Indescribable Invincibility - Chapter 94

　　 Invincible creatures have stalwart bodies, one person is a kingdom of God, and the majestic appearance is shaking the world. He ignored the White Horse Temple, heard the words of the old monk, and sneered.

　　 “So, you will be buried with the White Horse Temple.”

　　 Hongyin spread throughout the whole land, unspeakably cold and merciless.

　　 The halberd wheel moved, and it smashed down towards the White Horse Temple. I couldn’t imagine what would happen if the halberd fell, whether it would be a waste of life, or everything would sink.

　　 have it all!

　　Billions of miles of the earth will be destroyed under this halberd and sunk by it.

　　 The old monk still didn’t appear, there was only a sigh between heaven and earth.

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a glorious burst in the front part of the Euphorbia, it did not fall and was blocked, and an unimaginable terrifying force burst out. It was a force that surpassed the imagination of the cultivator and shook the heavens.

　　 bang bang bang.

　　 Three consecutive earth-shaking roars, the invincible creature retreated three steps, his spear retreated by divine mind, and the moment it was cut off, it bounced off.

　　 “Roar!!” The invincible creature was furious.

　　 Eyes the size of the moon, all four pairs of eyes appear bloody.

　　 His big halberd swallowed chaotic Dao Qi, the stars in the starry sky seemed to feel something, and the stars exploded and fell.

　　 Euphorbia comes out again, look around the world!

　　 “A dying man, everything is dust before my way, let me send you on the road today.”

　　 Invincible creatures grow up to drink.

　　 He penetrated the 33rd heaven, and his whole body was chaotic and spiritually gushing.

　　 “Boom.” At this moment, there are wisps of chaotic sacred brilliance on the White Horse Temple, blooming like fireworks, and the fire trees and silver flowers are gorgeous and splendid.

　　 An old figure appeared strangely in the eyes of the world.

　　 That was an old monk, sitting cross-legged on a futon, with his hands on his legs, his body was thin, exuding a twilight breath, his eyelids drooped, his eyes were dull, as if he was about to die later.

　　 This is a terrible vision.

　　Anyone who looks in the direction of the White Horse Temple can see the old monk, no matter how far apart, he can see it, as if he is right in front of him!

　　 The old monk opened his eyelids slightly, he looked at the invincible creature, his thin arm lifted up and slapped a palm in the air.

　　 The world lost its brilliance in an instant.

　　 Everything seemed to freeze, the wind stopped, and the water stopped flowing.

　　 After a while, the Buddha’s light is shining, the **** is punched out of the palm, covering the sky and the sun, and the chaos is surging astonishingly, as if the world is about to be reopened.

　　 The heavens are shaking.

　　 The invincible creature staggered, his body exploded, and there was pain in his mouth.

　　 The broad chest as big as a plain splashed with blood.

　　 He was killed outside the White Horse Temple, his body finally returned to dust, and the soil returned to the earth. The halberd from his hand flew out and inserted into the mountains and forests hundreds of thousands of miles away, crushing the ancient forest landform.

　　 Everyone in this world is horrified.

　　 No one is cold and the hair stands upright, feeling the scalp about to be torn off, shaking unceasingly.

　　 Standing in the outer sky, the figures of the gods and demons in the distant regions retracted their eyes at this moment.

　　 The death of invincible creatures made them no longer pay attention to the White Horse Temple, and their figures gradually disappeared.

　　 This battle made them understand that the old monk is still alive and has not reached the limit of death, and at the same time gave up the idea of ​​staring at the White Horse Temple during this time.

　　 To this day, this battle is still spreading.

　　 During that time, Fang Xuan stood at the center of that battle and witnessed everything.

　　 The stubborn bald head, Ji Chen slapped a four-eyed ancient holy **** with a palm of his hand.

　　 “You’re not going to see Ji Chen.” Seeing Fangxuan’s expression, Mao Bai didn’t know why this crazy idea emerged.

　　 It feels that this idea is really crazy.

