Dragon-Marked War God

The attention of the monks and the emergence of the monk immediately became the focus. Especially after learning that he was the descendant of Qinglian’s ancestors, there was even more hope in his heart. When Qinglian’s ancestors flourished in the past, they said that in this western region, Even the entire Sacred Continent is a ringing existence, second only to the Supreme Buddha of the First Holy, the true nemesis of the Mozu.

The time that Samba is screaming here is too long. Many people pay attention to it. This is a great blow to the dignity and face of the Terran. The morale is almost destroyed.

If no one in the Terran confronts, the Mozu can use this morale to launch a second round of attack. It is almost conceivable that if the Mozu launches a second round of attack at this time, the Terran will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

The appearance of the monk, and not to mention whether it can kill Samba, at least let the family breathe a sigh of relief, see a trace of hope, I feel that the Buddha is still a genius.

The wind blew, Samba stopped yelling, his eyes stared at the opposite monk, the sneer of the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, and the killing in his eyes was also shot out. As a demon, they were the most It is the monk who hates it. In history, it is unimaginable that Buddhism caused repeated damages to the Mozu.

If you let the Mozu attack the Great Leiyin Temple, you don’t want to live in a Buddhist temple, and all of them are going to die very badly.

"A little monk, I didn't expect you to have such a genius as Buddhism, but you can't change the situation. Although Buddhism can restrain my Mozu, my big curse is not something you can restrain, unless yours The Great Compassion is in the world, but unfortunately this is impossible."

Samba said.

"Even if there is no great compassion, I can kill you."

The monk's tone is also incomparably arrogant. He is now a Buddhism, and when he is just promoted to the sixth-level grand priest, it is when he is full of pride, he will fear a samba.

"Yes? Let me see what you have, the magic wheel."

Samba said that he was moving directly. He was simmering in the flames of the flaming flame. The huge magical wheel with a hundred feet of size was once again hit by him. The huge magic wheel was like a devil's face, cold and cold. There is no half-silk emotion, and the monk is slammed down.

"Hey!"

The monk snorted, and his pair of scorpions became golden. It was like two rounds of the scorching sun. The Buddha light rising from the sky carries the mysterious Sanskrit. At this moment, the monk seems to be the embodiment of the Buddha, and he is the only one in the world.

Bang...

The monk played the unimpressed king seal, and the huge French and Indian works unfolded. The face of the undisciplined king was unconventional, and people were born with a heart of admiration. They hit the past with the magic wheel.

The sky collapsed, this is the confrontation between the Buddha and the devil, the impact of the two masters, this is the ultimate manifestation of dual energy, and the void is suddenly smashed.

Oh...

Under the gaze of a lack of light, Samba was shaken back for the first time. He was shaken back several times to stabilize his body. In contrast, the monk stood in the void and his body was full. The golden glory is like the real Buddha in the world.

This scene is seen in the eyes of countless Terrans, one by one for the first time.

"Well, the descendants of Qinglian's ancestors were really different, and they actually stunned this samba."

"It's amazing. I didn't expect the Buddha to have such a powerful genius. It was quite the style of Qinglian's ancestors."

"Don't be too happy, samba has not yet cast the horrible curse."

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

Many people are excited. When the monk comes up, it masks the edge of Samba. This is a great stimulus for the morale of the Terran. Many of the sorghum faces of the Great Leiyin Temple are not good. They are all I know that Master Hurricane has an apprentice, but I did not expect to grow to this extent.

The relationship between the Great Leiyin Temple and Qinglian Mountain has always been bad. Now the monk really grows up. If you want to turn around and retaliate, no one is the opponent of this little monk.

"A good vulture, there are two things. You are much stronger than the so-called geniuses of the Shengyuan Hall, but it is here."

Samba is also very shocked, but he doesn't care because he is very confident about his big curse.

The momentum of Samba began to change. He continued to spit out the magic words in his mouth. The magic lines appeared on his body. The spells turned into a black magic field, which instantly covered the entire battlefield. among them.

"This is an authentic big curse. This person must have the highest bloodline of the Mozu."

In the distance, the hurricane master's face is worried. Although he is not very strong now, his knowledge is extraordinary. He can see the strong position of Samba at a glance.

At this time, the chilling side of the side was caught in another kind of artistic conception. His black scorpion stared at the front of the piece of the magical field that was evolved into a magical field. The brilliance flashed in his eyes and his mouth whispered silently.

