Vol 12 Chapter 161: Invulnerable

?"Ding!"
Bell sound, the soul is messy.
The crazy demons became more frantic, began to kill each other, and slashed their swords to all the living things in front of them.
The Yangon abbot dropped the squad and rushed into the battlefield, following the direction of the ringing sound, desperate search, and like crazy.
"where is it?"
The monks of the Kyushu world have never heard of the name of the Bone Buddha, but they feel embarrassed by instinct, so she is regarded as a foe.
However, as the abbot of the second fruit Luohan, what I think is not these two words, but to seek an answer.
"Buddha, Bodhisattva! Why, why should you betray my Buddha!"
The heart is full of sorrow, and the face becomes old. He neither dares nor can he regard that one as an enemy.
"You are not making a big vow to turn the world into a pure land of bliss?"
The first person in the Pure Land School, inheriting the Mahayana Buddhism, the first to obtain the Luohan fruit position with the identity of the bhikshuni, the Buddha passed the "No Words Scriptures", which was the glory of the entire Buddhist temple, and even the Pure Land.
After eight more days of robbery, if it is successful, it is the first mortal who has won the Buddha's fruit since the Four Bodhisattvas.
On the nine days above, the six reincarnations, the Buddhism up and down, the public eye-catching, and so on are a white bone, and even sent four big poisonous oaths: the boundless vows to kill, the endless troubles vows to cut, the infinite Buddha vows to destroy, the supreme Buddha vows Absolutely.
The sorrows of the Buddha, the shaking of Buddhism, and the foundation of the Pure Land School have not been restored until today. Many of the sorghum sects of the Pure Land have been confused, and the cultivation has been stagnant since then.
That is, the flesh and blood souls are burned out by the fire, and they must not be super-born forever. He must also ask, what is this for?
However, when he finally found the source of the ringtone, he only found a small skeleton bone, carrying a bell, and laughing and laughing on the heads.
The head turned a half circle and found the abbot of Yangon, squatting on the head of a demon who was maddening. Two pale flames in the eye socket, staring at him with his head, seemed to be asking, "What are you looking for?"
"you are not……"
The Yangon abbot slowed down and found out that it was different. The three bones of the bones were carefully manipulated, but only the burning people did not burn humans. This is really strange, even the bones are too strange. If the legendary bones are such a way to "discriminate good and evil," there is nothing to blame.
Between the chaotic battlefields. In the ringing sound of the singer, he folded his hands together and bowed to the ground: "If you are a bone-bearing person, please show your reasons, and you will die poorly without regrets."
"Monk?" The only sense of wisdom of the demon king was overwhelmed by anger, and he rushed toward the abbot of Yangon, full of teeth and hurricane.
Ming Wang descended from the sky, and a sword smashed the head of the demon king beast and rolled to the front of the Yangon abbot. The bones of the bones stepped on the drum like a pedal, and they did not want to laugh, and finally stopped, and they spurted a three-pointed white bone fire to the abbot of Yangon.
The Yangon abbot retired the Ming Wang, did not hide, and his eyes were firm. The pale flame rushed to the front, and when it was about to burn his eyebrows, he formed sixteen words in the air:
"The color is not empty, the sky is not different. The color is empty, the empty is the color."
"Heart Sutra!?" Yangon abbot stunned. But seeing that the skeleton bones have jumped away, the ringing sounds far away, and the chaos spread.
The Yangon abbot frowned and thought hard. Ming Wang protects the law for him. Constantly killing the demons.
In the semi-dry river, the bones are half buried in the sand.
Xiao An thought in his heart: "First hold the monk, so as not to come to trouble. If you burn those mortals, Castle Peak will be unhappy." Although it is not easy to judge the difference between a mortal and a demonic, if it is not a last resort, she is Not willing to make him sad.
Take the eyes of a group of skeletons. She carefully manipulated the three-bone white bone fire, sometimes aggregated, and sometimes spread. Sometimes rises and sometimes falls.
Juru Bailian blooms, engulfing the devil will be a strong presence of the devil, etc.; scattered like a rain, sprinkled on countless demons.
Ascends to the sky, such as a pale hand, catching the World of Warcraft flying in the air; descending into the soil, such as the water infiltration, even the deep bones of the battlefield under the forest bones are also burned.
She is also always concerned about the movement of Li Qingshan.
With a bang, the brain is splitting. "梼杌" did his best and pinched Li Qingshan’s head.
Tu Wancheng swears: "Look at you still not dead!"
"梼杌" Yang Tian laughed and shook the world.
"Aoyama!" Xiaoan sat up.
The true disciple is discolored, and he is still able to return to the weak "梼杌".
Li Qingshan, who has no head, slammed his smile on the face of "梼杌".
Li Qingshan did not die, a trace of flesh and blood, pieces of broken bones, broken head re-condensed, even a drop of blood was not lost, a hair is not small.
The laughter of Tu Wancheng froze.
The mad flower knife laughed: "This idiot, don't know what is ‘Ashura is not dead?'
