Chapter 1784： Evil sword (1/2)

After the two rounds disappeared, the Monk of Huanhua narrowed his eyes, his eyes were clear and pure, without a trace of emotion, as if he was completely calm, it was the complete realization of Buddhism. EZΔ novel Ww% W. * 1XIAOSHUO. Com

Chu Li frowned.

Turning in China in this state of mind must be very difficult. He is also a stranger to kill this sword. It is important to know that the sword Qi of Qi Tianjian not only kills the body, but also hurts the soul. There is almost no reason for surviving the sword, even though Heaven.

Chu Li drew his sword again, and his sword rose sharply into the sky.

”There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south ...” The Buddhist monk Changhua announced a Buddhist horn, and the whole body began to bloom with golden light, which became brighter and brighter, like a Buddha came to the world.

His eyes were calm and waterless, without sorrow and joy, with a strange fingerprint on his hands, his movements were calm, and he seemed to hit the sword tip slowly but accurately.

”Ding ......” In the clear voice, Jian Tianjian trembled.

Chu Li only felt that a strange power penetrated into the sword's tip, like an awl drilled into it, and went up into his own body against the trend. The purity was beyond imagination.

Unfortunately, when it reached the position of the palm, it encountered Supreme King Kong's immortal, and was blocked by a block. He tried to get in but was blocked.

A white spot appeared on the palm of the Zhuanhua Monk. This white spot gradually expanded and became larger and bigger, swallowing the left hand little by little, and eventually the whole left hand completely disappeared.

This white spot is the point where the Tiantian sword was hard-wired. Although he withstood the Tiantian sword's blow and failed to pierce it, the strength of the Tiantianjue was overbearing and he was too lethal, and he could not restrain it.

”There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south ...” The monk of Lu Ming also announced a Buddhist slogan, and slowly sat down on the ground to take a look at the position of the heart and mouth, where there was already hollow, but no blood flowed out.

Monk Lun Ming began to recite scriptures after his hands were sealed. Bao Xiang was solemn and ready to log into Tianwaitian. He knew that his wounds and the vitality from the wounds were too overbearing. He could not be resolved and had to go to heaven.

He turned to look at the Zhunlun Temple behind him, and sighed secretly. Fortunately, he had already made a thorough arrangement before he started, presumably the next **** is a disciple of the Zhunlun Temple.

Chu Li stared at the monk Huanhua, watching his left hand disappear, his expression still calm, his eyes without grief and joy, as if it was not his own hand that disappeared.

He was afraid, so that the characters could not help but not take their own lives seriously, nor would they take the lives of others seriously. It is likely to perform the mystery of jade burning.

He glanced at Lian Ming Monk, his frown tightened even more.

The golden light of monk Luming blooms, like the golden light of a monk in Huahua, under the solemnity of Bao Xiang, his eyes are more and more calm, and the feelings are gradually eliminated, without sorrow or joy.

This is obviously a thorough understanding, and the state of mind has steepened to a higher level.

As a **** of heaven, you can advance to the next level. Opportunity, luck, and wisdom are all indispensable. I did not expect that the monk of Lun Ming still has such a blessing, and he can survive when he is dead.

After he advances to another level, he will naturally be saved from death.

Chu Li naturally did not allow this kind of thing to happen, Wu Tianjian was out of the sheath again, and slowly stabbed in the past. When he was about to be stabbed, the Zhuanhua monk suddenly appeared in front of Lunming monk.

”There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south ...” The Zhuanhua monk Chang Xuan declared a Buddhist horn, and patted the sword with the remaining right palm.

Chu Li steep then stepped back and disappeared suddenly.

”Boom!” In a thunderous thunder, the Huanhua monk disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before. Only the deep pit on the ground and the bare surrounding area indicated a previous explosion.

Monk Lunming's large red monk robe hunted and wandered. If he was in the wind, his face was as calm as water, his eyes were neither sad nor joyful, and he was not touched by the monk who came to China to save him.

Chu Li appeared suddenly, and she pressed Ji Tianjian with her hand, and said lightly, ”Lunming, congratulations!”