Volume 3 The Truth of the River Chapter 93 The Little Buddha

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Qing Xuan and Ling Guang looked natural, not a little flustered and messy, this kind of scene couldn't suppress these two old birds at all.

Lingguang and the Heart Demon Illusion Demon have clashed more than once, so the other party's methods are also quite well understood, first separating the conditions of the absolute party's first move, and then waiting for it to change.

"The hidden breath seems to be fresh blood, why do you want to change the courtyard and abandon the darkness to the light?" Qingxuan's major practice is An Chengde's bloodline exercise, everything is decisive, and the frequent movement of the surrounding breath is difficult to escape from natural perception.

"After so many years, it is only natural for the Ten Demons to expand their strength, otherwise just relying on the inheritance of those ten old ghosts, the rebellious party would have been eradicated by us a long time ago. Lingguang looked at the end of the strongest breath fluctuation, hidden in the clouds, thinking that others could not see it.

Qing Xuan stretched out his hand with a smile, since the other side wanted to be a turtle with a shrunken head, then he needed to replace this first move.

Dao power drove the majestic aura, and a big and gloomy hand grabbed through the spatial clouds, crushing the aura inside.

"Fake ......" Qing Xuan came up with a concept, such a simple solution, there is no sense of substance.

"The real body is hidden in the surrounding minions, and you want to fish in troubled waters, it seems that you think a little too much!" Ling Guang smiled coldly, this little trick can fool the layman, but in his eyes, "Open!"

The old man's feet were half-stepping on the black soil, and the surface of the ground stirred up circles of flame aura one after another, with him as the center, and the ripples spread throughout the mine.

A thousand seas of fire!

In the flames, the ghosts and ghosts have nothing to hide, they have appeared, some people open their teeth and dance their claws, and some stand still waiting for death, strange and strange, not uncommon.

The fire snake rose into the air, and all the hidden targets that were perceived were surrounded by the sea of fire, Lingguang Shenjun's face was calm, and the old hand flipped his hand, and the sea of fire contracted rapidly, and the flame snakes melted into thousands of fire dragons and soared into the sky.

"The little ones are all cleaned up, and the remaining two should also show up. Qing Xuan stood up at this moment, the Lingguang Lord output, and he was arrogant.

The two black shadows near appeared one after another, one was bald and wearing a robe, and the other was a young man in a strong suit, the same age as a junior like An Chengde, and the two appeared with demonic energy, so Qing Xuan naturally would not evaluate the two of them by their appearance.

"The newcomer is very arrogant, young enough!" Qing Xuanpi said sarcastically with a smile.

"This operation is a private act of the two of us, and Shi Fangzun doesn't know about it. The young man was dressed in red, his eyebrows were clear, and his appearance was very dignified like a good boy, and the bald companion next to him also nodded in acquiescence; they were secretly following the task, and there was no order to show up, but now they appeared in front of the two big guys naked, fruit, and fruit, it was their own decision.

"I can see it!" Qing Xuan didn't plan to make a move, he put away the weapon in his hand and said, "Your old guys have signed an agreement with us, and the older generation will not attack the newcomers when the two sides are not at war;

Qing Xuan naturally waved his hand and sent him off politely.

"Thank you two ......" The young man in red breathed a sigh of relief, since this is the case, then he will accept it when he sees it, but before he finished speaking, Ling Guang interrupted him.

"Wait!" Lingguang's cloudy eyes suddenly looked at the silent bald man, and opened his mouth to ask, "Outsiders?"

"It's not. The monk clasped his palms together and replied in a sneering manner, without the slightest expression on his face.

Qingxuan's palm is condensed, people outside the realm don't have to abide by such rules, such a comer, see one should kill one.

"The way of people in the Buddha realm really complements you now, dare to ask the Dharma number. "Lingguang is different from others, he is the oldest group of guardians, and he has a lot of connections with rebels, and he also knows a little about the world outside the world.

