Three figures were watching the battle in the void.

Two of the figures are clearly the Great Joy Buddha and the Black Miten Buddha.

As for the other figure, it is Fan Hui Wu from Tianjing Zen Temple.

At this moment, Fan Huiwu's robe has changed, turning into a naked palace dress. Her eyes are not calm, but full of desire, as if full of fire.

The palms of the Great Joyful Buddha are holding the plump part of Fan Hui Wu.

"That Snow Emperor in this world makes my heart move more than any other person I have ever seen!"

"Compared with this Fanhui Dance, it's like heaven and earth!"

The Great Joyful Buddha looked at Ji Wuxia and said.

"In this case, why don't you kill Fan Huiwu and keep her? Do you know that once she recovers her mind, the people in Tianjing Zen Temple will know about it!"

"I'm afraid the position of the Eighteen Buddhas is not guaranteed!"

Black Mitian Buddha Way.

"I haven't completely swallowed up the Buddha's heart in her body. The Buddha's heart in this Fanhui dance is too pure. Although her body and mind are now occupied by desire, the Buddha's heart has not been polluted!"

"But this world is a bit disappointing to me, that's all. Do you think that emperor will show up?"

The Great Joyful Buddha suddenly grasped his hand.

ah!
Chapter completed!