v2 Chapter 882： Power coming (2/2)

Another figure rushed in from the light of destiny.

This figure is also vague and vague, as is smoke and fog, and it is also indistinguishable, and no spiritual interest can be detected.

Huh!

With less than a few breaths before and after, seven or eight misty silhouettes rushed out of the light of destiny.

however.

It's not over.

It didn't take long for another five or six hazy figures to appear.

Huh!

Another figure burst out from the light of destiny.

The figure that appeared this time was neither hazy nor vague, but an old man, a vicious old man.

The old man appeared and flashed to the side for the first time. He looked at more than a dozen vague figures. A pair of dark eyes flashed with strange colors. Then he looked at Jingkou, where the light of destiny was blooming. His expression moved slightly. When he saw Xuanyuan standing above the wellhead, his eyes became suspicious again, and the more he looked, the more he was astonished.

Just then.

Another figure emerged from the light of destiny.

This figure is neither hazy nor fuzzy.

Is a monk.

A bald monk wearing a robe and a fat body, a monk holding a bowl in one hand and holding a delicious one in his hand. After appearing, he first said a word to Amitabha.

”Fuji monk!”

The previously appearing eerie old man stared at the bald monk ~~ and shouted his name.

The Fuji monk took a sip of delicious food, and he smiled, ”The old Guangyin senior is also here.”

”There is more than one husband.” The gloomy old man called Guangyin glanced at more than a dozen vague figures in the distance, and laughed: ”All the things that should come, all the things that shouldn't.”

When Fuji monk's eyes swept away, and he looked at more than a dozen vague figures, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he said aloud Amitabha, saying, ”Little monk has seen your power.”

On the other side, there were more than a dozen vague figures who didn't bother him, as if they hadn't heard it, they kept looking at Xuanyuan on the wellhead.

The monk Fuji also followed, and like everyone else, when his gaze fell on Xuanyuan, the monk of Fuji also drew a deep frown, and the more he looked at the deeper frown, the more he wondered in his heart. The richer it gets.

suddenly!

There was another change in the light of Destiny, and a group of seven or eight people rushed out of it.

It was seven or eight old men, headed by a handsome young man who couldn't see whether it was a man or a woman. The young man in black looked around with a look of surprise, saying: ”It's really hilarious, all have come So many people ... ”

Before he finished speaking, the young man in black was forcibly stopped by an old man behind him. The old man looked at the second monk, looked at Guangyin, and looked at more than a dozen vague figures. The muscles in the corners of the mouth twitched twice.

They were watching, and the monks, Guangyin, etc. who were opposite them were also looking at them, as if they were very confused about the identity of the seven or eight people.

however.

It didn't take long for the Light of Destiny to change again.

Two men rushed out of the light of destiny, a calm and calm man in Tsing Yi, and the other was a cold and fierce boy in white.