"The earth treasure king also asks you to stay." Black and white often come out at this time and block the young monk’s hand to intercept.

"The young monk walks in the long river of time, and two donors can’t stop the young monk."
But I saw that the black and white often didn’t seem to be in the same place, so I slipped out from the two of them.
"Terrible" black and white are often used together, but they can’t stop the young monk from catching one.
The young monk suddenly stopped and turned to look at the black and white. "I’m stupid," he said. "When you come here, the strong will know that the water will be destroyed. Please tell the young monk that it’s very grateful."
"Want to know the water? It’s wishful thinking. I’m telling you that the pig bodhi old zu, the sand monk and the monk Chen are dead. This time, it’s not just my nether world that makes moves. The godfather has calculated that the monk Chen is dead. "
"Are you? Two benefactors can tell the young monk that the master of the young monk is not dead. "The young monk in Tibet looked naive."
"That’s true … but when did we promise to tell you that the water was gone?" Black often followed the little monk’s words, but he sensed something was wrong.
"Amitabha, the little monk naturally has a way to tell the two." The Tibetan monk looked at the black and white and often smiled gently for a moment and clapped a palm to make an instant statue of a golden body. The golden body emerged with three heads and six arms. As the little monk moved his six arms, he instantly formed a law and seal, and he often suppressed it.
The young monk is a part of Amitabha’s golden body torn apart. It is really strange that his strength is beyond the standard but lower than that of the strong.
That black and white is often accumulated millions of quasi-strong people with rich background, and it is only a matter of time before the ghost Lord gives up monopolizing the fate of the netherworld.
Looking at the six French-Indian black and white, I am often not afraid to cry in my hand. The black chain is neatly rolled towards the young monk.
Chapter 1622 Slaughter and attack too Yi Dao.
"bang"
You can’t fool people with the level of realm and the level of combat power.
It’s like now that the young monk is better than black and white, and the treasure bottle seal is shrouded, and the black and white are often faced with the young monk’s attack on the root, so he dare not be distracted to cope with the power of the treasure bottle seal, which is instantly shattered by the Tibetan king’s fear of lions and scattered in the light.
"Young monk, this is my nether world, and you must not be presumptuous." In the virtual space, a ghost claw covers the sun, and it covers the sun towards the young monk, and the reincarnation force flow is short, and it seems that it is necessary to slap the young monk into reincarnation.
"Amitabha"
Amitabha really came to the mother river, and the eye swept across the whole mother river. When the mother river rolled back, Amitabha took a jade bottle and fell into Amitabha’s hand.
Looking at the jade bottle, Amitabha closed her eyes and said nothing. In my mind, a god light flashed through her eyes and burst out, which was ignited. The past and the future were all captured by Amitabha.
"Hua"
The river was released by Amitabha again, but Amitabha’s sullen palm was facing the imaginary pull and instantly penetrated the barrier, and the nether world was close at hand.
Seeing that Amitabha is about to step into the nether world, there is a faint smile. "Amitabha, please stay."
"Before Taiyi, you secretly took the seat and didn’t pursue it. Do you still want to stop me now?" Amitabha stopped and closed his eyes with the passage of the nether world to look at the ancestor Taiyi.
Taiyi’s ancestor, the sage-like spirit, walked out of the void. "If you want to have a discussion with Taoist friends, we might as well try our best."
Amitabha looked at Tongtian Road and then at Taiping’s ancestor, but he smiled coldly. "It’s better to see if you dare to stop me if there’s anything wrong with this old guy."
"shua"
"shua"
"shua"
In the Da Lei Yin Temple, several innate immortal light flashes rose to the sky and instantly broke down, falling on Tai Yi Dao.