Vol 3 Chapter 918: Big plan

The middle-aged man stood there, like petrified, and his body did not move.

He is stupid.

Completely stupid!

The refining of the bones in the Buddha is of great significance, almost the shame of the Buddha, so each one is strictly guarded.

It is undoubtedly hard to go to heaven to get a sturdy relic from the Buddha.

And it is a miracle to want to get nine pieces at a time, more like a mortal who has boarded the nine heavens.

It took countless years of hard work and cultivated countless spies. This was only one generation after another, and nine were accumulated.

Even now, the Buddha still only feels that he has lost a sharp relic.

In fact, the actual number is nine, and the other eight are not included in the record.

Getting the bone relic is the first step, the second step is to set up the array method, the materials are all precious materials from the Mozu.

If not, how can you open the door of the Mozu?

This in turn requires a lot of time.

With the array method, you have to find out the timing of your hand.

For example, at the moment, it seems that everything here is calm and calm. In fact, there are already Buddha worshippers coming from the outside world, but they are only stopped by an invisible force.

But it has cost a lot of effort, and there are countless people who have sacrificed their great cause, so they are destroyed by the guys in front of them.

He is only an eight-star. No, it was only a seven-star before. How can it destroy the plan that even the Holy See can't destroy?

Middle-aged people can't figure out what they want, and they don't understand.

But this is no longer meaningful.

After many years of planning failures, all the calculations were lost, and he could not go back alive.

Even if the purple scorpion let him go, he did not have the courage to go back.

It is the best destination to die here.

\"Why, why is this?\"

The thoughts of the middle-aged people recovered, and the purple scorpion that came forward after looking at the destruction of the formation method was not willing to ask.

\"Because this is the Holy Spirit, not the world of the Devil!\"

Zi Yan walked toward the middle-aged man, "This is not the place where the Mozu should come. God is so!"

Zi Yan did not give the middle-aged people more opportunities to ask questions, pointing to the front.

The seven-star purple scorpion has the title of invincible, let alone the eight stars at the moment?

The body of the middle-aged man just stepped back and his body was stopped there. There was a fingerprint in his eyebrows.

\"you……\"

The middle-aged people don't know what to say, but only when they can only say a word, the body will fall.

The purple swayed the sleeves, and a light rolled up the other's body.

Since this is the case, then it is time to settle the accounts after the fall, and the two families must go and see what forces are ignorant of life and death, and dare to plan like this.

Zi Yan looked back at Qingyi and flew in the direction. "Are you okay?"

Qingyi shook his head, "Reassure, what I am best at is the power of the soul. If the soul is strong, it can be recovered in a short time."

Zi Yan wants to say that he will not be so impulsive next time, but after all, he did not say anything, but just thanked him.

\"I accidentally fell asleep, but fortunately you wake me up.\"

Suddenly, the expression of Zi Yan changed, and immediately the Qing Yi disappeared.

The purple cicada appeared outside the Baizhang, and there was a blood hole on his shoulder.

How strong the body of the sable can be pierced.

Without paying attention to the wound at the moment, Zi Yan looked up at the void and there was a person there.

A person who can't see his face with a purple flower.

He stood there as if he was integrated into the void.

\"Reaction is quite sensitive, and luck is not bad."

The man smiled a little, "I hope you can have such good luck next time."

\"圣尊?\"

The expression of Zi Yan was drastic and shocked.

If one hits, the other person's body will retreat and he intends to leave.

\"Amitabha, since the donor has come, don't leave."

A buddha sounds, and then a pure sacred power descends from the sky. Compared with the previous hidden scent, this sacred power is not hidden except strong.

When people have not arrived, the pure Buddha power has come to this world, and it is filled all around in an instant.

A world of nothingness immediately became a world of Buddha light.

The path of retreat that existed was completely blocked by Buddha.

\"Humph!\"

I only listened to the person who snorted and had a weapon in his hand. He tried his best to mobilize the weapon. The whole person was like a streamer, breaking the Buddha's power and fleeing.

boom!

Although he broke open the road, he did not escape easily. He coughed up blood repeatedly, and his breath was weak.

In this case, the sable can be carefully perceived, and the other party is not a true sage.

A true Buddha sage is coming to this world.

He watched the direction in which the man fled, for a long time.

\"I have seen the Holy Spirit.\"

Zi Yan and Qing Yi came forward and rushed to the Buddha's holy sacred ceremony.

The Buddha's sages turned back and put their hands together: "Hey, hey, the old man was blocked by a strong force, and he almost harmed the donor."

Zi Yan took out the nine relics of the lost spirit and handed it to the Holy Spirit.

The Holy See looked at these relics and asked: "What is the intention of the donor?"

Zi Yan said all the things through.

The expression of the Holy Spirit has changed, and this only knows the seriousness of the matter.

Lost is not a relic, but nine.

However, his sacred priest did not know it. If not, the one who came here this time is definitely not a holy sage.

It seems that among the Buddhas, there are still spies.

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, after receiving the relic, the Holy See thanked Zi Yan and then left in a hurry.

Waiting for the Buddha's holy sage to leave, Qing Yi looked at the purple sable, \"Are you okay?\"

Zi Yan glanced at the still bleeding wound, "It doesn't matter, it's just some residual power~www.readwn.com~It's better than a while."

\"Your performance, barely OK. Of course, it is better to be lucky.\"

At this time, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

The purple scented, immediately turned and saw a man standing in the back.

It was a strong man, standing a dozen feet behind Zi Zi.

Qing Yi was shocked. She had not perceived the existence of the other party before.

After the other party opened, I noticed that there was a breath behind me.

\"It's you?\"

The purple cicada is very unexpected, because this person is a heavy scorpion, the one of the town's magic door, when he was with the cold girl, saved himself from the Lei Zheng family.

\"Or else?\"

I took a look at Qingyi and said: "The life of your kid is very moist."

\"When did you come?" asked Zi Yan.

He licked his ears and said: "It’s been a few days."

\"So, the previous scene, you have already seen it?\" Ziyan asked in surprise.

\"How else can you say that your luck is not bad?"

Looking at the purple eyes, "Of course, it’s just luck."

\"So, do you see everything in your eyes?\"

\"Those who are self-righteous, don’t want to think about what we do, thinking that we can get through us?\"

Recalling smugly: "As long as we are in the realm of the Holy Spirit, there is no big magic that can escape our perception. I am here to wait for the rabbit, but I have never thought of it, but it is you." I was looking for you, and now I am going to the San Lei Nationality."