Chapter 695: Never call the donor again
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History’s Strongest Shopkeeper
- Scorching Sun of South
- 1450 characters
- 2021-02-25 06:09:04
Above the sky, the huge Buddha shadow heard Zhou Yang's voice, and there was no slight fluctuation in his face. The big hand that shot to Zhou Yang did not have a trace of detention, and he took it straight.
Fighting against the Buddha Sun Wukong face is a flash of gloom, after a millennium, he once again saw the Buddha's shot, the only momentum that I can only contend with.
"It seems that I can only be a monk in Buddhism."
Fighting against the Buddha Sun Wukong eyes flashed a thick bitterness, he is a monkey, turned out to be the battle of the Great Leiyin Temple to win the Buddha, every day to hold the Buddha.
For a good-moving, hilarious monkey, this is a never-ending tribulation.
He also intends to wait for his own strength to surpass the Buddha, and to turn out the Great Leiyin Temple. Now he sees that the Buddha is like a star who takes the stars and he knows that he is getting away from the road of the Great Leiyin Temple. It is still very long, even endless. .
"I have seen the world."
The Guanyin Bodhisattva and the four kings are all exposed to the enthusiasm of the gods. In their hearts, the Buddha is their pure land, the other side of them, omnipotent and omniscient.
At random, it is to shoot out the giant palms that cover the sky. This kind of horrible power can be used to kill the gods and suppress the heavens.
"so horrible."
The celestial beings of the heavens feel the horror fluctuations emitted by the giant palm face, mixed with a strong scent of destruction. I am afraid that they will kill all the gods they fight, and all of them will retreat quickly.
Until the retreat to thousands of feet, the gods were able to stop their bodies and look at the majestic figure in the sky with awe.
The figure seemed to occupy the entire sky, covering the sun and the moon and becoming the center of the heavens and the earth.
"Yang Hao, are you going to escape today?"
The jade emperor under the pot of the devil, looking at the giant palm in the sky, flashed a trace of surprise in the eyes, and then to the judicial god, Yang Lan, cold and cold.
This palm is enough to blow up a majestic mountain and smash an ancient star. The Jade Emperor does not believe that the judicial god, Yang Lan, has the ability to catch this palm.
"Hehehe·······"
The judicial god, Yang Lan, chuckled a few times, and did not even return his head. His eyes were full of jokes.
If the Buddha comes directly to him, he may need to fight the Buddha as he is, and he will die if he is a Buddha.
Although the judicial Tian Yang has entered the Wanjie Building for a short time, he also heard that Zhou Yang once put a big day under the Qisha Mountain Peak and sentenced him to five million years.
The seven-color mountain peaks towering into the sky, straight into the sky, much more magnificent than the Five Elements Mountain.
Other masters who have been suppressed by Zhou Yang are also numerous, and once they have wiped out a world.
If Buddha is stronger than him, and is much stronger, but compared with Zhou Yang, the Buddha's realm may not be enough.
"You take it, the scent of this world is absorbed by you, don't kill him."
Zhou Yang glanced at the pottery jar and whispered.
The swallowing pot can be said to be an imperial sect, or it can be said to be part of the monk's great emperor. This is a strange imperial concubine refining by the devil's body.
"Booming!"
Zhou Yang’s words should just fall, the swallowing of the magic pot can be safely revived, swallowing the heavens and the square, and absorbing the light of the eight stars, the entire heavenly energy of the heavens gathered together and did not enter the can.
The swallowing of the magic pot, like a person resurrected, the pressure of the heavens, shaking the three realms, the powerful people around the world are born with a strange sense.
"Hey!"
The swallowing tank shakes, the lid flies up, and the smog is shining. The horrible fluctuations are radiating on it. The tank is like a bottomless pit, engulfing the energy of Sunday, as if to swallow the whole world.
The scent of the world of the Lotus Lantern is no more advanced than the energy of some forbidden places in the world of the sky, but the fairy tales in the world of the Lotus are too long.
This kind of long biomass can not only make the immortal immortal, but also keep the gods in the swallowing pot in the peak state for a long time without needing others to wake up.
If the huge palms that the Buddha took out were directly absorbed into the cans by the swallowing pots, they became the essence of the swallowing magic pot.
"咕噜~"
At this moment, the celestial beings of the heavens, as well as the Guanyin Bodhisattva of Buddhism, couldn't help but swallow the water, and the eyes flashed through the thick sorrow. All the people were completely stunned and completely lost the ability to think.
A magic weapon, without the need for human control, even broke out such a terrible power.
Just a swallow, it swallowed the Buddha's vast palms and became the essence of self-absorption.
This magic weapon is too bad!
Sitting on the huge Buddha shadow above the sky, the hand grabbed the right hand of the orchid, and it shook a little.
"She became a woman!"
The eyes of the people have already been transferred from the high Buddha on the other side to the magic pot on the other side, and the net altar messenger suddenly screamed.
The tangible tank was swallowed and digested by the giant palm of the Buddha, and it gradually became blurred. It turned into a woman with white fluttering, long hair shawl, and peerless independence, such as immortality, such as the holy world. , transcendental.
The eyes of everyone's curiosity are all looking at the figure in the sky. Is this kind of peerless woman having a look of how to pour the country?
"How can I not see her appearance?"
Everyone was disappointed. This white-haired woman, with a face mask, covered her face, which made people look invisible, couldn’t see clearly, but had no sense of the past, and attracted others to look at it. she was.
"Fairy········"
The net ambassador, the pig, the whole person is stunned, just looking at the back of the woman in white, he feels drunk, perhaps this is a beautiful fairy.
He just wanted to ask for his name. As a result, the white woman's beautiful woman gently swept over and looked at it. The net ambassador, the pig, did not dare to breathe, and he sneaked into the back of the Buddha's victory.
This beautiful white woman is so terrible that he dares not to marry.
"It’s not a great man."
Zhou Yang shook his head and praised.
This kind of supreme style is still far behind.
"Amitabha, the Lord...········"
It’s already far beyond him to know that he’s got into trouble with this big horror.
She just wanted to explain it, but she was greeted with a white palm, and she patted his head.
This kind of white palm is too fast, and for a moment, it seems to come from the void, and it is shot on the head of the big day.
"Hey!"
The white palm fell on the huge Buddha shadow, and the Buddha shadow exploded. A Buddha wearing a koi was bloodless, spit blood, and mad.
It is the Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple.
"donor·······"
If the Buddha’s eyes flashed a trace of sorrow~EbookFREE.me~ Who is this woman with a bronze mask, is it the woman who opened up this world?
Otherwise why is the strength so terrible, and why is it so supreme?
"brush!"
It is a pity that the monk did not answer, and the eyes of the gods shot the light, the black hair flew, and the slap in the face of the Buddha once again.
The light rains and falls, such as the petals flying, this is the power of the flying fairy created by the great man.
"Snapped!"
If the Buddha is once again taken by a slap in the palm of his hand, the golden body of the sentient beings will be cracked, and the whole body will be dissatisfied with the cracks in the body. It seems like a broken glass man will crush when he touches it gently.
"Next time, no more people will be called."
Before the Buddha fainted, a firm thought echoed in his mind.
He was afraid that he would call the donor again next time, and he would think of the white palm of today, and the body couldn’t help it.