God Level Demon

"It seems that the donors have been enchanted, the magic is deep, and they are not sent to the Buddha to purify them. They can't look back." Xia Ping looked at the elites of the three races and looked sad and sorrowful. "Do not worry, I will send you all." Everyone is free and is in the world of bliss. This is also my compassion for me."

Boom~~

When the voice just fell, he was shot again with a palm, and the Buddha’s magical power was great and compassionate.

But the power of this palm is ten times more horrible than before, because he runs the idol breathing method, and the body contains the power of the idol, like the idol.

Then he exerted great compassion and compassion. The power of the two merged with each other and played a chemical role. The power of the palm of the hand was raised by horror. It was completely incomparable with the present.

"Damn, this vulture dares to kill!"

The white tiger family Hu Rong was shocked, because this palm is clearly aimed at himself, and he is fiercely slaps down to the white tigers, and he is fierce and infinite.

They can feel the horror of this palm, the golden giant palm condenses the dense Buddhist inscriptions, combined together, such as the same volume of Buddhist scriptures, contains the supreme power.

The golden giant palm was crushed down, as if the Buddha had hit it, destroying the earth and destroying the land, and suppressing the heavens.

But when they tried to dodge, suddenly the breath of the golden giant palm filled the surrounding area, and a breath of Buddhism instantly fell into the depths of their consciousness.

At this moment, their soul consciousness was suddenly deprived, and the whole body was warm. It seemed that the gods were separated from the body and entered the world of bliss. There was a vain voice in the depths of their minds: "I don't want to let go, let go, let go, only let go. In order to escape from the bitter sea, we can stay away from the troubles and become a Buddha."

This is the voice of the Buddhist scriptures, like the Sanskrit, as if it is a morning bell, a gong, and a soul.

"Yes, we have to let go."

"What makes you famous, what is rich and glory, is just illusory."

"After death, it is just a cup of dust, a pair of bones, and all the past are cloud smoke."

"Then we still fight for something, grab what, it makes no sense."

Many white tigers feel that they are like a squatting squat, and they have got the guidance of sorghum. If they understand it, they can only get rid of the bitter sea and become a Buddha.

Under the package of golden Buddha's breath, they felt that their hearts had been enriched as never before, as if the missing piece was filled up and they were endlessly satisfied.

"Do not!"

Hu Rong’s spirit is far superior to his peers. He also feels that he seems to be sinking in and going to the world of bliss, but under the warning of the life and death crisis of the cells in his body, he suddenly wakes up and is detached from the Buddha.

But at this moment he only realized that it was too late.

The palm of the hand came and smashed, and the heavens and the earth were shaking. Hundreds of thousands of resonances produced great destructive power. All of them were bombarded on this group of white tigers.

Boom!

Hu Rong and other white tigers couldn't even scream, and they were instantly shaken into a mass of meat sauce. All of them died, and a lot of blood was poured on the earth, and they were red.

"My God, Hu Rong, they are all dead, and they are killed by a palm. They all become bolognese."

"This is still a Buddhist disciple, or a Luohan, how terrible than the Shura."

"Where is a monk, it is clearly a devil, more ferocious than us."

"No, this vulture is too strong, fleeing, we are not opponents at all."

"Withdraw, immediately retreat, you can't die with this vulture, don't sacrifice anything."

Many of the vampires have seen the white tigers' elites all deadly, and suddenly they are so scared that they are so smashed, and their liver and gallbladder are cracked. It shows that Xia Ping’s terrorist power is unmatched.

They are bullied and afraid of hard cost. If you see this level of power, if you stay in place, you will wait for death, and all of them will rise to escape.

Especially Raj, the first one he started to slip, making the bleeding big.

"Why are you born, how can you die, why are you still unable to see through the death of the donors? Death is not the end, just the beginning, let the poor send you a new life, goodbye in the afterlife."

Xia Ping was once again killed by a palm, and the power of the great compassion and the palm of his hand was raised to the limit, covering a thousand miles, and the golden light was flourishing, just like the arrival of Luo Han, the golden body was three thousand feet.

Boom~~

The blood-sucking people, such as Raj, made a scream of screams. They had not been smashed for a kilometer, and they were shot by the golden giant palm. The power of terror exploded in all directions.

Even the terrible Buddha light penetrates into the void, enters their bodies, erodes the blood energy of these dark creatures, and is madly evolving the evil spirit of them.

It was only a second, they were smouldering and smouldering under the golden light.

At this moment, Raj is repentant of his intestines. He is a nobleman of the blood-sucking family. He has endless potential and is destined to become a powerful man of thunder and robbing. He is not willing to die here.

But let him not be unwilling, under this palm, he turned into a gray, no longer exist.

Even the ground was hit by a giant palm, and a five-finger deep pit with a diameter of more than ten kilometers appeared at once. Each finger was like a terrible abyss, and it was not at the bottom.

The thousands of mountains that were hit by the slap, like tofu, were instantly crushed and shattered into powder.

"Devil, this vulture is the real devil."

"Well, it’s over, how can you provoke such a monk?"

"Why is this vulture so powerful and it is Jin Dan, it is not reasonable at all."

"He must have been a great man of nature, but he has concealed his true cultivation and played with pigs."

"Shameless to the extreme, dead vulture, isn't it true that the family does not swear? He is on him, and lies everywhere."

"What to do now, is it to fight, or to escape?"

Many elephants saw this scene in an elite way, could not help but scream, scared to death, and his face turned white.

Compared with the elite of the Baihu and the vampires who are as close to each other as the elite, they are destroyed by the two palms, and one can't escape. This scene scares his heart and heart.

In particular, seeing Xia Ping, a monk, has killed so many people, but he still looks compassionate. It seems that this is not killing, but helping the other person to get rid of the general, but also let them shudder and feel that they have met the peerless devil.

They can't wait to escape immediately, but they don't dare to shake the end of the blood-sucking people.

"Wait for me to remember, the martial arts are invincible, isn't that the murderer who killed the nine-headed bird on the dragon Jupiter and was wanted by the nine-headed bird?"

The elephants screamed and finally remembered this matter. In combination with what happened now, they saw Xia Ping’s fierceness. There is no doubt that this is the killing of the nine-headed bird and the singer of the nine-headed bird. Invincible.

Suddenly, this group of elephants is even more devastated. This guy is notorious, but even the nine-headed bird is afraid to kill. What else he dare not do.