Namo Amitabha.” A long-lasting Buddha’s name came.

The Buddha's chant is solemn and solemn.

Hao had underestimated the Dachan Temple, but even Fu Yushu felt solemn.

Guangming's Buddhist chant had the magical power of a lion's roar, but he had already entered the realm of transformation and gently moved the hearts of the heroes.

"Fellow Daoist Su, come to the Main Hall to talk, Miss Su is waiting for you too."

Su Ji said lightly: "Okay."

He did not show any amazing magical powers, but just replied indifferently.

Today there are wins but no defeats, that's all.

In the Great Hall, a woman looked forward to it.

She also thought that she would be in danger and would have a great hero coming to save her. This was probably the reverie of all girls.

Although this time it was her uncle.

The wind was gentle, and the middle door of the Great Hall opened wide.

This time, there was no Arhat Formation and the Demon Subduing Formation to be prepared, but Guangming only waited with several eminent monks.

Xia Tian followed Su Ji and saw the iceberg in the hall. He thought to himself, it doesn’t look very similar to Su Zisi. After looking at it for a while, it still looks a bit similar, but it’s not as good as Su Zisi, nor is it better than himself.

The girl Zong was in a little happy mood.

Shan's face was no longer icebergs, and he was a little excited when he looked at Su Ji.
Chapter completed!