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The Bodhisattva Lingda Bodhisattva and the Big B-Spirit are still spitting on each other, and the two have been insulting each other for an hour.
The big Blessing is purely entangled in Hu, and he refuses to say where the child of the Big Bodhisattva in Ziyan Town is, but he is madly accusing the Ling Da Bodhisattva of the Zixiao Town with his Buddhism army and playing his Dalong Temple. This is the Buddha. They are disrespectful and disrespectful to the Buddhas. Zixiao Town Lingda Bodhisattva is also anxious and angering, she cries and swears cursing the big B. The one who insists that the big Blessing has killed her own child, she is already angry and stunned, and even ordered to attack the Dalong Temple. forgotten.
Nowadays, the millions of Buddhas behind the Lingda Bodhisattva in Ziwei Town can be all the elite of Daling Mountain. In the battle of Fengshen, the seven Buddhas are reluctant to send them to the elite of the gods list. If you attack the Dalong Temple indiscriminately at all costs, even if the big one is iron, you have to hold your head. As for the other Buddhist monks in the Dalong Temple, how can they survive under the attack of the elite power of Buddhism?
However, the Bodhisattva of Zijing Town has forgotten this nephew. She cried and shouted and greeted the cursing with the big B. She did not order the war. Where did she dare to open the mouth of the 18-year-old Bodhisattva? Eighteen Buddhas, who are also of different origins, are also women's bodies, sitting on the lotus platform like a stone statue, looking at the violent and violent Zixiao Township Bodhisattva.
Another quarrel snarled for an hour, a scent of wind came from the air, and the graceful sound of the fairy voice floated down. Seventy-two Taoist children wearing purple vests were carrying incense burners, lamp holders, flower baskets, whisks and other instruments. The small sky that radiates the dazzling light falls from the sky. These Taoist children were neatly arranged in a two-line team over the Dalong Temple. They shouted in unison: "The lower bound Xianren supplies nine days of purple inspiration for the Great Emperor!"
Dozens of long, long cranes sounded, and dozens of immortals with Jinxian’s peaks were dressed in golden robes, and the cranes that spanned the wingspan were scattered from high altitude. The cranes flapped their wings lightly, carrying these fairy people slowly spinning over the Dalong Temple, and circled around the Million Buddha. With the arrival of these immortals, there was another faint fragrance in the air.
Then there was a low drum sound, and 600,000 people were dressed in uneven costumes, dressed in celestial costumes, draped in celestial robes, riding on various mounts, and divided into thousands of squares, and they descended from the sky. These immortals looked at each other with a provocative look and looked at the gloomy purple Bodhisattva Lingda Bodhisattva and the millions of Buddha soldiers behind her. From time to time, someone secretly laughed a few times.
These immortals are all attached to the sacred ancestors of the outer world. Many of them are the elders of the small and medium-sized fairy tales. They are high-ranking elders in their own ancestral halls. Now they are the confidants of the 'Ziji Inspired Great Emperor', their I have a low profile and a low vision. I have never seen a big situation. They also don't know how the guardian is now being squeezed out in the heavens, just because they are relying on a big backing and smug.
Don't say that there are only 19 Buddhas in front of the Buddha. Even if they are 19 Buddhas, these immortals who are the highest in the Golden Fair will still not look at each other. After all, the prestige of the guardian is placed there, but he is the master of the destructive!
Behind the 600,000 immortals, there is a rut of a total of 108 cranes. The shape of the car is smooth like a stream of clouds. The whole body is cast with translucent green jade. It is engraved with countless fairy beasts and mountains and rivers, and it is full of dust and air. Over 10,000 people wearing golden scented gold cuddles embraced the rut. The team leader is a group of more than a dozen immortals who have been trained to wear purple robes. This is also the most elite group of people around the guardian.
When the poor man was in the chaos of Pangu, it was like collecting the countless sacred gates, but there were not many Jinxian, most of them were repairs below the heavens and even the gods. The only ones that can be used to support the facade, that is, the Taiyi Jinxian who steals the Japanese gates, from Jiang Yun’s ancestors to the Qing ancestors, and the family of the doormen who are not allowed to take it, really have nothing to draw. Character.
The real strength of stealing the Japanese gate is not only this, but the strength of these secrets is not good enough. If you can see people, you can have two or three cats.
The reason why the Supreme Master was rejected by the six great emperors was not only the struggle for power, but also because the Supreme Master did not have enough powerful people. If there is a Taiyi Jinxian who can have three or five hundred Mingdao under the guardian's door, the six great Heavenly Emperors will not reject him. Instead, they will desperately win over him.
Behind the rut is the remaining 400,000 immortals behind the temple. The strength of this group of immortals is even worse. Many people are only repairing the following 30 cents. These people are still a founder in the extremely remote and extremely ridiculous little stars in the outer world, but in heaven, they really don't forget anything. Just like the three-fire sages who flew to heaven in the same year, Tianxian repaired the confession that can only be cleaned and cleaned in the heavens.
The Lingdai Bodhisattva in Ziwei Town looked at the guards who were descending from the sky, and she was sneer at the corner of her mouth. If it is the regular horses of heaven, those who are killed in the battle of the gods, she will be cautious. But nowadays it is the famous Tiantian Emperor Shougang, who is famous in the heavenly court, and the group of shrimps and crabs that he has left. The purple bodhisattva of Ziwei Town can’t really take him seriously.
