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Chapter 1028 Old Monk

The cultivation level of immortality has improved very quickly. Although this improvement requires a price, the strength it receives is enough to defeat me in a short time.

The white bones exuding a decayed atmosphere came overwhelmingly. In the blink of an eye, the white bones turned into a long river, rushing from the body of death and life towards the hospital. The fire of supporting the wood has an endless meaning. Therefore, my magic power is deeper than most practitioners in the same realm.

The evil dragon turned into by the blood-colored cassock and the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword are still in a stalemate. Compared to me who are retreating step by step, the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword suppressed the blood dragon condensed by Death Wusheng.

The dam cannot stop the rushing flow forever unless the dam is washed away.

Now I am like a dam and the pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

The entangled divine light was still trying, but the blood-red vortex did not mean to be broken.

The purpose of death and lifelessness is probably very clear, and he wants to take away the divine light.

I guess the five demons of Shiniu Mountain probably planned the same way, but we just cleaned up.

Compared to things that are visible and intangible, I prefer to deal with the big trouble now.

What makes us even more embarrassed is that besides death and lifelessness, there are other powerful figures coming here.

Unlike the tiger demon who was playing soy sauce, just as I tried my best to stop death from life, an old monk came from the other side.

The old monk was wearing very simple clothes, with a lot of stains on the monk's clothes, and he looked sloppy.

But people should not behave like a person. The old monk walked along the way without him doing anything. He just kept smiling. All the ghosts around him folded their hands together, and their bodies disappeared after they became empty.

There is no doubt that this is a very powerful method of salvation. Every time he walks, a lotus mark will appear on the ground.

This monk's Buddhist cultivation must be very high, but when I looked at it, I couldn't tell what level of cultivation he was.

Either this old monk is a mortal, or he is a person whose cultivation level exceeds the limit.

The reason why the Golden Flower Queen can stay in the world and Ao Lie can stay in the world makes us convinced that the things that happened back then were not done completely, and Buddhism must have left a secret in the world.

The old monk had kind eyes. He leaned on a shiny brown cane and staggered. Along the way, all the evil spirits retreated.

As a rebel of the Buddha, he immediately felt the existence of this old monk.

The old monk looked at the death without life, and the body of the White Bone Buddha suddenly flew backwards and hit the middle of the road.

"The Dharma is boundless, turning back is the shore. The small punishment for punishment is the best. I hope you will return to the end of the road."

After the old monk finished speaking, he didn't even look at death and continued to walk forward.

As he passed by me, the old monk nodded with a smile and then continued to move forward.

The direction he was moving forward was also this hospital, and he came for this divine light.

However, unlike death and lifelessness, the old monk came here not to take away the divine light, but to ensure that the divine light can enter the vortex.

From this point of view, our purpose is consistent, but this is only temporary.

The old monk stood downstairs with a cane on his back, his calm expression as if no one was in his eyes.

Death and life were played silently by the old monk. With his temper, he naturally could not accept it.
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