If it's more arrogant?

So now the backbone of the monk Yizen is the most arrogant, in the face of such a cold dragon breath, he still did not dodge, is it his self-confidence, or contempt for the demon lord, or is there something else hidden?

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The mighty black dragon breath gushed out, and even the demon dragon himself felt trembling, if the target of the dragon breath was himself, then it was definitely a dead end.

In those eyes, there was both fear and fanatical excitement, the sneer in his heart, and the disdain on his face, he must have said: "Bold, or blind, I can't even hide." ”

Immediately thought about it, the excitement in his eyes completely overpowered the fear, this is right, it was the great demon lord who made the shot, how can all living beings still have the courage to dodge in front of him, saying that the black breath of death has sealed all the retreats, and the heart has already decided that a Zen monk has a dead end.

Solemnity is based on calmness.

In the face of the dead black light, a Zen monk did not show much on his face, although there was no fear, but the snow-white beard was quietly stained with a layer of evil black frost, and even on the eyebrows.

The ethereal demon lord must be trying to kill with one move, before the black death light hits, a layer of black cold ice quietly spreads under the feet of Yizen, freezing Yizen's feet, of course, all this, how can the bone demon dragon who has long been blinded by fear and joy know.

It can be said that from the beginning of the Demon Dragon Sacrifice, Ichizen's deep gaze attracted the attention of the Demon Lord lying in the coffin of the silent years, and the same Ichizen also found the image of defeat that lingered in the coffin.

Someone found a secret, so how not to get rid of it quickly, so the demon lord thinks that a zen must die.

And discovering the monstrous blood evil, as a monk, how can you not cross the sea of sentient beings and suffering.

But the profound Dharma of Yizen is still on the way, and the monstrous blood evil of the demon lord is in front of him.

Where are you?

A Zen monk knows better than anyone else, the experience given by the years has long made him unbearable, the black death light seems to be fast and slow, if it is not for the demon lord to take the lead in sealing the retreat of a Zen, anyone who can still breathe hot air is unwilling to face such a cold alone.

Why is the black death light slow, the dead silence in the air is also the source of replenishing itself, obviously the demon lord has the intention of killing with one blow, although the distance between them cannot be calculated by the Dao, but their own means can not be understood by reason, a person dares to purify my heart, this is a big joke, wait for me to surpass you.

A Zen monk quickly recited the Buddhist text.

How can the world of the Buddha be stained with dirt, and the face is suddenly clean, where is there a foothold of black frost and ice, and the soft golden light quietly diffuses all over the body, just like a big Buddha.

What about the Big Buddha, there are also big Buddhas who are destroyed under the hands of the Demon Lord, and each of them is much more advanced than the Dharma of the person in front of him, and everyone keeps saying that they want to surpass themselves, but in the end, there are those who are overtaken by themselves, and there are even a few who have been purified by themselves and become free and easy Demon Venerables.

"Amitabha. ”

What others are thinking in their hearts, how can a Zen know, those eyes are quietly closed, because in what a slow black death light has already been killed in front of them.

The Buddha Light must have thought about struggling, but before the black light arrived, a Zen monk and the golden Buddha Light froze like a frozen fish.

In order to enjoy such a spectacular scene, the Bone Demon Dragon was still enjoying it thoroughly, and the death light close to a Zen monk became extremely fast, bursting out with sky-high energy, impacting the whole body of a Zen monk.

A Zen monk is in a black light all over his body, the demon lord's means are extremely clever, the black light does not vent the slightest, like a maggot on the tarsal bone to entangle a Zen monk.

The eyes of the demon dragon are excited to climb to the highest point, those eyes are not the death of a Zen monk, but their own coincidence to obtain a great credit, the great demon lord is to borrow his own hands to kill the person he wants to kill, so this is not a kind of chance, if the demon lord is happy, just throw something to me, this sacrifice is not the lack of make up?

The Bone Demon Dragon's ecstasy and blind belief have long been blind.

And the distant demon lord is not blind, and the silent death light has not been extinguished, which means that the bald donkey in it is not dead.

And after a long time, the face that has been lying in the coffin for a long time has been pale, and now it is already pale, the demon lord has given up, and it has been frozen for so long, so it will be for a long time.

