Legend of the Great Saint

The moonlight is like water, and the trees are shadowed.

Xiao An stood in Tallinn. For her, this is the biggest treasure house in Zhangzhou.

Although the return of Qiushan abbot has added some trouble, but it is also expected, it would be better to say that it is better to use Qingshan's saying - revenge and hate!

Of course, in fact, she does not have such an emotion, even if it is against the sneak attack on her left country teacher, there is no trace of hatred.

Everything is taken for granted, and everything has never been taken for granted.

You don't have to worry about being between the Buddha and the Devil, and you don't have to think about right or wrong. Use the saying of Zhu Yanbai's bones - endless troubles and vows!

But this way, even if there is no trouble?

Hey!

A golden sword came to her from behind, and she did not return to the sword.

Hey!

The swords are staggered, and the sword is deeply cut into the golden sword. The statue of the bodhisattva with the sword suddenly loses its luster and collapses to the ground. Even the sword in the hand is not allowed to be a sword.

At this time, a dozen golden statues were rounded up.

The sword light flashed, drawing a tortuous path, and three heads flew up.

She joined the sword and stood out. She cut a stupa and took out the relics. She took it in her hand and immediately burned it into a three-dimensional white bone fire.

boom!

The stupa in front of him was knocked apart, one up to three feet, and the face was full of anger and anger. The arm was caught by her, and the wind was rising again and behind.

She went straight into the arms of Fuhu Luohan Jinshen, and the left hand screamed that the Jianfeng was slightly stretched. Fu Hu Luo Han Jin's palm has a touch of sword marks, and immediately stopped.

She smashed the tiger of the tiger. The right hand throws a fairy discard, and the sword light is like a dragon that wanders around. She turns around and flies in her body, piercing a statue of a golden body.

弑 守 守, 仙 abandon attack!

At the same time, the two swords are displayed in a very similar and decisive manner. "The heaven and earth Tibetan swords are intertwined into a net of swords. No single golden figure can block her sword, and no golden figure can touch her clothes. .

Booming!

She shuttled through Tallinn, followed by a golden figure. A statue of the tower collapsed.

She took out a piece of relics. Incorporating into a white bone, it becomes faster and stronger.

Finally, Tallinn all dumped. All the sorghum relics have been accommodated by her for thousands of years.

Originally in the ethereal scorpion. Burning flames at the moment. Looking back, there are more than a dozen golden statues that are not chasing after them.

Turning over and welcoming, the smart sword light is like flying. It is fleeting in the dark.

Back to the original position, more than a dozen golden statues behind him stood still and slowly collapsed.

"Fountain!"

The Mt. Qiushan’s abbot saw Tallin’s destruction, and he could not leave the Daxiong Hall.

After the loss of Tallinn, the king's cover is more and more crumbling, and there are countless roaring sounds under his feet. It seems that the **** ghosts are beating the gates of hell. Once the suppression is lost, the demons will return to the world!

"You are a friend, Qiushan Temple is difficult, please come to rescue!"

At this time, a few dawns leaped to the horizon and support came.

Xiao An did not care, took out the blood of the sea scorpion, gently waved, rising in the wind, a **** sea rushing out, thick blood drowned a hill Buddhist temple, smashed a statue of statue of the god.

Between the mountains, the screams of screams came one after another. When the monks fell into the **** sea, they were clenched and bitten by countless crickets. The eyes turned into a pool of blood, leaving only one cockroach to kill with other cockroaches. The person who fell into the sea.

There are also many squatting and squatting, but there is a bright red wave that blows into the blood. There is also a sword light turning and flying, all the monks who fly high enough to beheaded. Whether it is a day of robbery or a second day of robbery, you can resist the edge of the abandoned sword.

In a moment, the **** sea has flowed over all the hills, leaving only the Daxiong Hall where the abbot of Qiushan is located, becoming an island.

Although the **** sea bream can not be used to face the enemy, but the attack is still quite useful. After engulfing the temple, the cracks on the **** seas gradually closed and became more red.

The Buddha's light was bleak, the big battle collapsed, and the phantom of the king of the kingdom disappeared.

boom!

The Daxiong Hall was rushed to the sky, and the magic rushed out. Countless people and demons climbed out of the cave.

The abbot of Qiushan stood in the middle of the magical spirit, and looked awkward. It seemed to be a nightmare. I couldn't believe it. The Qiushan Temple in the ancient temple was destroyed in my own hands.

Tears rolled down and thousands of demons drowned him.

"Roar!"

A hysterical roar, killing thousands of demons, and rolling the magic.

Qiushan abbot hand knots inside and outside the lion seal, transported the life and repaired, turned into a hairy golden lion, flew toward Xiaoan.

Xiao An looked over, and his manners were calm and peaceful, and even some kind of kindness.

With one hand pointing, the sea of ​​blood rises in the sea, and it rushes into the sky, like a high wall, isolated between each other and down to the abbot of Qiushan.

boom!

Bloody water splashes, countless smashes, golden lions rush to the sea, "Fountain, I want to go with you!"

However, the position of Xiao An Fang’s station was now empty, and suddenly he felt the heart is hollow, only to hear the ringing sound.

He felt a pain in his chest and looked down. There was a donkey that was not crushed by him. He held a sword in his hand and pierced his chest.

The golden lion disappeared, leaving only the abbot of Qiushan. He wanted to blew himself up with the enemy, but he could not do it. He was full of grievances and anger: "How can I be restrained by the Fa-rectification of Buddhism? How can it be restrained?"

If it is not a sword, that big Buddha can force her. If it is not bloody, the king will not collapse so quickly. The skeleton bones that did not directly participate in the war also dispersed the idea of ​​the Zhangzhou Wangfu. And the abandonment of the sword has played a great role, first breaking the slashing of the mountain, and then breaking the cloak of the magical cave, killing the golden body statue is like a dog.

The power of this piece of magic weapon, she was brought to the extreme, smashed into the air, a fatal hit ~ www.readwn.com ~ Xiao An did not answer, pulled out the Buddha sword.

A group of three-eyed white bones poured into the body, and the face of Qiushan abbot's resentful grievance disappeared.

At this point, all the injuries suffered by her in the Battle of the Ghost Tower were restored, and instead they went up to the next level and looked back at the rescuers.

"Qiushan abbot!"

Several of the monks of the Qing Dynasty were all stunned, and the famous Qiushan Temple in Zhenzhou was destroyed overnight. How is this possible?

"Fountain!"

The golden light flashed, and an old man who was desperate for rushing was also the king of the three days.

Xiaoan Shuangjian is in his hand, his feet are bloody, and he is flying to meet.

When the ringing sounds, the figure is staggered and the old man is defeated.

Several monks in the Qing Dynasty were shocked and retired. To be continued...)