can only be achieved by the tyrants themselves.

The majestic and powerful attack is like a sea of ​​oceans. In the blink of an eye, the golden Buddha light is wrapped. It is the light of Buddhism. The tyrant is at the most critical moment at this moment. If it is forcibly interrupted, the loss is enormous. .

At this most critical moment, the light of Buddhism suddenly burst open.

Bang

The infinite golden brilliance floods the entire Qinglian Mountain. This violent energy carries the pure Buddha's breath to the yang, and this powerful atmosphere is the biggest nemesis of the Mozu. The energy impact is too great. The attack of hundreds of powerful demons was destroyed in an instant, or it was purified. All the magic waves in the sky were washed away and turned into a holy Buddha light. It’s dazzling, people can’t face it.

Countless screams came out of the demon group. Hundreds of demons were repelled by the violent Buddha light. Some of the inferior demons and little devils could not withstand this shock. The huge body was destroyed on the spot. It turned into a **** fog and died on the spot.

"It became."

In the eyes of the hurricane master, there is a ecstasy of color, and at the same time, there is a strong gratification and pride. At this last critical moment, his own disciples finally succeeded in breaking through the last step, not only fully comprehending the Buddhism Light, but also successfully hit the tough The sixth level of the Holy.

"Amitabha."

A voice rang from the inside of Qinglian Mountain. The sound was not loud, but it was clear to everyone. The sorghum taste of the Buddha's door, just a voice, let all the masters of the Buddha's door tremble.

The seven-level Devil also stopped his movements and looked up. He saw a small monk in his hands and slowly flew up into the sky. He hung a string of golden beads on his neck, which was carved with mystery. Sanskrit.

The little monk seems to be only in his twenties, but he gives any feeling of sorghum. Outside his body, there is a golden brilliance. Even those brilliances have Sanskrit branding. It is Buddhism, not Ordinary Buddha light.

"Golden body Lohan, haha"

Seeing the monk like this, the hurricane master couldn't help but laugh again.

What he did not think was that the tyrant not only realized the Buddhism of the Buddhism, but also embodies the golden body of the Lohan. This is the supreme Arhat skill of Buddhism. It is the highest existence, although the monk’s golden body is just revealed. The embryonic form came, but this potential is also unique to the Buddha for thousands of years. Even the Qinglian ancestors of that year did not have the ability to condense the golden body of Luohan, and condensed the Luohanjin body. In other words, the tyrants had The achievement of the Buddha's potential.

"Ah, a strong Buddha light, what kind of ghost is this little monk? It's so scary."

"This holy light of Buddhism is the nemesis of our Mozu. Even if I stand in front of him, I have an inexplicable sense of fear. This person must become the enemy of the Mozu."

"Buddha's Holy Light, this kind of thing has not appeared for a long time, is it going to kill my demon?"

"Don't be nervous, this little monk understands the Buddhism of the Buddha, but the cultivation is not strong enough. There are only six grand priests. We have been rehabilitated for so long, and there is no problem in dealing with a six-level grand priest."

All the demons in the room were nervous. Even the powerful six-level demon saints showed the color of fear. It was the fear of the soul, and it began to tremble from the source of the devil.

"Hey!"

The monk had just left the customs. When the self-confidence was inflated, he had a character in his mouth. Countless Buddhas’ holy light spread out like a sword, and they hit the demons.

Ah, ah

Numerous screams suddenly sounded, and the Buddha Lights formed a large field, which was even more terrifying than the white three thousand feet. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of demons all died under the light of Buddhism, even those The powerful six-level Devils also had no resistance at all, and immediately died.

"not good."

There is only one of the seven levels of the demon sacred, and the big call is not good. If you don’t say anything, you will turn around and run. Although his cultivation is higher than the monk, he still has self-knowledge, let and follow Comprehend the Buddha's Holy Light and initially condense the six-level Grand St. of the Romans, which is no different from finding death.

"The light of the dawn."

The monk will give him the opportunity to escape. He is extremely fast, waving his hand and playing the light of the degeneration. Under the absolute suppression and restraint of strength, the seven-level Devil's rebellion did not do it, and he was immediately turned over by the monk. Drop it.

"the host."

The seven-level demon sacred in front of the monk, the attitude of incomparable piety.

