Chapter 095. My Buddha's Mercy (Alliance Leader 10/10)

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The old monk was still smiling weirdly, as if he couldn't see the long sword that had been cut down, but with a heavy crisp sound, the knight's eyes widened instantly, and he pressed the long sword in his hand fiercely, but it was only a little distance above the old monk's head, and he could directly cut the head in half, but he couldn't cut it down at all!

That feeling was like chopping on a stone, and even the knight couldn't control the force of the rebound in his hand, but he didn't stop long, looking at the old monk's weird smiling face, he immediately drew his sword and quickly retreated back into the military formation, and then reminded left and right according to the red and swollen tiger's mouth: "This demon monk, what a strong body!" ”

"Then look at the sword that we are waiting for!"

The surrounding knights dispersed instantly, and all the long swords in their hands were drawn out and pointed at the old monk, and suddenly a burst of cold light shimmered in this dim space, but these dozen knights did not act rashly, especially the knights on both sides and behind stood closer, carefully staring at the gradually dimming Zen courtyard around them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Just now, they had heard the exclamations of the brothers who were leading their horses to the stable, but their hearts were only angry, and their calmness was still in their minds. For this emergency that has not yet understood what is happening, as elite escort knights, it is impossible for them to act rashly.

"Woo-woo-"

A cry of grief seemed to be sent out around the old monk's body, but the old monk's face had a kind of laughter that saw through the world, and the dry old face wrinkled and smiled, but that appearance did not have the slightest appearance of a virtuous monk, but like a ghost monk who crawled out of the underworld!

The old monk had a faint black silk in his eyes, his hands were folded but there was no solemnity, but there was fanaticism in his eyes, especially looking at Yin Changge's slightly frowning but shocked look, he even grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, he smiled and narrowed his eyes, the eyes on the bags of his eyes stared at Yin Changge, but he said with a strange smile in his mouth: "Donor, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and my Buddha sits down and crosses the shore." ”

The strange laughter combined with the grief-stricken cries around him made the old monk look extremely weird and sacred, and a mysterious and strange aura was transmitted in this Zen temple, with the white and pure white of the white tower, gently brushing around Yin Changge and those knights, it seemed even more and more weird.

The faint Zen is peaceful, like the Bodhisattva's whisper, but also like the Arhat's stick, but also with the Buddha's enlightened smile. The old monk had a fanaticism in his eyes, and those flesh realms were sevenfold, and they had a refined evil aura in and out of the battlefield, they couldn't stop the kind of crying and laughter, and even looking at the old monk's eyes, these knights all showed a look of struggle on their faces.

They are elite soldiers who go in and out of the battlefield, and who does not have the lives of a dozen strong men under their hands? And they really fought with their lives on the battlefield, how could they easily fall into the monk's weird spells, and they were born to fight to the death, and they were not allowed to do this!

"The sea of bitterness is boundless?"

Yin Changge chewed these words lightly in his mouth, but he couldn't help but remember the moment he woke up on that rainy night, Yin Changge took a deep breath, but the corners of his mouth slowly brought a smile, looked into the eyes of the old monk but couldn't help laughing, turned his head and glanced at the struggles on the faces of the knights around him, but his smile instantly disappeared, and he shouted coldly: "Then you monk, why don't you look back at this shore?" ”

"Bang-"

The violent momentum instantly rose with his cold drink, and the breath of the five-clawed golden dragon in his heart also exploded with the fierce heart, with the already domineering power of the Emperor's Diagram Hegemony, it swept around him like a storm, just like the eye of the wind releasing the power of the ancient emperor.

A long sword appeared among the singers of Yin Chang, with a gilt dragon pattern on it, which was officially issued by every young man in the royal family of the Great Yin Dynasty. He stared coldly at the old monk who seemed to be sacred, and slowly pulled out that cold light, but around him, there was even more domineering Senran: "If the Buddha can cross the world, then what do you want us to do?!" ”

The violent majesty instantly shattered the surrounding wails cleanly, even the white white tower not far away was also urged by Yin Changge's domineering power that erupted all over his body, and the strange aura was broken, and those guards in the eyes of the surrounding knights also instantly brought a bit of essence.

"Demon monk, you dare to cast an evil spell!"

The eyes of the knights in front of them widened instantly, their faces were full of anger, and the "Combination Breaking Formation Technique" practiced by the lieutenant generals of the Great Yin Army was directly running at full strength, and the power of qi and blood carried the evil aura that could only be honed by the battlefield, and instantly slashed over with the long sword that was drawn out, and said angrily with killing intent: "Dare to disturb the soul of His Highness, and you will not die!" ”

"This breath... This might..."

