Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　Unintentionally bowing his head, he looked at the flying knife in his hand.

　　While looking at it, he said backwards.

　　"His Dao Heart is like his magic weapon iron wings composed entirely of flying knives. What he carries is an indomitable momentum."

　　"It is precisely because of this that the poor monk will say that the Dan Chenzi you control today has not imitated his true soul."

　　"Today, if it's true that Dan Chenzi is here."

　　"The poor monk will not be warned twice at all."

　　"The first sentence landed."

　　"The poor monk will not retire."

　　"The next moment, this flying knife is already coming towards the poor monk's neck."

　　"You... are too soft-hearted."

　　Unintentionally finished.

　　The two fingers clamped the flying knife and exerted a slight force.

　　A click was heard immediately.

　　This flying knife actually broke into two halves directly from the middle position!

　　……

　　Watching the flying knife land.

　　Dan Chenzi's complexion instantly turned ashen.

　　Looking at Wuxin, he said in a hoarse voice.

　　"You see it all?"

　　Killing intent flashed in his eyes.

　　Around Wuxin, countless flying knives began to spin.

　　……

　　"nonsense."

　　"Red corpse! The poor monk can see at a glance that you are playing tricks. It hasn't shown its original shape yet, so when will it be!?"

　　Inadvertently chuckle.

　　Said last.

　　A stare.

　　The words fell at the same time.

　　Behind him, there are already swastikas surging up.

　　At this time, the Buddha's light was flowing.

　　He took a step forward.

　　The pace is set.

　　The several flying knives that were spinning around, all shattered!

　　turned into powder.

　　……

　　Unintentional power is amazing.

　　Seeing this, Dan Chenzi on the opposite side also took a few steps back.

　　But this time after the figure fell to the ground again.

　　But did not panic.

　　Between heads.

　　Instead, a woman's laughter came out of her mouth.

　　good,

　　The current Dan Chenzi has been unconsciously controlled by the red corpse!

　　Just talked to Wuxin.

　　Manipulating Dan Chenzi's body.

　　Not himself at all.

　　But the ally of the Gorefiend, the Scarlet Corpse God!

　　……

　　"Giggle, I didn't expect that since I was born, there have been countless murders, and one day, I will be called a soft-hearted person by others."

　　"Interesting, you monk is indeed interesting."

　　"However, even if you see it, so what?"

　　"Today, I will definitely not let you leave the blood pond to report to the stinky Taoist priests in Emei."

　　"You die with this heart!"

　　Dan Chenzi, no, or the Red Corpse Divine Sovereign finished speaking.

　　Do it again.

　　This time.

　　There were still countless flying knives, surging out from behind the Dan Chenzi she controlled.

　　At the moment, above the knife light, it is covered by a bloody light.

　　Directly blocked the unintentional back road.

　　……

　　This is the red corpse divine light.

　　Every brilliance carries a deep magic.

　　It can make monks confused.

　　But look at this scene.

　　Careless but did not retreat.

　　At this time, he chuckled softly and said again.

　　"Breaking news?"

　　"Who told you that the poor monk is here this time for the purpose of tipping off the news, and the poor monk is here for the sake of the blood pool!".

Chapter 87

　　85. Inadvertently! ? [Please subscribe, please fully subscribe! 】

　　"Ok?"

　　"You're not with the Baimei guys, they're a gang?"

　　On the side of the Red Corpse God, hearing this, he was also a little deceived.

　　A look of confusion flashed across his eyes.

　　But for now.

　　Wuxin is not willing to explain too much to him.

　　After saying this.

　　In the hand, the seal of the statue is directly tied to the prison.

　　With a mark, he slapped it forward fiercely!

　　……

　　print out.

　　The ghost image appeared.

　　The phantom of idols suppresses the boundless purgatory.

　　At this time, between the long screams, a punch slammed forward.

　　The power can be imagined.

　　……

　　One power down ten sessions!

　　One punch!

　　Just one punch.

　　Whether it is the red corpse divine light of the red corpse god, or Dan Chenzi's flying knife formation.

　　At this time, they were all exploded.

　　Accompanied by rumbling explosions,

　　Dan Chenzi, who is the holder of the magic weapon, is even more miserable.

　　This time, the whole person was directly knocked out.

　　……

　　The figure falls to the ground again.

　　At this time, the spirit of Fangcai was gone.

　　The eyebrows were filled with horror and shock.