Chapter 392: Traces
Xiao Xiaoran snorted and said, "What's the matter, what kind of three-legged cat kung fu is still worried about moving your palm?"
The sage flashed a trace of anger, and then calmly said to the enamel: "The poor monk did ask Xiao Shi to palm, but the envoy did not ask the poor monk to hold his palm!"
"Choking situation, Xiao Shichen has fought four top hall masters in a row, and he has won the battle, but what is the stubble, Xiao Shichen is still scared, and he is still scared?"
Xiao Xiaoran sighed lightly: "Hehe! Kan Lai, Ni is still ruthless in the letter?!
"Amitabha!"
He recited a sentence of the Buddha's name, and continued to say: "Both the burning of the Buddha, which poor monk is called the head of the Buddha!"
What a slap box, a slap box, a goose egg box, round things!
A round and spherical thing is divergent!
Regretting the Buddha's sorrow, Xiao Xiaoran was puzzled: "Relics?!"
The shuang enamel: "Woo, make the relics!"
"This makes the Pure Meditation Monastery create the ancestor monk and monk, and when he dies, he makes the secret art of the Buddha and the relics of the Lai Ji
"This mile contains the Patriarch's merit and regret, so that the Patriarch sucks the words, and the Ancestor once fell to the realm of Sakai, and he is at the peak of half a year!"
"Hu Xi, Xiao Shimi, so that Ni will leave a scare word, and now the poor monk will make this treasure of the town sect, and Xiao Shigong will surrender!"
"Huh!"
Xiao Xiaoran said to Ename: "Ni Ke Ji try!"
"Stubborn Whisper!"
Seeing Xiao Xiaoran's stubble, he shook his head: "Don't blame the poor monk for being scared!"
Say, the water will scare this relic, and after burning, the Buddha will perform the secret technique, and the relics will be sucked in!
A strong force burst into flames, and after only a few breaths, it took a few breaths to pass through the bottleneck and enter the Grandmaster!
The momentum is still stubble, and he makes a few breaths, and he rushes into the peak realm of the grandmaster!
The ruthless chopsticks are super Yue, and the grandmaster of the Sanwei Pavilion snorts Song Que, and he has reached the peak realm of Sakai for half a year!
The stubble field was crowded, and the people were shocked and discussed!
I don't have to worry about the Jingnian Zen Monastery still has such a card, no wonder the Buddha is respectful of the Jingnian Monastery!
Suddenly Burning and saying: "Both the burning and purifying Zen Monastery and the monks will leave the scare card, which Cihang Jing Zhai will create the ancestor of the Patriarch Ni, and the worry will make the scare stay and the strong hall will be secretly palmed!"
"Bi Jing and his monks and monks are in a hurry, and they call each other brothers and sisters!"
After a long period of condolence, they fried the pot in a group, and immediately looked at Fan Qinghui.
It seems that the stubble said, both Burning Cihang Jingzhai and not being so strong in the cards, for the sake of the scarf, and the reversal of the Lili It has been the relationship between the Song Dynasty and the Song Dynasty.
Song Valve choked up and made his face angry, Fan Qinghui, this neodymium competition to play with them!
Only Song Queyi's face was stubble, and after giving up his love for Jingji, Song Queyi squirted and slashed at things, and slammed other things!
Fan Qinghui, now it is said that it is too strange to make a stranger, and it is a strange one, and it is to blame in the past!
Hey, after the envoy, Fan Qinghui dared to provoke them, and Song Que 817 was intimate!
......
On the other hand, the surging tide is urgent, and it will finally stop scare!
"Palms, sucking the relics of the monks, sucking the relics of the monks, and sucking the relics of the monks, the sucking of the monks, the spitting of Shangni, is not very powerful!"
Xiao Xiaoran stood with his palms in his hands, and the deep alfalfa seemed to be with a trace of brilliance, calm and enamel.
At this time, there is no urgency, and the stubble is flickering, as if there is no kind of fear of cloth stubble, and there are faint ripples between the surrounding waters, and it will not be broken at any time.
"Maha finger. ”
After the twilight gathers the fingertips, a pair of withered palms seem to glow with the second spring, like a rhyme, stubble this chin attracts a few alfalfa.
The crisis surrounds the crowd, even if the alfalfa mark makes them, the shadow disappears, except for the Song Song Lack, and it faintly pours a shape.
The Zen Buddha pointed at it, Xiao Xiao was moved, and stretched out a punch after burning, without the slightest urgency, and he flattened a punch. "Bump!"
The fists collided with the fingertips, accompanied by the clamification, and the cracks appeared in the mirror!
The stubble was crowded, and the two enamel slabs dissipated after touching the tweed, and the surrounding stubble was covered with traces of spider webs.
The two of them tried to contact Gafen Wang, but they didn't stay too long.
The two enamel and a half are at the pinnacle of the majestic moves, and after the first time of the can, they will collide and crack the enamel.
It makes the Hongjia hard, and the painting is like a wave of clouds after the painting, and the stubble is full of barrage and a battle, and the barrier between the mountains and the shape of the sincerity soars through the enamel!
Despite the temptation, in addition to the pressure box and the cards, Xiao Xiaoran still did not keep it, and the water made the hall really good!
The stinging of the stinging is enough to find the words, the stinging is enough to find the words, the stinging is enough to investigate the fall, and the monk's robe is trembling with both palms.
It also makes the cockroach regret enough to suffer from the real gap, and the grass has been in a hurry to stop a little bit of disorder, and the alfalfa Xiao Xiao has not made a single wave!
"Alas, now that the stubble realm is struggling, Bi Jing is making the real cultivation of the real one!"
He sighed and sighed, and then he opened up the spirit saint and prepared to take a trick!
Xun Weixi has just investigated the situation of Jing Jing, and I am afraid that Xiao Xiao will be burned by the painting!
"What's the matter, Xiao Shichen is really good at making his skills a chip, and how easy it is to defeat the poor monks. ”
After a painting, the squirting eyes were dimly burning, as if the burden was relieved, and the palm of the back was like a sorrow.
Xiao Xiaoran's eyes were flat, he didn't say anything, and continued to survey the movements, as the one in charge, he was already proud.
Otherwise, when the germanium stubbles early, it sucks the relics of the monks, and the worm kills it on the spot!
When it was sizzling, the fluttering and making the movements, and the strange and strange of the Buddha were suddenly rising, as if with a kind of serenity, and the entire Pure Mind Zen Monastery suddenly burst into flames.
The mangs slowly gathered and fell, and the stubble and stubble climbed up, and there was a faint shadow Buddha statue behind it.
"A kind of alternative is a kind of life, the two germanium have their own advantages and disadvantages, and they are more than a long way to mourn, and they show that they are so angry.!"