Chapter 2634: Buddhism is not Buddha, Moh is not ink!

The whole game was lost.
People were shocked by the wooden sword and the character.
It is just a wooden sword, not an artifact. It is actually a tragedy on the spot of Shenhuang. The strength is not a level at all. What kind of characters are these?
Despise the phoenix! Is there a few people in this world afraid?
This is the reason why Yuqing and Yaoshen did not play. The character is really strong enough to make people suffocate.
because.
The character used the wooden sword and swayed the phoenix. It actually caused the whole universe to spurt a big wave. People are proud of the wooden sword, and it is a glory to hold the wooden sword to defeat the opponent. It is just a pit. More tragedies.
Tianquan Ancient Courtyard.
People looked at the literary bamboo that was watching the battle, and their eyes flashed.
At the beginning.
Wen Xi's waist is tied with a wooden sword, completely mottled, but it really makes people laugh for a long time, that is, the owner is quite helpless, but the bamboo is to use the wooden sword to suppress the opponent, to use the wooden sword to comprehend the kendo Really.
After a long time, people no longer ridicule the literary bamboo.
can.
When the young man took out the wooden sword and the sword fell under the wings of the gods, the whole scene was completely different.
It turns out that the wooden sword can break out of these days.
Cosmic-level Tianjiao pays attention to the wooden sword like this. What else is it worth to laugh at?
They should be laughed at.
Not wooden swords are not terrible, but they are too idiotic.
It should be said that the characters who can control the wooden sword are all cosmic-level Tianjiao, and Wenshizhu is aware of this point before he can repair the wooden sword. When his control power reaches subtlety, the hand-held artifact will be more detailed and the fire will climb. To the top of the world, her perception of the kendo will be different, reaching the level of the universe.
"It turned out to be true!"
Wen Xi’s heart sighed. At the beginning, she really felt that the wooden sword was a little embarrassing, but she did not want to make Ling Feng embarrassed.
thus.
She has been tied, after all, it is the spirit of Ling Feng.
but.
She did not think that the wooden sword can really reach a point that is beyond the reach of the people. The geniuses of Tianquan Ancient Temple did not understand it. It was because their pattern was too small to reach that height.
this moment.
She is somewhat proud of her heart, and she is more excited. One day, can she go to the cosmic genius and reverse the genius?
God King battlefield.
The first tragedy of Shenhuang, lost to the young man, in the eyes of the Xianting Tiandao characters full of sighs, Shenhuang exited the battlefield.
The powerful Xianting is still a tragedy.
"Who is next?"
The young man was arrogant and full of audience. The gas field was released only at this time, but it was still very light, without any momentum, as if it was a breeze.
can.
It is this breeze that makes people feel suffocated.
and.
His words are quite sharp, and he does not put the characters in the audience at all. He said who the next one is, which means he wants to suppress the next person.
The next one is still "God Phoenix."
"It's really crazy!"
Desperate to the young man, staring at the disdain, even though the young man showed terrible strength, he was still not seen by him.
"You want to fight?"
The young man asked with a smile.
"According to your request!"
God sneered and said: "When I suppress you, I will be the other dogs together!"
"Let's fight!"
Young people make invitations.
"it is good!"
The next moment, the gods flew directly across the sky, the powerful magic is burning like a flame, the terrible light rain breaks through the sky, and it is pressed against the youth.
and.
At the time of his shot, a handle-handed magic blade hit the air and burst into an invincible power, as if a flash of lightning struck.
That scene is really spectacular.
The entire battlefield is full of magic, which is terrible.
"I heard that your foundation is solid, then compare it with you!"
Finished.
The magic blade in the hands of God is smashed out, and the young man is stabbed, and the shadows of the magical blade are all over the sky. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t know that it is the real magic blade.
"it is good!"
The young man was indifferent, flew directly into the endless shadow, and confronted God.
What people can see is only endless, and the universe can only see the dust, even if it is not seen in the ancient world, but people do not panic, but wait for the whole battle to end.
If the rumbling is not extraordinary, the characters present at the moment are afraid of being gray-faced.
Half awkward.
The basic confrontation ended, and the young man just stepped away. The young man only stepped back, and his was pale, and he stepped back a few steps. His eyes were a little lost. After he came out, he experienced too much wind and rain. Only have the strength of today.
It can be said that the whole Mozu is chilling.
however.
It is this solid foundation that is still not as good as the young man.
The subtle to the ultimate control, sharp to the ultimate eyesight, still the terrible ability of the on-the-spot strain, even let him eat, and more importantly, his magic has no repression to the young man.
