Chapter 945 Even if there are thousands of wolves and tigers here, a poor monk can still overcome obstacles...

Style: Fantasy Author: Ruthless windWords: 2533Update Time: 24/01/12 00:52:39
"Fight back?"

When Lao Jun heard this, he smiled coldly. After the Tai Chi diagram sealed the world and completely isolated the three of them from the world,

He then said to Duobao and Laojun: "Before, Pindao didn't even have a chance to fight back in front of that person. You still want to fight back?"

Speaking of which,

Lao Jun squinted at Honghuang and said in a deep voice: "Now we can only start with the scripture-seeking team! In this way..."

"Cihang, you go to Ksitigarbha. No matter what method you use, you must find the real reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. Do it with confidence and boldness!"

Speaking of which,

The old man stroked his beard, narrowed his eyes and said conspiratorially: "As for Pindao, I need to go to the Daughter's Kingdom first!"

"Alas alas..."

When Duobao heard this, he stopped Lao Jun directly and asked with his big eyes: "What about the poor monk?"

"you?"

Lao Jun glared at him angrily and said bitterly: "Just suppress the other will in your body, otherwise he will do bad things sooner or later!"

After saying that,

Lao Jun waved his hand and took away the Tai Chi diagram, then turned into a ray of light and headed straight for the daughter country, murmuring to himself:

"It's simply unbelievable that a dignified quasi-sage with two corpses and the ancestor of a religion can be frightened into schizophrenia!"

As Laojun murmured to himself, Guanshiyin also looked at Duobao with a look of disgust, and then left quickly,

Duobao, who had a look of astonishment and confusion on his face, stood frozen on the spot!

After a while,

Duobao glanced in the direction of Daughter's Kingdom, frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly waved his hand and grabbed the place where he had vomited blood.

As the Chaos Qi surged, threads of blood appeared from the Chaos Qi and quickly converged towards Duobao's palm.

In an instant,

A drop of golden blood appeared in Duobao's hand,

This is the essence in the basin of blood he spit out before, which even the Xuanhuang Qi cannot annihilate. It is blood that contains a little bit of his original power!

Looking at that drop of blood,

There was a fierce look in Duobao's eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision, and quickly left this chaotic area.

but,

Duobao did not return to Lingshan, but rushed towards Xianyue Sanxing Cave in Hezhou, Xiniu!

He wants this drop of his blood,

Leave it to your own mind!

Aren’t we going to deal with the Buddhist scripture learning team?

That backhand,

It’s time to use it!



at the same time,

There is an uproar in my daughter’s country!

"Fuck... man, he is actually a man. Come and look, he is actually a man. Ahhhhhhh... I can't stand it anymore, I'm wet, I'm soft!!!"

"Look at your arrogant appearance. Seeing that the man doesn't pounce on you, but he's still here? You're like this, and you can't get anything hot from it!"

"Stop talking about her, aren't you the same? Get out of the way... don't stop me from attacking the man! Man, where is my man? My saliva is dripping into my crotch!"

"Mine, this man is mine. In front of my juicer, you low-level bastards, get out of the way and let me drain him!"

"The Juicer Girl is a hammer. This is my famous ancestral weapon, and it comes with the skill 'Eighteen Beats with Hu Clamp'. Man, come to me quickly, we can go to the Paradise of Elysium together!"



"Amitabha is a Buddha, are all the donors here so enthusiastic? Damn it...even if the poor monk is ready to sacrifice his life to feed the Buddha, he still can't resist it!"

"Don't worry, donors. Even if there are thousands of wolves and tigers here, a poor monk can overcome thorns and thorns, explore the jade peaks of thousands of wolves, and the deep springs of thousands of tigers. Don't... Damn it, don't touch..."

"Please let me go, female donor, and don't touch the nine-ringed tin staff of the poor monk. It is not the poor monk's treasure. Bah, it is the poor monk's treasure, but it is not the treasure you want..."

"Hey...female donor, you are too arrogant. In broad daylight, you actually rode on a poor monk's tin staff. You simply don't take the poor monk seriously?!"

"Who? Who is touching my eight pairs of abdominal muscles? Take your hands away, otherwise I will shock you to death, fuck...don't pull it out, don't pull it out, those are diaphragm hairs...it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"



Surrounded by countless people who are like wolves and tigers, San Burian can face demons and top bosses in the three realms without changing his expression.

Now the color has completely changed!

I'm crazy,

What is all this stuff?

Not only did they not say that they wanted Bilian, but they even reached out and touched randomly.

Forget about those who are eight and nine years old, it's really too much for you, an old lady with only two front teeth left, to join in the fun!

Looking at the old monsters mixed in the crowd, as well as the crazy females tearing apart their precious cassocks with red eyes——

San Zang's heart was lifted directly to his throat!

Especially when he saw,

There were no less than a hundred hands grabbing at his crotch, eager to tear his treasure off, when San Zang's whole body burst open!

The women here,

More frightening than the monsters in the mountains and forests!

"Amitabha, form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. The poor monk has no color in his heart, so all the beautiful things in front of him are red and pink skulls!"

"As the saying goes, no matter how magnificent you are, you will eventually turn into a skeleton and a handful of loess!"

"Amitabha of Anima, my Buddha is compassionate and immovable as a mountain!"

boom!

As San Zang finished speaking, a huge momentum instantly broke out on him, and as his brocade cassocks stirred,

Like a boulder dropped into a calm lake!

The red and pink skeletons surrounding the three burials on the inner and outer floors were knocked away by the huge force.

The beauties flew together, carrying countless water droplets with them, following the red and pink skeletons and shooting in all directions.

In a burst of "crackling" and "ouch" sounds,

No one dared to approach within five feet of the third burial. This scene frightened many women!

but,

As those women flew up, a breeze blew by, and there was a pungent smell of horses and fleas in the air!

As for the three burials,

He even looked at the ground that had become wet within five feet of his feet, puzzled?

strangeness?

It's not raining?

Why is the ground wet?

San Zang was a little puzzled, as if he didn't know why there was such a pungent smell of horse fleas in the interior?

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Just when San Zan was confused and the girls were wailing, a burst of heavy footsteps suddenly appeared from a distance.

The ground also vibrated synchronously with that sound!

The next second,

The girls who were lying on the ground moaning and groaning before seemed to have noticed some wild beast, and their expressions changed at the same time.

Regardless of the wet ground, he struggled to crawl towards the distance, his face full of panic and fear!

At this time,

As the dull 'dong-dong' sound sounded, San Zang found that the buildings on both sides were shaking simultaneously!

He seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw the street corner in front of him.

Suddenly two arms thick and black flew out——

braid!

Real braids!

But before he could recover, he saw a huge fat figure rushing out of the street corner ahead.

The reason why it is said to be huge is

It's because from the perspective of the third burial, you can only see a big gourd with indistinguishable facial features and a blushing face, shaking a pair of disproportionately small claws.

Jumping towards him!

Especially after seeing myself,

Fatty Dundun didn't know whether his eyes were opened or not, but suddenly two rays of blood shot out. He didn't know whether he was excited or excited?

Or maybe the sight of a man caused brain congestion?

Just when San Zang was at a loss,

Suddenly I saw that fat man with his mouth open and pouring blood, and he stepped on the ground with a thud, kicking the hard bluestone into pieces.

After successfully kicking out another large pit with a diameter of three meters,

Fatty actually broke free from Newton's shackles and jumped into the sky...