If you talk about bloodlines, the ancient demon is the highest ancient bloodline of the Mozu. At this moment, the coldness is to use your noble blood to carefully observe this big curse. After the blood of the ancient demon is completely turned on, he can even be clear. I heard the incomprehensible mantra in Samba.

The big curse has evolved out of a magical domain. This demon domain is like a fantasy. The people who fall into this illusion are destined to be swallowed up by Samba.

Samba became a trolling troll, and the horrible nephew stared at the monk, and he made a magic wave in his mouth: "Eagle!"

Just listening to the sound of humming, the invisible wave is like a scorpion-like snake, slamming into the depths of the monk's soul.

The monk looked shocked and felt that there was a hint of incitement in the depths of the soul. He now finally understands the horror of this great curse, and knows how the two geniuses died before, in the attack of this spell. Next, the other side will have a short-lived disappointment and become a lamb that will be slaughtered. It is almost certain to die.

However, the monk is pure Buddha, and Qinglian's ancestors merged with the fairy relics. Although they were also influenced by the big curse, the impact was not great, at least not like Nalan Yu and Gu Shuangtan. Being eaten alive.

"Do not move the king of India."

"Do not move the Lion King."

"Do not move the king of the seal."

The monk repeatedly shot three Buddhas to the Supreme Imprint, and the three giant Buddhas evolved into the real body, giving the monk a strong guardianship with a horn of the horn, and at the same time making a powerful attack.

"A good monk can resist my great curse."

Samba is even more surprised. Since he made a big curse, he has rarely met his opponent. Today, he is even the two geniuses of the Shengyuan Temple. I didn’t expect it to be blocked by a monk.

Rumble...

In the demon domain, continuous and powerful attacks continue to spread, and the void has been completely smashed, turning into a chaos, an anomalous scene, a monk and a samba battle, but they are not allowed to each other.

Samba was surprised, and the monk was astonished, because the strength of the big curse itself was not to be said. Samba himself was also incomparably tyrannical. It was not a general genius that could be compared with it.

"A very good monk can be difficult to distinguish from Samba, and in this respect, he is much better than the geniuses of our Shengyuan Hall."

"Not necessarily, the monk is indeed terrible, but it is not necessarily stronger than us. He can fight against samba because of his cultivation. For a long time, Buddhism is the nemesis of the Mozu, but it seems that the monk wants to kill. That samba is also unlikely."

"He is showing the three highest imprints of the Buddha's Gate, and it has also disappeared for a long time. It seems that he has received the inheritance of Qinglian's ancestors."

"In any case, the monk is not killed by Samba, it is an improvement in our morale."

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

Many people have shocked the monk's strength, and did not compare the monk with the genius of the Shengyuan Temple. From the monk's confrontation with Samba, this is indeed the genius of Buddhism in the past 100 years.

In the other direction of the battlefield, the edge of the void inside, the three figures are also watching the battlefield, two people and one dog, it is Jiang Chen, rhubarb, and ancient.

During these few days, Jiang Chen has been retreating in a micro-space. He was found by the ancients and was ready to come to this samba for a while, but he saw that the monk was fighting with Samba.

"Mom, this guy is now so fierce, it has already been a six-level grand priest."

The rhubarb dog couldn’t help but say.

"This is normal. The monk got a big chance. If there is no current achievement, it is not normal."

Jiang Chen’s mouth overflowed with a smile, and the change of the monk was completely in his expectation. In his view, after absorbing the relics that fused the fairy, if there was no such achievement, it would appear that the monk had some dishes.

"The young monk is indeed strong. It is a descendant of Qinglian's ancestors. However, in this battle, the monk wants to kill Samba. It seems impossible. He can compete with Samba. Very good, really want to kill this Mozu genius, I am afraid you still need to personally shot."

The ancients are looking at Jiang Chen.

"The monk has just grown up and needs such training. Let him fight for a while. If it doesn't work, I will shoot."

Jiang Chen said that this samba is the top genius of the Mozu. If the ancestral tower can absorb him, the fourth layer can be completely condensed directly, and even the fifth layer should appear.

"The ancient dust, this samba's big curse is too strong, if it is you, is it sure?"

Gu Zheng asked, Gu Shuangtan and Nalan Yu were dead, and Jiang Chen was still worried about this horrible madness.

"The elders are assured, the revenge of the ancient Shuangtan, I will certainly report."

Jiang Chen’s eyes flashed through a cold mang, although there was no feeling between him and Gu Shuangtan, but when he was in the tower, Gu Shuangtan also stood up for himself. Now Gu Shuangtan is dead, he Naturally, Samba will be avenged. The book starts from the 17K novel network, the first time to see the genuine content!