Chapter 1730: Output depends on 吼

The first thousand seven hundred and thirty-six chapters are all output
Xiao Wu night and others looked at the back of the monk, then his eyes swept to the sacred leaves, and the sacred sacred leaves were like a wooden chicken. They looked at the crowd, and a ugly smile appeared on their faces. Then they closed their eyes slowly. If he knows that his uncle is so innocent, he just said that he is just looking at the excitement, but he suddenly intervened. This time, he will never come back!
"Zhu Jiahui Jing Master?"
When Zhong Ming and others saw the monk, they suddenly flashed a glimmer of joy in their eyes. The blood of the monk was surging, and they were much more generous than them. If Zhong Ming could win, there was no magic east that offered the lion shield. Together with the battle, then, Zhong Ming, Mo Dong, Lei Tao, and the battle of the four men are not the opponents of this big monk.
Because the temple temple of the Jiuquan Ancient Temple, the "Supreme Certificate of the Buddha's Golden Body" is a kind of practice that is both internal and external, and is extremely balanced. In the early days of practice, it was absolutely impossible to change the internal exercises. Fast, but the more you can go to the back, the more powerful the Buddha’s body is, the more prominent it is!
Sakyamuni is the old man who has lived for many thousand years. Not only is the Dharma mastery superb, but the rumor of the Buddha’s body is also extremely horrible. In the desperate situation of death, in addition to the top ten in the power list, rumors It is the real reincarnation of the gods and Buddhas. In just three thousand and three thousand years, the "Zhajialongzu", which was practiced in the realm of the Eight Robbers, is stronger than him. The netizen of the Sakyamuni is the dead end of the temple. Among the three most desperate, the strongest monk!
"You have to be spared and forgiving? The old monk, you know if I am lost to the Magic East today, what will I end?"
Ning Qi’s eyes fell on the body of Shakyamuni. The body of this monk was terrifying, and it was several times stronger than the city of the dead.
After the imprisonment of the original Ziyue Yanjun, it was impossible to compare with the big monk. It can be said that his physical body was repaired. I am afraid that it has been equivalent to Ningqi, who has not yet broken through to the four lords, but has experienced the last time. The thunderbolt baptism, Ning Qi’s prisoner’s dragon elephant Gong Gong has reached the eighth peak of the peak, and at most one or two thunders, it will be able to break through to the ninth heaven, the old monk’s body repair and Ning Qi Compared, there is still a certain gap.
Even so, it is amazing enough. In Ning Qi’s cognition, even the physical strength of the nine-robbery lord is not comparable to him. After all, his practice of practice has surpassed the limits of this world. The family practice method combines thirty-three sub-classes to specialize in the power of the dragon elephant!
"There is no such thing as the Buddha’s body..."
Sweeping the attributes of the old monk, Ning Qi has a hint of curiosity about the practice he has practiced. Even if this set of exercises does not meet the standards of the Xianzu practice, it is definitely the top of the world.
"The donor, you are the wanted criminal of the rejoicing of the demon, and you have stolen the joyful konjac. As long as you hand over such things, I believe that the magician donor at that time will certainly spare you a life. Unfortunately, now the demon lord is dead. In your hands, you and the revenge of the revered Mozong, I am afraid that even the monk can not resolve it, but the donor must not be wrong again, I will persuade Lei Tao to give them, let them leave, do not know the intention of the donor how is it?"
Shakya Hui nets Ning Qi hands together, slightly smiled.
"While the Magic East is dead, even the Lion King Shield can't save his life. It only means that the sword in the hands of the guy is unstoppable! Such a spirit is afraid of not being weaker than the joyful konjac. Both are Treasures, this kind of opportunity today is really rare. I might as well join forces to suppress him, let the surrounding monks and monks come together, and wait for the suppression of this, then we will distribute the spoils again?"
Lei Tao suddenly said.
Zhong Ming and the battle of the war heard that his face changed slightly. After hesitating after a long period of time, the two nodded insignificantly.
Sakyamuni also heard the voice, and the brow couldn’t help but wrinkle up. He would go out and persuade him. Naturally, he thought that Lei Tao and others were not the opponents of the monk in front of him, but he thought he was practicing with his own Dharma. It is not difficult to suppress Ningqi, so I dare to make a good deal for both sides.
I did not expect that the three people of Zhong Ming were attracted by the spirit of Ning Qi’s body, and they were stunned by the interests.
"Old monk, have you heard their voice? Want to persuade me?"
Ning Qi haha ​​laughed.
Zhong Ming’s three people’s looks changed slightly. The other side was just a four-robbery creator. The battle was absolutely extinct. Can they hear their private voice?
How is this going?
"Let's do it, the donor, you hand over the two pieces of the body to the monk for safekeeping. The monk will take you back to the temple. I believe that Lei Tao and others will look at the monk's face and temporarily stop. At that time, put The misunderstanding is clear, and the two sides are not happy when they are solved."
Sakyamuni smiled slightly.
"This old vulture, even want to get two pieces of spirit?"
The three people of Zhong Ming looked at the sorrowful sorrowful gaze. For the temporary custody in his mouth, the three of them did not believe it. I am afraid that in the end, these two spirits will be smeared with too much blood. , sent back to the real Jiuquan ancient temple to suppress, when the Zongmen’s lords went to ask for no play!
The monks around have heard this and their faces are slightly weird, but the look of Sakyamuni is very calm.
Ning Qi looked at him for a long time and laughed out loud: "The big monk, you are so naive, my words are here, I am jealous of my guy today, one don't want to leave this place, the monk, if you are on me The spirit, no other thoughts, why not turn and leave?"
"What? Isn't that even we can't live without it?"
The monks around were staring at Ning Qi with a stunned look, but they didn't want to think about what they were doing.
"The donor is stubborn and stubborn..."
Shakya Hui’s long sigh.
"Well, wait until you hear this, and Qi Qi will suppress this. I will have a reward after the three great demon sects. If I don't shoot, not only will this son not let you go, but my three great sects will not let you go!"
Lei Tao suddenly screamed and thundered, enough to reach hundreds of miles away!
"Hands!"
The battle also made a roar.
"Hands!"
All three of the Mozambican monks were full of blood and roared.
"Roar!"
The dragons and beasts of the cart are also under the control of the master, making a buzz.
"Your output depends on you? Give me a ride!"
Ning Qi looked cold and smashed out. The place where the knife had passed, the void was broken, and the battle and the joyful monk behind him stood in the same place. It seemed to be scared by this knife, but then, All monks saw a terrible scene.
Including the war, including hundreds of happy monks in the battle, there was a faint blood line on the body. Then, even the people brought the car with the dragon, they broke into two pieces, and the blood was like a downpour, swaying down!