And how hateful the person with a snickering face seemed to him, Leng Feng's face spat lightly: "Stupid!"

For some reason, the Demon Dragon's heart suddenly tightened, he must not have thought that it was the Demon Lord's dislike, and he was already frightened in front of him.

The bone-chilling cold did not freeze a Zen, so much so that the face of the demon dragon was completely frozen, how could a skinless face withstand such a cold.

The already pitch-black bones grew several points in an instant, and the layers of black frost were like flesh and blood crazily derived from his body, and like the same Zen, he had no chance to hide if he wanted to.

I just don't know if he has the same supernatural powers as a Zen monk, or that his own saliva pouring on his body won't have many side effects.

Even if it is frozen by the death light, although the Buddha light is frozen, it does not mean death. The clean face was not polluted by half of the dead light, and the scriptures did not stop, supporting the invasion of the dead light.

The means of a Zen monk will not be simple, the stay of the guard is the beginning, the palms of the fold are released, the hands are gently pushed, and the two golden Buddha palms appear out of thin air, and then they are pushed towards the death light ice.

Is the demon dragon's heart still thinking about the great opportunity, that full of surprise, he must be shouting in his heart: "Impossible, will the demon lord actually miss the time?"

Of course, the demon lord will not miss, but He Nai borrowed your wasted hand.

Of course, the demon lord who was far away in the years could not do anything, the Buddha light had broken through his Dao method, and a trace of golden light suddenly overflowed in the impenetrable death light, just like the dazzling sunlight breaking through the thick black clouds, wisps of hope were firmly pumped on the face of the demon lord.

This slap really hurts, and a Zen monk bathed in the light of the Buddha appeared unscathed in front of the demon dragon's eyes, those deep eyes without the slightest fear, of course, ignored him again, and had been facing the demon lord through endless years.

On the other hand, the demon dragon's bones are the saddest, the large body is completely frozen, and there is no trace of vitality exposed, you must know that this is the means of the great demon master, how can a mere slave have the possibility of struggling.

Such a slap, how could such an arrogant demon lord easily endure it.

He had slept enough in the cold coffin, and he who had not been active for many years remembered his prestige.

The body of the flowing rancid and evil water slowly condensed on the coffin lid, and the obviously angry demon lord did not lose his mind, and his bed still couldn't bear to break.

A Zen monk's face suddenly became startled, the sense of danger in his heart rose sharply, the scriptures in his mouth did not stop, the Dharma in his hands had been issued, and two huge palms appeared in the air, slapping towards the frozen demon dragon body.

Yizen is really smart, and no matter how great he is, he can't show up without a carrier.

"Bang!"

Is it the sound of ice shattering, demon dragons cracking bones?

Obviously, the solemn expression of a Zen monk was not because of this, the huge golden palms turned into ashes with a bang before they hit the demon dragon.

You must know that the great demon lord wants face, and Yizen breaking his Dao has already made him very faceless, and there seem to be traces of being pumped in the white of his face now, how can he really hit the face with the palm of the substance.

"Amitabha. ”

The Buddha spit lightly, and the surprise on Yizen's face quickly dissipated, and he couldn't stop it, so why worry.

Obviously, the arrival of the demon lord did not notify the demon dragon, and there was no ice on the huge body, but before the happiness of the demon dragon came, the horror climbed up the entire skeleton, and the whole body rolled strangely, as if it was roasted on the fire, and the color of pain was exposed by the empty skeleton.

The periphery of the demon dragon's body has been surrounded by a huge circle of blue light, no matter how he rolls and hits, he can't escape, but the sound of grief does spread far away, could it be that the demon lord thinks that the whole world is crawling at his feet in horror?

Buddhism is compassionate, how can it endure the world's unjustified calamity.

"Amitabha. "The light Buddha number formed an impenetrable giant net, and the screams of the demon dragon were forbidden to seal it, and the monstrous flames of the demon lord could not be crossed by half a step.

The long-lost voice sounded in Yizen's heart again, and he said coldly and quite concernedly: "Master, you still want to think about your own situation, right?"

The demon lord sitting on the coffin has not disappeared, and his face is a little distorted, his face is actually about to be swollen by this junior, how can he bear his anger, and the cold voice sounded in Yizen's heart: "Bald donkey, are you looking for death." ”

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