Marquis of Grand Xia

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The cold moon shines in the sky, and under the moon, how cold it is, over Foshan, 100,000 demonic forces are under pressure and the sky is tremendous.

Below, the Lord Buddha stands alone, facing the one hundred thousand demon army alone.

The first of the three major law protectors, Bai Wangran appeared for the first time, raised his hand to bring the wind and earth into the wind, the violent wind swept out, the prestige of the sky, shaking the nine days of stars, the hurricane was depressed, and the world was destroyed.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

Lord Buddha's fingers twisted, the golden Buddha light rose around the body, and the immortal diamond body manifested the divine power, like a hurricane formed by thousands of blades.

Out of the game, the moon-weaving girl's eyes were cold, waved his sword, turned upside down to reproduce the sharp edge of Shuiyue, started to draw the sword, and the cold light forced his life.

God Buddha raised his hand to block the Divine Soldier, and with a loud clatter, a thousand heavy forces added body, and the void under his feet cracked, and he just inherited the power of the artifact.

"Butterfly dance, Qingping!"

There was a stalemate between the two sides, a hundred words outside, a soft whisper sounded, the black sword awns cut through the void, an amazing scene, the sky was shocked.

In the violent storm, the Lord of Heaven Buddha raised his hand and blocked the sword mands, the Buddha Yuan broke out, and the sword mands shattered.

"Heavenly Lord, Foshan's annihilation is irreversible, why not dare to struggle!"

Out of the game, Xie Tiance looked at the war ahead and calmly said.

"Blessing the demon, defending all beings, is the purpose of my Buddha's door, I, don't dare to forget!"

Buddha refers to a period of clarity, dispelling the magic energy, and reaching the magic butterfly in front of him, the powerful and surging power is irresistible.

The butterfly in the flowers stepped forward, avoiding retreat one after another. After the hundred feet, the tears of the mourning flowers swelled, the two swords opened and closed, and fell down.

Banged, the butterfly in the flower stepped back several steps, a drop of blood in the corner of the mouth overflowed, the Buddha and the demon were overcome, and they were first injured.

Raised his hands to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, the magic butterfly started to kill, the sleeves spread, turned into Tianluo, and closed the entire battle.

Stepping around, the knife turning in the sleeve, the black and white swords are vertical and horizontal, and the tricks are continuous.

On the other side, the Moon Weaver also used the power of the artifact, the sword light flew out, and she was forced to die.

In the center of the war situation, the Lord Buddha turned his palm to block the magic front, and the sound was loud and loud, and the more the war, the more fierce the situation.

"Yuqichangfeng"

When the sword was trapped by the Buddha, not far away, Bai Wangran sipped lightly, the whole body was really mentioned, nine rounds of wind beads came out, the violent wind swept through thousands of miles, the vast palms, the wind broke the pressure.

The crisis came, the Lord Buddha turned his palms and opened two magic soldiers, his eyes were slightly condensed, the Buddha seal pinched, and the **** Buddha seal was manifested. Under the shocking light, the magic trick was blocked.

A tremendous shaking sounded, the Buddha and the Devil grew and fell, and the Lord Buddha hurriedly responded, lack of gas, and the vermilion splashed in his mouth, staining the red Buddha face.

Opposite, Bai Wangran shocked at the same time with aftershocks, stepped back half a step, blood surging.

Three-on-one, it will be difficult for the demons to gain a clear advantage, and they will come and go to fight the Buddha.

The tense situation makes it difficult to breathe. At this moment, above the void, the wind is tragic, the world is coming, and the variables are regenerating.

Out of the game, Xie Tiance looked at Yan Luo, the landlords descending from the sky, and said coldly, "Waiting for you for a long time!"

The voice fell, and black and white chess pieces splashed into the air, crisscrossing out.

The situation of the heavens, it is necessary to win the Buddha's son, how can Yan Luo be in chaos!

The pieces are interlaced in the sky, the thunder spreads, forming a huge trapped formation, trying to lock the kings of the earth.

"Master Shengsi, with the same moves, how will our house lose again a second time."

In the voice, behind the battle situation, a figure of red clothing walked out, covering the evil face of the king, slashing in the beginning of the hand, the sword light came out of the sky, with a bang, hitting thousands of chess pieces.

The rumbling vibration sounded. In the predicament, the five Yan Luos made a move when they went out. They joined forces inside and outside to break the sky.

Xie Tiance turned and looked at the red dress Yan Luo in front of him, his eyes flashed coldly, and said, "Today, do you still want to reverse the end of Foshan's defeat, is it naive!"

"Things are made by people, people will win the sky."

Red dress Yan Luo said lightly, stepped forward step by step, blocking in front of the person in front of him.

In the predicament, the rumble shook through the world, the five Yan Luo broke through the formation, and the figures passed by, and no one shot at the Sacred Division of the Demon Palace, but swept towards the battle ahead.

Xie Tiance didn't do anything, quietly watched the five figures passing by, without any movement.

"Sheng Si looks, not in a hurry." Yan Yan in red said.

"What's the point of anxiety?"

Xie Tiance looked away, looked at the people in front of him, and said calmly, "How many magical troops can block my demon palace in five people? At this time, no conspiracy can change the ending of Foshan's destruction. The only difference is you. How long can it last? "

Skyrim, the masterpiece of Thunder, the black-pressed figure slowly descended, and the breath of 100,000 conscripts joined forces, covering nine days of cold moon.

"Secretary of the Magic Palace, really a disgusting character." Yan Yan said indifferently.

"Everyone else!" Xie Tiance looked indifferent.

Behind the two, five Yan Luo joined the battle, Mu Qianshi then blocked the third guardian of the magic palace, the Moon Weaver, and the third battle, adding a sense of titillation.

