The City of Terror

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Well, no matter whether the Buddha has a reaction time or not, there is no room for dodge in the shredded net.

The white mist and the big guns turned the Buddha's seeds through the moment, and suddenly the Buddha's light that was originally crumbling was broken.

At the next moment, at the same time as the white mist appeared in the head of the white mist, the shredded net was not polite, and it slammed, and it would be like a broken egg. The obstacles were taken from the white mist of the white mist and the big gun.

The white mist of the white mist is not as flexible as the shredded pork. It can only be watched as the shredded pork is dragged into the Weibei's palm and disappeared.

Fortunately, this white fog magical gun has not yet evolved to the extent of consciousness. Otherwise, this white fog magical gun will probably be entangled in Wei Xiaobei for a while.

I have to say that the altar of life has crazy madness for any treasure.

Just after the Buddha was dragged into the palm of his hand, Wei Xiaobei felt that the altar of life seemed to wake up. The next moment, Wei Xiaobei’s induction of the Buddha species disappeared. Well, after the altar of life, he resumed that half-sleep. Half awake state.

The Buddha kind of this thing, Wei Xiaobei himself will not absorb, he does not want to meet the consciousness of the Sheriff.

As for the white fog, the big gun, the altar of life, who is more suitable for swallowing the Buddha, Wei Xiaobei is still leaning towards the altar of life.

The palm of your hand is all meat.

However, the scope of the white fog power gun to absorb power is more extensive, as long as it is a monster with enough strength. They are able to provide power to the white fog, and the altar of life is different. If it is not a baby of sufficient quality, the altar of life will not look at it.

Although this Buddha species does not present quality. However, Wei Weibei’s inference is that its quality should at least be on the treasure.

In other words, if the treasures above the treasures are not in the consciousness of the Sheriff, Wei Xiaobei is really reluctant to let the altar of life swallow.

When Wei Xiaobei let the life altar devour the Buddha, the big gun that had just been recovered was inserted into the heart of Shi Yankun.

Well, the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows again.

This can not blame Wei Beixin's heart.

It’s completely that Wei Xiaobei didn’t dare to release the mouth of Yan Yankun.

Do not say anything else, the relationship between the two sides is like the enemy of life and death. Coupled with its demonization, Wei Xiaobei does not know whether the other party can return to reality, but as long as there is the possibility of such a threat, Wei Xiaobei needs to cut it off!

Otherwise, Wei Xiaobei is afraid that even sleeping will not be better.

Once the big gun was plunged into the heart of Shi Yankun, even if it started the power of engulfing, from the beginning of the heart, the skin that was being recovered in the release of Kunyu was quickly dried up, as if it had lost moisture in a moment.

Shi Yankun’s fingers caught a few times. After a while, there was no more movement.

Shi Yankun completely hangs up.

Wei Xiaobei did not know whether this release of Yan Kun was regretted before he died, but the white fog and the powerful guns accelerated the devouring.

Less than three times before and after. The body of Shi Yankun was completely turned into a dry body.

Well, to be precise, it should look like a burnt dry wood.

"Namo Amitabha"

At this time from very far away. A light and incomparable Buddha came to make Wei Xiaobei's muscles tighten quickly!

But the next moment. Wei Xiaobei relaxed his muscles and went to the ground. The mind meditation left.

As Wei Xiaobei’s body began to be transparent, in the gray sky, a golden Buddha light suddenly appeared, countless slight sings of the singer sang in the air, countless golden flowers falling from the sky, making the gray The sky seems to have become a lot brighter.

At this time, the Lushan Shenjun House on the top of Taiji Mountain suddenly burst into a circle of green light, shrouded the top of the mountain, making the Vatican singer unable to invade.

Not long after, the golden Buddha light extended towards this side, falling between the two mountains, and a golden scorpion came out from it.

He wore a golden robes, white eyebrows hanging down, hanging on his face, his face dry like a ditch, a string of black beads hanging from his chest, and his mouth whispered.

Once it appeared, its gaze fell on Wei Xiaobei, who was about to be completely transparent.

"South without Ami"

Just when the monk was about to sing the Buddha, a crisp female voice interrupted the Buddha: "Oh, the Sheriff is coming, it really makes the Lushan Shenjunfu shine, my family God said, and please the nobles. Take a seat and try my best."

The Buddha was interrupted, and the brow’s brow could not help but wrinkle. He could only watch Wei Wei’s body disappear completely.

Seeing Wei Xiaobei's body completely disappeared, the sounding external patrol officer He Xiangu could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the frowning brows of the monk, his heart could not help but burst into a dark, but on the surface did not dare to reveal a half.

This monk does not look old and incomparable, but it is a singularity of the Sheriff under the Buddha seat.

