Chapter 543: 543

"Lu Ya, you let me down."

Fahai's palm scattered a golden light.

Lu Ya Taoist was more and more frightened. He could not help but scold, "Damn, how could this dead bald man's magic power be so profound? He is just a Bodhisattva. Is it difficult for him to follow the path of dizang Bodhisattva and Guanyin Bodhisattva? Though a Bodhisattva, does he have the power of Buddha

With a wave of Fahai's robe, the light of the Buddha goes away like a thousand sharp arrows.

Lu Ya Taoist's body blooms dazzling golden light, which burns the Buddha light into nothingness like a flame.

The next moment, Lu Ya Taoist suddenly showed up in front of Fahai. The claw grasps the void, and Shengsheng tears it.

The seal of Fahai is made in one hand.

Boom!

The light is bright, shining the dim demon world.

Fahai and Luya retreated one hundred Zhang each.

Lu Ya Taoist waved his arm, and the real fire of the sun surrounded him, making him extremely powerful.

"Fahai, I admit that I underestimate you, but that's what you do."

Lu Ya said with a hard mouth.

Fahai chuckled, "is that really the case? Why do I think you are struggling to fight

"Fahai, don't say these words to disturb my mind. I won't do it."

Lu Ya's eyes are cold.

With a flick of Fahai's fingers, the magic wand flashed out and turned into a long sword. Fahai raises his hand and pushes Huijian out, whistling out with fierce sword spirit.

Lu Ya's Taoist priest soared into the air, but he easily avoided Huijian's attack.

As soon as Fahai raises his finger, Huijian immediately turns around and rushes away.

Lu Ya's Taoist priest roared angrily. The real fire of the sun condensed behind him and rolled fiercely towards Hui Jian.

"Kill

Fahai's eyes were awe inspiring, and his mouth was full of murders.

Huijian's light bursts out and its breath is fierce. It penetrates the fire wings of Taoist Lu Ya.

A shower of fire fell, and the earth was burned out of shape.

Lu Ya's face was dark blue.

"Fahai, you have angered me."

The next moment, he spits out the real fire of the sun, which condenses into a fire dragon.

"Evil animal, do you want to be presumptuous in front of me?"

Fahai's eyes are full of gold.

With his five fingers open, his mana turns into a giant Buddha's hand and directly grabs the fire dragon. Shengsheng crushes it and goes away.

He suddenly raised his two Qi in his body and vomited out a long way.

Heaven and earth shake, sun and moon hang upside down.

Lu Ya's face was dignified. When the mana dragon was about to attack him, he suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed several mana dragons.

His body was shocked by the magic dragon, which was very frightening.

About half a year later, he gradually recovered.

"I didn't expect that your mana taste of Fahai is wonderful."

Lu Ya, a Taoist, laughs ferociously.

Fahai chuckles and shakes his wand. Ten thousand Buddhist lights roar away like a rope and bind him.

"Do you want to trap me with these little skills?"

Taoist Lu Ya sneered, and his mana surged out of his body. The sun burned the Buddha's light, and he soon got rid of the shackles.

"Taoist Lu Ya, how about another magical power in this seat?"

"I will not be afraid."

Fahai palm grip, Foshan show, throw out.

Foshan, facing the storm, is immeasurable, and Sanskrit songs shake the sky.

The rebellious demon clan gradually calmed down in Sanskrit.

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Fahai raised his hand, and Foshan, with its mighty power, smashed Lu Ya's Taoist priest.

Lu Ya's magic power burst out, and his arms rose to the top of the mountain.

The golden light of Foshan is overflowing, and it is becoming more and more heavy. The land within the radius of the Taoist is constantly cracking, and the aura is rioting. He looked more and more heavy, his face distorted, and he looked miserable.

Fahai shakes his robe. In a moment, there is a sound of dragon chanting from Foshan. A head of magic dragon encircles Foshan and runs fiercely towards Lu Ya Taoist.

"Baby, please turn around."

All of a sudden, a sound like a talisman sounded in my ear.

Fahai chuckled and knew that Lu Ya Taoist used the chopping immortal Throwing Knife.

With the power of his body, even if it is the best congenital spirit treasure, it can't be cut.

Fahai turned around and a light flashed in front of his eyes. In a short time, his body was cut out of a trace. He reached out to wipe it, and the mark disappeared immediately.

Lu Ya Taoist who resisted Foshan Shenwei saw that Fahai was intact under the chopping immortal flying knife, and his eyes showed a strong shock.

Fahai looked at him indifferently, "this glass has no time for merit, and the gold body can resist the attack of the best congenital spirit treasure. Although the chopping immortal throwing knife is powerful, it's hard to hurt this one."

"Fahai, don't be too proud."Lu Ya roared angrily.

"I have never felt proud of suppressing you."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Ya almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He's such a great prince. He's so despised.

"Taoist Lu Ya, are you very angry at the moment, and you want to kill me quickly?"

Fahai looked at him quietly, "but it's a pity that you can't do it with your mana."

"Fahai..."

Lu Ya, a Taoist, drinks too much.

At the same time, the power of Foshan suddenly soared, making him breathless.

"I forgot to tell you that the more you resist, the more your strength grows."

Fahai said with a smile: "I'm afraid you will be suppressed in Foshan within three days."

"You are dreaming!"

Lu Ya scolded the Taoist.

"In that case, I will give you a long memory."

With that, Fahai revealed the Buddha's Dharma. The majestic and majestic Buddhist power permeates and spreads, and continuously infuses into Foshan. Lu Yadao heard the sound of fragmentation in his body, and all his bones were crushed by the force of Foshan.

Of course, it's no big deal for such strong people as Lu Ya Taoist. It's just an idea to recover.

However, the source of the injury is different.

The sea of Dharma constantly impels the mana, and all the twelve ancestors appear.

Lu Ya's eyes turned red when he saw the ancestor.

"Fahai, did you get the inheritance of the twelve witches?"

"Just chance."

Fahai said quietly.

Lu Ya, the Taoist priest, was full of grief and indignation.

Fahai rises in the air and falls on Foshan.

At that time, Lu Ya's body was short, and he was almost smashed into the earth.

Fahai sits on his knees and recites the truth.

Sanskrit around Foshan, Foshan burst out of the atmosphere more and more strong, pressure space deformation. Lu Ya Taoist's painful howl came from under Foshan. However, just at this time, a terrible gas of cutting spread from under Foshan and pushed all directions.

Fahai's eyes were sharp, "this momentum..."

"Give me a break!"

The sound of earth shaking comes from the land pressure. The next moment, Foshan shakes, dense cracks emerge, as if to tear Foshan in general.

Fahai rises up in the air, sitting in the void, looking at the evil spirit of Lu Ya Taoist.

At this time, he was carrying a gun full of monstrous evil spirit.

Fahai's eyes were solemn. "I didn't expect that the God killing gun that Luo Zhen spent ten thousand years to build was in your hands."

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