Chapter seven hundred and twenty-two Teach in red (3)
Tong Pang, the young master of Niumo Mountain, inherited the Taoist way from the ancient Niumo Road.
He incarnated as an ancient ox demon warrior, screaming and trampling on the emptiness, which made the area completely chaotic, and the entrant would die instantly.
"Hum"
Hundreds of thousands of people staring at Wu abandoned this "reckless" person pointed out.
For a moment, in the chaotic area, pang suddenly passed through a brilliant red flame and went away from the virtual depths.
The flame is enchanting, it appears instantly, and after the explosion, it turns out that a flower is bigger than the lotus petals and stamens, and the speed of the brilliant red flame rolling up is faster than that.
What is astounding and inexplicable is that the brilliant red flame looks very rare, but the flame in all people’s induction exudes a kind of purification than pure breath, and the light makes people’s minds and souls instantly peaceful. A petal of a huge fire lotus is folded and Tong Pang’s dozens of feet are wrapped in it.
"bang!"
It is also a burst of exclamation from the mouth of hundreds of thousands of fairy monks in Longshan vein
Compared with Wang Yang, the knowledge of the mainland monks in Zhongzhou obviously wins.
Wu abandoned a pointed out that the eyes fell on a rare red-violet and put it in an instant to wrap Tong Pang’s terrible body than a cow demon.
This scene fell into the eyes of the spectators, and many monks recognized that the enchanting ratio exuded purification and light. What is the flame?
But the first mouth was not Fang’s hundreds of thousands of fairy monks, but another area high, which was wrapped in a number of white swords and mangs like a young monk.
Sword god in white! Tiangui Palace, the Lord of Shaogong, reads it for nothing!
At this time, this young god’s face is still full of pride, but looking at Wu’s eyes is no longer like looking at a worm before, but showing a trace of dignity seems to abandon Wu on the spot.
In his brother’s place, even those powerful and harmonious conditions can make a tianjiao, the 52nd in the Tianjiao list, show such eyes and be proud of himself for many years.
But Wu abandoned it is even did not change a face.
The cold sound came out from the sword-mans world and sounded the Hualong Mountain Range.
"Red-violet industry fire! Are you from the West Pole Buddha? "
In one bite, Wu abandoned the enchanting flame, revealing its origin and guessing its origin.
Red-violet industry fire If some knowledgeable monks in mainland China know this incredible fire between heaven and earth, it is the flame of the West Pole Buddha.
And only that eminent monk Buddha who inherit the profound Buddhist teachings can summon this flame.
Karma fires burn all the sins in this world, and karma purifies heaven and earth with unimaginable power.
It is the enchanting red-violet industry that shows its arrogance, which will show that kind of equal vision to Wu Abandon.
Because even in ancient times, when the Xianmo Daoism system was flourishing, the Naxi Polar Region was always a Buddhist territory, and both Xiandao and Modao entered the country.
There are hundreds of millions of monks in mainland China, most of whom are practicing fairy magic.
When entering the peak of HeDao to spend the Armageddon, Godsworn XianDao is soaring to the celestial realm, while Godsworn Magic is soaring to the magical realm. Monks and Buddhists are all soaring to the Buddhist realm. Although all the heavens and all the worlds are at the same time, the division of power is stricter than that of Buddhism. It is naturally not good to attack and grab a large territory by two major forces.
After reading the mouth, I didn’t get an answer from Wu Abandon, but it was Wu Abandon’s former similar eyes.
Just before counting interest, Wu abandoned his eyes to Tong Pang and smiled with interest at the corners of his mouth.
"Killing kendo? More and more interesting! "
The insipid sound was spit out from Wu’s mouth. It was not as arrogant and domineering as when Pang Tong read these two tianjiao mouths, but the middle and high were hundreds of thousands of monks, and everyone could get it clearly than induction.
If Pang Tong and Bai Yue are proud of Zhongzhou dialect because of their peerless arrogance and impressive fighting power, this handsome young monk will regard himself as the master of this world, and a word will decide one’s life and death fate.