　　 It’s just that it found that more than one person was crazy.

　　 Fang Xuan nodded in response.

　　 “This is a magic weapon for remembering dust. I used it when I was young.” Fang Xuan looked at the magic pestle in his hand.

　　 He would want to meet Ji Chen, nothing else, just want to meet.

　　 Fang Xuan has never positioned himself in a superior position. He feels that he is an individual, crying and laughing, seeing the sufferings of the world, and laughing at it, doing whatever he wants, and he will not be ungrateful, truly free and comfortable.

　　 This is Fang Xuan.

　　 This old man is very persistent, as long as he recognizes things he will do. Once he received a bowl of water, he returned a piece of lake to the other party. Once he decided that he was going to break through and sat withered for fifty years, and finally broke the cocoon and turned the butterfly.

　　 And guarding the White Horse Temple is also a word from the abbot of the White Horse Temple that he promised to die.

　　 “I will guard the White Horse Temple and use all my strength.”

　　 Ji Chen is really stubborn, and the nine long-horned cows are immobile.

　　 This persistence took him five thousand years, and he obviously only had three thousand years of life and spent five thousand years.

　　 broke through in the White Horse Temple and sat for another two thousand years.

　　 Now that the end is approaching, Fang Xuan knows that Ji Chen is dying, and there will be no more chance for a breakthrough.

　　 This stubborn fellow who is clearly expected to become the fourth true Buddha in these three thousand years is dying.

　　 Fang Xuan rarely sees people wrong.

　　 Ji Chen will become a real Buddha, this is an iron fact.

　　 However, a promise made him trapped in the White Horse Temple and never left.

　　 Is this the abbot’s fault?

　　 Yes, the abbot was wrong, it was very wrong.

　　 But it’s not wrong to think from the perspective of the abbot. He only wants to protect the White Horse Temple, not to see the temple’s decline and disappear in history.

　　 Baima Temple has gone through too many winds and rains, and it has survived every time, only this time it will fail…

　　 “If you see this, do you want to see Ji Chen?” Yan Wu puzzled.

　　 What is the relationship between this artifact and Jichen?

　　 is to remember the dust? So why did Fang Xuan go to see Ji Chen when he saw it.

　　 Mao Bai is also an accident.

This Demon Peel is indeed very powerful, but it is too small compared to that Invincible Jichen. After all, this magical artifact was only used by Jichen when he was young~www.mtlnovel.com~ It was just a magical tool used in a young age. Hold it. The chance of seeing Jichen is very small.

　　 “Its appearance means that Ji Chen is dying.”

　　 Fang Xuanmo stroked the magic pestle.

“what!”

“what?!”

　　 Yan Wu and Mao Bai were shocked.

　　 They heard an incredible news, Ji Chen is dying?

　　 Seeing the puzzle on their faces, Fang Xuan smiled and explained.

　　 “About fifty years ago, a little novice was cleaning and saw…”

　　 The little novice monk cleans up when he sees a magic pestle next to Ji Chen, he is curious.

“This is?”

　　 “My magic weapon.”

　　 Ji Chen answered like this at that time.

　　 “Is the abbot your magical artifact? But it.” The little novice monk is not without eyesight, he can see that this Jiang Mo pestle is not worthy of Ji Chen.

　　 Jiang Mo Chu is very good, but it is too small compared with Ji Chen, the two do not match.

　　 “Hehe.” Ji Chen smiled, kind and kind.

　　 “This is a magic weapon used when I was young, and it has accompanied me a long way.”

“Oh.”

　　 The little novice monk became more curious and felt around.

　　 It’s just that he quickly lost his face and thought of something.

　　 “The abbot still keeps it now, he must like it very much… But we have no future in the White Horse Temple, and it will disappear with us.”

　　 The little novice is sad for a magical artifact.

　　 “If one day I am going to die, let it go out.” Ji Chen responded with a smile.

“Uh-huh.”

　　 The little novice nodded and smiled a little dazedly.

　　 He thinks this is a good idea…

　　……

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