The ink sword realm opens, and the battle situation starts instantly. The crisscross sword lights move along with the mountains and rivers. The color of ink and wash permeates the entire sword realm.

The Moon Weaver Girl wields her sword and shakes a heavy close-knit ink sword. She looks at the moving landscape around her, and her killing opportunities in the eyes are more and more victorious. This person ’s moves, strange and extreme, are unrecognizable, and restrain the reversal to the greatest extent. Shuiyue's power is really annoying.

A sword light waved through the ink, and suddenly, a cyan arrow light came through the sky without warning, and shot straight towards the heart of the woman.

The crisis struck, and the Moon Weaver girl turned coldly behind her, but she turned sideways subconsciously, but when she saw the arrow whizzing past, she passed her shoulder, and screamed, tearing her clothes and bringing out a dazzling blood flower.

"Vile!"

Saw the figure of Yan Luo appearing in the rear, and the moonweaver looked down, and said.

"The killing of life and death, what a mean word, not to mention, the aggression of the Demon Palace, this is an unsavory act."

Zi Yi Yan Luo stepped forward two steps, the star-marked **** bow shining with colorful light engulfed the arrow, locking the former body.

Attacked back and forth, killing the game, and the coldness of Yuezhi's face became stronger and stronger. It seems that today's local Yan Luo wants more than stopping Foshan from being destroyed.

When the three-person battle started, not far away, Yi Xuanmiao and Qi Yanxia blocked the second guardian of the magic palace, the green borer swayed, the imperial pole was shocked by the might, and the offensive and defensive rotation took place. pace.

In the third battle, the **** Mi Luo of the Luoshui alone blocked the magic butterfly, raised his hand and cast his feet, and the world resonated.

The law, the fierce battle, dazzling and dazzling, the eternal reappearance of the moment, the roll of the born moon, the self-contained law understands, manipulates time and space, and seals the body of the magic butterfly.

After a hundred years, after fighting against the God of Luoshui, the opponent is the same, but the situation is completely different. The two butterflies in the hand of the magic butterfly merge together, the burial flower condenses, and thousands of black butterflies fly, breaking through the shackles and swiping towards the woman in front.

"Butterfly in the flower, wake up, you shouldn't sink in this way! Net silence cycle!"

Luo Shen raised his hand, the power of the second law of shocking world reappeared, in the void, thousands of black butterflies were swallowed up by time and space, leaving no trace.

The body of the gods, beyond the understanding of the laws of mortals, Luoshui's body reappeared in the world, and the appearance of all the demons in the scene was shocked, and his eyes shifted involuntarily.

"The body of the gods!"

Feeling the difference between the women in the battle ahead, Xie Tiance's face flashed with different colors, and there was a **** in the Ten Halls of the Earth Palace?

The three parties went to war. Outside the battle, the Lord Buddha walked up to the sky alone, looking at the countless magic palace army, and there was no change in the calm face.

Foshan follow-up he has arranged that today ’s destruction is for a better rebirth in the future, he believes in the promise of the Ning donor, although he has never seen the Buddha girl.

"Amitabha"

The sound of the Buddha, resounding through the sky, the Lord of the Buddha walked to the thousands of demons, all of the Buddha Yuan ignited, and in an instant, the power of countless beliefs in the whole Foshan gathered, all in one.

"Want to work hard, hard!"

The head of the 100,000 demon army, the twelve magic generals looked cold, turned their hands, and suddenly, the magic power of the 100,000 army condensed continuously, and the magic cloud stirred, forming an unprecedented giant demon head, terrifying and terrifying, devouring Vientiane.

"Mo Luo Tian Xiang"

One hundred thousand demon army teamed up to move the world, instantly, beyond the boundaries of the world, breaking the sun and moon Xuanhuang.

The supernatural power of the fourth realm, the terror of the power of twelve demons and 100,000 demons, evokes ancient golems. Although there is only one demon head, it has made people feel terrible pressure to breathe.

"My Buddha is compassionate, extraditing Cihang, as if to destroy the demon seal!"

The Lord Buddha's hands were transformed, and the Buddha's taboos came to the surface of the Dharma Dharma, and suddenly the Supreme Statue appeared nine days. The Buddha's palm turned over, and the supreme Buddha's power came down.

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On the sky, a muffled hum rang out, the Buddha glorified the world, the magic Tao Wanli, thousands of magic troops disappeared, and disappeared into the world.

Opposite the demons, the demon qi rushed past, and did not enter the body of the Buddha. The Buddha's feet receded continuously, the Buddha's clothing was dyed red, and he was hit hard.

The head of the twelve magic generals, a purple armored man looked cold and looked at the Buddha in front of him, taunting, "One trick for another, Buddha, how many tricks can you block!"

"The Lord Buddha only blocks three moves. After the three moves, take your life!"

Before the demons, the Lord Buddha re-condensed the finger. In the attention of everyone, thousands of swastikas of Buddha characters rose up, magnificent and magnificent, forming four majestic holy walls, and came suddenly.

The twelve demons will see it, turn their palms to attract the yuan, and behind them tens of thousands of demonic forces will once again urge the yuan to help each other. Four holy walls.

The Buddha and the Demon once again confronted each other, and the raging waves and waves swept across the sky. The impact of terror spread sharply, and instantly dispersed the demons.

The holy force enchanted, and tens of thousands of shadows disappeared again. Before the demons, the Lord of the Buddha stepped back a few steps, a body of blood flowing and flowing, the end of the Buddha Road, the Sacred Heart without regret.

"I can do everything I have done. Donate Ning, in the future, please come on!"

The last words of the last day, the sentient beings still suffering, the Lord Buddha released all the blood, and in an instant, the shocking image appeared, Wan Lian vacated, and opened a new world.