Even if it's just a tiny bit every time, it's really devouring your own luck.

Seeing this, Xu Tong frowned, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

How long a person can live is largely related to his or her luck.

Thrown beyond the dead.

People who are about to run out of luck will look like they are dead.

Even if you have the means to reach heaven, you will still face the disaster of death and destruction.

The other party was devouring his luck. Xu Tong couldn't bear this kind of thing.

However, just when Xu Tong was about to summon the Chunyang Sword, the old monk from Tianzhu suddenly appeared beside Baratu: "Let the poor monk do it!"

As he spoke, the old monk from Tianzhu slowly stretched out a finger. The moment the fingertip was poked out, a dazzling golden light appeared on the fingertip and stabbed Baratu's ribs in front of him.

"Poof!" There was a sound like a tire being punctured, and a big hole was poked out of Baratu's lucky bag.

The old monk from Tianzhu struck out very quickly. By the time Baratu came to his senses, his face was already twisted in pain. All reality and reality disappeared before his eyes, and his huge body began to fall backwards, falling heavily to the ground.

This scene seemed to catch everyone off guard, but Xu Tong didn't seem to be surprised at all. He looked sideways at the props book and saw a note in the props book. It was Princess Taiping who quietly stuffed it into his hand.

The note inside.

It says clearly: "Buddhism in the world is one family!"

"Amitabha, this poor monk admits defeat and hopes that the prince will remember his promise to Buddhism!"

The old monk from Tianzhu transmitted the message into the secret, so outsiders could not hear it. Then the old monk turned around and faced everyone: "The indestructible body of Vajra is one of the seven great magical powers of Buddhism. The prince has obtained Vajra, and the poor monk has surrendered."

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If others can't see it, why can't Ashina and Zhang Haisheng see it?

Can you tell the people on the third floor??

Good guy, the old monk from Tianzhu who was still clamoring with dissatisfaction just now is working with Xu Tong? The co-author is here to sing the oboe for people.

"Hehehe, these bald guys in Buddhism are really thieves!"

Mu Tiantong couldn't help but laughed angrily.

Gu Peiyuan was not surprised by this. He could arrange for someone to trap Li Zheng into the trap. I am afraid that the great monk Yuanzi had already noticed it.

But as he said, Buddhism's enemy is not them.

Sure enough, as soon as the old monk from Tianzhu finished speaking, a sneer came from outside the gate of the Liuyi Hall: "King Kong is indestructible! I don't think it's more than that."

The words came like thunder.

Gu Peiyuan's eyes shone, and he took out a bag of peanuts from his sleeve and put it on the table: "Look, the real owner is here!"
Chapter completed!