Chapter 52: The Unlucky Elder Waiting
A heaven-shattering beast roared through the sky, and I saw a big man carrying a Xuanji Tyrant Knife, stepping on the back of the Fire Qilin Beast and rushing forward, and one person and one beast rushed towards the small coffin in the center at the same time.
"Boom—"
A burst of fire burst out, and the Demon Emperor coffin was actually repelled by this big man by seven or eight meters with a blow, and the strong aftermath forced all of Elder Qingyun and the Divine Wind Soul Sect back dozens of steps, and the big man also retreated backwards, unscathed, everyone was surprised, it was able to shake the Demon Ancestor Treasure unscathed, and the cultivation did not know how high.
At the same time, dozens of divine rainbows rushed from the air, several purple flames on the other side flew in, and a bird of prey pulled several ancient chariots to crush the sky and rushed straight towards it, crashing into the demon emperor's coffin, and a battle broke out again————
Elder Hou floated to the two of them like a ghost and prepared to sneak attack, two huge golden palms condensed by brilliance slashed towards the two people, and the two people were directly shocked out with an 'ah' sound and fell from the air.
Wang Xiao looked at the past from afar, feeling sad for those two people, and at the same time doing this kind of insidious thing to Elder Hou, so that he had to admire this kind of person, only to see Elder Hou wave his sleeves, the short knife spirit weapon flew into his hand, and Elder Hou with a gloomy face, at this time, a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Elder Hou bit his finger, and a red light crossed the spiritual weapon, and immediately dripping blood with the spiritual weapon to recognize the master.
Just as Elder Hou was beaming with pride, suddenly a Buddha light flew towards him quickly from a distance, as fast as lightning behind Elder Hou's back, and immediately slashed the back of Elder Hou's head with a suffocating palm, and the spirit weapon left his hand, directly splitting him from the air.
"I hate, I hate, I hate ——"
In the air, he only heard Elder Hou's angry and unwilling voice echoing, Wang Xiao thought that it was really a wicked person who had his own evildoer, and at the same time thought that he had eaten his own palm when he seized the golden book, and now he had eaten someone else's palm, and he was a little sympathetic to this unlucky Elder Hou, although he had good luck, he couldn't support it for three seconds, and he didn't know what kind of sin Elder Hou had suffered in his previous life, so he had fallen into these eight lifetimes.
The Buddha light directly plundered the spirit weapon short knife and flew in the direction of Wang Xiao, Wang Xiao saw this, hurriedly dodged to the other end of the boulder, the Buddha light landed next to the boulder, with his back to Wang Xiao, wearing a yellow Buddha robe, and a robe on his body, a middle-aged monk was very visible, his head was bare, there was no hair, his face was round and red like a baby, with a smile like a Buddha, a little charming.
The monk immediately pulled out the blue-green short knife spirit weapon, and a crisp metal tremble sounded, pleasant to the ear, and the sword body was green and sharp, and the monk said happily:
"Hahaha! Luck, luck, the Buddha happened to pass by here, and the Lord actually gave the little monk such a good treasure. ”
The monk bowed to heaven and continued, "Amitabha, thank you for the Lord's gift—"
After hearing this, Wang Xiao suddenly had an urge to beat him, and he wanted to rush up and punch this monk in the face, obviously it was he who attacked Elder Hou and knocked him into the air, so he seized this spiritual weapon, and he actually thanked the Lord for his gift here.
The monk admired the spiritual weapon for a long time, turned around and walked over to Wang Xiao, weighed it in his hand, walked halfway, nodded proudly, and said with a smile on his face:
"It's a good thing~"
When Wang Xiao saw the monk's face, something suddenly flashed in his mind, and he said secretly:
"I seem to have seen this monk there, and he looks a little familiar. ”
Wang Xiao pondered for a while, and was surprised. He muttered to himself: "I remembered! It's the first god operator of Yuezhou City, Hua Banxian, why is he here too?"
Then Wang Xiao began to toss and turn again, his heart was full of questions, and he said to himself:
"Isn't this a god operator in Yuezhou City? When did he change his career to become a monk? Even if he became a monk, he was still so unspecific, one Amitabha Buddha in one mouth, and one Lord in one mouth, did he believe in Jesus or Buddha?"
