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Chapter three hundred and ninety-eight: [The first person in the world of King Kong, finally shot! 】(2/2)

I just hope that this time, I will enter the tomb with the colorful clothes of the Princess’ Tomb who have been lonely for 800 years. Then, no matter how many things happen.

As a spirit guard, the tomb robber robber is like robbing himself.

The magical powers that are good at calculating can never believe them in their hearts.

Suddenly, a kind of magical power and Helian Wuwei suddenly concentrated their minds and energy, as if they were facing a great enemy.

In a trance, a white rainbow came on the river.

On the rushing rivers, go upstream and run quickly.

The river crossed by the white rainbow, shaking the waves.

The river water surged 10 meter.

Fiercely slapped the two sides of the strait.

The white rainbow rushed into the distance, and there were more than a dozen dresses like colorful butterflies falling from the sky.

It seems that it is going to block Bai Hong's way.

Those colorful clothes are like furnished fairies.

The sleeves are several meters long.

Each long sleeve is full of clouds and mist.

Agile as if a god descends to earth.

The eldest son of the planting family planted sandalwood, with wide eyes.

He naturally recognized those fluttering women in colorful clothes, which was exactly the same as his uncle's description of Zhongliang.

That is the colorful clothes unique to Princess’ tomb!

Good at the dance of ascension with both sleeves.

It is said that by leveraging each other's power, one sleeve of power can block the gods and Buddhas.

A Buddha sang and a low voice came into his ears.

Xu Qianqiu identified that this was the Great Bodhisattva Mantra.

The white clothes finally paused for a moment and hung a few feet above the river.

Explode the arm and make a seal with one hand.

The person who came was a monk wearing a white cassock.

Eighteen colorful clothes, thirty-six sleeves, and the last word ends, and a strange phenomenon suddenly arose at the Yellow River under your feet.

Like the name of Buddha mantra, in an instant, the great momentum arrives!

Behind the monk in white, the river surface suddenly broke.

Half of the river water stopped.

It was lifted up dozens of feet high.

Like a yellow dragon leaping through the water, drawing an arc in the air.

The monk has a seal with one arm.

The river covered the sky and covered the ground, and rushed towards the eighteen colorful clothes.

The water curtain was overwhelmed by the earth, and the white handprints were hidden behind the water curtain and then blasted out.
Chapter completed!
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