"Wow......"

"Damn! so many lamas......

"It can't be this Gu Ren's reinforcements, right?"

"Some of the new alliances have played ......"

"But it's hard to say, weren't all the seven or eight lamas before hanging up after they went in?"

The people in the rivers and lakes were in an uproar.

At the same time, the commotion retreated sensibly into the distance, giving way to the vast open space at the exit of the valley. Later, it may be the place where the new alliance and these lamas will fight, and if they stay here, it will inevitably be a disaster for the pond fish.

……

"These bald people who don't know whether to live or die. ”

At the mouth of the valley, twenty or thirty Innate Dao Realm masters stared coldly.

"It's just right to come, kill them all!"

Bai Yaotian and many other members of the new alliance had a bloodthirsty glint in their eyes.

The gray-robed old man didn't say a word, and looked at the old monk walking in the middle with solemn eyes.

The old monk, holding a bent jujube tree, staggered with his back bent, as if he might fall with every step.

The two little monks followed nervously on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, making a posture of support at any time.

What is also a bit nondescript is that behind the old monk, there is also a woman wearing sneakers, jeans, and jeans, and this woman is Zhuoma.

Zhuoma's anxious eyes looked in the direction of the valley mouth, trying to find Gu Ren's figure, and finally found it, his eyes fell on the golden silk screen on the side of the gray-robed old man.

……

Soon, the three old monks led nearly a thousand monks to a place a hundred meters away from the mouth of the valley and stopped.

The old monk who walked in front steadied himself, slowly raised his head, and looked at the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man and the others at the mouth of the valley also looked at them.

"Dare to ask a few old donors, but you slaughtered the thirty monks of Duokole Temple?"

An old monk on the far left spoke.

"So what, no, you bald people still want revenge?"

Bai Yaotian stepped forward a few steps and spoke first. Said coldly.

"Stand back ......"

The gray-robed old man raised his arm, and Bai Yaotian immediately closed his mouth and retreated behind him.

"It was the old man who killed him. ”

The gray-robed old man looked at the old monk and said.

"What about the eighty monks of Dongguo Temple?"

The old monk then asked.

"It was also killed by the old man. Not only Dongguo Temple, but also the 300 monks of Duomuge and Hoheer were also killed by the old man's faction. ”

The gray-robed old man Gu Jing Wubo, killing so many people, is like saying the most ordinary thing.

"What about the names of the five hundred villages in Tsoluo Mountain and the Hassan clan in Yusan Valley?"

The old monk's voice trembled obviously, which showed how angry he was in his heart.

"It was killed by the old man himself. ”

A sneer appeared on the corner of the gray-robed old man's mouth.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The three old monks mourned in silence. Behind him, all the monks also chanted a Buddha call in silence.

The people gathered not far away were in an uproar.

In the past two days, there have been bloody purge incidents in major places in southern Tibet, and they have heard of it a little, but they did not expect that this is all the poisonous hands of the people of the new alliance, and this new alliance is too cold and bloody to kill innocents, right? Just the few places just mentioned add up to more than 2,000 people......

To be slaughtered so easily by them must be ordinary monks and ordinary villagers who have no ability to resist......

How could the top ten forces be so vicious to ordinary mortals?

"Grandpa, what are you ink with them, you just got together so much. Kill them all together!"

Bai Yaotian proposed to the gray-robed old man in the back, and the killing intent was not disguised.

"Senior, there are a lot of people in the vicinity, let's act as soon as possible, otherwise let them spread the matter, which is not conducive to our later plans. ”

An old man beside the gray-robed old man said.

"Don't worry, I have one more thing to verify. ”

The gray-robed old man looked calm and said lightly.

"Donor. You kill innocents so indiscriminately, are you not afraid of cause and effect?"

The old monk raised his voice. There was endless anger in the tone!

"The old man never believes in the stuff of the dark! Well, the old man doesn't want to talk nonsense with you...... Tell me what you three old monks are doing with so many disciples here, and what are you going to do to kill us to take revenge? Or are you going to influence us to abandon evil and follow good, put down the butcher's knife, and become Buddhas on the spot?"

The gray-robed old man smiled a little at the corner of his mouth.

"Donor, my Buddha is merciful, it's time for you to leave this holy place in the Ramolave Valley. ”

The old monk frowned and said coldly, the meaning was very clear. Just to get them out of here, no more thoughts.

"Obviously, this is not possible, we have more important things to do......"

The gray-robed old man said.

"Then don't blame the poor monks for being rude. ”

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, the old monk on the other side exuded a killing intent.

"Yes. I can't ask for it!"

The gray-robed old man raised his eyebrows.

Those twenty or thirty Innate Dao Realm martial arts monks aimed at nearly a thousand lamas behind the three old monks, and they could kill at any time.

"Wait a minute......"

At this time, the old monk standing in the middle spoke abruptly.

His gaze fell on Gu Ren in the golden light net on the ground

"Dolma, is that him?"

The old monk glanced at Dolma, who nodded.

If you don't have the guts, turn around and take these lamas away, at least you can save your life. ”

The gray-robed old man said.

"Rinpoche, these people are demons and have defiled the holy land. We can't let him go!"

"The Poor Monk Knows ......"

The old monk's face was solemn.

"Donor, God has the virtue of a good life, can you hand over the injured people around you to the poor monk first, and then hand them over to you after some healing to save your life?"

The old monk said calmly.

"You want him? This man has killed so many masters in my new alliance, do you think the old man will let him live?"

The gray-robed old man looked down at Gu Ren inside the golden wire mesh and said coldly.

"Since the poor monk wants to save him, he must be allowed to live. ”

The old monk's palm slowly swung, and a mysterious force appeared, and a layer of golden ripples rippled on Gu Ren's body on the ground, and it was gently suspended, as if it had suddenly lost gravity.

"Huh?"

"Where to go!"

Several people were startled and were about to catch Gu Ren, but a layer of golden ripples rippled and bounced them away.

"You can't take it with you. ”

The gray-robed old man stretched out his hand, and five air currents floated out, turning into five light ropes and entangled Gu Ren.

"Since the poor monk has been saved, he has to take it away!"

A layer of ripples rippled on the palm of the old monk's hand again, and the jujube stick in his hand released a layer of golden brilliance, and at the same time, a ray of light flew out, like a rope, tightly wrapped around Gu Ren's waist, and the five ropes formed by the five air currents of the gray-robed old man were disconnected in unison......

The gray-robed old man almost fell, and took a few steps back before he stabilized his figure.

"Back!"

The jujube wood cane in the old monk's hand fell heavily to the ground, and there was a buzz on the ground, and there were ripples again.

Gu Ren's whole body quickly floated away. (To be continued.) )

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