Then he pulled it off with one hand.

An ancient bell that was hundreds of millions of feet was suppressed by the sacred Buddha power.

This nearly real ancient bell is surrounded by complicated Sanskrit. Every beating Sanskrit can kill a great emperor.

It can be seen how terrible the power of this huge ancient bell is.

"This is another trick!"

Facing this familiar huge ancient bell, the face of the Demon Supreme was extremely difficult to see.

This time, he did not have the shuttle talisman to save his life.

drink--

The two roared, tried their best to launch two powerful attacks.

However, the attacks of the two had no effect on the ancient bell of Ding.

"Two, these are my Buddhist magical powers, which can restrain demons and attract demons, and have a miraculous effect on the demonic energy."

"Don't struggle, two of you, let's go with me!"

The Holy Buddha's son pondered and then grabbed his hands.

The huge golden illusory ancient bell began to shrink, and the powerful force suppressed Lu Bu and the Supreme Demon in place, unable to move.

Gu Zhong was about to include the two of them.

At this critical moment.

A sacred golden light turned into an endless river, cutting the suppressed ancient bell in half.

The Holy Buddha's Son changed drastically, but he soon recovered and looked at the void above his head.

At this time, several figures with a huge evil aura all over their bodies appeared in his sight.

"Amitabha, donors, who?"

The Holy Buddha's eyes narrowed, and he stared at the figure in the middle, full of golden luck.

"People's Lord!"

The old man Yin Crow was overjoyed and quickly stepped out and appeared beside Li Luo.

"Master of Daxia Pavilion!"

Li Luo pondered and stared at the Holy Buddha's son in front of him with a serious expression.

The other party's cultivation was far beyond his expectations.
Chapter completed!