On the sky, Qin Yu stood with his hands in his hands, and one person faced Zen Master Baoxiang and other eleven people.
"Co up and die!"
Qin Yi's eyes condensed like ice, and his voice was extrely cold.
Since it was his fault, Qin Yi must avenge Huo Qubing and others!
What's more, if Zen Master Baoxiang and others did not fall, and caused countless people in the dynasty to fall, how could Qin Yi allow them to leave!
Don't kill you, don't deserve to be the emperor!
It's just a group of semi-sages, Qin Yi not only wants to kill all the Buddhists, but also kills all Buddhists!
He wants to use the lives of Baoxiang Zen master and others to cast the power of God for the Buluo Dynasty!
"Wang Jun!"
In Taixu Mountain, everyone who did not fall squeezed their fists, and the blood in their hearts couldn't help but boil.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
At this ti, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.
Qin Yi raised his eyes and looked into the air. The laughter was from Zen Master Baoxiang.
"Qin donor, what an amazing thod!
The poor monk is also unexpected, admire, admire! "
Zen Master Baoxiang clasped his hands together, with compassion on his face, as if shocked by Qin Yi's thods.
However, the words of Zen Master Baoxiang still reveal a burst of confidence, as if everything is in his grasp.
Even if Qin Yi had a sacred artifact that fully awakened, Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect was not afraid.
Qin Yi's brows were slightly furrowed, and soon he relaxed again.
Even if Zen Master Baoxiang and other tens of thousands of Buddhists have any cards, what is his fear!
Today, Master Baoxiang and others must die!
Whoever commits the cri, die!
"So, will you co up and die next?"
With one foot in the air, Qin Yi ascended to the sky, squinting at Zen Master Baoxiang, his intention to kill in no way concealed.
"Donor Qin, you are too anxious!"
Zen Master Baoxiang was neither anxious nor angry, looking at Qin Yi cheerfully.
"Stop talking nonsense, let this lord send you on the road!"
Qin Yi snorted coldly. He really couldn't understand the manners of Zen Master Baoxiang.
A majestic treasure, a look of compassion, but it was these people who injured the soldiers and killed Huo Qubing and others!
Then, he put on a compassionate attitude.
Such a Buddhist monk made Qin Yi burn with anger!
"Qin benefactor, can I know why my ten thousand Buddhism call it the Supre Master?"
Zen Master Baoxiang smiled, Feng Qingyun said lightly.
"That's because I have a profound teaching background, far beyond the imagination of forces outside the big school!"
Without waiting for Qin Yi's answer, Zen Master Baoxiang asked and answered.
"Oh? I want to see what you can do?"
Qin Yi's eyes were deep and unmoved.
"That's the case, the poor monk will let the donor see what I teach!"
Zen Master Baoxiang laughed.
"boom!"
In the next mont, a golden light shone brightly and shining brightly.
There are more golden lotus blossoms, bodhi swaying, all exuding radiance.
And in it, there is a golden mountain that reaches ten thousand feet tall and plunges into the sky, tearing through the void.
The huge coercion spread all over the audience in an instant, suppressing the world!
"Poor monks holding Buddhist sacred artifacts, the Golden Mountain, can teach the benefactor's brilliant moves!"
Zen Master Baoxiang gave the ceremony with his hands and drank softly.
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the endless golden light burst, Nasu Jinshan moved, crossed thousands of miles, expelled thousands of miles of smoke, and suddenly fell.
In an instant, it was like the sky collapsed, and the faces of the people who had just recovered their composure changed again!
Move for nine days and drop the stars!
This Xujin Mountain is also a sacred artifact that has completely awakened, comparable to a saint's shot!
At this mont, the result of this battle seems to have fallen into confusing again.
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