: 838. You are dead and white.

The hope in the heart is a must, and the means that Yan Zhaoge exerts on the young monks makes the other party feel extraordinarily strong.
The means of Yan Zhaoge can fully keep the other's senses clear and keep the mind calm, so that he can easily ask questions.
Of course, the pain caused by the penalty is even more obvious.
The young monk clenched his teeth and insisted on it while using the remaining reason and calmness to think.
"The sword of the immortality passed down by the Qing Dynasty...not like it."
"I am a Buddhist monk...not like it."
"Those who believe in evil spirits and evil spirits...not like."
"Yu Qing's inheritance, the ten volumes of the first day of the book, the Promise of the Book of Heaven ... broke the inheritance for too long, can not be determined."
"The congenital of the river Tullow's book? The Taiqing one pulse is congenital five Taizhi, the fist of Taiyi? In the nine secluded, no phase magic?"
At this time, the young monks flashed a few possibilities that they knew: "The inheritance of these three martial arts may not have heard the news for a long time. Which kind of re-born?"
But no matter which one, it can't change a fact.
If it is not the top figures of their own Buddhism, they have special considerations and deliberately do not shoot, that is, Yan Zhaoge has the ability to block the Buddha light communication!
His own group of people was killed here, and he was not able to know that he was a high-powered Buddha.
It is very likely that I don’t know the location, and I don’t know it’s the hand of Yan Zhao’s song.
His own group of people died of white death, this young man in front of him, can still go unpunished!
At this point, Rao is a young man who has always been determined and tenacious, and can not help but feel the sense of despair: "I have seen his shots before, and I can't see the traces of those lost."
Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at him: "The big monk, it seems that Yan did not do anything, and there is no karma to report to me."
"At least, for a moment, this retribution can't wait."
"I have time to talk to you and see how long you have to do it."
The young monk snorted and the color of despair was full of sight.
He resisted the voice: "The donor wants you to get anything from the barren!"
As I said, there was a sudden burst of blue and green glass in the body.
Bei Ming’s intention to suppress, but now this Buddha light is not a means to resist himself, but to act on the young man himself.
Yan Zhao’s eyes flashed, and immediately reached out to the chest of the monk. The palm of the hand contained chaos and operated the Promise Heaven Calligraphy Gate to resolve this Buddha light.
But the Buddha light is not released, but it is faint in the body of the deaf.
A clean meaning is revealed, and silence is silent.
The young monk whispered a buddha: "I am compassionate."
From then on, there was no sound, the eyes were slightly stunned, the light was extinguished, and the eyes were like clay sculptures.
The surface of his skin floated a layer of pale gold, making the whole person look like a golden Buddha statue.
There is no smell in the body, it is directly so lonely.
Yan Zhaoge looked at the young monks in front of him unexpectedly, watching the other body gradually collapse and become a pale gold relic, quietly staying in the palm of Bei Ming.
"Hey, it's a perfect self-destruction. Is it true that these big monks are not able to get a confession?"
Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "I don't know if it can be done to achieve a certain level of Buddhism, or can it be done as long as it is this type of Buddhist monk?"
"I just had some big ideas. I knew that I would leave a few more live, and I can experiment one by one now."
Yan Zhaoge looked at the relic: "The Buddha's light is completely destroyed, but it is impossible to guide the position of other Buddhist masters. It seems to be the last resort. It will not be done until the hope is completely lost."
"The courage and determination of self-destruction is not for everyone, but for the mad believers, it is difficult to say."
Yan Zhao song sighed and put away the relic.
He finally looked back at St. Foshan: "You can only record the location here. When the time is ripe, come back and see."
This place, how much still let Yan Zhao song care.
The huge white elephant has been completely killed by Panpan.
At this time, Panpan, the body shape has been restored to normal size, with Yan Zhaoge and Bei Ming split together to return to the Dragon Temple.
The relics of Yan Zhao’s songs in the hands of the monks: "Although they are destroyed, they contain Buddha light, just like the previous Buddhist monks who were killed by me."
When Buddha light entered chaos, it was completely annihilated and could not be preserved.
In the group of dragons, Feng Yunying looked at Yan Zhao’s song: "Will the other person not find it again?"
Yan Zhaoge said: "These Buddhist monks should be the closest to this side of the concealed world, the self-defeating monk, who is the highest Buddhist monk in the vicinity."
"If the other is a stronger Buddhism, if you can't know the situation in time, it will take some time to find it."
Feng Yunqi breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Listen to those who have a clear pulse, the top of the Buddha should be able to know that you are killing talents here, but now it is not seen, is there a misunderstanding?

Yan Zhao said: "It is not the case. The situation they said is real. If you encounter a Buddha opponent in the future, you should pay special attention to this."
"The reason why I didn't move after I murdered was because when I started, I turned into a few points of the magical magic, and covered it, blocking the other party's communication."
"This is a very good magical power, chaos, and not easy to practice, but now that we know that there are special means for opponents, we also need to be prepared."
Yan Zhaoge explained: "I will teach you a few points later on, and you should not be chaotic, just use it as a means."
The incomparable magical scriptures, derived from the incomparable demon, are one of the top devils in the Nine Secrets, the legendary mythical giants.
This magical power is the most excellent of the magical martial arts collection in the collection of the Temple of Heaven.
It is only the strongness of the magic, but also the imagination, which will affect people's minds.
Feng Yunqi and others nodded.
Ah Hu touched his lips: "Bi Wang Tian’s high girl mentioned that Longquan Emperor surnamed the dragon..."
Yan Zhaoge nodded: "Sun Zhongda once mentioned that there is a special inheritance of the Shangqing vein, which originated from his uncle who is surnamed Long, who wants to come to the high school girl."
He suddenly moved to ask questions because he thought of this.
Longquan Emperor left the upper bounds of the world and stayed in Biyoutian, which is likely to be voluntary.
Through the description of Gao Qing, between Longquan Emperor and Xuanhuang, although it is a combination of a strong woman and a weak man, the couple is extremely loving.
The strongmen of this level have such an emotional foundation. Whatever the Longquan Emperor, how can the Emperor Xuanqiang force the husband to break into the shackles and do this humiliating thing?
Of course, from the perspective of the upper bounds and Biyoutian, it is not wrong to say that Longquan the Great is a singer, but this is not the case, the concept is different.
This emperor is born in the upper bound of Yuqing, and one of his sons and grandsons is allowed to return to the upper bounds to settle down and settle down. It is impossible.
Do you think of the big men in the upper bounds as rebellious? (To be continued.) 8