Under the care of the vortex, Li Qingshan is almost the real Emperor Ashura. The so-called "Ashuro does not die" is not only a resurrection after death, but also a real immortal body, let alone a head burst, even if it is a whole body explosion. , can be reunited in an instant.
Only the consumption of power is still a problem, and it will die after exhaustion. However, there are endless earth under his feet, as well as the demon magical power - the earth power.
The combination of the two has made the real undead body.
It seems that Ashura is showing him good, come on, try to buy it first, and Ashura is your home.
Li Qingshan smiled and said: "You can't kill me, you are going to die!" A head slammed into the "梼杌" body, screaming, the spirits shattered, and not in the heart.
This trick, "The Cow's Devil's Corner", he used to be familiar with, only the "Tiger Devil's Heart" can be compared with it. Even if you don't have a horn, you can't be afraid of it. You can use it to hit people, and you can infuse more shocks!
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In this stormy offensive, Li Qingshan’s head was blown up again, and his body collapsed and collapsed. He was almost crushed into meat, and
梼杌
alone shot a magic light, splitting him from the middle.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Li Qingshan's two mouths laughed at the same time, simply abandoned all defenses, crazy confrontation, mad knife dance, a pattern of flowers, kneeling on the "梼杌".
The knife wind violently flies, and the red hair is flying like fire. Most of the time, he is a monster with no complete human form. The laughter in the mouth is not like human beings. It seems to be from the vortex in the sky, constantly swaying "梼杌" Hard spirit.
Xiao An lay back with peace of mind.
Everyone looked at it, and Wan Jianfeng thought: "My sword may not be able to smash such a person." Asked Dai Mengfan: "Sister, should we help?"
Dai Mengfan sighed: "This is not something we can intervene, or hide away from it!" This scene, Li Qingshan overwhelming "梼杌" is just a matter of time, if they catch up to help, not only can not help much, maybe It’s too worthless to pull back.
The ground battlefield is also in full swing, the morale of the soldiers is getting higher and higher, and they continue to march, and the steel torrents are unstoppable. They no longer need their helpers.
The heart gave a big breath and revealed a smile that was relieved. It turned out that the sea spirit was respectful and far-sighted. Thanks to this, otherwise half of the people would fall here and they might not be able to win. No, it would be defeated.
"God is God's will!" Lotte is radiant, a white hair turns black, and a wrinkle disappears: "Several brothers and brothers can still lose their convictions orally. You don't have to wait for 30 years. At the end of this battle, he is a true biography." Disciple, maybe a master!"
I can’t be overwhelmed:
Yaozhu’s sister is really good!
Such a character is not limited by the district’s emperor, but the last master, Lin Xuan, is also out of reach. If she can form a Taoist, she is willing to Married.
The war has reached the last minute, and the shadow of horror seems to be dissipating.
At the same time, however, the devils who heard the words of the British philosophers were surprised.
The "Twelve Capitals of the Devils" can form the incarnation of the demon through the totem pole, containing the spiritual will of the demon god, but without the sense of self-determination, all rely on the master of the magic emperor to control.
With the strength of Tuwan City, it is extremely reluctant to control such a huge force. The troops of every demon or emperor are basically around 500,000. This is the limit.
Therefore, there is a huge and unparalleled force in the "梼杌" space. So far, it is only a "one shot, one step, one step, one stroke" three strokes. It is simpler than a normal person, but even one third of the combat power is not played. come out.
The so-called "devil" of the British philosophers, the natural devil is not coming, but the idea of ​​calling the demon god, infused into the incarnation of the devil. In an instant, you can explode a dozen points of combat power, even higher, because the means of the true God is beyond their imagination.
However, even if the devils do not want to see it, first of all, the devil does not necessarily respond to the call. They are not the pets that are on call. There are countless important things that need to be considered, so a "local war" may be fundamental. Not worthy of their distraction. In the corner of the game, winning a victory, the cost may be a global defeat.
Secondly, even if the devil responded to the call ~EbookFREE.me~ the sacrifice is a must, that is, a demon emperor, which is now the "梼杌" in the body of Tu Wancheng. And the twelve devils are all moody, and the consequences of casual interruptions may not be borne by them.
The magic emperors exchanged colors and thought: "This old guy intends to summon the demon consciousness at the beginning and offer "Tu Wancheng" as a sacrifice. Isn't it true that the demon is angered by him, and it is indeed a chaotic pulse! How to be far-sighted and mad in the bones."
"The words of Yingzhe Dao are reasonable!" "Tu Wancheng is a waste, and he should have been taken to sacrifice."
Ying Zhe said: "If this is the case, let's get started! The winners and losers are here!"
"The outcome is here."
The core of the "Twelve Capitals of the Devils" is flickering.
Tu Wancheng’s heart glimpsed as if the disaster was coming, and suddenly looked back:
The old dog of Yingzhe can’t...

A bundle of consciousness descended from the sky and understood the sea, destroying all his will. (To be continued.)