The Dream Master

"Tibetan King Bodhisattva ..." Zhong Rong finally saw the person's appearance and worsened to the ground.

Niu Deyan, etc., is also an unbelievable look.

The thin and old man is smiling, raising his hand, and it will be difficult to close the ghost eyelid swirls, open mouth: " "

"Tibet, it is impossible ... You have been dying." Yellow eyebew is horror, shouting.

"Amitabha, life and death, there is a empty, you are you, it has become a big mistake, now, will it be lost?" The King of the Bodhisattva reminded a Buddha, asked.

"Is the big fault? I am just a good time, what is wrong!" Yellow mecil asked.

"The situation is not allowed, the road is not deprecated, what is it?" .

"The situation is destroyed, and the avenue follows the magic road. Is it going to have a way?" Yellow merits were laughed, and they were not willing to admit.

"For, let you see your way." The land of the King of Bodhisattva no longer says, and pressed.

The momentum is instantly skyrocketing. Although he is in Yellow East, he seems to be the main slaughter, the palm is under pressure, and we have been discolored by heaven and earth.

Huang Yi wants to resist, in front of me, I turned into a fire sea, four weeks, dark, the killing, the killing, mourning and grief, blood and fire, the three, the third world, no world Domain points, all territories are moon.

"This scene is the magic of you want?" The voice of the King of the King Bodhisattva rushed through the world.

"It is not like a fantasy, and the false floating of the fairy is not as good as the River of the Mozu. I have already seen enough, even if it is destroyed, I will not repent ..." Yellow eyever silent, the face is gradually, It's almost crazy.

"Although you are from the Dharma, you don't understand the Buddha's gates, how to be harmful? You are not going to hell, who enters hell?" The King of the King Bodhisattva sighed, and took a palm.

Huang Meng Shen Soul, the color of the face, biting the pain: "You are just a sorrow, but I don't know if you sleep in Chang'an City, you have to wake up. When you arrive, where is it not hell? At that time, I will enter Hell, isn't it better? "

The voice of the voice, his soul suddenly burned the flame flame, a golden book, which is also under the burning of the fire of this soul, slightly curl.

"Why bother ..." The King of the King Bodhisattva saw the sigh.

"Destroy it together, want to get this volume, I want, haha ​​..." Yellow melon soul has been distorted, but it is still a smile, as if I have seen everyone's destruction.

The king of the King Bodhisattva raised his hand and gently waved, and Huiliu Zhi, who surrounded by Nie Caizhu, flying immediately, constantly contraction in the void, turned into a drop of ganu, dripped in the flame.

""

A soft news, the flames on the golden book, was cast by this drip water, and the whole book was covered in a layer of water, and slowly flew to Nie Caizhu.

Nie Caizhu saw it, and some did not know how to look at the King Bodhisattva.

"Hold, the Maitreya Buddha was originally introduced to you, but unfortunately, it was decided, and eventually fell into the hands of Yellow-eye, now there is a total of amended, and the other is returned to the original." King Bodhisattva encouraged.

Nie Caizhu heard the words, after the King of the King Bodhisattva, he lifted his hand and gently held the book.

Just instantly in her fingers, her soul suddenly took out the yellowed sea that was gradually collapsed, but appeared in a golden space.

On the other hand, the King of the King Bodhisattva looked at the kings of the Niu Devil, with a bit of a bit of appreciation, slowly said: "From now on, the future of the three borders, paying for the gourd, etc. ..."

The eyes of a few people were full of respect, and they were appointed.

When they raised their heads, the place I didn't go to hell, who entered the land of hell, finally disappeared.

Although the soul of Shen Lu was temporarily being occupied by the Tibetan King Bodhisattva, it was clearly known to all, say: "Let's go, it has already collapsed, we have to go back."

......

After a moment, a few people in the altar were divided into return, and they opened their eyes.

"You can wake up, hurry to share with Zhenyuan Da Xian, we have to go." Yang Yu saw big joy, and quickly said.

"What's wrong?" Everyone didn't know what happened, and quickly asked.

"The Jiu Dynasty tied people, and there was a group of people outside. We had to leave here right away." Yang Yu hurriedly explained.

During the speech, there was a sound of killing outside, a large number of people and Xianban disciples have returned to this side.

"Walk." Shen Lu drifted, just left, suddenly remembered.

He returned to a searcher on Yellow Emerald, found a close-fitting, very delicate storage bag, income sleeve.

After a few people haven't come, I saw a huge palm of the high-altitude, and the whole hell is divided into two. The clouds are rolling, which is a huge gully.

The two sides of the gully, the top of the trees can be seen in the top of the town, and the monk has been brought from the side of the monk.

Just then, a burst came: "Both rolled".

The voice of the voice, there was a dazzling colorful colorful god of light, and Shen Lu and others were more sour, and they were burned by this light, they did not dare to look directly.

Then, a sound is rumored, and the gully in the sky has never been compliant, and it is more powerful to be shocked by a more powerful impact.

"Jiu Ming, you dare to intervene, Laozi will slaughter you." At this time, another anger came.

Bang

The five-color gods bloom again, and there is a huge cavity in the sky, and the movement of the town reality is pressed directly from the high-altitude light column.

Shen Lu and others quickly chased the top, and saw the town of Yuanzi stood up, the right hand sleeve "" sounded, the multicolored light column was incorporated into the sleeve.

"Zhenyuan Da Xian ..." cried.

"Wonderful, the sky is not?" The town reality put his hand, slightly a plate, found that the soul of Yellow Meng gods has completely disappeared, and immediately frown.

"I got it." Nie Caizhu walked forward and nodded.

"Okay." Town Yuanzi looked at a high altitude and glared.

"However, there is a bad news, and you seem to be awake." Which is open.

"After the death of the world, Yu You was exhausted. In Chang'an City, he slept for hundreds of years. During this period, the Moist has been continuously transported, trying to wake up him, and it is true that it is time." Town The Yuanzi is not surprising to this.