Wang Xiao thought about it, and felt that Hua Banxian might be a god stick, and really wanted to give him a stuffy stick from behind, snatch his spiritual weapon, and teach him how to be a man, but he still couldn't help but didn't alarm him.
At dawn, the night wind is dark and high, and the starlight is sparse.
The entire ancient building on the lake began to tremble, slowly sinking into the mercury lake, and the hundreds of people who entered the tomb of the Sword Emperor have now been killed or injured, and the rest have all flown out of it, competing for the spirit weapon and the demon emperor treasure in the air, seeing that the fluctuations in the ancient buildings are getting worse and worse, the monk put away the sword spirit weapon, looked in the direction of the temple, had a lot of thoughts, and sighed:
"If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the Buddha will go—"
The monk turned into a Buddha light and flew quickly towards the temple, seeing the monk leaving, Wang Xiao walked out from behind the boulder, the monk's actions made him unable to figure it out, and said:
"Everyone has escaped from inside, but this monk is acting in the opposite direction, it really makes me feel strange, is there any treasure in it?"
Wang Xiaosi thought about it and said: Is this monk sick, it doesn't look like it, today the master gambled on this one, and he fought hard!"
After Wang Xiao finished speaking, he also turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the temple, followed the monk into the temple again, at this time, the door of the temple was turbulent, shaking, the shock was very strong, the violent shaking made Wang Xiao a little unable to stand firmly, the chaotic stones continued to roll down from the top of the temple, Wang Xiao hurried luck, and the pace became steady and walked in-
Not long after stepping in, another divine rainbow flew in from outside, Wang Xiao was startled, thinking that it was a strong man looking for his own trouble, he hurriedly flashed to the side, took a closer look, and found that it was Broken Yue'er, Duan Yue'er landed beside Wang Xiao and patted him on the shoulder, turned his black eyes, bright teeth, and smiled at Wang Xiao and said:
"Stinky shameless, we'll meet again, this time look where you run!"
Seeing Duan Yue'er's bright smile, Wang Xiao was a little surprised, and when he became vigilant, Wang Xiao asked:
"Yue'er little devil, why did you come in, don't you help your master fight for the treasure of the Demon Emperor—"
Broken Yue'er stroked a few strands of hair, thinking of Wang Xiao's strange life spring, and had the idea of wooing Wang Xiao, and said:
"Where you are, there is Princess Ben. ”
Wang Xiao looked around, looking for the shadow of the monk, only to see a slight crack on the wall, and the temple began to sway again, Wang Xiao was confused by Broken Yue'er's sentence, a little surprised, he couldn't guess Broken Yue'er's thoughts, shook his head and said:
"The charm of the master is so great, it actually made the princess of Wei Guo become my follower~"
Broken Yue'er bent her willow eyebrows, and said: "Stinky and shameless, you are less stinky and beautiful, Shizun has already helped me unlock the Yuan Spiritual Power, this princess specially went in and prepared to teach you a lesson, beat you into a big pig's head, and eliminate the hatred in the heart of this princess——"
Wang Xiao couldn't think of which play Duan Yue'er sang, so she pondered and said to herself: "She won't be so boring, she really came to fight with me?"
But thinking that Duan Yue'er didn't seem to be so hostile to himself, and was kind to himself, he felt a little unaccustomed, and he couldn't guess Duan Yue's mind for a while, and he didn't know what her intentions were, and he thought of being alone, and he couldn't talk about his intentions, and he didn't know what medicine she was selling in her gourd, Wang Xiao touched his chin, stared at Duan Yue'er up and down, and saw Ah Nuo's colorful figure and beautiful face, and said with a wicked smile:
"Teach me a lesson, I see that your hair hasn't grown yet, so you're jumping around, you're still going home and practicing for two years, and I don't have time to take care of you now, if you come to serve the master, I can still accept it-"
Broken Yue'er's face changed suddenly, she put away her sweet smile, her eyes showed a hint of coldness, and she said fiercely:
"Dead scoundrels! Dead scum! Serve your old sister! Why don't you die-"