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"Bald donkey, you can't be so cruel. "Compared with the demon sacrifice, the sorrowful roar of the bloody Zen is the real unwillingness, and the person whose brain is about to be taken away has really lost his brain.

You must know that you are begging someone, why can't you wag your tail and beg for mercy.

Bloody must want to cry, but there is no tears to support it, because soon that eye will not be his.

He could still see that it must have been a merciless gift from God.

The word 'Mi' that appeared in front of him was too familiar to him, because he was so ecstatic when he realized those six words.

When that word appeared, the wisdom of the brain was once again full of mockery, and it was not too trivial to use the 'Gate of Hungry Ghosts' to block such a small demon soul.

Is the brain really thinking like that?

This is just the remnant of the bloody Zen, just as he thought, the door of the hungry ghost with the word 'Mi' has clearly emerged in front of him.

This must be another merciless mockery of fate, so close to him, he can break it with one punch in his heyday.

And now I have such a monstrous power, but I am full of monstrous power, but I don't have the hands and feet to exert my ability, what a sad thing.

How much I am like myself today and who I was then.

The lost self sat in front of the Buddha crying, the smell of blood in the air was too obvious, how many people they had offended, they must know, and now their patron saint supported the majestic body in front of the Buddha to repent in a low voice, abandoning so many resentful souls in the air to rebuke and ignore.

Who will cross the blood-lit lonely souls in the sky, and they are quietly waiting for something, like the humble paralyzed Ya Gongzi to refine their souls?

This is the pain in his heart that supports him to live for countless years, the dignified blood emperor was exterminated by the Manchus, and he dreamed of revenge, but he never gave himself a chance.

What is called: "When is the time for retribution?" ”

What is it called: "Everything has a cause and effect." ”

"Even if the offenders die of me, I will dig up their graves and scatter their bones and ashes, and why are you so cruel when you sit in front of the Buddha. ”

"You know pity on the people of this city, is our whole clan a damned one?"

"Why don't you protect them, their blood can drown ten such cities, why can't the Buddha you believe in exert some power to save them from the sea of suffering. ”

Is such hysterical questioning as questioning, questioning, useful?

Isn't this asking him himself, why did he try that damn Buddha practice, why his brain was not smart enough, and why he had that damn 'six-character mantra' seal.

If it weren't for them, how could the 'Demon Knife' be suppressed by a bald donkey.

The screams of exhaustive strength were only exchanged for a sentence of Amitabha, and the color of compassion filled the old cheeks deeply, and all the pain was not borne by the bloody Zen alone.

Isn't the monk in torment day and night, otherwise there will be a chance for blood to turn the waves, and he can't be quiet in front of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, because the manic heart often hits his chest, just like the questioning of countless voices in the clan.

So I wanted to escape.

But can you get away with it?

Maybe he was right, why am I willing to spend all my strength to save irrelevant people, but those closest people can only humbly kneel in front of the Buddha and pray for them in a low voice, shouldn't they be more in trouble with fire and water?

The Buddha said, "They are all innocent. ”

Is the Buddha light gold loosening?

It turns out that the bald donkey is also a human being, and it turns out that he is also like himself, living in self-blame, knowing that his enemy is not having a good time, so can he laugh out loud?

Have it?

He didn't dare, although he felt ecstatic in his heart because of the gradual faintness of the Buddha's light, but how could he dare to show it unabashedly, because the opportunity for the Buddha's heart to be shaken was really rare and unavoidable.

Scarlet Zen didn't dare to make a sound, and after countless nights of contemplation, he knew him too well, and what a tense moment it was.

As long as the bald donkey loses his Buddha's heart and regains his body, it is a simple matter, and the counterattack hidden in the corner of his heart is quietly ready, as long as he loosens a little, he will definitely be able to push everything and climb to the top again.

The compassionate gaze turned slightly to the mournful mist: "Am I really wrong, how many people can live in such a world?"

Those eyes, both gold and blood, looked at the serene smiling face.

He?

It's joy and comfort, it's fear and mania.

"Ah, why you again. The faint voice couldn't stir up any ripples, but the unwillingness of the blood color was too obvious, and the heart must be thinking wildly at this moment, is that person really a person who can restrain himself by nature, you must know that today's defeat is completely out of him.

A Zen monk had a compassionate look on his face: "Amitabha, Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, everything is only to abide by the heart, and the donor has a fate." ”

The collapse of the blood color was too sudden, and even the Buddha formula of the word 'Mi' that was slowly pushed into the air failed to attract the godless eyes.

Although the eyes were godless, it was a humble soul who had discovered a way to escape from the Ascension: "He has collapsed, and what power can he have to turn the tide." ”

Moreover, those who crawl on the ground are convinced in their hearts that the monk with kind eyebrows and good intentions will definitely not do that extinction, as long as he doesn't care about himself now, then it will certainly not be difficult to be at ease in the future.

Can't such a priest see the Yakoe who crawls on the ground like a reptile and disguises himself with difficulty?

Compassion is sometimes superfluous, because the devastation in front of us is inextricably linked to the lowly man, so that the sun will not be obscured by the blood of the shadows in the sky.

The compassion that should not be there is pity for Yagongzi, and who can see the grief hidden deep in the eyes from the compassionate eyes, maybe a Zen monk has his helplessness.

His master fled, and the demon priest clearly felt that Yakoe was fleeing with all kinds of difficulties, although he despised him, but he didn't want to stay alone in such a place.

Because of the constraints of the terrain, Yagongi has long been desperate to use both hands and feet, how can he still have the ability to support the form of the demon sacrifice.

But at this moment, the Demon Sacrifice can still maintain this form, and those eyes can still see everything outside clearly through Wu Jitang's cracked eyes.

The first thing the Demon Festival saw was not the difficult crawling figure of Yagongzi, but the dazzling Buddhist word 'Mi' outside the eye socket, do you want to figure it out?

I've tried it a long time ago, and the pain like a pinprick is not something he can bear, so wait for death?

Hehe, such a cowardly person has long been ready to die.

But can he say he's lucky?

Because at least you can choose to die, and it is more likely to be euthanized, because at this moment you enjoy such a delicious blood soul, although it does not provide you with the power to break everything.

But that's at least what I like.

Humble and clever guy, all cause and effect have long been running in the cycle of heavenly principles, and the arrogance at that time laid the groundwork for today's pain, and the hatred is not happy.

The color of joy appeared on the face of the demon sacrifice, he was ready to enjoy the last happiness, Wu Jitang's body was his severed head meal, how could he not enjoy it.

But when his teeth touched his flesh, reality told him everything.

This is not a decapitation for you, because there is no such treatment in Buddhist monks.

The sore teeth of the mouth completely aroused the resentment buried in the soul.

It can be said that the brain of a Zen monk who often studies Buddhism is attracted by the deep scriptures, although the demon sacrifice is sealed by the word 'Mi', but what you need to know is that the carrier of the demon sacrifice is Wu Jitang, who is flesh and blood.

This will make Wu Jitang embarrassed, besides, what is sealed is only the ability to trap the Demon Sacrifice action, not his cultivation.

What is the difference between the demon sacrifice in Wu Jitang's body and being trapped in the demon dragon ball, isn't it the same that you can plunder at will?

Although I don't know why Wu Jitang's flesh and blood can hurt his hard teeth, what he has is not simple teeth, although the devouring soul power has been evaporated by more than half.

But the other half can still be mobilized, and now he is still in Wu Jitang's body.

Pulling Wu Jitang to die together has become the last obsession in the heart of the demon sacrifice.

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