Those disciples of Shaolin Temple talked a lot and were happy, after nine hundred years, they were finally able to see this senior, and there was a feeling of admiring the power.

The ancient madman opened his mouth unceremoniously at this time, and sneered: "Don't forget, they are playing the Saucer Immortal game now, and after the game is over, this high monk of yours will become a ghost and kill those six people." ”

"We interrupted the game of Disc Fairy in advance, isn't that okay. A Shaolin elder said.

"The Saucer Immortal game can't be interrupted, if it's really interrupted, the ghosts that appear will be more ferocious, and the strength will increase at least tenfold, you think about how terrifying Shi Ci was before his death, if the strength increases tenfold, you just wait for this place to be slaughtered." The ancient madman said.

"After all, Patriarch Shi Ci has been incarnated for so many years, even if he is transformed into a ghost, his strength is not very strong. Yuankong said.

Now Yuankong has no face, and the generation of hosts of Shaolin Temple has become a ghost, which is simply a shame for thousands of years.

Yuankong now regrets that he presided over the Dharma discussion conference in Shaolin Temple this year, and there were so many situations that brought a lot of bad influence to their Shaolin Temple.

Needless to say, Zhou An blew up the Yanwutang to the ground before, and within a hundred years, the rain and grass did not grow, and people and animals were not left, and now he is playing a game of disc immortals, and the most virtuous host of his Shaolin Temple has become a ghost.

If it spreads, the reputation of his Shaolin Temple will be ruined at this moment.

He must redeem the reputation of Shaolin Temple, even if it can't be saved in the Saucer Immortal game, he wants to redeem it in the next game and give Shaolin Temple a stronger reputation.

"How did you die. Chubby asked.

The monks of Shaolin Temple glared angrily at the fat boy and asked the cause of the death of the great monk, which was simply a big rebellion.

But Fat Fat didn't care, he asked about a ghost, and he didn't ask these Shaolin Temple monks, anyway, there are ancient madmen, and these monks of Shaolin Temple can't do anything to him.

After the chubby voice fell, the saucer moved with their middle fingers, to the word 'I', then to the word 'is', then to the word 'been', and finally to the word 'killed'.

I was killed.

As soon as this sentence came out, the whole world was shocked!!

Their generation of hosts was actually killed by someone, what is going on, didn't Shi Ci sit and die, how was he killed by someone, and some of them explained that Ci's deeds are even more incredible.

Those who had not heard of Shi Ci's deeds were very surprised, while the people of Wudang showed an excited look on their faces, there is something here, I didn't expect that it could be involved in an unsolved case nine hundred years ago.

Immediately, Fat Fat spoke again in front of the three Shaolin and said, "Who killed you?" ”

Anyway, they Wudang are not afraid of big things, find out the real culprit and let Shaolin fight with them, let them Wudang watch a good show.

It's really a martial arts dispute, it will be divided for a long time, it will be together for a long time, there will be no friends forever, only a good show forever.

The saucer spun around on the paper, as if Shi Ci was very angry, hating the person who killed him, hating the silence of death, hating his own strength, in short, hating and hating.

The six people who stretched their middle fingers on the plate felt his hatred one after another, and they subconsciously wanted to pull out their middle fingers, but the middle fingers seemed to be stuck to the plate, and they couldn't pull them out, so they could only sway their fingers with the plate.

When the disciples of Shaolin Temple and Wudang were shocked and wanted to step forward to stop it, the saucer no longer turned, but moved to the word 'hundred', then moved to the word 'head', and finally moved to the word 'sect leader Yin Li killed'.

The leader of the Hundred Heads of Religion was killed. 118

Now the leader of the Hundred Heads Sect is not called Yin Li, it should be killed by Yin Li, the leader of the Hundred Heads Sect nine hundred years ago.

Yuankong thought at the same time as some elders and Gu Mad.

Like the name of the leader of the Hundred Heads Sect, only some people in the high-level people like Shaolin Temple and Wudang know.

Shaolin Temple wants to take revenge and has no place to take revenge, nine hundred years have passed, Yin Li should have died long ago by now.

However, it still aroused the hatred of many Shaolin people for the Hundred Heads Sect and wanted to seek revenge on the Hundred Heads Sect.

In the end, it was stopped by the elders of the Shaolin Temple, the Hundred Heads Sect is a cult of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and the dragon sees the head and the end, and it is difficult for them to find it, otherwise it would have been completely destroyed by the Great Yuan Dynasty.

The fat boy looked at this scene happily, and spoke to the Saucer Immortal again: "Saucer Immortal, Saucer Immortal, do you want revenge." ”

Hearing this, the empty eyelids glared at the fat man, and suddenly the fat man was cold, and his body shrank back, and the fat fat man was scared and didn't dare to say anything.

Chubby knows that Yuankong is a gentle character, and now he is going to shoot at him, it may have touched Yuankong's bottom line, and if he says anything about 2546, he may be K.

The saucer moved, moved to the word 'want', and then the saucer stopped for a moment, then turned again, and stopped one by one on the word 'avenge me'.

Now not only is it empty, but even the ancient madmen have heard that something is wrong, like the host of the Shakti generation, who is a man of great virtue and has a high moral character, how can he say such a thing as avenging me.

Suddenly they understood that after Shakti became a ghost, he changed his mind.

"Can you show us your name? Zhou An said.

The saucer spun around, and this time it didn't say anything, didn't say yes, didn't say no.

It's just that the dishes were spinning randomly on the table, and it didn't take long for Zhou An to feel bad, because red blood oozed from the paper on the table.

The blood was shed by six of them.

But Zhou An didn't feel pain, nor did he feel the abnormal flow of blood.

Before I knew it, blood was bleeding from my middle finger.

Zhou An used all his strength to break free, but he couldn't break free, and the other five people also used various abilities to struggle, and they couldn't break free, and even the abilities they used could beat the saucer into powder, but the saucer was not damaged at all.

At this moment, in the sky above the saucer, a very old monk appeared from the void reality.

This monk is all black, and the monk's robe, robe, and monk shoes are all black, and his whole body exudes a black mist, as if a black Buddha is standing in the sky.

The moment the monk appeared, the saucer suddenly exploded, and Zhou An, Chubby'er, Shi Kilogram, Huiping, Evil Ghost Senior Brother, and Yuanchen flew out in unison. It flew more than ten meters before falling to the ground.

"Now that the Buddha has become a ghost Buddha, let's do it together. Looking at Shi Ci's appearance, Yuankong sighed and said.

"I don't think so, let these six little guys do it, after all, they are still playing the game, and they summoned the ghost Buddha. The ancient madman said.