Well, the status of the Buddhism is not as good as that of the Buddha, and it is not comparable to the Bodhisattva who made a big wish. This is completely the difference between the Mahayana and the Mahayana.

The singer is a Buddhism in the upper seat, advocating obstinacy and paying attention to his own discipline.

The highest fruit that he can practice himself is Lohan, and Sakyamuni is the only Buddha.

The Mahayana is about the common life of all, and everyone can become a Buddha, so the highest fruit in the Mahayana is the Buddha.

Of course, this difference in beliefs makes the Sayādaw, Bodhisattva, and Buddha in the gray world different.

However, in the gray world of China, the status of the Sheriff is undoubtedly lower than that of the Buddha, Bodhisattva, and only parallel with the Luohan.

However, even so, the singer of the Sheriff's Supreme is not the tiger whisker that He Xiangu can swear by the priest of the priest.

"But, there will always be goodbye."

Sheriff's singer whispered a few words, then raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on He Xiangu.

In the past, the green light wrapped in the top of the mountain trembled with a burst of enthusiasm, and He Xiang’s face was twilight, and his mouth opened inadvertently.

This Sheriff's sacred singer only looked at it at once, and invisibly launched an attack. If it wasn't for the green light, I am afraid that He Xiangu was in trouble.

"Sheriff's sages are coming, this God has a long-lost welcoming, but also hopes to forgive sins and forgiveness, can you enter the government?"

At this moment, a clear voice came from the monk of the mountain, and then a middle-aged man wearing a robes and wearing a purple crown appeared, smiling at the Sheriff.

"Yushan Shenjun, nothing, there is still an impetuousness, and I will come back next time."

Seeing the appearance of Lushan Shenjun, this Sheriff's face is not very good looking.

Entering the palace to visit?

Do not make jokes.

That is the land of your gods!

Sheriff is not a fool. Naturally, he knows the power of these mantles in his own territory. Don't say that he is a avatar. If the two sides are killed, I am afraid that even if the deity comes, they may not be able to please.

Besides, these mantles belong to the heavenly system. If you hit one, I am afraid that there will be dozens of them coming out. It is actually not very cost-effective.

After leaving this sentence, the Sheriff's sages rose up and flew away with a Buddha light, and eventually disappeared.

"Amazed the gods, they are dying!"

When the Buddha of the Sheriff was completely gone, He Xiangu returned to the gods and pleaded guilty to the **** of the mountain.

"But the land is getting more and more chaotic, and you can make a good relationship with that kid, it is not bad."

The mountain **** Jun looked at the place where Wei Xiaobei disappeared, his eyes solidified, and he seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he only sighed.

As for the thoughts of this Lushan Shenjun, He Xiangu is naturally a bit stunned.

Open your eyes and float the ordinary building attributes in sight, let Wei Xiaobei's heart hanging in the air finally fall on the ground.

Finally left the gray world.

It is not the first time that Wei Xiaobei is the first to escape from the gray world like this.

But it is the first time that I feel the great crisis like this.

In short, Wei Xiaobei pretended that if he did not leave the gray world in time, then there would be no chance to leave!

I have to say that Wei Xiaobei’s intuition has once again saved one's life. Well, it is accurate to say that it is the freedom to save Wei Xiaobei.

After Wei Xiaobei took a shower, he lay in a bed and played a string of beads.

There is nothing surprising about this series of beads, even the traces of old blood and even burnt fire.

This is the only thing that Wei Xiaobei pulled out from the body of Shi Yankun before leaving the gray world.

To say that in terms of attributes, this bead is an ordinary thing, carved from sandalwood, and placed on the market at most two hundred pieces.

But this is the only relic of Shi Yankun.

It is said that after being released by the Yongping, Wei Xiaobei is not willing to see the old guy. Although the other party is not malicious, it is the concealment of some key things, and almost let himself not return.

But just leaving, Wei Xiaobei is really not very willing.

Therefore, after a moment of contemplation, Wei Xiaobei decisively dialed Shi Yongping’s phone call: “I am back.”

"Come back? Shi Yankun?"

At this time, Shi Yongping had completely lost the leader of Daede’s sorghum on the phone, and he could hear a nervous situation from the words.

"Things are very tortuous, come over and say."

Dropping this sentence, Wei Xiaobei hangs up the phone, then dials the customer service phone, let the hotel send himself a table of vegetarian dishes.

Well, Chinese people are used to talking about business at the dinner table. Wei Xiaobei also feels that it is more convenient to tell Shi Yongping at the dinner table.

It can be seen that Shi Yongping is very valued by Shi Yankun. Well, in the feeling of Wei Xiaobei, this kind of emphasis has gone beyond the relationship between the master and the apprentice, but it is a bit like a father-son relationship.

After sin, Wei Xiaobei wiped his sweat for his wild guess. (To be continued.)