"Hmph, go die!"

Does the Demon Lord think he's laughing early?

You must know that a Zen monk is still standing there quite majestic, hehe, he has closed his eyes and is waiting to die, and who can save him from his own hands?

Everything is ridiculous. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The melodious butterfly had already floated to his chest, and the blue-gray robe of a Zen monk suddenly turned into powder with a "coax", and the original pale golden light had also disappeared with the robe.

A smile appeared on the quiet and peaceful face, maybe this is his own destiny, living for so long, the years to come must be by the Buddha's side, without the slightest distraction.

Different from the quiet and peaceful face of a Zen monk, the blood-colored face of a Zen monk is like a cold front, it is obvious that he has too much obsession with the world and he doesn't want to die, and the most important thing is that he doesn't want to die like this, today's failure is another decision made by himself, if it is his own defeat, then there is nothing to say.

But what about now?

Is it dragged into hell, for the dignified Blood Emperor, hell is not terrible, what is terrible is that his heart cannot be stuffed in the entire hell.

Hehe, the Blood Emperor is pathetic, what if there are a thousand kinds of suffering in his heart, the invisible barrier still can't be broken to such a field, just like the death of the body has nothing to do with the barrier, the death of the sealed self, for them, is it also an alternative relief.

Of course, the target of the Death Light Butterfly is the heart of a Zen monk, and only by destroying the things in it can this person be considered truly dead.

And there is nothing to stop him, and it is easy to cut open his heart.

The wings of agitation were as sharp as knives, but he didn't need them.

The skin and flesh are ridiculous, the petite figure is completely gone, and the relief is a pain, and a trace of pain on the originally quiet face of a Zen monk is squeezed out with difficulty.

Is it the unwillingness of life, or the pain of blood.

"Hey~. ”

How many sighs can converge into such compassion.

The face of the demon lord is gloomy like water, who dares to spoil the good deeds of the master, his cold eyes swept around, are you not at ease with yourself?

You must know that this world has long been independent of itself, is it an auditory hallucination?

It's ridiculous, can I be so stupid at that time, and the black butterfly I contain has been shattered, which can't be any illusion.

A cold smile unfolded on his face, dare to spoil your own good deeds, are you worthy?

The eyes of a Zen monk had already opened, and there were tears in his eyes, or endless remorse, and he sighed softly and said, "Master, why is this so?"

Kongming's voice echoed in the air: "Yizen, death is not the end of life. ”

"Hey~" A Zen sighed lightly, and the sad color rose up on his face, do you understand the truth of that sentence, I have been enlightening, but I am always confused because of my talent and dullness.

The demon lord's cold gaze swept towards Yizen, sneered, and said in a low voice: "Who should I be, dare to harm the master's business, it turns out that you bald donkeys who have been dead for an unknown amount of time." ”

Bald donkey, and at this time, a Zen monk in front of the condensation of six or kind eyebrows, or smile, or angry big bald donkey, except for one face is clearer, its and five faces are shrouded in a thick fog, but the strange thing is that although through the fog, but always feel that everyone's expression will be very clear.

Compared with the gloomy face of the demon lord, the blood-colored Zen in the heart of the monk was not to mention how excited he was, and his eyes were looking straight at the ancient Buddha.

Excitement doesn't mean that there is no anger, those eyes look at it, and the anger in it climbs to a higher level, how to keep yourself from being angry, you must know that they have sealed themselves for so long, if they didn't have themselves, they would have become wild horses without themselves. When his eyes caught a glimpse of the clearer face of the Buddha.

Those eyes couldn't hold the bloody anger, the whole body was trembling slightly, and a few words were squeezed out between the teeth: "Empty Zen bald donkey, you lied to me." ”

What kind of hatred, and what kind of resentment, makes the blood color one Zen hate the empty Zen master so much.

Although the eyes hate, but the blood color is very clear, what a rare opportunity this is, the Buddhist door treasure 'Yang Xing' that sealed himself actually left by himself, so didn't he open the door and let himself go?

How can you not grasp such an opportunity?

He whispered, "Demon, we're going home." "The world of the empty mirror is destined to be alone, the excitement in the eyes of the bloody Zen has not dissipated, and the horror rushes to the upper cheeks, why can't you feel the breath of love, if you lose him, then what fun is there to go home.

