Chapter 639 The bottom card of the corpse: grafting

"Amitabha" Zunsheng Zen master said a Buddha's name, and then crossed his knees to the ground, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands were closed, and he recited the truth of the Buddha's great silence.

Fan Xi is like the tide!

A wisp of pure Buddha's light, self-esteem escapes from the Zen master, like smoke like fog, or transformed into King Kong: or transformed into the king's angry eyes: or transformed into a flying dance, or transformed into a Galan music, all kinds of things are different. Zunsheng Zen Master, against such a weather, is really like a Buddha.

At the time, this hall of the Great Asura Magic Palace has become a solemn and pure land, which has nothing to do with the word magic.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Zen Master Tianmeng also had a Buddha's name. He closed his eyes and recited the truth to protect and support the Zen master!

In the Sanskrit singing like a roar of mountains and seas, a group of old demons felt dry all over and quite uncomfortable. However, this kind of situation is the result of their deliberate design. Naturally, they can't say anything. Therefore, they were forced to endure one by one. At the same time, they also secretly stimulated their magic power to beware of what the two Buddhist monks secretly stumbled and what they did on their own bodies. After all, the "suicidal" skills of Buddhism are the most mysterious in the inheritance of the veins.

The brilliant Buddha's light, like golden haze, steaming, under the seat of the Zunsheng Zen Master, formed a lotus huā, holding him, rising slowly. On the top of his head, it is formed into auspicious clouds and flowers, and the beads are hanging down, dazzling.

After a while, Zunsheng Zen Master's eyes suddenly opened two golden lights and burst out. The golden light, extremely sharp, cut the void in a moment and escaped from the turbulent flow.

However, the crack, with the convergence of Zunsheng Zen Master's eyes, also closed, so the turbulence in the space did not escape much. Those overflowing, that is, time, will be swept away by the Buddha's light.

"The corpse is a Taoist friend, the old monk is going to perform the Great Purdue Zen light. I hope you can do as promised and not resist!" At this time, the voice of Zen master Zunsheng sounded again.

"Of course, the Zen master will do whatever he does, and I will never resist!" The old man did not hesitate at all, that is, the time was ready.

After that, that is, time, in the alien space, he closed his eyes and sat down, just like an old monk, not shaking.

Seeing this scene, it is not a shock in the hearts of the Emei faction, and it is the same for Zhong Yuan and a group of people of the Demon Sect. Because the cooperation of the old man is too high.

Admittedly, in the past, the old man's promise has not been reversed. However, at this moment, it is the same from his own fundamental position, which is sorry for the old demon.

However, at this time, they were speechless to oppose and could only let it go.

"The old man used to speak fiercely, but now it is so. Among them, there must be tricks. I must look carefully so that I can't let him take advantage of the loophole!" Miao Yizhen thought of Qi Shuming.

"Even if the corpse is really devastated, we still take advantage of it! After all, Brother Shibi is killed by heaven. No matter how high the realm is, it is not limited and worry-free!" Zheng Yin, the god of blood, thought so.

"It's really getting more and more interesting. It seems that the final result may be much better than I expected!" Zhong Yuan said in his heart.

Zunsheng Zen Master's head, the auspicious cloud cover, suddenly shook, and collected all the golden Buddha light scattered outside. Then, it collapsed and untied in an instant, turning into a wide golden river, with the sound of water, washed it towards the old man's corpse in the alien space.

All the people present can see clearly. The long golden river is clearly condensed by the pure Great Purdue Zen.

"It seems that Zen Master Zunsheng also doesn't believe that the old man Xipi will not play tricks at all, so he has to use the power of the Nirvana Nest to forcibly transform it! I hope that the old man's means are powerful enough, otherwise, this time, it will be really difficult!" Zhong Yuan said secretly in his heart.

Zhong Yuan is very clear that at this time, even if the old man Cipi wants to resist, he can't show any strangeness, which will inevitably lead to the rebound of the masters of the Emei faction. In this case, the means that can be used are less pitiful and weak.

The corpse is inferior to the old man, which is worse than that of the Zen master. In addition to this increase and decrease,

Good golden river, row... empty. When it came to the top of the old man's head, the old man's spirit on the top of the old man's body spontaneously opened and let it pour in.

Now, even the Zen master Tianmeng, who has been stable, can't help shaking his face a little.

The sea water poured backwards, and a large number of Dapudu Zen light from the body of the old man's spirit surged in.

That is, in time, the skin of the old man's face trembled slightly, as if he had been slightly affected.

In the mud ball palace of the old man.

Here is a world of blood, a sea of blood, permeating all directions. Bloody lotus grows in it. Among them, above the largest one, the yuan god of the old man sits on it.

"Wow"

The vast golden river washed down, like the collapse of the sky and the river of heaven. The burning light, at that time, swept away the blood and blood where it passed.

The long river rushed down and did not disperse, but went straight towards the yuan god of the old man.

At this moment, the old man Yuanshen, who was sitting, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a calm smile on his face.

He raised his hands and formed a magic seal in no hurry. At that time, it was like the halm of a real person, and it was blurred, as if a breeze could be blown away. Immediately after that, another magic seal came out and patted it fiercely towards his chest.

At that time, on the virtualized yuan god of the old man, the blood of the Taoist light flowed and filled up again. In a moment, it regained its solidity again.

Although it is not as good as before, the difference is not too big.

"You, how did you find Lou?" At this time, the mouth of the old man Yuanshen of the corpse spit out a completely different voice, like another person's voice.

This voice, before it had waited for the [answer] case it wanted, was submerged by the surging golden river.

"Ah"

The sound of howling, wisps of black or red smoke rose from the body above the old man's yuan god, and then was wiped out by the golden light.

"Shipi, I'm your master. How can you do this to me?" The sad sound sounded again from the yuan god of the old man.