Ten years of Buddhist practice, one thought becomes enchanted: the beginning of refining Leifeng Pa

This is the red god of light.

Every Guanghua has a deep magic.

Can make the monks' hearts of God.

But look at this scene.

No heart but not back.

At this time, it is a little laughing and said.

"Ventilation?"

"Who tells you that the poor is coming this time, in order to ventilate, the poor is coming here, it is for the blood pool!".

Chapter 87

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"Ok?"

"You are not with white eyebrows, they are a guy?"

The red gods, I heard this, and some blind.

The eyes have passed the color.

Not everywhere.

No heart is no longer explained to him.

Say this.

Directly in the hands of the gods.

A imprint, I took the front!

......

Print.

God icon has emerged.

God is imaginary shadow, suppress the boundless purgatory.

At this time, there is a punch, and a boxing is over.

Power can be imagined.

......

One force drop ten people!

A punch!

Just just a punch.

Whether it is the red god of the necrosis, or the flying knife of Danchenzi.

At this time, all were all thrown.

With a rumbling,

Danchenzi, as a magic weapon holder, is even more miserable.

This whole, all people have been flying directly.

......

The body has another place.

At this time, there is no emperor.

There is between the eyebrows, but also a horror and shock.

Endure pain.

It is even more exclaimed and the road.

"It's impossible, why is this monk? This ... this is impossible, when is this level of the world?"

"There is nothing impossible. Red, can only say that you are too much frog. Because a little bit of messenger than the blood pool, you have made you proudly forgetting. Now ... you should also see reality."

Unattractive.

Leifeng Tower flew out from the palm of the palm.

Thirty-six Buddhas in the top of the tower is between.

One, a sleter, pure Buddha light

Standing on Danchenzi, a hemorrhagic blood.

It was actually hard-sorry, and the red gods hidden in Danchen's eyebrows were forced.

......

Red goddess shapes.

The body is turned out to be a Manta Shahua, a flower.

At this time, the demon is now.

It is clear that there is only anxious.

However, it is very proud of the body.

The expression is even pitiful.

......

The Buddha is shining.

This red goddera is actually kneeling in the first time, just asking for no heart.

"Don't, Master ... Master, there is a good life, please ask you, let me have a way." "."

"I do this today, it is forced by the blood of the rumor."

"All ... I don't want it."

"The Buddha is not often said, putting down the butcher knife into a Buddha, I will wish to abandon the secret, convert to my Buddha, please ask the Master!"

The dead of the necrosis.

That is called a poor.

No heart, it is not moving.

Grab this dead goddess, follow it.

"Abandon the dark investment? You said this now, late."

"Is it late?"

"No night."

The red goddess saw this, the expression is a little more than a horse.

The sound is also sharp sharply.

"If I don't say this today, how can you relax, how can you relax, let me approach you three feet?"

......

"Not good, the Master is careful, this dead god, to enter your own sea, win your spirit!"

Among the beads, Nie Xiaoqian heard this.

What did you react instantly.

When it is a color change, it is scream.

The body is also rushing up from the beads, and I want to stop.

However, this time, it is obviously late.

She is fast.

The speed of the necrosis is faster.

The sound did not fall.

The figure has been chemically formed into a stream, drilling into a unhealthy eyebrow.

Only left her proud of the voice, and constantly echoed.

"Hahaha, your ghost, the reaction speed is good, but unfortunately, this is stinky, it is not so savvy."

"But you don't hurt."

"I see your female doll grows with national color."

"For a while, wait for this station to control this stinky and still figure, then love you, it is the same."