A low cry sounded in the heart of the monk, and the bloody Yizen knew that it was not that he had lost him, but that he was hiding and didn't want to see himself, and now if he didn't have his help, then what would he do to earn with the bald donkey, so how could he not cry and not be depressed.

A Zen monk closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's voice continuously, as if he was like an outsider.

How could the Buddha of the Empty Ming answer the words of the Great Demon, is the Demon Lord in a very good mood now, or he is not sure, and he also falls in love with nonsense: "A few relics Yang Stars, do you dare to block the way of the master, don't let me get out of the way." ”

It's definitely nonsense that makes him laugh at himself, and since he will appear in front of Ichima, then they won't be able to retreat easily.

Sure enough, the demon lord still smiled: "Hahaha~." ”

The invisible sound wave immediately dispersed, and it was quite weird and tricky to rush towards a Zen monk, obviously the demon lord was already discouraged, if he only had the ability of the sixth layer, if he could have the courage to shake the six ancient Buddhas with his own strength.

Although he despised them on the lips, he knew very well in his heart that to cultivate Yangxing, he not only needed to be superb in Buddhism during his lifetime, but also needed countless descendants to recite scriptures and preach the Dharma in front of the Buddha in order to achieve success, and the Buddha himself with a clear face was not afraid, although the breath of the Buddha on its body was not weak at all, but it always felt a trace of far-fetched in it.

As for the other five, even if the deity is here, it is enough to drink a pot.

Obviously, there is no hope of crushing and killing head-on, so the crooked evil way is derived in the heart, and it is not the six Buddhas that I want to fight, but the humble ant, just step on him.

Obviously, he just turned his ass and left, and the noble face of the demon lord couldn't stand such an insult.

He thinks that his magic voice is tricky, but in the vast and eternal Buddha world, how can there be trickery for him to turn around, and the palms of the six giant Buddhas stretched out at the same time.

The smell of egg yolk is derived, and it invisibly forms an impermeable wall.

"Bang. ”

The demon lord should have known the result a long time ago, the Buddha wall did not move at all, and the demon sound was not only turned away, but also evaporated, and that face was not simply gloomy.

Anger is mixed with terrible, when did the demon lord suffer such anger, he has been asleep for so long, and once he shot it, he actually hit himself in the face, how can he bear this evil breath.

"Bald donkey, I will take his life. ”

The Buddha with kind eyebrows and kind eyes is still kind and kind, and the smiling and angry Buddha has not changed in the slightest.

Although it has been determined that it has been kicked on the iron plate, but the demon lord himself must also kick the iron plate to pieces, you must know that the person who is guarded by the six ancient Buddhas must have something not simple on his body, if there is any unexpected discovery, it may be a long-awaited opportunity It is difficult to say.

Whether it was for the sake of dignity or for the glimmer of expectation in his mind, the demon lord thought that he should cut open the body of Ichizen and see what was inside.

Didn't you come here to fight with those six bald donkeys, if you want to seize the opportunity to grab the ants, then everything is much simpler?

It is difficult to wipe out the six Buddhas, but it is much easier to capture a Zen.

Is that really the case?

You know, among so many pairs of eyes, there are those who live longer than him, although his methods are clever, but after all, there are so many pairs of eyes staring, and trying to dodge Tengna is just wishful thinking on the part of the demon lord and his self-confidence is bursting.

"Bang!"

The demon lord was angry, the pain of his head hitting the wall was not comfortable, the faint Buddha wall was in front of him, and it was obvious that those bright eyes saw the demon lord's ghost tricks.

The art of fake body can also be said to be ridiculous in front of all Buddhas.

And at this time, since the figures of the two demon lords appeared, it was one of them who wanted to raid and kill Yizen, but obviously hit the wall, and the one standing in place quickly faded, clearly confusing the illusion.

Doesn't he understand it now?

If you want to kick and smash the iron plate, it's just wishful thinking, as for that glimmer of expectation, it's not worth your own desperate efforts, no matter who has been sure, they all give up so quickly, even the great demon lord.

Once again, the Demon Lord thought that he had killed a Zen monk under heavy protection without any hope, and this face was already settled.

To be able to live for so long, the choice is not simply determined by face, but as soon as the thought arises, it has already been decided.

The head general will be raised, his eyes will almost crack, and the angry voice will shatter the barrier he had originally held: "Bald donkey and dare?"

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