History’s Strongest Shopkeeper

"What is this for the big day?"

The customers of the entire campus looked up and looked down at the big day opposite to Zhouyang.

Don't you want to pay for the treasure?

"Maybe!" Guanyin Bodhisattva and many Buddhas smiled.

Although the big day did not release its own momentum, but it seems to be stronger than Zhou Yang?

Zhou Yang’s move was very quiet, but it did not cause the slightest change in the sky. When the big day just recited a Buddhist language, it showed the illusion of ancient Buddhas.

Such a strong strength, I am afraid that is the first person under the seal.

"I remember that when the big day came to suppress the demon king Sun Wukong, it seems that only one trick was used." I once saw the king of the demon king, Sun Wukong, and the old demon who had fought in the big day, whispered.

The Wanjielou owner only defeated the king of the demon king, Sun Wukong, and the fighting power of the owner of the Wanjie Building did not seem to be as strong as the big day!

"The shopkeeper of Wanjielou is doing business after all, and may not be good at fighting." The demon king explained.

Although Daejeon is the master of Mahayana Buddhism, its fighting method is well-known in various fields, and the fighting power in the same realm is definitely the most prominent existence.

All visitors to the Wanjie Building are speechless, and the owner should probably open a Wanshang performance company.

"This is not in order!"

Zhou Yang’s face was cold and cold, and everyone felt the coldness in Zhou Yang’s voice.

"My Mahayana Buddhism is willing to return three Buddha relics to the Vajray Buddha." There was no change in the face of the Great Day, and it was faint.

"All the relics of your Mahayana Buddhism have already belonged to Wanjielou." Zhou Yang did not give in.

The big day is like a slight frown, and the heart is constantly struggling, and the shot is still not shot?

When he decided to participate in the Treasure Fair, the secret of Buddhism flourished again.

After entering Chang'an, he was able to count the existence of Zhou Yang.

Although somewhat vague, at least not as unknown as before.

Until the transaction of the Tao Te Ching, he now has no influence on his air transport.

Even when he was murderous, he could not feel the crisis of life, and there were half the risks of crisis and opportunity.

"How is this going?"

The big day does not know why the opportunity of the day has produced such a huge change. Is it true that the shopkeeper of Wanjielou will succeed in sealing the holy world after he has received the Tao morality?

If you don't come to the Treasure Fair, then he will not have the moral ethics. It is not difficult for the owner of the Wanjie Building to kill him.

And as he came to participate in the Treasures Fair, the sense of crisis became smaller and smaller, until the transaction was successful, the crisis and the opportunity were half and half risk.

If you analyze this way, then he is afraid that he will succeed in sealing the holy.

Only whoever seals the first, whoever succeeds first, who is the last winner.

Not everyone is like a sage in Taiqing, so quiet and innocent, without any ambition.

The great day, if you want to let the whole Westward Journey descend from the world of magical demon, believe in him.

Just why is the Taiqing saint taking out the Tao Te Ching transaction?

"Amitabha, the owner may understand that it is wrong. In the Buddhist collection, there are only 12,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures, which are all in the world."

The reason why the Wanjie Building cannot be calculated may be because the Wanjie Building has a treasure that obscures the sky. It is rumored that there is one sacred sage in the Qing Dynasty. The defense is unparalleled and can defend against any attack.

As for those smart laptops that have not been seen, Dayi has come to speculate that Wanjielou may be one of the hundreds of people who lived in a small space in ancient times.

"A big day, do you want to go back?"

Zhou Yang looked gloomy at the big day below, but he was amazed in his heart. "Repent is good."

"What about you?" Zhou Yang looked at the Pluto and the Lingshen Emperor, and his eyes shone with Sen Han.

The eyes of Pluto and the Emperor of the Ling Dynasty looked at the sage of Taiqing, looking at the expressionless, calm and sacred Taiqing sage, and the two felt a little hesitant.

"朕金口玉言." Ling Tiandi is faint, but the heart is planning to wait and see, as the Ling Tiandi, the most important thing is stability.

The Lingzuo occupies the most abundant field of the world's resources in the Westward Journey, but its strength is weaker than that of Mahayana Buddhism and the Underworld.

Wanjielou shop owner wins, all things are given, Wanjielou shop owner is responsible, nothing has ever been born.

"The underworld said it." Pluto did not know why, and agreed.

After the Lingzu Emperor and Pluto agreed, in other people's eyes, Zhou Yang's face finally looked good.

