Chapter 9: A leaf

Dharma Academy.
The black devilish energy spread out the cover, madly shrouded in all directions, and the Shaolin Temple disciples who had been controlled by the evil spirit energy invaded the candles, all mentally confused and quickly sank.
In the depths of the rich black magic energy, a faint light of Buddha was slowly burning like a candlelight.
The Buddha's light is misty, struggling to contend with the black magic energy.
The Buddha's light does not matter for a long time. Once the Buddha's light is extinguished, Shaolin Temple will become a demon world on earth.
"President Huiwen, give up, so that you can never control your mind, and the Devil Buddha will be terrifying!"
The truth is so slow.
Now that the heads of the Shaolin Temple sports academies have lost all their strengths and resisted, the Abbot Huiwen insisted that it didn't matter for a long time, and the true love master was already in his grasp.
"Fortunately, the head of the institute and the abbot may be introduced to the Bodhidharma Institute. Otherwise, once a certain Chinese person is allowed to leave and use the Shaolin Temple's heritage, I am afraid that it will not be possible to destroy Shaolin Temple."
A trace of genuine emotion flashed through.
Shaolin Temple, if you don't have a master of martial arts, even if you don't have a first-class monk, you can control the foundation of the book, but block the generation.
Thing and.
No matter how strong the background is, I can use it again with the heart.
But now, Shaolin Temple's people who used their own heritage have been wiped out.
Zhan Zai Zhenqing was preparing to break up, completely like Abbot Jue Huiwen, as if feeling the control, his face changed drastically.
"this is?"
The true feelings are raised up, and the society is ordered to store the scriptures.
In the feeling of true feelings, the breath of the mere sun seems to be like a sword, easily breaking through the mighty black magic energy.
The endless black magic energy is also the force of the demon Buddha, and although I am illusory, even if I am a second-rank martial artist, if I accidentally, I will be deeply trapped.
Located here, the breath force of the mere yang, the black magic energy is like a thin paper? It shatters with one touch.
next moment.
This breath crosses a distance of thousands of meters, and instantly controls the true feelings.
"No child!!"
The true feeling scalp exploded? This solution violently retreated and avoided.
Things are already late.
The breath of Zhigangzhiyang pierced through the heart of the true love eyebrows, and a ‘swish’ fell on the ancient clock facing the body.
block! !
The magnificent chimes resounded.
"or......"
Sincerely looking at nothing, exploded as a bomber.
Losing the source of the devil energy, the mighty devil energy that enveloped Xiaobanzhong Shaolin Temple, but the quick build visible to the naked eye dissipated.
Going to the plane and preparing to explode? Abbot Huiwen, who understands how to create true feelings, is in a daze.
Dreaming on behalf of the mind and not controlling it? The true love dynasty exploded first...
"wrong."
"Not blew up."
"I broke up."
Abbot Huiwen is worthy of being a veteran second-rank martial artist, and after a while, he will become knowledgeable.
Exhibition at this time.
Hum! ! !
A faint demon energy condensed? Measure the square next to condense and divide the ‘true love’ of the Chinese side.
"Or death?"
True feelings are cold and sweaty.
Just now, Ru Tsi was not the'replacement of death' by the inheritor of the Demon Buddha. Debike is probably already dead.
Even if it is true love, there is no luck at all. It is a forbidden technique to ‘replace death’. Each descendant of the demon Buddha will automatically use a positive one in his life.
True love is only white? Looking at the ancient clock not far away.
Each saw a piece of withered yellow leaves running through the five ancient bells.
"A fallen leaf?"
"Or the animal died on a fallen leaf?"
The true feelings set off a huge wave in my heart.
If the next generation died on a certain magic weapon? It fell to admit himself.
It's a fallen leaf...
What kind of existence does it actually exist? A piece of fallen leaves that are uncommon and uncommon?
The true feelings are difficult but the intention arises.
"Pay back..."
