Chen Feng kept his hands constantly condensing the Buddha's Yuan. Those golden vitality was too strong, and finally became liquefied, covering his hands completely.

At the same time, a kind of horrible momentum, from Chen Feng's hands.

Fo Xi!

Chen Feng drank!

With both hands, the whole sky seems to be shrouded in this Buddha Yuan.

The whole world seems to have become the world of Buddha.

This trick is magnificent and covered with a wide range of coverage, making the surrounding monks all shocked, and they can't believe their eyes.

"It is indeed the first young master of the Cihang Buddhist House. This is really too strong."

"This trick is one of the most famous magical powers in the Cihang Buddhist Academy. Chen Feng cultivated to Mahayana. It is not worse than the previously learned" Wanfo Chaosong ".

The most important thing is that this supernatural power Chen Feng has been cultivated for a long time, has precipitated countless years, and with anger, the power can be described as described.

Ye Xiong's eyes flickered, and his eyes looked at the power in the air.

Those Buddha liquids in the air formed a luster palm to overwhelm the momentum of overwhelming the sky.

The monk in the middle of the refinement was still so powerful, and it was still so powerful. Even if Ye Xiong pressured the three major magical powers at this moment, he still did not grasp to block this blow.

He is very strong, but the gap between the realm is an indisputable fact.

If you want to completely block this blow, unless the "Demon Gong" is used, the Buddha and the demon are applied to form his most powerful magical power, and the anger of the Euphoric method.

If the Nirvana Eucharist can enhance the combat power by one grade, then the Buddha's magical murderous Erotic Word method can make his combat power based on this, and another grade can be improved.

However, it also means that he will be exposed by the secret of magic.

If the identity is exposed, will the people of Buddhism let him go?

When Ye Xiong was considering, Chen Feng's horrible momentum had already come in front of him.

When he was about to fight against him, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him like lightning. He gently brushed in his hand, his vitality was stunned, and Chen Feng's horrible attack was instantly disintegrated.

Come to wear a black robe, and a white sun logo is engraved on the robe.

Most of the people present in this logo are the symbol of the Temple of Bright.

Chen Feng's face was very ugly. Unexpectedly, on this bone, people in the Temple of Bright will come out to prevent him from killing Lu Yun.

Lu Zhongmou ignored the unwillingness of Chen Feng's eyes. He looked back at Ye Xiong, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Ye Xiong, I haven't seen me for a long time, I didn't expect that we would meet in the Buddhist gate."

At the moment when Lu Zhongmou appeared, Ye Xiong had been hanging, but fell down.

It's time to come, always come.

Lu Zhongmou is the god of the temple of Guangming. The obligation is to search God to reincarnate. How could he not appear like a pilgrimal ceremony.

A century -old ceremony is the easiest to discover geniuses. God will be reincarnated. Which is not a peerless genius?

"Are you talking to me?" Ye Xiong pressed the shock in his heart, and his face was not shocked, and he said lightly. "If you are talking to me, then I am sorry to tell you, my name is Lu Yun

, Not called Ye Xiong. "

Lu Zhongmou stared at him and suddenly laughed.

"The old man has read countless people in his life, and has never tried this eye, but I have to say that I really look at you, you far beyond me."

After the Sixty -four Demon Demon Daobi, Lu Zhongmou has begun to conduct a rigorous investigation of the top ten disciples, but because of the sudden discovery of Lu Tianzhao, his focus turned to the hunting Lu Tianzhao. Later, Lu Tianzhao disappeared in the city of sin.

He had to stop temporarily and started to investigate the top ten disciples of the Magic Sect.

I do n’t know if I do n’t check it. I was startled and made him discover that the 64th door of the Magic Sect was large. The first -ranking disciple was only 300 years old.

No one who comes from the Star Realm learns his true identity.

When he was about to take him back to investigate, he found that he lost his trace. He searched the Magic sect without searching him.

What made him unexpected was that this time when he came to watch the pilgrimage ceremony of the Buddha, he would discover this person.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Ye Xiong still didn't admit it.

Lu Zhongmou smiled slightly, his fingers gently stroked in the air.

A large water mirror appeared in front of it, showing the century -old ratio of Magic Sect, the first ten disciples, showing Ye Xiong's face.

"Ye Xiong, Sixty -four Demon Gate, 17th disciples, joined the seventeen gate ten years ago, participated in the Centennial Ceremony, and got the first place in the young disciples contest ... Do you look at the face above, do you want to deny?

? "Lu Zhongmou said with a smile.

His voice is full of friendship. If he does not know his face, it will never be possible to know that when he kills, the cold and blood is ruthless.

This is a person with a honey -stomach sword, a person who hides the sword in the smile.

There was a piece of sound around, all of which were stunned by Lu Zhongmou, and hit it.

Lu Yun's real name is Ye Xiong, a disciple of the demon or the first master of the Magic youth. How can this be possible?

Even the third brother, the four girls, and the fat man couldn't believe it.

Only Brother Gu Mingjing, I do n’t know if it ’s indifferent, or know the truth for a long time, there is no accident on the face.

"Lu Zhongmou, the Buddha and the demon can't be fellowship. You also know that I practiced the Buddhist skills. How could it be the people of the magic sect. There are countless monks, and many people look like.

? "Ye Xiong still did not admit it.

Although the other party is much stronger than himself and cannot be defeated, Ye Xiong is still not humble.

Lu Zhongmou was his deadly enemy. He saw him killing the red sister with his own eyes. This hatred, he always remembers.

Not only him, but also the Temple of Guangming, one day, you have to die.

"Followers of Buddha, other monks must not be done, but there is a kind of person who can do it. I believe that many people present know it." Lu Zhongmou looked at the ancient mirror suspended in the air with a smile,

Asked: "Brother Armor, I believe you are very clear?"

Faced with Lu Zhongmou's inquiry, Gu Mingjing was indifferent: "Avenue Temple has always been regarded as the Temple of Light, what do you have to do."

"Brother ..."

Seeing Lu Zhongmou's life and death, the four girl next to him couldn't help but exit.

Over the years, she has seen a lot of geniuses caught by the people in the Temple of Light. Even if it is not God, there will be a few ones. If Ye Xiong is caught, she dare not imagine, what will happen to the end?

Then, then

The only one that can save Ye Xiong is from Avenue Temple.
Chapter completed!