In the Western Regions, people of various forces saw Buddhist disciples, and they all changed their mentality. They also changed the mentality of these people.

Some people who imprisoned the magic tower in the town were full of face, and looked at this scene puzzled.

"I didn't hear it right?"

Sitting on his knees in front of the Zhen Maga Tower, when he saw Hong Chan came, he hurriedly got up and closed his hands, respectfully: "Abbot!"

In fact, this is also due to the special environment of the Western Regions.

Hong Chan slightly stunned, his expression was still calm.

Various sounds gathered together, noisy.

"What kind of ghost is this?!"

"Well!"

The magic was infected, and the Red Lotus Sheng was instantly fell into the state of the magic, and the crazy roared.

"Puff!"

Lin Mang said to himself, stepped in one step, and instantly came to Miao Jing, and pointed to Miao Jing's forehead.

"Oh!"

"What is the condition?"

boom!

There seemed to be a terrible force falling between the heavens and the earth. The four of them just made a sorrow, and there was no breath.

"not good!"

Hong Chan turned around and walked out of the hall, looking at the sky, not saying a long time.

Broken skull!

"Poor monks hope he can live."

Turning around quickly patted a palm, at the same time, he rushed: "The Lord of the Lincheng, slow!"

"This person and the poor monk have some relationships, you just need to bring it back."

Dazhi Zen Temple has a well -known protection.

Hong Chan's expression was still calm, and said faintly: "I can send you to leave the magic tower from the town."

"How did they escape?"

"Bailian descending the world, crossing the life, pitying my world, and more worries."

"The monk of the thief, you guys, shameless people!"

Hong Chan calmly said: "East China, Lin Mang!"

Ghost Zun Song Chou is a magical person in Wuxian Realm. If he let him escape ...

Song Shou sneered, and said, "Transaction!"

"Well!"

Then he got up and picked up the broken amulet, and a trace of Yuanshen explored it.

Hong Chan stepped into the tower and slowly down the stone steps.

At the beginning, Baduo came to the Central Plains and was invited by Emperor Xiaowen. Yu Songshan set up Shaolin. Since then, Shaolin has gradually developed and growing in the Central Plains.

The deepest desire hidden in the heart of the Red Lotus Saint was aroused.

Song Sou escaped too much.

The key abbot does not seem to pay attention to this person.

The old monk didn't dare to think about it anymore, recite the Buddha name, turned and left.

Hong Chan turned to slowly walk out towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall, lowered his head, and murmured: "Today, I broke the ring, just to find a line of vitality for everyone in the world.
Chapter completed!