The sound of life grows stormy and stormy, and it generally hits the print of the sky, and the witch and monk fight the ink djinn cosmic tune! Su Jing hasn’t woken up yet, but … He has made moves?
Heaven has changed his complexion again.
So ordinary Hua Yin’s confrontation with the metaphysical universe is dull, and the "life" is against the profound universe. This is not a realm of cultivating the yuan and holding hands with the state of mind! After a fierce battle, Heaven has long known that these sugar men are not easy to deal with, but he still didn’t expect that they may be weak in strength, but they have a high mind, and they think that they are practicing the world … Uber!
The sound of songs, bells, laughter, classics and flowers in the decisive battle of France has changed, and it has become a Gangfeng cry, and it has become a thunder sensation. The sound of heaven stirs up the clouds and clouds, and the golden light, the Buddha’s light, the blood color and the rainbow light have crushed the floating city into a ball.
It’s another tea scene in the past … When the last tea was served, Su Jing settled into the routine. At the moment when the last tea was successful, the "Lingtian" split in the sky, and the golden pill burst into the sky and the long black stick around him was cut off!
After the bracelet is lost, the stick is also lost.
The golden pill flies, collapses and disperses in a row from east to west from the eastern horizon, and the sun blooms one after another at the end of the western horizon!
Even in the fierce battle, it will not delay the three bodies to look up and count the sun "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, … nine! Nine suns? ！”
Shouldn’t it be seven days after five days? How can there be two more lights, and how can it jump directly to the ninth?
Cross the sky for nine days!
A fire went up into the sky and Su Jingfei flew in print for days.
It was also Su Jing who broke the sky and suddenly yelled, "Stop!" His song came to an abrupt end, a mouthful of blood gushed out like ink, and then his huge hands fell and thundered and he didn’t listen to the monk … Mo djinn himself won the game, but he didn’t expect "those flowers."
Witches and monks occupy the two poles of "fierceness and kindness", and it is difficult to deal with the complementary sounds and methods, while the universal love will prevail.
But the flowers gave birth to the sound to completely change the fight.
On the truth that it is far better to practice justice than to lose; However, when it comes to the true meaning of djinn’s cosmic tune, he realized that those Hua Yin are real and real sounds after observing the stars and wandering around the Milky Way. This is the mysterious meaning that is really a fighting song, but the "fake" flower is fragile but the "true" sound enters the floating city, and immediately it is dragged into entanglement and pulling the stalemate.
If it’s a stalemate, it’s really shocking that Su Jing jumped up and killed him … Even if he came out, he should preside over the flower array. He rushed to the flower but didn’t lose a cent? That is to say, someone else is in charge of the flower tide
This account can’t be better. In the struggle of dragging sound method, Su Jing jumps directly to smash the tower of babel behind him and destroy the big bursts of ink djinn, who is the main array, will be attacked by itself … Justice decides to accept the sound method and do direct detonation!
It doesn’t make much difference if you are forced to accept the French sound and the French sound is broken. Heaven is not lightly injured immediately, but it is negligible compared with the large array of self-attack. djinn clearly distinguishes which end is lighter and which end is heavy.
Heaven and earth two women fell to the ground at the same time …
Floating city didn’t listen to fall to the ground. She was hit by a reflection monk. After she made a move, her mind gently refused to listen to the prayer spirit thief’s manic outburst. She killed twenty evil spirits, broke into the spirit’s palm, and then dared to fight against the magic sound. It had already exceeded the endurance limit. She had lost her life from the mountain library’s spiritual robe. If she went on, she would die. It was suspected that the monk had hit her.
On the ground, Su Jing fell to the ground one foot before closing the place. She jumped out of the ground first and then fell down, and the flowers around her withered.
Launching a flower sea is not Su Jing but her sun, and who can be more vain than her? When Su Jing woke up, the monk didn’t listen to her. Hua Yin really delayed justice, but the real meaning was not that there was a repair competition in the war department. Yang Saburo was far from being able to hold on until now. If Su Jing woke up half a cup of tea late, she would even be stunned.
Two women fall down, and the inky djinn hits, and the huge palm covers the sky!
The shadow monk waved a pale golden cloud first, and the cloud package flew out of the city without listening. The monk stayed where he was and looked up at the overwhelming hand following the shadow monk’s valiant arms.
Step, hold your head high, and arm. He tries to put on a "big" gesture, which is neither fish nor fowl, and the lion’s roar in his mouth is not a curse, but a roar full of piety, gratitude and expectation. "Buddha!"
Buddha!
Chapter one hundred and ninety-one Goodbye ideal
Step, hold your head high, arm. He tries to put a "big" gesture. This gesture is neither fish nor fowl. The lion’s roar in his mouth is not a curse. It is full of piety, gratitude and expectation. "Buddha!"
Buddha!
When yelling, bells and drums ring, Zen sings and golden light bursts. All the visions are broken, and a huge palm print behind the monk appears horizontally and pats forward!