
The magical power of Buddhist beads 【Chapter 12】: Fighting the Dark Devil
The black monster, wrapped in a strong dark aura, pounced on Lin Yu and others like a moving hill. It was so fast that it was in front of him in the blink of an

The black monster, wrapped in a strong dark aura, pounced on Lin Yu and others like a moving hill. It was so fast that it was in front of him in the blink of an

The attacks of the black-robed man came like a tide, and the cracks on Lin Yu’s light curtain became more and more, and it was possible to break at any time. Chen Feng gradually lost

After escaping from the ruins, Lin Yu and his party found a relatively safe place and began to try to interpret the huge amount of information that flooded into their minds. Lin Yu closed his

As the first two tests were successfully passed, the atmosphere in the space became more and more solemn. The countdown numbers beat mercilessly, and every second was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of

Lin Yu successfully integrated the power of Qiankun Buddha beads and colorful beads, but the countdown was still beating mercilessly, which made him and Chen Feng realize that the danger was not really eliminated. The

Lin Yu knew that time was running out and could not afford any hesitation. He concentrated on guiding the power of the Qiankun Buddha beads according to the rune combination method recorded in ancient books.

The shaking of the secret room became more and more violent, cracks appeared on the walls, and broken stones kept falling. Lin Yu and Chen Feng knew that they had to come up with a

Lin Yu and Chen Feng were trapped in the secret room, watching the countdown that was constantly accelerating, and they were anxious. The rune chain tightly wrapped around them, making it difficult for them to

Under the protection of the power of the stone tablet, Lin Yu and Chen Feng temporarily escaped the attack of the stone beast. Lin Yu looked at the ancient book that was still emitting blue

Looking at the countdown that kept jumping, Lin Yu was anxious. Chen Feng also had a serious face. He knew that time was running out and could not afford any delay. “Lin Yu, it seems

Lin Yu carried the glowing secret book in his arms and hurriedly left the mysterious cave that was still filled with a dangerous atmosphere. At this time, the clouds and mist above the fairy mountain

The night was as dark as ink, weighing heavily on the sky of this bustling city. Lin Yu, an ordinary antique shop owner, was worried about the rent that was about to rise at the

Buddhist beads, as a commonly used tool in Buddhist practice, are not only counting tools, but also contain profound cultural and religious significance. Many people are curious why there are various changes in the number

That year, I was unemployed at home and met a deaf mute old man who set up a stall at an old teahouse in the alley. On the wooden plate in front of him lay

In the damp workshop, Li Dashan counted the cracks on the Buddhist beads. This is what the old monk stuffed into his hand when he broke his collarbone on the steps of Guanyin Temple six