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Chapter Four Hundred and Eighth: [Due Zong War, Tuoba Bodhisattva Appears](1/2)

A real person, who had all his strength, was unable to break through the Vajra body of the Holy Monk of the Treasure Tree.

Then, there was a real man holding Yu Ruyi who rushed from the foot of Fushan Mountain to outside the Tianmen.

The purple-robed real man controls the sword and walks down one level at a time.

The three of them joined forces, and the old monk remained unmoved.

Immediately afterwards, three more real people with fairy spirits came from afar.

Six people besieged.

A real person, who was the last direct disciple of the national teacher, made gestures in his hand and walked towards the old monk.

Every step is extremely slow.

But every time you step out, the earth will shake.

Six people siege for half a month.

The Holy Monk of Baoshu finally began to read the scriptures.

Recite the Diamond Sutra word by word.

After reading the Diamond Sutra once, the old monk who didn’t know much about reading and didn’t learn much about Buddhism began to talk about Buddhism.

Where the Daode Sect is located, more and more people gather at the foot of the mountain.

It's dense.

There are no less than ten thousand people.

It has been nearly a decade since the Holy Monk of the Treasure Tree.

His white robe has been cut by the Taoist flying sword a thousand times, full of cracks.

The Taoist real person who took one step to thunder finally walked three feet behind the old monk.

The old monk's whole body is golden and the golden light is infinite.

The great achievement of the Vajra Realm!

The Vajra is not broken!

This is the Vajra Realm.

The unique Vajra Realm of Buddhism.

The old monk clasped his hands together, and after he finished speaking, he realized all the Dharma in his heart, and said softly:

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's huh sounded, and countless pilgrims had guessed what would happen next moment.

I turned my head away and couldn't bear to stand on tiptoe and look again.

When the Buddha's name starts, it means that the oil is gone and the lamp is gone.

Died on the spot.

Accompanied by the Buddha's name, the Taoist sect and countless fireworks rose up from all directions.

Countless black clothes are covered with overwhelming land.

Most of the pilgrims jumped up.

In an instant, the Daode Sect was in chaos.

There are about three thousand people in black.

After the Northern Mang Dynasty settled the country, there was Tuoba Bodhisattva, the military god, and the Daode Sect's national teacher, Anbang, and there was no such large-scale unrest.

When the leisure people saw this scene, a name flashed through their minds.

The world's first floor!

Only those madmen have this strength and courage.

The Daode Sect was seriously damaged.

The fire filled the air.

This is to burn this Divine Cult in the Kingdom.

The good times did not last long, Beimang was prepared and the ambush appeared.

Thirty thousand troops are all elite.

The Daode Sect has been surrounded.

In such a dilemma, I can no longer care whether I hurt the innocent. The arrow feathers are everywhere, covering the sky.

This drama that has been planned by many parties for a long time finally opened.

The Daode Sect, the Beimang Royal Court, the first floor in the world, the Empress, the military god Tuoba Bodhisattva, and the Liangzen Temple, are complicated.

There are countless casualties and injuries, which is indeed true.

The Beimang Royal Court just had an advantage, but the good times didn't last long.

There was a rebellion inside.

There are also people in the world's first floor in the army.

The world's number one building, it's all over the world.

The twelve storms, two of them came.

Two storms faced the six real people of the Daode Sect.

One against three, and never get inferior.

After today, the world's first floor will once again embark on the wave of the world's leisurely mouth.

With two storms, they can compete with the first sect of Beimang and the six real people of Zhenguo Sect.

So, what if the twelve storms gather together?

It is said that above the twelve Fengyun Envoys, there are two great guardians, a mysterious poster.

How powerful it is!

Above the Daode Sect, for a moment, people's heads rolled and blood flowed into a river.

At this time, a white rainbow passed by in the sky.

Cross the Heavenly Gate.

Behind it is a yellow waterfall!

Bai Hong paused and showed her body.

The monk Li Dangxin in white said loudly:

"Daode Sect, I am a monk who returns the courtesy!"

It is impolite to come but not come.

The Yellow River hangs in the sky.

Li Donxin, the world's number one Vajra, pulled the entire Yellow River and brought the water of the Yellow River.

Water Converges the Moral Sect!

The flood of the Daode Sect!

Eighteen views inside and outside, countless pilgrims were dumbfounded and stunned.

Many pilgrims were excited after coming back to their senses.

This strange phenomenon is truly a well-deserved immortal work.

How many times can I see you in the world?

Among the eighteen views of the Moral Sect, in addition to the believers who burn incense, there are also a large number of people who deliberately sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight.

When praying inwardly, the Daode Sect was in a slump.

The Beimang Taoist Temple has been divided up by all the powerful people in Beimang.

If the Daode Sect is destroyed this time, I don’t know how many sects can take advantage of the situation to rise.

In the chaos, at the foot of the Daode Sect.

A simple-dressed man stood among the crowds, inconspicuous.

He rarely looks up and rarely looks directly at others.

There is no sign of the demeanor of a master on his body.

Just a taller person.

Half a month ago, he had arrived at the foot of the mountain.

There is nothing strange about food, clothing, housing and transportation. Just like pilgrims, they eat onion cakes and fill their stomachs.
To be continued...
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