God read swept the Yuan Buddha andao, so it happened.
In the Biyou Palace, Bumiluo Palace, the heavenly leader sits and carefully wipes a jade die beside the sword that accompanied several young people, showing a little distress.
After a long time, I stared at the three-foot Qingfeng with a sigh and slowly shook my wry smile. "It’s a pity that the friendship has been lost for several years … It’s a pity that you have to offend the interception. Don’t take it amiss …"
And a quick glance at the jade die tongtian hierarch stuffy hum a spit out a firm but gentle will be turned into dust sneer at a way "friendship? After sealing the gods, we still talk about what brothers are ridiculous! "
After the demon palace, the six brothers sat in the bamboo forest for six years, listening to the bamboo swaying and sending the wine in the cup to the mouth, then putting the glass up and picking it up at the table. The demon emperor Rapier leisurely said, "Let’s go, Xiao Shi, it’s time to meet Amitabha."
6 pressure smile way "Jiu Ge little brother to inform hongyun elder brother to go".
"No," said a glance at the Cloud Palace after 6 years. "There have been guests in the Big Brother Palace who are afraid to go out in their spare time, so it’s necessary to bother the Big Brother. A Amitabha brother can handle it himself."
Slightly stupefied, 6 pressed back and followed in the side with a light smile. "I haven’t seen Jiu Ge move his sword for a long time, but I want to thank that Amitabha."
People who have great confidence in their own brothers have rarely lost against each other. Even if they were jointly calculated by the four saints in the Guanghan Palace in those days, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, so as to survive a disaster. Since then, the more unfathomable they have been, the more they have learned from their daily life, and they will not worry about their brothers losing to Amitabha.
Out of Sunset Island, the two brothers talked and laughed all the way to the West Sea for thirty-three days.
Chapter two hundred and ninety-four Sleight of hand to lure the enemy.
The intertwining camp in the West Sea stretches for miles. Millions of allied forces in the east, south and north seas surround the sea where the Dragon Palace in the West Sea is located, and it is difficult to pour water into it.
The camp in the sea is not made of wooden fences, but made of coral and reefs that have been deposited in the deep sea for many years. The scattered formations guard the camps, and the camps are arranged according to the formations to form a huge trap. The fog of each camp rushes up to form a whole camp.
"The dragon has dominated the four seas for many years, but there are some means to look at this camp battle alone, which is not weaker than the battle in heaven." 6 pressure accompanied by brother Nai’s side looking at the flaming sword spike behind the camp’s moustache ups and downs with the waves
"That’s true. Go." After 6 years, I smiled indifferently and scanned the camp, but I immediately greeted you. 6 pressure went straight to Fang’s largest camp. A maze was not enough to stop the saints from sweeping across the three realms.
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Aoruinai turned supercilious look and ignored turning to look at the wall. A map covers four continents and four seas. The vast number of aquatic animals are weak and under control. Thanks to Penglai Island’s strong support, several demon gods were sent overseas and scattered islands sat in their places to barely control them.
Xiao Pang is very conscious and knows that his weight is at ease to become a demon puppet. With his elder sister, this big tree demon clan won’t kick down the ladder, and it won’t be too restrictive. If the demon clan doesn’t fall to the dragon throne, it will be as stable as Mount Tai. Of course, before, he won’t be born out of Penglai Island’s control. Xiao Pang won’t do this unless he can be sanctified.
Strength is the root.
Read this Ao Rui’s ambition to embrace the four seas has suddenly weakened, and his fiery eyes have gradually softened and his spirit has turned flat and peaceful.
Aorui emerged from another corner of the intertextual camp, meditating and opening his eyes, saying, "The teacher and uncle are here."
After saying his word, the curtain wind crept in from two Tsing Yi figures. Seven points were similar in appearance, one with a golden sword hanging around his waist and one with a red sword.
"Visit teachers and uncles"
"Visit teachers and uncles"
"Visit brother-in-law and teacher"
The three people in the account have seen Aorui worship at the 6-door before, so the "teacher" is in a mess. Xiaopang himself cried out and fainted for 6 years. This heterogeneous Penglai Island pulse has never cared about these criticisms. Big fist is the truth!
The two brothers smiled and motioned for the three of them to sit side by side. The demon emperor Rapier put the case aside and asked, "What’s the situation?"
Aorui bowed down and said, "So that my brother-in-law can know that Sakyamuni came to Candle dragon three days ago to help Yang Dage in turn. Both sides didn’t take advantage of each other. It was a draw that Buddhism somehow didn’t impact our camp."
Upon hearing Aorui’s words, Yang Jian snorted and failed to slay Candle dragon and Sakyamuni. He was not very satisfied with the results. He said indifferently, "Although Candle dragon is strong, he is not a younger brother. The younger brother is sure to slay him to guard against Sakyamuni’s bad hands, but Sakyamuni is deep and unpredictable."
6 long light "hmm" a judo "Sakyamuni’s talent is outstanding, and he is even more proficient in several years, especially his ability to evolve. All kinds of treasures should not be underestimated. If he can achieve mixed yuan, he is afraid that the combat power will not be in the teacher."
Paused and then said, "Buddhism doesn’t attack, but it wants to fight and win the battle. The situation in the three realms is complicated. If the situation in the four seas is deadlocked, it will not be good for my demon family and Buddhism."
