The already dense branches on this Seven Treasure Glazed Glazed Tree were hit hard, which made it even worse.

This kind of scene is like a man facing the crisis of middle-aged hair loss, who was accidentally pulled out and thorned. Even if they are not trees, they can empathize with this kind of pain.

Thirty-first piece!

Thirty-two pieces!

Thirty-three pieces!

Thirty-four pieces!

Thirty-five pieces!

Until the 35th piece fell, the speed of the leaves fell significantly.

"Stop...stop?"

After a long time, the seven-treasure glass tree stopped shaking.

Someone was about to ask what happened to the Little Supreme Buddha when he changed and regenerated.

On the Three Thousand Lotus Platform, all Buddhist disciples spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

The scene of thousands of Buddhist disciples bleed blood is as spectacular as the white doves dancing on the Empress Square of Qingdu. The gorgeous blood light contrasts with the colors of the rainbow.

After all Buddhist monks vomit blood,

The little supreme Buddha finally couldn't hold back his face. He closed his hands and immediately pushed the treasure tree. One by one, the golden Buddha seals containing the mighty and righteous spirit were printed on the treasure tree as if they were not money.

The golden passage opens from the top of the tree.

A black figure, at first, gathered into a group like an ant, and then the "ants" figures became larger in a blink of an eye and turned into a personal figure.

Some of these figures look like people, some look like dogs, some look like pigs, some look like cows, some are all kinds of strange things, and some are crooked and jujubes are broken.

"Hahaha! I'm out!"

"Wang!"

"Meow!"

"Young Master, be careful!"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tree is like a gushing spring, and it’s now.

A group of strange-shaped "people" gushed out of the light.

Among them, the leader was covered with terrifying blood, with long black hair floating casually behind his head, and a white robe was a man with a cold and iron expression. In the man's arms, he was holding a bloody cat. The cat seemed to be seriously injured, curled up, his limbs, tail, and whiskers were trembling slightly.

By the way, there is a striking "king" spot on the cat's forehead.

At the moment when those "people" appeared,

Buddhist holy land, in the sky with colorful treasure light,

A chaotic and invisible demonic aura swept across the audience like a hurricane.

The demonic aura of a single demon may be insignificant.

But what about ten, twenty, fifty, hundreds of monsters?

"It's him!"

Bai Chuchu has experienced terrible abuse in the past few decades.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.

She was dying and smelled the scent of her enemy. She woke up instantly, opened her eyes, raised her claws, and pointed at the most conspicuous bald man.

But Yi Lin ignored the little supreme Buddha.

In the sky,

On the three thousand lotus platform,

The vast sea of ​​people,

In the world,

No need to look for it,

No need to linger.

Following the "connection" between the two and the inseparable "reason" that contacted the two, Yi Lin found the end of "reason" on one of the lotus platforms.

His connection with this world becomes deeper and deeper, and he becomes tighter.

And the thickest, most, and most closely related "reason"...

It's junior sister.
Chapter completed!