Chapter 396: Heavenly book

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Seeing the inheritance of the Lei family, the monk actually changed the greed of the past, and made a horrible blow to destroy the statue.
"Dead vulture." Purple roared, the endless murder in the eyes, but one step later, his reaction was slow.
"Haha, Zi Yan, I also let you feel it, inheriting the taste of being interrupted." The monk laughed and looked very crazy, and the whole body was golden and shining in the statue.
The energy of the scorpion surging, the monk almost hit a full blow, and the whole void was shaking.
"boom."
Not waiting for the monk's attack to fall, the statue appeared on the horror atmosphere, like the advent of Tianwei, the horror energy swept everything, and instantly drowned the monk's attack, while the monk came fast, went fast, and was directly beaten out. This world.
Moreover, from the perspective of insurance, the protective mask of the body that was propped up in advance was directly smashed, and the monk had a big mouth and hemoptysis, and his face was pale and incomprehensible.
"Haha, you are a bad monk with a smoke, you should be unlucky, but it is a pity that you didn't kill you." This time, the purple cicada laughed, and the face was gloating, and the konjac was also a mocking monk.
Next to it, several women from Guangyue Pavilion were stupid, and the relationship between Ziyan and the monk was too complicated to make them faint.
Along the way, we must say that the two are friends, they believe, but it is not surprising to see the style of the two at the moment.
"Why are you dying with a smokeless monk?"
Zi Yan shook his head and sighed, deliberately showing off, and did not step into the realm where the statue is.
The monk wiped the blood from his mouth and was very unwilling. He did not destroy the statue, but he also had another plan, that is, he realized the skills of the Lei people.
"Hey."
He once again turned into a golden light and rushed toward the statue, but he was quickly beaten out and flew again, unable to enter.
"Hey, monk, this is my thing, you don't have to dream." Zixiao laughed, looked up and walked, and strode toward the other side.
As the brilliance flashed, Ziyan entered the world where the statue was located, and suddenly he felt a vast expanse of heaven, his eyebrows, lightning flashes flashing, and even the statues were lit up.
After that, a silver light appeared, filling the whole world of statues and protecting the purple scorpion inside.
Obviously, Zi Yan is inherited.
The monk is close again. It is very unwilling to make a series of attacks against the void, but it has no use and is very frustrating.
"Master, you are not a friend with Zi Yan, why should you destroy him to inherit." Asked the month of the inheritance of the month, asked doubts.
"Friends, we are not friends." The monk turned his head and smiled slightly. He said: "In the words of Buddhism, we only have a fate, but it is a fate."
"Buddha pays attention to karma, and before the sables destroy the inferiority and inherit it, now it is also a cause and effect to destroy his inheritance."
"But he is unintentional." The moon looked at the monk and said seriously.
"No, he is intentional, everything is due, there must be fruit, and the pursuit of poverty is cause and effect, there is no harm to the person." The words, the monk once again made a blow to the void.
"Boom."
The virtual earthquake, the energy scrolls, but still does not destroy the inheritance of the purple.
A few people are speechless, especially when they see the monk’s expression so serious, I really don’t know what to say.
During this period, the monk played a series of attacks, even threatening to use the Dan soldiers, but also let the people of Guangyue Pavilion speechless.
The middle-aged beautiful woman can't lend him naturally, and Zi Yan can be considered good to them.
"Poor and unbelief, Buddhism pays attention to good and evil, and blasphemy, blasphemy, why can we accept the inheritance safely, not to say that the wicked have their own evil people to grind." The monk was unwilling to make a big drink, his voice rolling, shaking the sky.
"Well."
But his voice has just fallen, and there is a real voice that sounds like a thunder, with strange power, appearing from a distance, and swaying toward the silver world.
"boom."
The reappearance of the mantra, the world where the purple scorpion is located, instantly collapsed, the inheritance was forcibly interrupted, the purple scorpion figure fell, and the endless sculptures were turned into fragments, which disappeared.
The monk was paralyzed, and he never thought that it was really the wicked person who had his own wickedness, but turned his head, but did not see the wicked, just saw an old man, standing in the air.
The people of Guangyue Pavilion are also looking at this scene with ignorance. The old man in the air is the old man who passed down to the monk.
"Old vulture." The inheritance was interrupted, the purple roared, and the eyes spewed.
"Amitabha, good and good, bad and bad, not not reported, time has not arrived." The old man clasped his hands together, the treasure is solemn, and gradually returned to nothingness.
"I will report you, you still inherit." Purple sullen drink, a little under the foot, shot into the air, like a golden light, but not waiting to reach the old man, the latter has disappeared, no trace.
"Haha, it really is good and evil, I am wise, I am compassionate." The monk laughed, a gloating scene.
"You are a monk with a smoldering smoke, it's all you, break my inheritance, and today, Xiaoye will send you on the road."
