Magic Card: Create Tu Shan's Master at the Start

That evil dragon is completely different from subduing the dragon!

The evil dragon is full of poison.

That poison can seep into the blood and penetrate the chest cavity.

At this moment, the host and the second host were invaded by the venom.

They were shaking all over, as if they had fallen into the Nine Frost Ice Cellar.

"Uhhhhh-"

"If you don't want to let us out to make a mess, it's fine, but you still have to kill us all, even our excrement."

If you come to express your emotions more.

"They even gave our excrement to those ordinary people to drink!"

"For the power of those beliefs, have you really forgotten (Li Haohao) the basic principles of being a human being?!"

The host is very tenacious.

Although the poison was very tormenting, it was completely bearable to him.

He growled reluctantly.

"If I didn't do this, how could the Holy Buddha Temple have a day where it is now invincible!"

"The power of belief of those people is so powerful! How could it not be used!"

"It's just civilians anyway, it doesn't matter!"

"I don't know how to repent!"

Tathagata's face turned cold.

He folded his hands together and twisted a seal, and the seal came out.

When I hit the host, I heard the skeleton on the host squeak.

"Uhhhh-"

The chief host screamed again.

On the other side, the second host was still terrified, and looked at the tragic ring of the big host with fear.

"Since you don't know how to repent, then I can't spare you lightly!"

Buddhism does not just know the compassion of my Buddha.

There are also eighteen levels of hell for the most vicious people! .

Chapter 239

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

The Tathagata uttered a Buddha name.

Pointing again with the staff in his hand, eighteen auspicious dragons flew around him.

Followed by.

The Tathagata's hands shot out afterimages very quickly at an incredible and magical speed.

Every afterimage has a dragon roar.

It is the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon!

There was despair in the eyes of the chief host and the second host.

In front of this is the founder of the mountain, how can they be able to stop it.

The host is still stubborn.

Full of resentment.

"No... It's not my fault! It's all because of that Ji Feng!"

For no reason, he even held a grudge against Ji Feng.

And this time.

Ji Feng, who had no idea that he was hated, was looking at the four hosts.

In the face of this fat-headed and big-eared fourth host, he has no goodwill at all.

The four hosts were in tears.

He knelt on the ground, and even kowtowed blood.

Anyway, a Martial King, but so unscrupulous.

If the backbone Wuxin sees it,

I'm afraid I can't wait to spit his face full of saliva.

Buddhist people, even if it is not good.

But the backbone is still there.

Just like the big host and the second host.

Even if it can't be resisted.

Seeing that he was about to die, he still refused to bow his head and beg for mercy.

"Please, apprentice, please, please..."

The four hosts kowtowed over and over again.

He already knew who Ji Feng was.

Ji Feng, he has also heard of it.

The peak of Emperor Wu!

The peak of Emperor Wu at the age of seventeen!

It simply refreshed the record of Emperor Wu's peak.

Right now, this holy Buddhist temple has collapsed and disintegrated.

The power in the Holy Buddhist Temple is also very hollow.

There are a total of four Martial Emperor peaks.

Two of them have been dragged by the Tathagata.

The other two are Yelang arrogant.

I went to the border and wanted to intercept the people from the three courtyards.

Perhaps in their eyes, the three courtyards are just a group of chickens.

However, it was unexpected.

Someone infiltrated their lair before them.

Even now, it is about to control the Holy Buddha Temple.

Such a young man with an unavoidable future and talent, how could he be his opponent as a small king of martial arts.

Ji Feng ignored him.

"I ask where are you Wuxin?"

He didn't want to talk to the four hosts, but that didn't mean he didn't want to know where Wuxin was.

So Ji Feng looked at the stubborn little monk next to the fourth host.

It was this little monk who was insulting the fourth host just now.

The little monk raised his head stubbornly.

"I won't tell you, you don't want to know!"

"Do you think your life is precious?"

Ji Feng looked at him funny.

"My life is worthless, but the dignity of the Holy Buddhist Temple is above everything else!"

The little monk looked seriously brainwashed, making Ji Feng dumbfounded.

"Your life is worthless, so is the life of your fellow brothers and sisters valuable?"

Ji Feng pointed at him.

The slender fingertips pointed to the faces of the trembling little monks one by one.

"Look, are their lives valuable?"

At the beginning, the little monk's expression was still firm.

But every time Ji Feng crossed one person.

There was a time when the head of a monk fell off.

The little monk finally couldn't control it.

"I said I said! You don't kill anymore!"

The little monk collapsed.

After killing a dozen people in a row, the little monk was willing to speak.

He looked at the headless corpses all over the floor...

And the head that fell to the ground and died.

Terrified.

Ji Feng retracted his hand and looked at him lightly.

"In Kuchanyuan! In Kuchanyuan!".