There are millions of immortals in the district, of which there are only 100,000 Jinxian, and there are only about ten people in Taiyi, and they all seem to be poor and poor people who are poor and have no strong magical atmosphere. Don’t say that Zixiao Town’s Lingda Bodhisattva is personally The shot, that is, the million Buddhas behind her can easily transfer a group of immortals to kill the chickens.
With a sneer, Zixiao Town’s Lingda Bodhisattva forcibly suppressed the anger of his heart. She looked lazy and watched the squad’s brigade’s squad, but pointed to the big sage and shouted: “The thief is bald and returned to the poor baby. Otherwise, today is the end of the Dalong Temple. You must kneel down your dog's head!"
The Lingda Bodhisattva in Ziyan Town yelled at the murder, but the Big B is a serious escape from the mountain guard, and respectfully bowed to the guardian’s car: "Xiao Xiaoda B, I have seen 'Dao Zu Qin Feng' is inspired by the Great Emperor of the Purple Emperor! Xiao Xiao Gong wishes the Emperor of the Great Heaven without a border, and enjoys the boundless fairy blessing!"
The sacredness of a group of Buddhas suddenly felt in their hearts. The guardian of the priests was indeed the great emperor of the Taoist ancestors. Although it was an empty space, the Emperor of Heaven, but it seems that everyone can not turn a blind eye to him. After all, he represents the face of the Taoist sect. If he does not salute him, it seems that there is something wrong with it. . .
The sect of the sorcerer changed the body of the Emperor, and slowly walked out of the rut, and several beautifully-born fairies were surrounded by him. The fairy’s hands were picking up a small incense burner, and the faint purple smoke soared. From then on, surrounded by a warm and intoxicating incense. He smiled and gave a blessing to the big blessed person, laughing: "The brothers are not too much, you and I are the friendship."
Standing up and looking at the chest, the guardian suddenly surprised and shouted: "Oh, Dao, your Dalong Temple is a quiet place in Buddhism. Why are some people so embarrassed, actually dare to block your mountain gate? Roaring?"
He blinked his eyes, and the guardian of the sorcerer screamed at the purple sable town of the purple scorpion. "Oh yeah, this bodhisattva is also a Buddhism. Why do you want to incite the disciples?" As far as I know, Da Biao's brother is the mountain lord of the Great Buddha Mountain in the 'Buddha' and is surrounded by the world. Why do Buddhist disciples attack their own mountain owners?"
The big blessed man sighed long. He inserted the vajra in the belt. He smiled with both hands and said: "I am compassionate, this is my unfortunate sand door. Hey, the quiet place of Buddhism, but there are those who are not ambivalent." Although Xiaoyan got the name of the great Lingshan, but never intervened in the mountains. But those people are always entangled in Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan has escaped from Dalingshan to his own dojo, but still refused to let Too small!"
Shouyi’s master exclaimed: “What? Do they want to murder the lord’s mountain lord?”
The purple bodhisattva of Ziyan Town was so angry that she was black, and she shouted: "The Great Emperor listened well..."
The Supreme Master interrupted her words without any politeness: "There is nothing to listen to, and I am a Buddhist disciple. I don’t respect the Buddha’s decree. I dare to take the initiative to the Buddha’s sacred mountain. It is really sin.赦! 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔 尔
Many Buddhist temples with fascinating faces have become sacred, and the guardian sneer sneered: "You don't respect the ancestors. The seven Buddhas are the ancestors of the ancestors. You don't even listen to the ancestors of the Buddha." Buddha, do not respect, which one do you respect?"
The big blessed person slowly turned around and said in a haze: "Is it difficult for you to respect the devils of the outer world?"
The purple bodhisattva of Ziwei Town has been stunned by the anger, and he is still stunned by the black pot of the big Blessing. He almost didn't faint.
But before she talked about her self-defense, the guardian had already screamed: "Where is the land of the mountain god? The speed of dispatching the soldiers and horses will bring this group of collusion to the devil's head and plot the obstacles to live and catch it! If the audience does not listen to the order, let go of this cargo barrier. , oh... When the Buddha and the Taoist ancestors pursued it!"
Nowadays, the Pangu Continent has been set up. There are mountain gods in the mountains, land in the soil, and mountains and mountains. Ten miles and one land, there are hundreds of thousands of land in the mountains of the Dalong Mountains. There are at least hundreds of sinister soldiers in the land of each mountain god, and the number can be large.
Seeing the dense land of the mountain gods with the boundless squadrons from the wind and the wind from all directions, rolling black wind yin to this side. Most of these mountain gods and squadrons' 'pre-life' are the disciples of the small and medium-sized fairy tales in the outer world. The most powerful cultivation before the birth is only the cultivation of the Yuan dynasty, facing the drinking orders of the guardians. Where can you not listen?
Among them, there are also demons of demons, ghosts, spirits, and demons in the four worlds. They are strangely shaped and stalked by the wind.
The low-ranking monks who died in the battle of the gods and the four realms of the four realms are more than tens of billions. After the gods were sealed, the cultivation of these people was blessed by the power of heaven, and they all increased the number of products on the basis of the original. Nowadays, tens of millions of sinister soldiers have surrounded the Dalong Chan Academy. All the mountain gods and the land have smashed into the air and bowed to the guardians.
For a time, the ghosts screamed into the sky, and the face of Lingda Bodhisattva in Ziwei Town was ugly.
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Very nice looking two Garfields. . . Hey, it’s the same as me!
