Chapter 310: White Haired Witch Mandala

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Rumbling
There were violent sounds, as if shaking the mountain.
I do n’t know why the black crow ’s secret was suddenly discovered, the green mist spread like a billowing smoke, the earth broke down, the cavernous caves disappeared one after another, and the countless bloodthirsty crows made a frightening cry.
Seeing this scene, the practitioners who had originally explored the treasures in the Black Crow's Secret Realm no longer dared to stop and fled.
Whether it's a master of nature, or a master of Yuanying, they leave at the fastest speed.
Even if they were reincarnation in the temple of Dongfu, Wan Huaiyu, Qin Hao, and others left after a moment of hesitation.
boom
A fierce noise made the Black Crow's mystery shake even more. Within the mystery, 80% of the cave caves were scattered.
Cave temples were also cracked.
"Manda Vanna Witch is coming out"
Fuji monk shrank his head and looked around with a slight horror in his expression.
Gu Qingfeng nodded, and he could see that the seal of Bagua Weiyang had completely broken, and Mandavan would soon be born.
Rumbling
Another loud noise.
The ancient temples are shaking away more and more.
"My dear mother, this movement is also very big." Fuji monk subconsciously pulled out the two sledgehammers hanging around his waist, backed away, and immediately thought, leaning back to Gu Qingfeng, Squinting his throat, he said, "Master, your elders will take care of the little monk later."
"You are also a reincarnation person, and there is a Buddhist altar in your body, what is there to fear?"
"Sealed by gossip Weiyang and repressed by the young Prajna, the Mandala is definitely not the master who usually provokes. How can a young monk be able to provoke it and not be afraid."
Fuji monk has also seen people with strong winds and waves. Before reincarnation, he was not only an immortal, but also a sin immortal. His strength was naturally good, and he was not brave enough, but it was definitely not small.
However, he was still a little scared, and there was a lot of helplessness in it.
I thought that after the reincarnation, there was a Buddhist altar that could take the world by storm. He thought it was so. As he experienced more and more in this world, he found that he wanted more. His mother ’s heaven is still dangerous.
Just investigating Yun Nishang's affairs, I met seven or eight people he couldn't mess with, and even his mother's original sin book came out.
Now there is a witch Mandala who was suppressed by the little Prajna.
What is more frightening is that there is another master here who obeys three lives, three deaths, and three extinctions, even dare to kill.
Fuji monk thinks he's more honest.
Otherwise, you may not know how to die.
Rumbling
Another violent sound came, and the Pingdongfu temple completely collapsed. To be precise, there were no more Lingdong Caves in the entire Black Raven Secret, all of which were dispelled by the earthquake, and there was chaos in the Secret, just like the end of the world.
霎时.
An off-white brilliance rose into the sky, the brilliance of the brilliance was like the sun, and the blood moon boiled, spreading, and jumping, everything in the mystery was reduced to ashes. Guanghua shrouded without exception after the shroud.
"This magic breath is too powerful, isn't it?"
The monk Fuji had a faint golden light around him, holding the double hammers, and looked nervously, saying tremblingly: "General demons have no magic breath, and it is impossible to have such a powerful breath. The demon is not a demon and it is impossible to have such a powerful demon breath. What kind of demon is the mandala?
Gu Qingfeng stood and stood with his hands behind his back, black hair fluttering here, clothes screaming, Jun Xiu's face was slightly heavy, and he responded: "Not only"
more than
Upon hearing this, the monk frightened in fright. If it was more than the true devil, what was his mother ’s god?
With this in mind, the monk Fuji only felt scalp numbness, didn't dare to think about it, and didn't dare to stay on anymore. Saya ran outside, but only halfway, suddenly felt wrong, and felt that his heart sank, and he could not breathe. Feeling, raised his head, looked intently, I saw in the air, I do not know when a woman appeared.
It was a woman in a gray-white shirt.
She is standing in the air, her white hair is wantonly dancing in the wind, her face is extremely beautiful, the beauty is extremely public, the beauty is extremely public, if she dares to compete with the sun and the moon.
When she appeared, the entire black crow's secret place was already covered in gray and white, there was a dead silence in the secret place, no grass was born, there was no vitality, and there was a barren place everywhere.
She just stood there, spreading her arms, slightly raising her head, closing her eyes, as if she was feeling something, when she opened her mouth, it was like a thunder.
"How many years have finally been able to see the sun again"
"Buddha, huh, you have suppressed this account for thousands of years, this palace will never forget, and sooner or later we will get it back."
"When you suppress the palace, you just want the palace to give up the cause and effect, to give up looking for him, huh, the palace will not give up, you stop the palace, the palace will look for it."
"This palace will surely find him, and no one will be able to stop it, no one will be heavenly, neither will Buddhism. I will never give up, and never will."
Mandavan opened his eyes. They were a pair of deep eyes, a pair of eyes burning with strange flames, and a pair of eyes as if they could see everything. She looked at the ancient breeze, just like that, after a moment Then he said, "I know you, it's the good thing that you broke the palace and snatched the acacia flowers of the palace."
"Yes"
The voice of the ancient Qingfeng fell, and the gray-white light shrouded in the black crow's secret area swept away like a storm, and the terror might be as fierce and terrible as the glacier and tsunami.
This is not spiritual power, but a spirit.
A great spiritual power.
This might not only crush one's consciousness instantly, but also obliterate one's soul.
In the distance, the monk Fuji not tolerated the tension in his heart and resisted his heart.
On the opposite side, the ancient breeze still stood and stood. When the great spiritual power of the Mandavan came over, the ground exploded, as if it were a volcanic eruption ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A particularly violent flame When it burns, the flame looks like purple, and when it burns, it goes backwards, as if it burned the sky, and it burned.
This is also not spiritual power, but also a great spiritual power.
Rumbling
The glacial tsunami in Mandavan is vast and fierce, and the purple flames of the ancient breeze are rampant and overwhelming.
The two men ’s great mental powers are more terrible than one, and more terrible than one.
Fuji monk sat on the ground with his knees folded, folded his hands together, chanted the scriptures, and flashed a faint golden brilliance all over his body, which resembled a Buddha image.
The game of great spirits is not something that ordinary people can afford to play. It is impossible to say that even the immortals of this world can't afford to play.
Yes.
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