v3 Chapter 1288： Eating without culture (4/6) (1/2)
The heavens of death never imagined that the elders of the **** domain had reached the point of such sand sculptures.
He finally brought people back to the realm of God.
I came to accept a higher level of cultivation culture, and was directly invaded by the sand sculpture culture!
However, the current situation seems to be over.
Death Road originally thought that under the circumstances of Seven Avenues, they could at least play with the golden lanterns.
It turned out that this was a unilateral hammer ...
...
With the palm of his hand, the monks retired from Seven Avenues. If they were to spread out at this time, the faces of the seven families of their gods would be gone.
But the monk didn't do anything, he kept it.
otherwise.
seven people.
Have to die.
Those who can bear the power of his hand in this world, except for the princes who have nowhere to go, are only real people.
And after clearly understanding the strength of Wang Ling.
Even if a monk wants to fight, he must weigh the power of backwash.
It is easy for him to slap, and the injury from back-bite may make him half-hearted.
At this time, Seven Avenue Master got up from the ground and wiped the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
The monk beat them to vomit blood.
This is something they never expected.
The crowd present was also the first time to engage in Buddhism.
The monks' strength is far beyond their imagination.
”Monk, have you thought about the consequences ...” Zhou Zhentian shuddered and had angry emotions, but more of them shuddered.
When his front teeth fell to the ground, he was crushed at the same time, his mouth was covered with blood, and in addition, his internal injuries were serious.
I don't know how long it will take to get over God.
Don't think he can still speak now.
Before long, he will completely lose his voice ...
The high-frequency spitting of 70 shots per second, after all, made his throat unable to bear the pressure.
”The actions of the poor monk are also for the sake of the gods.”
The monk glanced at the Taoists in front of him: ”Several clans can be convinced. If they don't, there are other means for poor monks.”
This is not a joke.
Based on his reincarnation experience in the 3910th century, the monk has concluded tens of thousands of ways to torture the Taoist statue in front of him to the residual blood without being spiked.
Of course, in the case of stubbornness.
Forced crossing is not impossible.
at this point.
Zhou Zhentian is very clear.
You can't beat it.
Unless there is a homeowner's shot, there may be a glimmer of hope ...
The heads of the ten families in the gods are all Taoist gods.
But how easy it is to move the Tao God.
At present, almost all the heads of households are in retreat, and it is impossible to get out of the house easily and get started.
Zhou Zhentian stared at the monk with a dumb feeling of eating Coptis chinensis.
If they can't stop it, the upgrade of the earth is already a matter of course.
Monks rely on their own strength to do whatever they want, leaving them helpless.
When on earth did such a horrifying figure appear?
”Monk. If it weren't for the homeowner's retreat, would you think you could be cheap ...”
Zhou Zhentian looked at the golden lamp: ”I admit that it is not your opponent, and we have the ability to argue!”,
”On the Road?”
The monk smiled: ”The poor monk is accompanying.”
At this point, Seven Avenue Masters took a step forward.
There are problems in their hearts.
”Take the earth upgrade this time! Monk! I ask you ... this high-level path of spiritual cultivation in God's Land, how do these miscellaneous earth practices work?”
”The poor monk thinks that there is no distinction between cultivation and cultivation. There is no way for cultivation. There is a way when there is a person.”