Dragon-Marked War God

The ancient Buddha is getting quieter and quieter, and the violent temperament of his body is gradually fading. He seems to have seen himself from the monk's body and saw the familiar atmosphere, so the potential consciousness seems to be somewhat budding.

"Buddha respects sin."

The monk saw the changes of the ancient Buddha, and quickly seized the opportunity, and the light of the light reached the eyebrows of the ancient Buddha. The body of the ancient Buddha could not help but sway, only the moment of effort, the violent atmosphere that had been stimulated in the body. It is completely cleaned up.

The monk waved his hand and the light of tempering rushed out of the ancient Buddha body. Once again, he fell into the hands of the monk. He was absorbed into the body. He could not control the ancient Buddha with a light of light. He was with a sincere heart. I dare not be slow and disrespectful to the ancient Buddha.

Oh...

A relic appeared in the eyebrows of the monk, and the relics of the four glory of the singer did not rush out from the eyebrows of the monk, but only emerged from the illusion, exudes pure incomparable light.

The ancient Buddha was attracted by the relics of the relics, and quickly raised his eyes. The empty dice, when he saw the relic, actually radiated a strange brilliance.

"Buddha, the disciple will overtake you and help you to live."

The monk said with great respect, he put his hands together and prayed to the ancient Buddha.

The ancient Buddha is there, the whole scene is silent, everyone is full of expectation, expecting a miracle to happen, expecting the monk to really stop the ancient Buddha, then their lives will be saved, as for the nine Dropping the earth's fairy milk, or the baby in the ancient temple, has become completely unimportant. After experiencing the life and death of the past, people will only cherish their lives more. Compared with life, everything is just a cloud.

The scene seems to be completely silent. No one is talking. The monk also maintains a gesture of salvation. Like the ancient Buddha, the atmosphere is seemingly indepressed. Many people feel great depression. Some people feel even breathing. Difficulties, they are all worried, worried that the ancient Buddha will once again violently kill the little monk. If that is the case, everything will not change, everyone will die here, no one can save their lives. .

This silence probably lasted for ten minutes. The ancient Buddha was mechanically moved. His scorpion seemed to have a vitality. It was no longer the empty hole, no longer dead.

"Thank you!"

The ancient Buddha spoke, low and hoarse. It was the voice of tens of thousands of years ago. It was the voice of the last will. He only said the two words and then closed his eyes.

"Amitabha."

The monk looked compassionate and looked sad. He could feel the sadness in the heart of the ancient Buddha, and there was a hope that suddenly emerged.

The ancient Buddha closed his eyes, and the monk waved his hand. A golden brilliance emerged. These golden lights are pure Buddha light, and a series of Sanskrit is floating, forming a golden scorpion, obscuring both the monk and the ancient Buddha. In this big shackle, people can see the situation inside the scorpion through the golden hood. The ancient Buddha lie in the air, and the monk’s hands continue to form a slogan, which will be printed into the ancient Buddha’s body. The mouth constantly reads complicated and incomprehensible scriptures, and the ancient Buddha lay there with a look of peace.

"It seems that our crisis has been lifted. The little monk is surpassing the ancient Buddha. He saved the lives of all of us."

"Yeah, it was too dangerous now. If it wasn't for this monk to suddenly appear, we must all be finished, and help the benefactor."

"I hope that there will be no more gaps in the middle, and I hope that the young monk can successfully help the ancient Buddha to live. In that case, a disaster will be completely eliminated."

At this most critical moment, a figure flies quickly toward Xianchi. It is not someone else. It is Ye Peng. He is still thinking about the nine drops of earth's fairy milk. Seeing that the ancient Buddha has been fixed by the monk, immediately If you take a decisive shot, you should put nine drops of earth's milk into the bag.

brush!

Ye Peng's speed is fast, but some people are faster. Jiang Chen's attention has always been on Ye Peng's body. He decided that this guy would not give up on the earth's fairy milk, and he still shot.

Jiang Chen blocked in front of Ye Peng, holding the Tiansheng sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Ye Peng, what are you doing?"

"Hey! A little fairy king dares to stop me. I really don't know how to live and die."

Ye Peng snorted.

"Now I am not looking for death. You are looking for death. Before that, because of your actions, so many people have been killed. Now the ancient Buddha has not been completely over-extended. You should be shot at this time, in case the ancient Buddha is shot again, then the young monk will be To die, everyone will die. Do you care for the land, regardless of the lives of all people?"

Jiang Chen said extremely indifferently that Ye Peng wanted to shoot at Xianchi at this time. Jiang Chen certainly did not agree. Now the monk is at the most critical moment, he is not allowed to have any accidents, if Ye Peng’s move is irritated again. Ancient Buddha, then the monk is the first danger.

"Ye Peng, you **** has killed so many people, isn't it enough?"

"Mom, do you think that people in Xianting can ignore everything? Look at how many people have died. Now that the ancient Buddha is at the most critical moment, you will kill us at this time."

"His grandmother, fight this guy, everyone shot together, blocking him, watching him dare to kill all of us."

............

The excitement of the group, Ye Peng's behavior immediately caused everyone's anger, a figure of the body rushed out, blocking in front of Ye Peng, their repair is definitely not as good as Ye Peng, and the strength and Ye Peng are also worse than 100,000. Thousands of miles, but this does not rule out their resentment against Ye Peng. More than a thousand people have died. Although it was killed by the ancient Buddha, everything was caused by Ye Peng.

Nowadays, it is hard to see the hope. The ancient Buddha will soon be completely overseen by the monk. Ye Peng ran out at this critical moment to rob the Xianchi. In case the ancient Buddha violently emerged, the consequences were unimaginable.

If it was before, they would definitely be afraid of Ye Peng, but they would not be close, but now they are different. People who have experienced life and death often don’t care. They just returned from the ghost gate and returned to it. Resentment, and Jiang Chen took the initiative, and they have any reason to be a tortoise.

For a time, Ye Peng became the target of the public. Everyone used him as an enemy, making Ye Peng's face very incomparably difficult to look. If it was before, he must be desperate to kill everyone who blocks himself, but In such a scene, even if he has to think about it, it seems that as soon as he starts, there will be a terrible battle.

Moreover, Ye Peng did not want to alarm the ancient Buddha again. After all, the ancient Buddha was too strong.

"Humph!"

Ye Peng snorted and then turned back to where he was, but his breath has completely locked in Xianchi. In his opinion, the earth's fairy milk is sooner or later. No one here is his opponent, and the monk is waiting. Exceeding the ancient Buddha, nine drops of earth fairy milk, will belong to him alone.

[Brothers are arrogant, the public number is still three or four away from 10,000, haha, then the last wave of assists, today's daughter's birthday, a very happy mood. 】