Even the old monk, with a dry old face, couldn't help but show a little surprise, and was taken two or three steps back by the violent power before slowly stopping. The old monk stared at Yin Changge, but his eyes widened slightly, extreme fanaticism appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but stare at Yin Changge and whispered: "Is it "Emperor Diagram Hegemony"? ”

"The Great Yin Imperial Family, you know a lot."

Yin Changge's eyes flashed suddenly, and he turned his head to look around, because in the dimness, four or five dry figures were also slowly surrounding, but there was no trace of hiding in his eyes that had already opened the "delusion". The corners of Yin Changge's mouth curled slightly with a kind of disdain, he stared at the old monk in front of him, but sneered: "However, the time for you to delay is also up?" ”

The thick black clouds in the sky had slowly surrounded the place, except for the mottled white tower with a little color, and the whole heaven and earth had fallen into darkness. Yin Changge looked at the five or six lanterns that suddenly lit up around him, and the golden rays in his eyes slowly emitted ripples, and the red, silver and black colors were entangled in them, but there was no change.

The gilded dragon pattern sword in his hand was tightly held in Yin Chang Singer, and he also slowly unsheathed, and a golden dragon pattern on the sword body was hideous, as if facing the world with the appearance of an angry dragon pattern. This is a standard weapon for the royal family of the Great Yin Dynasty, but even if it is a standard, where can a weapon in the hands of a prince or prince like Yin Changge be!?

"The poor monk just thinks that His Highness seems to be extremely noble."

The old monk lowered his head slightly, but he looked a lot more respectful, but he raised his head and looked at Yin Changge again, with a kind of fanaticism and excitement on his face, so that he couldn't help but fold his hands and sighed softly: "It must be my Buddha's will in the dark, let His Highness come down to the poor monk here, and become a ferryman who transcends the sea of suffering in the world." ”

"My Buddha? I'm sorry, I don't know who my Buddha is. ”

Frowning slightly, Yin Changge also slightly raised his chin too high, his face was indifferent, the golden glow in his eyes flickered, and he looked at the old monk tightly. The gilded dragon pattern sword in his hand was clenched, and he walked forward slowly, but he couldn't help but snort coldly in his mouth: "If your Buddha has compassion, then I am also a Buddha." ”

"Bold!"

When the old monk heard Yin Changge's words, his brows immediately furrowed, and the black glow in his eyes instantly appeared, occupying the entire eye. His fanatical and excited face was also distorted, with a strange cruelty, and the faint Buddha light on his body had turned black. The old monk stared at Yin Changge's indifferent face tightly, gritted his teeth and said with a sneer: "You dare to insult my Buddha, I really don't know how to repent, I can't help you!" ”

A faint sly laughter came from all around, in this dim heaven and earth, it was as crisp as a copper bell, and the white tower not far away turned into a white appearance again, but it was not pure at all, but with a strange paleness. There is a little black link in the subtle part of the white tower, as if it is a white tower built from countless small things.

With the white tower extremely pale, the seven or eight lanterns instantly burst out of green flames, just like ghost fire, but also illuminated the figures carrying lanterns, but they were also monks like this old monk, a cyan monk's robe was illuminated by the green ghost fire, so that they did not have the slightest monk's neutrality and peace, but the ghost monk who died and came back to life, which made people shocking when they saw it!

"Really, it's evil."

Yin Changge turned his head to look around, the dimness made him frown slightly, especially looking at the connection between the old monk in front of him and the white pagoda not far away, he couldn't help but snort coldly, the gilded dragon pattern sword in his hand was clenched, and the emperor's hegemony in his whole body was rushed to the extreme, and the power of the tenfold body realm had already swayed a piece of qi and blood, and the human emperor's qi condensed in his body, and the emperor's arrogance made him suddenly open his eyes, and swung a sword qi forward: "Then, let me dissipate!" ”

"What? How could a martial cultivator with a ten-fold physical body realm release sword qi?! ”

The old monk was slightly stunned, the lantern burning with the green ghost fire in his hand was raised instantly, and his dry face suddenly became cloudy and uncertain, covered with black Buddha light, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and exhaled a breath at the ghost fire, and shouted loudly: "My Buddha is merciful!" ”

PS: Thank you to the "mechanical bulb" for rewarding a league leader, and specially add ten chapters for the pro!