Chapter 488: Lamas Help Others

"Deserters?"

Hearing this Buddha name, everyone's faces changed, from the previous solemn and serious, to a strange expression, with a strange look at the simple appearance, but with a smile and a smile on the arms of the thin lama.

However, no one dared to speak out and question, unlike Jiang Hao's slightly indifferent, Jiang Hao had heard the name of the abandoned lama before, so he also had a certain acceptance of the Buddha name of the deserter lama, but the others were silent, but because they saw Xuanjiao's face became more ugly from iron blue, and finally it was as if his strength had been drained, and he directly became pale, and even his body seemed to have lost his strength, and he took a few big steps back one after another.

"You mean, your Buddha name is...... Deserter?"

In an unbelievable voice, Xuanji asked tremblingly, "In that case, the abandoned pawn has also come to this secret realm, right?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the guys from those three places didn't come, but they revealed the news to you...... The news is very bright!"

The deserter lama nodded, noncommittal.

"In that case, as a monk of the Demon Transformation Temple, why did you come to the aid of those who claim to be righteous people?"

Seeing the deserter lama like this, Xuanjiao's face turned a little paler, but he still looked a little unwilling, and asked the deserter lama.

"Why help...... Aren't you talking nonsense, my senior brother asked me to have a good relationship with Jiang Hao's donor no matter what, and when necessary, I can push the boat down the river and help Jiang Hao's donor achieve his goal, why do you want to help Jiang Hao's donor, Buddha?"

The deserter lama rolled his eyes, and glanced at Xuanjiao with a stupid expression, causing Xuanjiao to grit his teeth.

"What the hell is going on? I have only one relationship with the abandoned lama, why would the abandoned lama let his junior brother come thousands of miles to help me...... Besides, listening to the tone of the Xuanjiao, it seems that this abandoned soldier has a very noble status. Why the hell is that......"

Jiang Hao's eyes flashed, and he didn't know the purpose of the two lamas who abandoned the deserters and came to this secret realm, but he also knew that the two people from the Demon Temple must not be good at it, regardless of their own strength, they were already supernatural, and even the mysterious power contained in their bodies, that is, the existence of the so-called hole cards, also made Jiang Hao secretly frightened.

"Elder Yan, the current situation ...... You see......"

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Hao's brows were tightly locked, he still couldn't make up his mind, and after a little hesitation, he still quietly called out to Yan Lao, who had been silent in the Sword Emperor Divine Stone.

"Don't worry, since ancient times, the Demon Transformation Temple has been both good and evil, and the position is very vague, since he said that he wants to help you, let's see what they want to do first, it's really not good, try your best to rush into the ruins of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. ”

Yan Lao's tired voice reached Jiang Hao's heart, making Jiang Hao's heart even heavier, and he also knew that Yan Lao was really heartbroken for him, and when the machine spirit was not there, Yan Lao helped him too much, so that his soul power was a little weak.

Just as Jiang Hao was thinking, the deserter lama suddenly turned his head and glanced at Jiang Hao deeply, which made Jiang Hao frown, and felt a strange fluctuation instantly sweep over his body, just like the beginning...... The Abandoned Lama inadvertently looked at him with the same feeling.

"Huh...... It's weird, I thought you were just a passenger boat in the long river of time, but now it seems that you're ...... That's not all......"

The deserter lama's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something, but in the end, he shook his head with a smile and said softly: "No wonder Senior Brother respects you so much, I'm afraid that if you were born in our Northwest Realm, you have already been transformed into a god son in the Demon Transformation Temple." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Hao frowned, just about to ask something.

"Lama, let me ask you one last time, do you really want to help that Heavenly Sword Pavilion remnant and go against me, who is also a demon cultivator?"

However, for some reason, Xuanjiao's face turned from pale to iron blue again, his eyes were burning with anger, and the battle intent that had been eliminated before rose again at this time, glaring angrily at the deserter monk, the black knife was held in his hand at some point, and the Yuan Force of the four attributes had been mixed together, turning into a black mist, tightly surrounding him.

"Yo, you still want to do it like this......"

The deserter lama raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Xuanjiao, his face was a little weird, and said as if mocking: "Even if a certain young hall master is in person, he doesn't dare to talk to me like this, it seems that your little demon cultivator is really undertrained......"

"Originally, the Demon Transformation Temple didn't play a role in your so-called battle between good and evil in the first few times, but now this kind of effort still has to be done......"

The deserter Lama smiled evilly, and out of nowhere, he took out a long steel knife that flashed with cold light, waved it in his hand, bowed his body, and took a gentle step forward.

"Then let your Buddha educate and educate you, what is the respect for the strong!"

With a loud shout, the deserter lama jumped high and slashed down, making the prison as if it were facing a great enemy, and with a loud shout, the black mist that swirled around his body dispersed, enveloping his four fields, and in the black mist, a terrifying and terrifying beast roar sounded!

"Sonic attack, Buddha, I will too!" Seeing this, the deserter lama laughed even more happily, and the sword that had been slashed earlier turned into thousands of sword shadows in the air.

"Cut through the mess with a quick knife!"

"Hmph, I don't have a single move, and I dare to come and be my enemy, it seems that the Demon Temple has really taught some skilled demon monks!"

Xuanjiao glanced at the deserter lama with some contempt, and just wanted to shout loudly and burn all those knives with black flames, but at the moment when he swung the knife, his body was stiff, and the body that had just jumped up also fell heavily to the ground, allowing the knives in the air to fall, but there was no room for resistance!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Thousands of sword lights fell, slashing the terrifying beasts roaring in the black mist into nothingness along with the black mist, and then all of them fell on the ground next to Xuanhe, cutting the ground out of uneven pits, only the ground under Xuanhell was intact!

"What kind of power is this......"

Xuanji struggled to raise his head, his face was as pale as earth, but his body couldn't move a bit.

Just above his head, what was shocking was that a blood-colored cloud swirled in the air, sprinkling a terrifying aura and resentment, completely blocking the action of the Xuanhell and making him unable to move!