Chapter 1813： Help each other (1/2)

These two middle-aged men are so imposing that behind them, the mountain of blood corpse is moving violently. ΔΔ 『E 小』 Ω said WWW. 1XIAOSHUO. Com

They did not conceal their own strength at all, and immediately let out the momentum and shocked the Zhuanlun Temple. Obviously, they were preparing to wash the Zhuanlun Temple. Based on the deep cultivation of these two people, they may not be bloodwashed.

Chu Li frowned. He is now in Zhuanlun Temple, and has just turned hostile with Zhuanlun Temple. He is still enlightening and practicing in the runner tower, and has the instructions of a monk in the lotus position. He really can't stand by and just shoot.

The middle-aged man is Ashura, and the high-grade Ashura is likely to reach the second grade, and he needs to be careful to deal with it.

The two looked at the Zhuanlun Temple for a moment, and at the same time fluttered it out.

Outsiders can't see the difference, under Chu Li Dayuan's mirror wisdom, two groups of blood-red breath can see the courtyard wall of Zhuanlun Temple.

”Bang!” With a loud noise, Zhuanlun Temple seemed to tremble.

A dark golden brilliance rises outside the Zhunlun Temple, blocking two groups of red light.

The two middle-aged Ashura nodded, and the secret road was indeed the case, so he continued to palm out.

”Bang bang bang ...” The palms of the two seemed to be endless, and the Zhuanlun Temple kept trembling. The dark golden brilliance blocked the dark red breath, and the dark golden brilliance was getting brighter and flashing.

The hands of these two middle-aged Ashura are strange and deep, each time consuming a huge amount of dark gold.

Chu Li can see the twelve red monks sitting cross-legged around the lotus, pressing their palms on the ground, and the palm prints are on the floor. Their palms are pressed on these palm prints, conveying internal force and urging the temple. Big array.

The runner tower is the hub of the main circle of the runner temple.

Chu Li looked through the Great Circle Mirror, and felt that the twelve red monks could not hold on for a long time, and their internal forces had already consumed most of them. Even if the forces of the twelve were gathered and superimposed, the power doubled, compared with the two outside Shura is still far behind.

Each of these two Asuras is difficult to separate from the Monk of the lotus. The monk of the lotus cannot cope with it, and the twelve monks in red cannot do it. If you are not here today, the Zhunlun Temple will be sad. .

This is the fate. The lotus root monk planted a good cause to produce such a good fruit, which made him inexplicable awe of the cause and effect in the world.

”Bang bang bang ...” The Zhuanlun Temple was shaking endlessly, and the twelve red monks Shen Su's Yungong resisted.

The monks in Zhuanlun Temple gathered quickly and did not come out to fight. Instead, they hid in several underpasses, waited for orders, and were ready to evacuate.

The whole runner temple suddenly quieted down, and everyone was preparing to leave.

Monk Dilian opened her eyes slowly, stepped to the top of Zhuanlun Temple, and stood on the top of the temple with a ritual: ”There is no Amitabha ...”

The Buddha's name is long and reverberating between heaven and earth.

The two Ashura eyes fell on the lotus, and the eyes looked like electricity. Six eyes fought in the air.

As they stared at the Monk of Lotus, they clapped.

The power of the two will arouse two groups of dark gold Guanghua flashing and getting brighter.

Chu Li pondered for a moment, and suddenly appeared on the top floor.