"Jiu Ge is right," 6 pressure interface smiled. "I will go to battle to slay that Candle dragon and go to Buddhism in an attempt to compete for fame in the world."
6 Jiuchin smiles, "It is exactly like this. After Candle dragon goes, the four seas belong to me. The Western leader can decide the first world war." Raise your hand and press the demon emperor Rapier’s face full of longing.
"I’m going to fight." Aorui smiles and yearns for the future of governing the four seas. It’s like three fingers to pinch a snail.
Deep in the Dragon Palace in the West Sea, Candle dragon heaved a long breath of turbid air and pressure, and his mood was deep and domineering. In his eyes, the divine light flashed repeatedly, revealing inexplicable boredom.
"Amitabha Buddha Yuan Buddha is so predestined?" Sakyamuni’s gloomy face passed away, and the two armies were at war. Candle dragon was so upset that he was not worried. Although the secret was chaotic, the monks were sensitive to their own fortunes. This situation has been proved too much in the interception of education.
It is similar …
Candle dragon meditated and said, "The Buddha needs to worry about the poor monks who have been fighting in recent days and will take care of themselves."
After saying his word, Ao Lie, the little white dragon, knocked at the door and entered Heshi Road. "I have asked the Buddha and the ancestor, Ao Rui, to deliver the battle to Japan and World War I."
Candle dragon, the Buddha of Sakyamuni, glanced at him and said, "Yuan Buddha might as well postpone the war and ask the poor monk for good or ill luck in Elysium."
"Otherwise," Candle dragon said generously, "if the enemy’s engagement should not be demoralized and detrimental to the Buddha’s poor monk, then Yang Jian can’t stand it."
"Amitabha Buddha …" Sakyamuni declared a Buddhist name and no longer opposed to secretly waking himself up, playing with great care.
The next morning, the two sides lined up and confronted each other several times in the battlefield. Yang Jian came out of the crowd, and the sword was magically drawn, and there was a chill in the whisper. It pointed out that Candle dragon was indifferent and said, "Old Candle dragon hasn’t come to die yet!"
"Amitabha" Candle dragon fluttered out with his big sleeves in his hands and gently spit out Hong Zhong’s general sound. "The true gentleman is a monk, and such a demon behavior is really detrimental to the reputation of the demon emperor and saint."
Words imply that the demon emperor sage himself is not upright and his disciples are not strict.
Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed and there was a strong murderous look in the narrow gap. This is the second time that Candle dragon humiliated the teacher and occupied a half-father and heavy teacher in his heart.
"Old dog! Today is your anniversary! " Drink a Yang Jian mana, rub your body with a sword, and the violent spirit blows a long dance and hydration robe.
The tip of the sword is majestic, and the murder surges out. The waves are higher than the waves, and the opponent faces him directly. Candle dragon is like falling, and icehouse’s pores are closed.
"Different is really different …"
The momentum of Sakyamuni’s view of Yang Jian is fierce but different from that of the past. He has no regard for his own contemplation. "Yang Jian must have relied on the poor monk if he was not reckless. What is this … What did he rely on …"
Eyes slowly swept through the enemy camp, and suddenly a flower appeared at the moment, showing a Tsing Yi Taoist carrying a long sword with a flaming hilt leaning on his shoulder and a sword ear drifting with the tide.
"6 pressure!" Sakyamuni’s pupil suddenly contracted and gasped in a gasp. Finally, Bai Yang Jian dared to go all out. He was afraid that if two people devoted themselves to World War I, Candle dragon would run out and meet Candle dragon to avoid retreating.
The odds of winning Sakyamuni’s 6-pressure victory should be no longer hesitated. The Buddha’s face flickered and pounced on Yang Jian’s broad and thick palm to print a surprise attack and ask Candle dragon to highlight the war circle
Yang Jian’s lip corner evoked a smile, and he was about to meet for a while. The teacher was amazed at the transfer of the sword in the mainstream of Buddhism, and Sakyamuni and the two fought into a ball.
Candle dragon just visible forced back suddenly heart a surprised in front of a spark blooming to be gathered when a handle full-bodied red sword across the road ahead 6 pressure slender powerful right hand holding the hilt shape is not very tall head slightly raised his eyes with contempt and derision overlooking Candle dragon "Daoyou where to go? Do you still want to escape your life today? "
This is the plan made by the 6-year-old and others. First, Yang Jian was sent out to lure Candle dragon into battle, then 6-pressure was sent out to force Sakyamuni to rescue him, and finally 6-pressure was used to slay Candle dragon.
If you do it yourself for 6 years, you naturally don’t need to calculate that it is easy but not feasible to take the Candle dragon class and other things among many hosts.
One saint’s face has to be scrupled; Secondly, the saints are so free to make moves, even if there are not many people left.
Saints are not allowed to deal with various sects at will, but it is the tacit understanding of the saints in the heavens that violates this rule, which is different from provoking all saints for 6 years, although they have great confidence in themselves, they dare not jump.
"Another example? ! What about Penglai Lord? ！”
Candle dragon was once despised! Feel the 6-pressure disdain to detain the anger, which comes from the ancient desolation and domineering.
