Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

"Oh?" The woman in white smiled slowly, "Why is it twisted? Is that so?"

Saying that, he reached out and took his head off.

Guan Ning: "..."

If I knew earlier, I would not come to Huaxia.

It's just horrible here.

How could anyone be so weird.

It doesn't matter if the little monk can shoot bullets out of thin air.

The old monk is getting old, and his muscles are like that of a bodybuilding coach.

Suddenly a woman came out and said that she took her head off. The most terrifying thing was that she could still talk with her taken off head. No, Mom, I want to go home.

Guan Ning felt that this trip to China, since he met two monks, his whole outlook on life has gradually been subverted.

"Hey, I'm scared, what about this fairy?"

Saying that, the woman in white actually undressed in front of everyone.

"The benefactor is slow!" Hong Yi stepped forward and said:

"There are monks here, no one is playing, you go!"

Poe looked a little sympathetic.

It's so pitiful, is this also those helpless street ladies?

The hand of the woman in white to undress was stunned.

What does this mean?

The old lady is afraid of turning into dirty clothes. What kind of expression do you have, you little monk, what the hell is a heartache?

Who do you think your wife is?

Is the old lady such a casual person?

"Okay! Okay... I hope you can be so hard-mouthed in a while!" The woman in white laughed in anger.

I saw her body slowly getting bigger, and her hands and feet slowly disappeared. Not long after, a huge white python appeared in front of several people.

This snake crawl is not dozens of meters long. At this time, it is coiling up, its huge tongue is sticking up, and it keeps spitting out snake letters. Its brown eyes stare at everyone without a trace of emotion.

"Amitabha..." Master Lu Chen stood up tremblingly.

"Today, the poor monk wants to imitate the ancient method of the sea god monk, disciple, go and bring the master's cassock..." Since the injection, Li Chen's body has become several decades younger.

I just don't know why, but this character seems to be decades younger.

Just one word: reckless.

Hong Yi turned around and went into the back hall, and took out the golden shirt... um, the cassock.

After Master Lichen finished dressing, he stood on the spot and waved to a few people: "Retreat, be careful that poor monk show your blood."

Speaking of which, he put on a few wind-pulling shapes.

Dapeng spreads its wings, white cranes shine...

"Bold monster!" Master Lu Chen's voice was full of anger, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"The poor monk can see at a glance that you are not human! How dare you desecrate my Buddhist resort.

The majestic sky, the prajna buddhas, the World-Honored One's Ksitigarbha, Prajnaba, Makong.

The flying dragon is in the sky! "

The golden-yellow cassock swung boldly, and Master Liaochen jumped up.

The palms exuded a faint Buddha light, and a faint dragon roar came out.

In an instant, it was shot on the body of the white snake spirit.

Master Liaochen withdrew his palms in vain: "Amitabha, you are gone now!"

After speaking, Fu Xiu stood proudly.

Just wait for a while.

Seeing people looking at him strangely.

"Hehe, old monk..." A frightening voice suddenly came from behind.

Immediately after, a white snake tail flashed, and instantly rolled up Master Chen tightly.

Chapter 34 The Snake Essence Disease Is Treated (2 More)

Chapter [-] The Snake Essence is Treated!

Master Liaochen's face flushed instantly.

Trying to struggle out, but the more I struggle, the tighter I get.