Master Mingjue was dissatisfied with the sarcasm in Su Wei's words, and replied in a gentle tone: "I am a genius of the alien clan. I am ashamed of being awesome. In the battle, I was defeated thoroughly, and therefore I left a root cause that is difficult to cure, until today.

I have been sitting in the mountain gate for more than twenty years. If I hadn't gained something occasionally, I wouldn't dare to go out and show my ugly appearance.

No matter how bad I am, I will not make things difficult for a child.

However, Xiao Tanyue, the devil's womb of the donor, was born in order to avoid harming the people, and had to invite him back to Qingliang Mountain, hoping to resolve the devil's nature with Buddhism.

Master Chen is a genius, but he is still better than the alien clan leader of the same age. I dare not seek victory. I just hope to stay at Master Chen for a moment and strive for a way out for a group of fellow disciples."

"The master is really a good temper of a monk. He was seriously injured under the command of the alien clan leader back then. Now he can join forces with the alien clan to invade the holy realm of this sect." Zhang Tianheng said hey.

Su Wei glanced at him and nodded secretly.

It seems to be sarcastic and speak without saying anything, but Zhang Tianheng's words are actually secretly testing the other party. In addition to Zuo Xian Wang Xiuzhe and his team, there are still many foreign masters heading south.

In particular, have the alien clan leader come out of seclusion?

Master Mingjue seemed to have not noticed the condom set in Zhang Tianheng's words, and answered very frankly: "The Black Emperor Nanlai was his personal decision, and he came for his personal grudges with Master Chen."

Su Wei's eyes flashed: "The master is a monk, don't lie. The Black Emperor was defeated by the leader of the sect and fled to death. It was entirely up to the 12 flying generals under the command of the Sword Emperor to rescue him, and he could save his life."

Master Mingjue replied: "As far as I know, Feng Lang and Hei Emperor are friends or come out of the righteousness of a friend."

"Wind Wolf" Loeb grew up with the alien clan leader and Zuo Xianwang since childhood. It is not a secret matter, and the Demon Cult has also heard of this.

But the opposite disease Maha answered questions and looked honest, which made it difficult for people in the Demon Sect to judge the authenticity of the words.

"The master is compassionate, compassionate to the heavens and others, and insists on saving the children. Su is moved, but why never see the master go to save the Black Emperor?" Su Wei asked lightly.

Master Mingjue said, "Master Su was resentful. He felt that it was unnecessary to block the temple and bully the weak and the strong. The donor was the first seat of the Xuanwu Hall of the Demon Sect. If he blocked the temple and became a demonic nature, he would provoke Master Chen like now, which would be even more difficult than provoking the Black Emperor.

What you ask for is just a chance.

Joining forces with the Black Emperor is not what I originally wish, but the opportunity is rare.

If you miss this time, there may not be another chance that the current Black Emperor, Sword Emperor, and Xia Emperor will go south together, and the three emperors will be gone.

It’s just that man cannot calculate the same as God’s calculations. Now it seems that Master Chen’s merits and fortunes are involved. Although the battle with the Sword Emperor has an impact, it is not a big deal.

Unfortunately, there is no turning back when we draw the bow, so we can only try our best to sacrifice ourselves and sacrifice ourselves for the Tao.

The devil star fell from the sky, and my brothers could not ignore it. The Buddha said that I would not go to hell, and whoever went to hell, would give up this smelly skin when he had no choice."

"The master is so enlightened." Su Wei sneered: "But don't forget that you are facing the sharp edge of the alien race. If you leave your skin in the holy realm of this sect, you don't need to settle the score with you. If you are going to Qingliang Temple, your foundation will be lost."

Master Mingjue replied frankly: "That depends on the preparations of Donor Tao and Donor Li."

Tao Wangji.

Li Yuanlong.

"In addition, even if the Black Emperor is responding to him, he may not be able to return to Mobei safely." Master Mingjue said.

Zhang Tianheng raised his eyebrows: "The master is really despicable, open and honest..."

"Tianheng."

At this time, Chen Luoyang's voice came from the hall.

Zhang Tianheng and Su Wei both kept silent.

Master Mingjue, who was shrouded in the Buddha's light opposite, yelled the Buddha's name in a low voice.

He was happy to continue to whine with the other party.

But obviously the leader of the Demon Cult does not intend to give him this opportunity.

After all, I have to see the truth from behind.

"I am overestimating my ability, please give me advice from Master Chen."

Master Mingjue's voice gradually faded away.

The sound of Buddhist chants and bells and drums in the sky became louder and louder, almost deafening.

But such a noisy sound does not make people feel irritated, but becomes more peaceful and peaceful.

So peaceful that he is addicted to it and can't extricate himself.

My mind was empty, and I couldn't remember anything else.

Su Wei, who is at the Wuzong realm, feels a little dazed even with Zhang Tianheng's help.

Other people with lower cultivation levels than him are even more affected.

In front of everyone, with the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot as the center, the surrounding several kilometers were shrouded in a piece of glass Buddha's light.

In the Buddha's light, lotus flowers bloomed and Bodhi branches were vaguely seen.

There are hundreds of pagodas standing up, standing in mid-air.

There are relic pearls on the pagoda, emitting colorful light.

Golden lamps hang over the pagoda, and the lights are bright and shining through the ten directions of the world.

People hear the sound of Sanskrit in their ears, and they seem to smell the waves of sandalwood in their mouths and noses, which makes people feel more at tranquility.

At the end, above the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot, a Buddha appeared to preach and preach.

The Buddha was not a phantom, but as if it was real.

The Buddha's body became bigger and bigger, as if infinite, filling the world.

The imperial chariot seemed to be getting smaller and smaller in front of it, as small as mustard dust.

The six dragons roared uneasy at first, but the roar soon became deeper and their eyes were blank.

Zhang Tianheng and Su Wei looked at each other.

No wonder Maha dared to come out again.

It turns out that I really figured out a way to re-explore the strength of the thirteenth realm and the true form realm.

Although it is not what everyone usually calls the power of Emperor Wu, it comes from spiritual suppression.

But there is no doubt that the power level is comparable to King Wu.

The Fanyin Zen singing of Qingliang Temple is a unique place in China, and it is almost the first technique of killing sounds.

Now, Master Mingjue has been practicing for many years and is focused on studying. His attainments in singing Sanskrit and Zen have achieved the magic of turning false into realism, and he has transformed into the Pure Land Buddha realm with Sanskrit.

Although the Fenhai Liuyin in the Thirty-Six Secrets of the Demon Sect is also a famous domineering sound killing technique, it is inevitable that the other party's Fanyin Zen sings are sang.

A master of the Demon Sect in the same realm cannot fight against such a Pure Land of Sanskrit with the Six Sounds of Burning Sea...

Just as the two of them thought of this, they heard Chen Luoyang's voice coming from the hall behind them.

"Sick Maha?" His tone was calm.

"You are not sick, you are stupid."

As the voice sounded, there was a "boom" sound.

The sound is extremely harsh, instantly destroying the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere of the Pure Land.

Immediately afterwards, another "bang" sound.

It's like a metal-iron attack.

The endless killing aura came, making people frightened and excited, and their blood rushing.

In the main hall.

Chen Luoyang sat high on his seat, calm and composed.

With your right finger, tap the seat armrests one by one.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

The usually inconspicuous knocking sounds are now like invisible magic weapons, which are launched from the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot, piercing the Pure Land of Fanyin.

At present, you can use the power of the thirteenth level to break the Sanskrit with your strength. The three moves may not be enough.

But what the leader didn't know before, now I can...

Chen Luoyang had half-drooping his eyelids.
Chapter completed!