They know that the Yuan God in the sea has broken!
Even if two Tathagata, France and India collide, the gods will fluctuate, which many monks can’t bear!
Transient stagnation
Sumo condensed out the’ 渧’ character fragmentation!
And the’ swastika’ character condensed by the plain robe man also emerges cracks, but it is more powerful than Su Mo!
Soon suppressed the past and crushed the Sumo’ swastika’ character into Sumo!
Fiasco!
Even if Su Mo broke out three times in a row, the occult sciences of Yuan God were resisted by plain robe men.
Moreover, the secret art of the plain robe male Yuan Shen has formed a very threatening counterattack!
Su Mo Yuan Shen has reached the limit. At this time, a burst of stabbing pain will no longer condense the occult sciences of Yuan Shen.
Even so, Su Mo didn’t give up.
He condensed a wisp of god knowledge and constantly stimulated Wang Nianzhu at the left wrist to wake up this Yuan Shen multiplier!
After all, he has worn this instrument for many years, and his mind is connected with his blood.
Feeling that Sumo was facing danger, Wang Nianzhu and generate gave a blazing golden light to form a golden mask beside Sumo.
This mask depicts mysterious characters, and each character contains mysterious power!
Boom
Broken Tathagata, the French seal collided with Wang Nianzhu to form a golden mask and crashed.
Su Mo’s knowledge ran out, and this mask didn’t last long. The light quickly dimmed and disappeared.
Lost
Su Mo’s body has no mana. Yuan Shen’s dryness is exhausted and even the simplest spell can’t be released.
And the plain robe man needs to move a statue to kill Sumo Town!
Sue ink slightly hunched shoveled gasped.
Violet really fell here, though unwilling, but it’s nothing.
He also has a dragon body and a martial way body!
One day, he will come back again to avenge himself on the Blood Devil!
Sue ink mind flashed a series of thoughts.
His head has become a little dizzy.
But the plain robe man never made a move.
I don’t know how long it took Su Mo to finally realize that something was wrong and looked up.
I don’t know when the plain robe man has come to his front!
Plain robe man suddenly to catch up toward his left arm.
Su Mo wants to dodge and resist, but he doesn’t have any strength to hold his left arm by a plain robe man!
Sting!
Plain robe male slightly transport Su Mo left arm robe sleeve instantaneous fracture.
Plain robe male eyes rested on Su Mo’s left wrist staring at that string of Wang Nianzhu’s long silence and complicated look.
Is Sue ink consciousness groggy also didn’t notice.
"This is Wang Nianzhu"
After a long time, the plain robe man slowly said
Su Mo has no strength to sneer slightly and is too lazy to respond.
Wang Nianzhu was worn by a monk 40,000 years ago.
The blood demon Taoist monk is an old enemy. How could he not recognize this Buddhist treasure?
"How did you get this treasure?"
The plain robe man asked, "Are you the younger brother of Dasi?"
Su Mo thought to himself, "The Blood Devil has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, and I don’t know that even the big temple has vanished in the wild mainland."
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"The big temple is gone."
Su Mo said simply
"gone?"
Plain robe male eyes generate with a dazzling light tone appearing unbelievable.
"It disappeared ten thousand years ago."
Su Mo didn’t hide that he knew he was going to die. "Now I’m the only one left in the temple. If you want revenge from the temple people, you’ve found the right person."
Of course, at the bottom of the valley where dragons are buried, there are old monks with round sorrow.
But Shou Yuan, the sad old monk, will try his best to make Sumo not want to bring him any more trouble.
In Su Mo’s view, it is most likely that the blood demon Daojun was suppressed by the monk for tens of thousands of years, thus having endless hatred for the monk.
It’s normal for the blood demon Taoist, the great monk of the Great Temple, to hold a grudge against the Great Temple.