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So he threw the three Buddhist relics with one hand and fell on Pang Xia’s three hands.
Pang Xia immediately saw the introduction of Buddha’s light relic.
Once swallowed, the power will be increased by 1000 points permanently, and the negative can be expelled because the Buddha’s light enters the body and the evil spirit does not invade.
When I saw the introduction of Pang Xia, I knew I had got a good thing.
Word directly into the backpack to see a sword wins snow and a thought are also put into their backpacks for fear of being lost.
"The three little benefactors don’t know if they can take the golden dragon to the poor monk for a look?"
"Oh, the old monk is really in a hurry. What can I say about wild tea seedlings?"
Hearing this, the old monk’s eyes narrowed, and then he said, "Are you kidding the old monk, benefactor?"
"Oh, how come, old monk!"
Pang Xia stretched out his hand and snatched the golden dragon from his mind.
Looking at it, it looks like a sword and a short stick. There is a golden dragon embossed around its golden dragon, and the eyes of the old monk are slightly wide open and panting, which is a bit heavy.
"It was the golden dragon that took you. Give it to me!"
The old monk has ignored the names of benefactors and poor monks and is about to walk out of the temple.
However, at this time, the temple shook slightly for a moment and the old monk woke up.
"I’m really sorry, poor monk. Seeing me, Shaolin Temple Chengbao is a bit rude."
"No old monk, you have to give me the wild tea tree, and I will take the golden dragon away from you.
I swear in the name of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of wu-tang clan, that I will give it to you! "
Looking at Pang Xia, who vowed to win the snow with one sword and one thought, I couldn’t help but read "shame!"
"Donor, this is the last time."
The old monk with a rather gloomy face took out a wild tea tree planted in a flowerpot the size of a washbasin from a small temple.
In front of the temple gate, the old monk looked at Pang Xia.
Pang Xia knew that the old monk had doubted himself when he saw him move.
Therefore, Pang Xia’s single-handed forward grasp immediately started the ability of "Star-sucking * *" to absorb material.
But I saw that the flowerpot planted with wild tea flew directly towards Pang Xia and fell into Pang Xia’s hands.
Heaven and earth can produce nine mature tea leaves every ten days, and frying and flushing at the same time can immediately increase the strength by 100 points!
"Can the benefactor take the golden dragon to the poor monk now?"
"Oh, what’s not and you promised Shaolin Juexue? I don’t know …"
"benefactor! You are playing the poor monk! "
The old monk’s eyebrows stood upside down, and at the same time, thick bloody murder was released from him.
"Hey, residual blood Buddha, you finally reacted. I’m kidding you."
When I heard Pang Xia calling out his name, the old monk or the Buddha with residual blood knew that his identity had been known.
He stared at PangXia intensely and then revealed a ferocious smile.
"Xiao you are very clever, but Cong people have always lived long!
When you pick me up, why should I take out the enlightenment tea tree tea for you and your friends to taste?
At that time, I made that move to ensure that you would not betray me! "
After the Buddha spoke, his eyes turned into black eyeballs and purple pupils.
Then these horrible eyes gave off a faint light.
At this time, two strands of black gas rose from Pang Xia and Jiansheng Xuedantian and rushed directly towards their two brains.
However, at this time, the light of one green and one red is released from Pang Xia and the sword wins the snow body, just like the light of Qinglei dagger Yan sword.
And the two black gas appears with the light, just like snow meets sunshine and quickly disappears in the two of them.
Chapter DiYiSanJiu will win!
Pang Xia and Jian Sheng Xue both breathed a sigh of relief.
Neither of them thought that they had been calculated by him when they met the Buddha with residual blood.
The day residual blood Buddha looked at PangXia and sword wins snow green and red light immediately look dignified.
Although he knew that Pang Xia had a blue dagger, he didn’t expect that the blue dagger, which belongs to the core of Nu Wa’s nine swords, would really recognize a warrior Lord who only had the day after tomorrow.
Yu Jian wins the snow and is recognized by Yan’s sword, which is even more unexpected for the Buddha with residual blood.
"Bastard! This is impossible! "
A punch in the front caused a golden curtain.
At the same time, in the square of this dilapidated temple, there is a huge Fo Yin with ten thousand words appearing there and slowly rotating and floating.
Obviously, this is the true face of the seal that suppressed the residual blood Buddha!
"If you give me the golden dragon now, then I will let bygones be bygones for what you just did.
And can also give you the magic spirit from monty’s adult to make you a member of the magic people.
But if you don’t promise, then the day I go out will be when you are tortured by me! "
As soon as the voice of the Buddha with residual blood fell, an old monk came to the square in front of this shabby little temple while sweeping the floor before Pang Xia and others answered.
Look at the iconic broom, Pang Xia, and you will know who it is.
Not to mention that these half people are here.
Day residual blood Buddha saw sweeping monk came here, eyes full of bitterness and folded cried "sweep the floor! Let me out if something happens, and we will fight it out! "
Slightly shook his head. sweeping monk stopped sweeping the floor and looked up at the residual blood Buddha and smiled.
"Day residual you in more than one hundred years ago is the most promising brother Shaolin temple generation.