The purple scorpion fell from the sky, causing the earth to tremble, and then, rushing toward the monk, the infinite murder.
"boom."
Another fierce battle took place. This time, Zi Yan was really angry and made a strong attack.
It is no longer a simple sparring, but a real killer.
The tremors of the sky trembled, and a golden fingerprint fell, with a horrible breath. At the same time, the purple scorpion came forward, playing a hegemonic punch, glaring and punching, and the stabbing person could not open his eyes.
In the distance, the people of Guangyue Pavilion looked completely.
The two are simply wonderful, always fighting, but it is clear that the battle is even stronger.
"The purple scorpion is the strongest enchanting, the warrior who has unparalleled combat power, and is even comparable to the good and evil monks."
"The monks have mastered a number of great supernatural powers in Buddhism, which is a big realm higher than the purple scorpion, and they cannot be suppressed."
A few people were amazed, and the two were playing in the dark.
The monk's protective body mask, shaking several times, swaying and smashing, was almost shattered several times.
"Hey."
Guanghua flashed, and the purple scorpion appeared again in two bodies, each hitting a punch and slamming to the monk.
"Well."
The monk is not to be outdone, the six-word mantra appears, and instantly annihilates the two avatars. At the same time, the power of the mantra collides with the energy of the sable, and renders endless golden light.
A big battle lasted for several hours, and during this period, the people of Guangyue Pavilion continued to persuade.
Eventually, the battle stopped.
The monk's body mask was directly broken by the sable and the konjac. At the same time, the fist fell like a raindrop, and the monk hit a black-eyed blue.
The sable is also uncomfortable, suffered some injuries, and the eyes are somewhat swollen.
"Monk, next time, I have to ask for your life."
"Hey, let me talk when you have that strength."
Although the two men had a truce, but they were not idle, they still reprimanded each other and said something swearing.
"You are a dead vulture with a smoke, which temple burns the wrong incense and burns you."
"You broke my inheritance before, why don't you say it, good and evil have reported, you are taking it by yourself, even the Buddha can't stand it."
"The Buddha, don't let me see him, or else one day, I want to beat him like a pig."
An hour has passed.
"I don't bother to pay attention to your vulture." Zi Yan took a sip of water, and the scorpion was a little dry.
He thought that he had reached the finish line, and once again took out the tokens. After glanced at it, his look was a glimpse. I saw this golden route, still guiding forward, and did not reach the end.
"Is there any inheritance in front of it." The eyes of Zi Yan, instantly lit up, as for the unhappiness that was interrupted before, has long been forgotten.
With the lightning mark, Zi Yan accepts the speed of inheritance is not slower than the monk, even if it is interrupted midway, important things have long been realized.
"Go, hurry."
After that, Zi Yan urged, holding the token, rushing toward the front.
The people of Guangyue Pavilion also kept up with it. As for the monk, after a little hesitation, they followed closely.
According to Jin Guang, the purple scorpion is just a few dozen miles away. It is to see a rippling space, obviously the exit here.
"Hey."
The purple scorpion stepped out, the next moment, it was closed eyes, glaring brilliance, almost flashing his eyes.
The people of Guangyue Pavilion also came in one after another. After that, they were all exclaimed, and they closed their eyes and took a moment to adapt.
This is a beautiful space, dazzling, emitting colorful light, like a huge passage, going deep into the distance.
The crowd was curious with three points, seven doubts, and walked toward the other side of the passage. During this period, no danger was encountered.
There are only a few channels in the channel, and when they reach the end, they are all exclaimed.
I saw the front of the channel, a Taiji diagram, blocked there.
One black and one white, the two ultimate energy is flowing, emitting a radiant glow, and each light is like a peerless blade, emitting endless murder.
The Taiji figure rotates, the light is like a peerless blade, and the sound of screaming makes everyone stop and dare not go forward.
So killing the machine, so bright and sharp, it is absolutely easy to kill everyone.
"A channel formed by a Taiji diagram is full of peerless murders. This is not the place where the saints are buried."
"Don't we have to go through here~EbookFREE.me~ Several women's faces are whitish, so peerless, once they get close, they will be twisted into fly ash in an instant, and Dan soldiers will have to be smashed.
And even if you hold the foundation, you may not be able to pass.
At this time, the rotating Taiji diagram suddenly stopped running, and the peerless murder also disappeared in a flash.
The two yin and yang eyes in the yin and yang picture are suddenly bright, and the light is shining, like two deep passages, leading to the inexplicable land.
In Yangyang studies, these two channels, one represents the student and one represents the death.
"How do we get in, whether it is from the door or the dead door." Several people looked at the purple, waiting for the other side to take the idea.
From the time of appearance to the present, Zi Zi was hard to be silent, and he did not speak a word and fell into meditation.
But at this time, among the purple seas, the one-page book actually trembled.