Xu Yi saw that he couldn't hurt the monk in front of him, so he knew that he was not his opponent, but after thinking about it, he didn't know who the monk in front of him was, but now was not the time to dwell on this problem, so Xu Yi directly changed his face and laughed at Chen Fan to prove that he was just trying.

Chen Fan glanced at him differently, the space around him moved, Chen Fan walked out of it, and said lightly: "Amitabha, the poor monk is polite, but the donor is a good means, after beating the poor monk twice, he pretended to be fine, to tell the truth, the poor monk is a monk who is unwilling to suffer, so the poor monk also wants to beat you twice!" In the end, Chen Fan's voice cooled down, and he didn't see the figure move after falling, but the sound of snapping twice was very loud, and two big slap marks appeared on Xu Yi's face!

Xu Yi didn't have the slightest complaint on his face, and looked at Chen Fan with the same smile, but Chen Fan could see the anger in it through the green tendons on his hands, but he didn't show it, Xu Yi rubbed his face, and said with a smile: "I don't know what happened to the holy monk from afar?" If you can help the holy monks, you will not refuse. "Let the people sit down after two cups of good tea.

"Come for Your Majesty's great cause!" After Chen Fan finished speaking, he picked up the tea and drank it slowly, Xu Yi didn't ask, and he didn't say it, although his task was a bit conflicting when Hong Yi's ultimate goal was a little conflicting, but it was not to the point of life and death, and the failure of the mission was a failure, nothing, after all, there was no shortage of this world, after the beginning of the era, Buddhism still existed, as long as he preached the Tao, he could open up a Buddha world by himself.

Both of them closed their eyes and were silent, each with their own big calculations, Chen Fan wanted to succeed in preaching, and then get the current Rulaijing, by the way, to prevent Hong Yi from preaching to achieve the Yang God, but it was not good to take action in person, he could only find a little trouble for him, the era restarted Chen Fan couldn't stop it, but if it could be pushed back, it would be pushed back, to put it bluntly, the ultimate reason for the reopening of the era was that the karma of all beings was too heavy, and the driving force behind the scenes accelerated the speed of the destruction of the world.

The people of this world can't escape, unlike Chen Fan, one side of the world gives birth to one side of the people, and the cause and effect are concluded, how to escape the arrangement of fate, even if it is a saint, it is destined by heaven, and Hongjun Hedao is not the original intention, but there are some things that must be done, the avenue is like a program, it can only be turned according to this law, no one can escape, the world of the Divine Tomb is awesome, unwilling to destroy, and even slaughtered the Heavenly Dao, among which the most injured are those civilians.

Heaven is selfish, and wants to destroy the world, reopen the era, and go further, and those people in the world of the Divine Tomb just want to live, and there is nothing wrong, who is wrong? Raise the butcher's knife to cut the sky, the final result is still a person sitting alone for eternity, hundreds of millions of living beings are all destroyed, although the last resurrection, but whether it is the original person, no one knows, can only say that the last nascent Heavenly Dao compromised, no longer advanced, gave up in the further opportunity.

"Poor Monk ......"

"Holy Monk ......" The two of them spoke at the same time, and then I smiled at each other, and Chen Fan spoke: "The poor monk heard that His Majesty wants to pass through the void turbulence and attack the world, is it true?" ”

After listening to it, he was a little embarrassed, after all, Chen Fan was a person from the world, because in the outer world, he knew all the famous masters, and Chen Fan didn't know, there was only one reason, that is, he was from the world, but he still opened his mouth and said, "That's true, the people of the world are drunk and dreaming of death, they don't know how to forge ahead, and they have given up their enterprising heart, and I can lead people to rise again!" After saying that, I was full of confidence.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Chen Fan clapped his hands a few times, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is so idealistic, I don't know if Your Majesty has a way to cross the void turbulence?" ”

"Uh......" Xuyi was speechless for a moment, now he can't bring people across at all, and Chen Fan doesn't play with him anymore, and said: "There is no way to come and see Your Majesty, but the poor monk has a way to help His Majesty's army cross the void!" ”

After hearing this, he stood up abruptly and said, "Really? Chen Fan smiled and ignored him, Xu Yi slowly sat down again, he lost his temper, but he also knew that he licked my lunch that he didn't eat and drink in vain, and said, "What does the holy monk need me to do?" ”

Chen Fan was very relieved after hearing this, it was good to talk to smart people, and he understood without speaking, he glanced at Xu Yi lightly, and said: "The poor monk does not have any excessive requirements, His Majesty's spoils can be divided into two percent of the poor monk when the time comes!" Of course, like the boat of creation, the king of the eternal kingdom and other artifacts, His Majesty can not give it to the poor monk, and it is okay to compensate the poor monk with the treasure of heaven and earth, the poor monk has no requirements, two percent of the spoils, attack the things that directly divide the poor monk into one place, and help the poor monk preach! "Chen Fan doesn't want to settle the bill at the end, it's hard to say whether he can occupy the world by then, but it's still possible to conquer the city.

After hearing Chen Fan's conditions, Xu Yi thought for a while, and then agreed, this has no conflict with himself, but Xu Yi didn't know that Chen Fan dug a pit for him himself, just waiting for him to jump into it, but according to Chen Fan's thoughts, Xu Yi finally couldn't resist the temptation of invading the world, and successfully jumped in.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty has a happy cooperation, and the poor monk builds a large moving formation for His Majesty, but the construction materials need to be produced by His Majesty!" Chen Fan smiled, as if he saw countless treasures beckoning to him, and hurriedly recited Amitabha Buddha calmly and calmly, he didn't steal or rob, he got it from doing business, he relied on his ability to eat, pure technical work, and no one could say a word.

"This is natural, what the holy monk needs to explain to the people below to do it, I still need to discuss it with others." Xu Yi smiled, and then summoned eight ministers to explain what Chen Fan meant, and several people argued, but Chen Fan was not here, and he had already carved the formation. After all, this is not a simple job, it is a waste of mind and time.

In the world, the champion Hou has destroyed the witch ghost road and forced the Jingren monk to hand over the Qiankun bag, and Hong Yi came by coincidence, and heard the voice of the champion Hou, but at this time, a sad and indignant voice came over.

"Haha, haha! Ha ha! I have endured the escape since the collapse of the Great Zen Temple, hiding in the wilderness for 20 years, but I didn't expect to be chased by you lackeys, I will not destroy the great dry in this life, and I will not rest! Don't you hear that it is better to be broken than to be complete? There are many of you today, so take my life!" Kill me though! You'll have to spare a few lives! ”

"Dragon Elephant Law Seal!"

Hong Yi watched the two fight for a while, and then saw the fighting method of the two in the sky, but found that Yu Wutong, the sect leader of the Witch Ghost Dao, seemed to have a big pocket on his back, the material was like human skin, and there was a pure yang power on it.

"Qiankun cloth bag? Human skin? Hiss! The skin of the human immortal in the martial arts! Hong Yi's heart was completely suppressed, and he actually made a cloth bag out of the skin of an immortal, which was a big deal.

"Now it's like this!" Hong Yi licked his lips after speaking, and he didn't know why he always thought of the wine and meat monk who kicked him with his foot recently.

(End of chapter)