At this moment, the Holy Lord of the Jade Void Palace has words of suffering.

If it weren't for the serious injuries that hadn't healed, he wouldn't have lost such a big face in front of everyone.

The dignified master of the secret realm was forced to retreat by a punch.

During the fight, due to the attack of old injuries, the blood gas floated up, and a wisp of blood oozed from the corner of the mouth.

This embarrassing appearance is really annoying.

Call......

The Holy Lord of the Jade Void Palace took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the qi and blood surging in his throat.

"The demon outside the sky is really fierce!"

He raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said slowly.

Although he is now, his strength is only equivalent to about 10% of his heyday.

But even so, the strength shown by the other party is enough to shock.

"Now that this world has become the world of our god race, you indigenous warriors are the few remaining resistance forces, hehe, it's a pity that the rivers are declining, and there will be no more ancient forces. ”

"In the original decisive battle, although you indigenous warriors were slightly inferior, they were also inseparable from our Protoss, and both sides were defeated, so you had time to survive. ”

"Look at it again today, hehe, it's really disappointing, the indigenous warriors of Huaxia are no longer in the prosperous world of the past, if you only have such a little strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for the moment when the road to the return of our Protoss opens, and you will be uprooted. ”

Michael, the blonde man, said with his hands behind his back.

The words are clear, and each word seems to have a kind of thought-provoking magic.

"If you know the times, as long as you sincerely serve my gods as the lord and offer your pious faith, you can get the blessing of our gods and avoid the disaster of slaughter. ”

"The glory of God, faster and sharper than the sword, is the light of hope that saves lives, and the lost lambs who have no faith, whose sins can be washed away by blood alone. ”

These words are like the chanting of a pastor in a church.

The tone is melodious, and the voice is in the ears.

In the voice, there seems to be a wisp of invisible power, enough to deceive people's hearts.

Those disciples of the secret realm who had cultivated a little weaker, a look of confusion suddenly appeared in their eyes.

Their brows furrowed, as if they were thinking about something.

The more I pondered, the more I felt that what the blonde man said was reasonable.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a knocking sound in my ears.

I saw that the presiding abbot of the Naroda Temple, holding the wooden fish in one hand, twisted the mallet with the other hand, and beat it gently.

Boom...... Boom......

The sound of the wooden fish tapping made everyone's minds suddenly clear.

All the previous confusions and entanglements have all disappeared.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, there is nothing in the world, and the mediocre people disturb themselves. ”

The presiding abbot smiled slightly and said a faint break.

When it comes to demagoguery and the means of attracting believers, Buddhism is not inferior in the face of any force.

"Old monk, speaking of which, the founder of your Buddha lineage was also a member of the divine race, but unfortunately in the end, he chose the wrong path, and actually abandoned the light and turned to the dark, and was in the company of these indigenous warriors. ”

"Don't forget, in the last decisive battle, the Buddha in your mouth, Shi died, in the hands of the Chinese warriors, the old monk does not repent at this time, when will he stay?"

After Michael succeeded in the first blow, instead of taking advantage of the victory, he began to sit down with the crowd and talk about it.

It's just that the hidden attack between words is more dangerous than a direct fight.

In just a few words, you can break the opponent's martial arts heart.

If the Dao heart is broken, the heart that has been painstakingly built up before will be rock-solid and untransferable.

For a warrior, this is almost as terrifying as going mad.

At this moment, the abbot of Landa Temple removed the wooden fish in his hand and put his palms together.

His eyelids lowered slightly, and he said slowly: "The sea is tolerant of all rivers, I am a Chinese Zen sect, follow the customs, and the eight parts of Tianzhu Tantra have long been clearly distinguished, every Buddha kills Buddha, every ancestor kills ancestors, breaks the shackles in the heart 4, breaks the belief in the gods, and then gets liberated, not bound by things, and free from it." ”

Hearing this, Michael's eyes narrowed slowly.

In the gap between the eyes, a cold glow swept by.

Since he couldn't break the other party's Dao heart with words, he simply didn't say more.

As the saying goes: If you can't conquer spiritually, you can only destroy the enemy's body.

"Since the old monk is obsessed, don't blame our Protoss for being ruthless in the future, just rely on you people, whose strength is not as good as your ancestors, what can you do to confront our Protoss. ”

"The road to return is about to begin, and my Protoss master will descend from outside the territory, and at that time, look at what you use to resist, ridiculous, really ridiculous...... Ha ha...... Haha......"

Michael laughed loudly, and looked at the people in front of him as if they were nothing.

Seeing this, the lords of the eight secret realms looked at each other.

In each other's eyes, there was a boiling rage.

"Presumptuous, in Huaxia Immortal Mountain, how can you let these demons outside the world talk nonsense, I think you don't want to get out of here. ”

The Holy Lord of Penglai Island shouted in a deep voice, murderous.

"If you want to keep us, I'm afraid you can't do it with you people. ”

Gabriel is peaceful, like a calm sea, encompassing all things, and vast.

"This time we came to Kunlun Mountain, originally to visit the Martial Arts Alliance and compete with the martial artists of your nine secret realms, but only eight of you can barely be called opponents......

Raphael, with long chestnut hair, said slowly.

The voice was like his erratic temperament, like a gust of wind passing in his ears.

"It's a pity that among the eight of you, the four strongest ones were seriously injured, hehe, even if the four of us want to fight, we can't find an opponent, Huaxia Martial Arts has fallen to this, it's really sad and lamentable. ”

As he spoke, Raphael's gaze swept over the faces of the masters of the four major sects one by one.

Now the Holy Lord of the Jade Void Palace, the Holy Lord of Penglai Island, the Patriarch of the Jiang Family, and the Patriarch of the Win Clan are all seriously injured and have not recovered, and the Patriarch of the Ji Family is absent from this martial arts alliance.

Therefore, among the people present, only the masters of the four major sects were qualified to fight each other.

"What are you talking so much nonsense with these weak guys, a group of guys who have survived so far, they are not qualified to be the opponents of our God's Remnant......"

Uriel was the most grumpy, with red hair.

The voice is loud and passionate, giving people a sense of tyranny and ferocity.

The gazes of these four people were extremely cold, without the slightest emotion.

In his speech and demeanor, there is an innate sense of superiority.

It seems that he is born superior.

The arrogant attitude and disdainful tone completely angered the people of the Nine Secret Realms.

"Phew, what god's remnants, what gods, it's just a group of demons outside the sky, vainly trying to invade our homeland, and the demons are outside, and everyone will be punished. ”

The old sect master of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave lightly tapped his crutches, and the wide black robe was windless.

Wisps of war intent filled the void.

(End of chapter)