On the other side, Han Yan directly widened his eyes. Although he had seen it before, he had already seen a lot of demons, but at this moment he saw the monks show their deities, and they came up with an understatement. The devil, still can not help but have a feeling of admire the five bodies.

"Dead monk, are you too arrogant?"

Han Yan turned his eyes.

"Hey, A Yan, I still want to thank you. If you didn't help me to fight for time, my retreat would be forcibly interrupted. My Master will also be in danger."

The monk smiled and expressed his gratitude to Han Yan. Although he was retreating, he still knew the outside situation clearly. He said that if there is no coldness today, he cannot have the present achievements. The hurricane master will also be in danger.

"What kind of politeness to me."

Han Yan took a picture of the monk's shoulders, and the brothers didn't need much.

"Apprentice, Han Yan Xiaoyou, now the Mozu is in turmoil, but for both of you, this war is a very big opportunity. You two, one is a Buddha genius, and the other is the blood of the ancient gods. In this war, you will grow to a very terrible height, and both of you must take good care of it."

The hurricane master said.

"Master, you are right, we are going to fight in the main battlefield and kill more powerful demons to enhance ourselves."

The monk said.

"No, Qinglian Mountain is a main battlefield. The fighting fluctuations here have already been passed out. You don't have to leave here, there will be more powerful demons coming, and Qinglian Mountain is left by the ancestors. If you leave, you will be destroyed here. This is what the teacher does not want to see."

Said the hurricane master.

"The master said yes, we are better guarded here, one can protect the Qinglian Mountain, but also can kill the powerful demon, improve themselves, the best of both worlds."

Han Yan said.

"Okay, then stay, if you and I join forces, I am sure to turn the Eight-level Devil."

The monk said with great confidence.

In the Western Region, there are battlefields everywhere, but with the continuous participation of the Terran masters, the Demon's offensive has begun to be slowly suppressed. From the periphery to the inside, the Mozu has begun to retreat, or to compress the combat power.

In a day's time, many peripheral battles have stopped. During this day, the devil does not know how much he died. The name of the ancient dust is famous in the whole Western Region. With the famous ancient dust, there are still The ancients, this is a great tribe fighting for the world. For a time, the prestige of the ancients has completely suppressed the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Region. Invisible, the prestige of the ancients has already surpassed the other seven.

All of this is the merits of Jiang Chen, the improvement of the ancient people's prestige, and the things that the ancient dust did. Naturally, it was passed to the high-rise ears of the ancient temple. The high-rises of the ancient temple are all admiring the ancient dust. Since this ancient After the dust joined the ancient temple, I did not know how many good things were done for the ancient temple.

At the moment it was in the evening, among the destroyed mountains, there was no demon in a thousand miles. In a tiny space deep in the foothills, a white young man was sitting cross-legged, next to him, sitting with a big yellow dog.

This combination, looking at the entire Shengyuan Hall, there is only one, it is Jiang Chen and the big yellow dog, the two of them encountered in the previous battle, they have been combined together, after this day of fierce battle, Jiang Chen can say It is a great benefit. The light of the turn of the road has already turned the two seven-level magic saints. The fourth layer of the Zulong tower has also condensed nearly half. At this moment, Jiang Chen is trying to hit the fourth-level grand priest.

The rhubarb dog has eaten a lot of magic, and it is already a powerful four-level grand priest.

The war on the main battlefield is still going on. The big Leiyin Temple is still hot, and the masters of the Eight Great Halls have been accommodated in the Great Leiyin Temple. The Mozu has been rehabilitated for so many years, and the foundation is already very powerful. The peerless masters like the ancient sky and Xiao Tianwang also began to appear in the Great Leiyin Temple.

In another micro-space, two figures stand opposite each other, an old man, a young man, the old man, who is very strong, is the Xiao-level eight-level master of the sacred Xiao Xiaoling, and the young man is Xiao Dian The genius of the younger generation is Xiao, and the cultivation of the sixth-level Dasheng Peak is that when he was in the tower, it was Xiao who had to deal with Jiang Chen.

"I have already found the location of the ancient dust. This person is retreating in a tiny space. I want you to kill him now. I don't know if you are sure?"

Xiao Wufang said.

"Killing a little old dust, for me, that is the hand to come."

Xiao’s face is sneer and confidence.

"Don't underestimate this person, my family's seventh-level grand priest is dead in his hands."

Xiao Wuling reminded.