And also suppressed by the other side.
"is that enough?"
The young man was light and laughed and looked very calm.
"Then the top showdown!"
At this moment, God has finally become serious, the foundation is only a test, and it does not determine life and death. Only without major flaws can it be said to be impeccable.
That subtle difference is not enough to feel the outcome of the entire battle.
But, the strongest power can! "kill!"
In Yu, the gods are not as jealous as other characters, and directly up is the top strength, to kill the young man.
Hey! A magic blade hits the scorpio, and the inexhaustible power swoops down, all falling on the magic blade, so that the magic blade reaches an extremely horrible level, as if there is a demon sitting, falling from the void Come.
This is the devil! Who can suppress?
"Death!"
Desperate to carry the power of the Thunder and the young, to the young man.
He is like an invincible hurricane, and the young man is like a small tree in the hurricane, and it will be overturned.
but.
At that moment, the young man's eyes sparkled, and a wooden sword spurted out in the air. The shocking Tianwei reversed the power and disintegrated the power of the world.
Sting! The wooden sword pierced the endless magic, appeared in the hurricane, and appeared in front of the magic blade.
A faint tremor! The whole world calms down.
Looking at the sky, I looked at the young man on the day, and the eyes were full of blood and covered with scars. He had done his best, but he still looked like a chicken and a dog in front of the man's wooden sword.
Only the real contact can feel the Gestapo that was born in the wooden sword.
The same is the seven-level true God.
But the youth is like a God Lord, looking down on all beings, and he is only a member of all beings.
"What power is this?"
If you lose your mind, you can only ask such a sentence.
"The power of the devil!"
The young man is still in the air, without any joy or loss, as if defeating God is nothing but a trivial little thing.
Desolate in the hearts of the audience.
This character is simply a nightmare, never crossing, just like the demon king.
The whole universe is cheering.
The undead true demon fell to the feet of the youth.
This makes people wake up, the devil is not invincible, Yu is not lacking the arrogance that can demon, in front of the youth, even the peerless real devil is the dregs.
Just because.
In the final blow, the young man was too calm, not as hard as he was, and did not use the peerless merits.
"It’s a nightmare!"
Someone around the battlefield of God King is sighing, and the person who really sees the content of the youth’s attack is afraid to send such a sigh.
Only they can understand what happened just now.
The wooden sword fixed the hurricane, and restrained the magic. When the power came out, there was a space prototype.
This is not a god, but a little god! The enchanting is so, when other people still live?
I am afraid that only the original Devil, Ye Witch, etc. can suppress him?
People's eyes are redder, staring at the wooden sword in the hands of the young man. It turns out that the wooden sword can really fight against the air.
Wooden swordsmanship! More greed! "Sword space?"
Suzaku blinks straight and really doesn't want to face such a metamorphosis.
"It’s just a sword, just talk about what space."
The young man said with a smile. "Of course, if you want, I would be happy to try and see if it can be completely bloomed."
"" Suzaku opened his mouth and wanted to swear.
Does he want to use his own hand to complete the final inverter?
"Although it is only a prototype, there are not many people who have been able to create space at the level of true God, at least not in the world."
The real dragon sighs, not that they are not strong enough, but that the other party is too abnormal.
It would not be surprising if the birth of the real was born, but the young man was only a true god, and this was quite abnormal.
"It's a bit reasonable."
The young man said with a smile: "If you like, I can help you realize the true meaning of space soon!"
"" Really fried hair, I feel that the other party is going to kill it."
That is not comprehension! That is abuse! Don't be afraid when I don't know! "Do you want to improve me?"
The young man looked at the Buddha and asked indifferently.
"" Does the Buddha dare to speak?
Didn’t dare, so he shut up.
"Love the non-attack, is this the Mohist mantra?"
The young man asked amiablely.
"Exactly!"
Xiao Mozi smiled at the forehead.
"So, if I beat you hard, would you still be willing to me?"
Explain for me the truth of love and non-attack?

"" Xiao Mozi looked at the young man with vigilance and felt very dangerous.
Is this a enchanting?
"Or, let's go together!"
The young man said very excitedly. "This is my purpose, but unfortunately no one is satisfied with me."
"The gods shut up completely. They don't care. If they can get rid of the youth, they will definitely do it, but they are even more worried that under the pressure of the joint, the young man may really have room.
This is not persecution or killing! It’s a suicide attack! At this moment, the Buddha is not a Buddha, the Moh is not ink, the gods are bloody, and the Mozu are beheading.
A young man pushes Yu.
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