The Divine Martial Stars

"This... is it the Buddha of the West?"

"The living Buddha? God..."

"No, no, we are not bad people, why are the Buddhas going to kill us?"

The disciples of Huaxia Wumeng, in the face of such a living Buddha, were a little scared in their hearts.

In the hearts of the Chinese, the Buddha is a symbol of wisdom, kindness and kindness, especially the giant Buddha in front of him. He was originally kind and pleasing to the Buddha, but when he saw them, he glared at him and slandered them and turned them into evil spirits. It seems that I am really a serious sin.

Li Mu frowned.

"go back."

He opened his mouth and sipped.

The footsteps of this giant Buddha suddenly stopped, stayed in place, stayed, suddenly the whole body of the killing, quickly subsided, facing Li Mu hands and ten salute, then really stopped, turned back, sit back When I arrived at the original place, I turned into a rock Buddha statue that I felt.

The disciples of Wumeng looked at Li Mu with great shock.

Can Buddha even order?

Who is the **** of Valkyrie?

"Everything is an illusion, the world of murals, the construction of spiritual illusion, the Buddha you see is not a true Buddha." Li Mudao: "Follow the heart, not to be confused by the superficial illusion, everything here, for your cultivation, Great help, if you don't break into it."

He took the crowd forward.

Cross the magnificent Palazzo Pavilion and walk between the towering stupas.

There are traces of fighting along the road.

I met a variety of dead bodies again.

Among them, there are some monsters of half man and half demon.

"It’s the people of Wan’s League, and they really came.”

Tang Tian and other Wumeng disciples, seeing the bodies of these half demon, revealing the color of hatred.

Wan Yao Meng is now the enemy of life and death of Huaxia Wumeng.

Going forward for a while.

There was a fight in the front.

Looking up, right in front, a few kilometers away, between the Buddhist temples of the stupa, there are practitioners fighting, chaos, and smoke.

Two of them, staggered at low altitude, changed their position, and the speed was extremely fast. They played against each other while flying in the direction of Li Mu and others.

What is remarkable is that in the hands of the two men, each holding a group of lightsaber, one green and one red, is very conspicuous, and the power of this lightsaber is also amazing, casually wave, light rain, and into pieces The pavilion of the pavilion, like the sand sculpture in the wind, collapsed quickly.

"It’s a secret treasure, they got a secret treasure."

Tang Tian exclaimed.

The strength of these two practitioners is extremely high, but they have not reached the point where they are arbitrarily swayed and destroyed.

Obviously, it is the power of the two-person weapon like a lightsaber.

The secret treasure of the small world.

"Ha ha ha, Zhao Feilong, surrender the Buddha secret treasure, you can not die, otherwise, my Wan Yao League has completely surrounded here, you can not escape even if you are broken," one of them gave birth to two monkey arms The figure, laughing, making a sharp move, the red lightsaber swaying, desperate to attack, the aftermath destroyed the surrounding buildings, the stupa and the Vatican Palace continued to collapse.

Another person, wearing a blue gown, a green lightsaber in his hand, tried to resist, relatively restrained, and fled away from the secret.

"I really don't see the Yellow River, I don't want to die. I said, you can't escape..." The monkey arm half-demon practitioners frantically attacked: "The entire Mogao Grottoes, no, the entire Dunhuang City, are already in control of our Wan Yao League. bingo."

The fighting is chaotic, and the Buddha is turned into ruins.

Tang Tian and others changed color: "They came to us."

The Wumen disciples were warned.

"Kill." The monkey arm practitioners' handling of the lightsaber is more and more handy, and a sword is thrown out. The hundreds of meters of red-red swords are invincible and directly smashed.

The aftermath of the lightsaber is like a tidal wave, coming to Li Mu and others.

They are just on the way to the outside of the secret.

The escaping Zhao Feilong is a young man in his twenties, wearing a cyan gown, quite ancient, and fleeing. In the gallop, Yu Guang saw Li Mu and others.

"Chinese? Not good... be careful!"

He originally wanted to take the road and flee, but when he saw Li Mu and others, it was the Chinese appearance, and he did not know how to hide. The dark road was bad. He bit his teeth, his body shape flashed, and he was in front of Li Mu and others. The green lightsaber swayed and blocked all the red swords that had come from the sky.

Rumble!

The violent explosion of energy, the smoke and the sky.

Zhao Feilong only felt that his throat was sweet and his feet were soft. He couldn't help but rush back backwards. His feet plowed two gullies on the ground, and a blood spouted out, and he barely stabilized his figure.

"You are going..."

He did not return to Li Mu and others.

Opposite, the monkey arm demon has already rushed to the scene, seeing this scene in midair, suddenly smirked.

"Haha, don't you escape? Want to protect yourself? Hey, those of you who are arrogant and chivalrous are so many shackles, hahaha, but I like it, I will surrender the Buddha's treasure, otherwise I will kill this little. Every Chinese in the secret world."

"Shameless, you are also Chinese..." Zhao Feilong angered.

He deliberately said that he was fighting for the time for Li Mu and others to escape.

"Haha, it used to be, now it is not... I am already a demon country, hahaha, above human beings, mastering the power of tyranny, will eventually become the existence of God."

The monkey arm demon is coming from step by step.

The silhouette in the distance is flashing.

They are all half demon practitioners of Wanxue League.

"You... why don't you leave?" Zhao Feilong looked back and saw that Li Mu and others were still behind him.

These dozens of young people are scared and stupid.

"Ha ha ha, today, you can't go." The monkey arm demon laughed and noticed the Huaxia martial arts uniforms on Tang Tian and others. He laughed and said: "The lord has ordered that all the people of Huaxia Wumeng will kill innocent people. ""

Hundreds of half demon, the tide is generally around.

The demon is full of enthusiasm.

"Come on, don't be afraid, run hard, escape a few dozens, I cover you." Zhao Feilong turned and yelled at Li Mu and others.

But these people did not mean to escape.

Li Mu reached out and photographed the young man who had been injured. He smiled and walked past him. He looked at the monkey arm and said: "You said, "Where are the people of Huaxia Wumeng, killing innocent people?"

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Inside Dunhuang City.

A strange atmosphere is spreading throughout the city.

It’s almost like a scent of time before the sound of the gods in the sky.

More than half of the practitioners from all continents in Dunhuang City have left under such threats. After all, the voice is terrible. It contains the majesty of the king of God and is struck on them. They feel the unprecedented fear, the practitioners are extremely sensitive to the danger of intuition, there is no absolute grasp, many monks from all continents who come together to join in the fun, do not want to take risks.

However, there are also some foreign monks who still insist on staying in Dunhuang.

"Oh, I don't know what I mean, I really thought that turning around and making a ghost can scare us away? Chinese people like to play such a trick."

In one of the most luxurious hotels in Dunhuang, a middle-aged white man with curly long hair, wearing a white robe, holding a golden scepter in his hand, stood in front of the window of the executive suite with a sneer in his mouth.

Behind him, standing dozens of North American practitioners, are extremely powerful people.

"It’s time for a scent, I have to look at it, something will happen." He looked at the incense that was about to burn.

This is the sound that ignited after the sound of the sky.

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