Feeling the true feelings and touching the eyebrows, even if you use the ‘death for death’ to survive? Instead of feeling that the eyebrows faintly conceal the breath of the sun to the sun, like a shadow, it continues to dissolve the evil spirit within the work.
In front of the breath of the utterly shining yang? The true feeling strength is not one in ten? I am afraid that even the head of the third grade Academy can't beat it again.
"The inferiority of Shaolin Temple is unfathomable..."
The abbot Huiwen with a shocked face behind Zhenqingshe Shi? Knowing that he should leave.
If you don't leave, not only will Shaolin Temple be destroyed? I understand that I am planted here.
Intent to control this, sincerely without hesitation, the magic shadow of ten is one, and it is far away.
Abbot Huiwen saw this scene? But he didn't do anything about it.
The strength of true feelings is greatly damaged, so why not?
Sneak attack under the control of True Feeling? Invaded by Demon Qi again, Abbot Huiwen's injury is more sensitive than True Feeling.
...
There are many Shaolin Temples.
The magic shadow jumped frantically.
"Damn damn it."
"The exhibition is almost, the exhibition is almost!!!"
True love is only mad.
The solid object of the descendant of the Demon Buddha is strong enough to be ten times stronger in the demon mind, and it will enter the second or even the first grade in a short time.
Every one of the descendants of the Demon Buddha, his mood was completely distorted, and the complete destruction of Shaolin Temple was his lifelong goal.
In addition, the life span of the descendants of the Demon Buddha is shorter, the month is older and the exhibition is dead.
"I just broke up, but Luoyesha may at least be a first-grade master."
"Duqi is also an extremely powerful First-Rank Grand Master!"
"Doesn't Shaolin Temple have no sage monk to sit in?"
Zhenqing took a deep breath, and looked back at Shaolin Temple: "The first grade master of the body, shouldn't you come here?"
However, the exhibition is slightly relieved in the true feelings.
The quiet voice of that year resounded without delay.
"So is looking for or?"
boom! ! !
The hairs of true love stand up, and the source of the fate is also at the moment.
The men in gray monks' robes are looking at the generation.
"Make it?"
The truth is that Su Qin is familiar with it.
The true love is in the magic and power, although the material is a good talent in the Arhat Academy, he still worships the Shaolin Temple with Su Qin for a while.
Each of Suqin and Qin was a Chinese monk who swept foreign monks.
"Yes!"
The true feelings and thoughts turned quickly, and in the end five ringed through who Su Qin was.
In any case, Su Qin was a disciple of the five ‘true’ generation with his descendants. When he visited the Shaolin Temple, Zhenqing also said a few words with Su Qin.
However, as Su Qin was taken advantage of to prepare a handyman’s house, I swept foreign monks as a whole, and the true feelings were no longer in contact with Su Qin.
In Zhenqingshe, Dai and Suqin's commentators are two types of people, no matter if it is now or in the future, it is important not to go together.
Even now, the truth is that I am the descendant of the Demon Buddha, and Su Qin has not been taken seriously.
"Why did you make this place?"
The more true love, the more Su Qin was frightened.
Although Su Qinbi engraved in the face of power, he wanted to be like an ordinary Taoist, without internal force fluctuations, the more the position is like the comparison, the more the feeling is wrong.
Who is the generation?
Descendants of Demon Buddha! Even if it is controlled by volume and creation, the position is easy to show, but it makes Xun Pingwu's heart tremble, let alone a general Taoist like Qin?
Ruci Su Qin is really a general Taoist, should Bicher scare his heart and only have soft legs?
When Zhanzhe was frightened and suspicious that he was not at home, Su Qin looked calm and said something to change Dai Bowu's color:
"If you take a blow or a blow, the thing will not die, the demon Buddha is not simple."
boom!
The expression of true feeling froze, and his body retreated hundreds of meters violently, as if facing a major enemy, as if facing life and death.
"Who is it?"