When everyone wants to come, the Lingzu Emperor and the Pluto are both the same as the Mahayana Buddhism, and their strengths are comparable.

If the three people repent at the same time, and at the same time the four people in the Mahayana period, the owner of Wanjielou also has no way to take them.

Even three people may solve the hidden dangers and join forces to kill the shopkeepers of Wanjielou.

In the past few thousand years, I don’t know how many promising masters have fallen.

Confucius's Confucius will fall, not to mention the masters of the Mahayana period.

However, Zhou Yang’s heart is screaming, “a group of people!”

This is not a statement!

"Mr. What are you doing?"

Prince Li Jiancheng looked at Confucius and others who were twitching.

The shopkeepers of Wanjielou are obviously at a disadvantage. These people are not only not worried at all, but also have some gloating.

"Nothing!" Confucius both busy back, delaying the owner's plan, he is afraid that he can only stay in his own world for a lifetime.

"Yes!" Xunzi, Yan Hui and others nodded again and again.

How can we gloat, it must be that you are wrong.

"Then I had to take it myself." Zhou Yang said, and a fist hit the big day below. On his fist, there was a golden glow, such as the same golden sun, burning and dazzling.

Under this boxing, the wind and cloud changed color, and even the countless little demons underneath were smashed to the ground by this powerful momentum.

"A good punch!"

All the demon kings are fortunate, this fist is afraid of a thousand mountains, can be smashed.

They also want to **** goods from such a powerful high hand, purely to seek death.

Below the Buddha, but the face is not changed, a wave of sleeves, is also a golden light to meet the golden fist.

There was no sound in the collision between the two, but the people below the Mahayana warfare were shaking, and they could feel the energy above, enough to spread their souls.

boom! boom! boom! ······

Zhou Yang and Ruo Lai's Buddha came back and forth to fight back and forth several times. The discerning eye can see that the big day has taken the absolute upper hand, and Zhou Yang's face is getting more and more gloomy.

"The strength of the shopkeeper has improved." Standing in the corner of the school yard, the iron sorrow **** Zhu ignored, smiling and smiling.

Is the owner mastering the performance avenue?

"Yes!"

Zhang Sanfeng on the side is also a face-to-face approval. They contacted the shopkeeper's earliest customers and knew Zhou Yang's personality the most.

This is absolutely a trap!

“The shopkeeper won’t be able to beat the big day?” Listening to the talks of Wanjielou’s travellers, Tang Gaozu’s Li Yuan’s voice shook a little.

Was it made by the big day, or is it a big strength?

If the owner of the Wanjie Building is defeated, will Mahayana Buddhism find trouble with Datang?

They also made a lot of efforts in the treasure trade fair.

"Don't play!"

At this moment, Zhou Yang, who was defeated by the big day, retired, and a teleport appeared in the sky and sighed.

The Pluto and the Lingzu Emperor are really calm, so they don’t shoot.

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Snapped!

Under the stunned expression of the crowd, the big day fell like a shell on the ground.

There is no crack on the ground, but the big day of the big day is like a golden body, crushed by Zhou Yang’s palm, and it can’t move without falling.

"Violating the rules of the Wanjielou Trading! Crack down on five million years!"

Zhou Yang flexed a shot and will fall into the ground on a dying day, popping out of Chang'an City.

boom!

A seven-color mountain peak descends from the sky, and the big day is pressed underneath, only one head can be exposed.

Confucius and others have turned their heads and heard that they want to take off and need to marry.

The owner of the store must be detached from the avenue.

"咕噜!咕噜!咕噜······"

The Lingzu Emperor and the Pluto swallowed a few mouthfuls of water, and their eyes fell out. There was no such thing as a majestic majesty. They squatted directly at the table in front of them and looked at the seven-color mountain peak.

Nima style has changed too fast, and a slap in the face of the big day is on the verge of dying.

This kind of strength is probably stronger than the Taiqing Sage.

Pluto and the Emperor of the Ling Dynasty looked at each other and saw a trace of fear and happiness in the other's eyes. Fortunately, they liked to move.

As for the demon kings, gods, and Buddhas below, they have already panted and gasped, and their faces are white and too powerful.

The big day can't hold a slap in the face.

How did the seven-color peaks of up to a million feet appear, and there was no fluctuation, so it appeared.

Five million years!

Five million years ago, it seems to be the ancient times.

What about five million years later? (To be continued.)

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