"If you haven't realized the Buddha's way, you can't call it, if your predecessors have a heart, you can call me 'Zhiyu'. The monk was polite, and the young man on the side trembled.

"Kill you, it seems that the Ten Directions Demon will not do anything to the old man!" Lingguang's attitude was very clear, and the monk couldn't leave today.

The young man can be said to be in a panic, stretched out his hand to grab the monk's robe, and ran, and at the same time, on the black flat ground around him, groups of spiritual energy were staggered:

"Soul Broken Kyushu!"

The young man shouted loudly in his heart, and the surrounding environment began to change, and the formed aura was combined into a formation disk-like imprisoning technique, and at the same time, the black and white aura beam descended from the sky, which was like a modern light party for a while.

"Smack!" Before the young man could take a step, his wrist was firmly clamped by a strong hand, and when he looked back, it was the vines that had grown wildly from the ground, trapping them and tying them together, like wrapping rice dumplings.

Ling Guang didn't make a move, and Qing Xuan was holding a ball of Qingguang Aura with one hand, and what floated on it was a miniature version of the cage.

"If the strength and scheming of the Ten Demons are the same as you, Lao Tzu and Ling Guang will be able to put down the rebellious and rebellious party!" Qing Xuan said without modesty.

"Don't talk big!" Lingguang said with a duty that he couldn't stand it.

"Alright, you and the Overseer Divine Monarch can sweep. Qing Xuan raised the grade slightly.

Lingguang coughed lightly angrily, and a flame on his fingertips gave birth to a bird, flying in front of the monk, chirping and jumping, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Qing Xuan didn't disturb Ling Guang, calmly observing the surroundings to prevent any fellow party from being caught, and the young man in red didn't dare to breathe, for fear of being wiped out by raising his hand; about half an hour later, Ling Guang waved his sleeves and dispersed the bird, and said under Qing Xuan's gaze: "Letting you go today doesn't prove your innocence, your strength is not bad, and your concentration is also wonderful;

"Huh......" The red-clothed young man couldn't help but feel relieved, Lingguang's words would not harm them.

Lingguang and the little monk looked at each other, and the little monk said calmly: "The poor monk knows a little about martial arts, and if he meets the other side in the future, he will definitely teach him." ”

"Don't get too complacent, you won't wait long. Qing Xuan heard the little monk's fearless words, and his temperament couldn't help but answer.

The shackles of "......" were lifted, the two juniors returned to freedom, and the little monk bowed deeply to the two, looking quite humble.

Qing Xuan was a little breathless when he saw such a little monk, and at this time, he was still making a name for himself in front of him, but fortunately, Lingguang was stable, and replied leisurely: "I hope you can finish this set of thank-you gifts alive next time." ”

"That's natural, where you salute first and then soldier, so you don't lose your elegance. The little monk replied calmly.

"Rotten ......," Qingxuan gritted his teeth.

Lingguang leaned the cane in his hand, and the knees of the little monk in a beam of light were not strong, but they skillfully removed the strength of the little monk, and with a plop, the monk knelt down in front of them; Qingxuan thought that Lingguang would kill the little monk, but he didn't expect it to be such an ending.

"You ......" The little monk's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was because of shame and embarrassment.

"In my cognition, a full set of thanksgiving gifts requires a five-body throw; you have a lot less, this time teach you to kneel, and the next time we meet, I will teach you a full set of five-body throws. Lingguang's face remained unchanged.

The monk couldn't get up easily, and the young man in red couldn't walk too fast with him, but a crack opened in the space, and the black beast claws grabbed them into it, and then disappeared.

"People in the Buddha realm, be careful. Lingguang said into the air.

"Is it difficult?" asked Qing Xuan thoughtfully.

"You can win the faith of a world just by talking about it, what do you say......" Lingguang made an analogy.

"Understood. Qing Xuan nodded.

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