A little sect master, dare to make us wait for a long time?

The one who opened his mouth was a bald monk, tall and tall, and the Buddhist beads in his hand looked like a thing of the world.

He was obviously not from Yanxia, and his skin was dark, giving people a very evil and gloomy feeling.

"You are? Since you don't want to wait for a long time, why did you come to my Kunlun? I asked indifferently.

The black-faced monk's face sank, and his hand twisting the Buddha beads suddenly slammed.

Suddenly, a supreme and strong Buddha qi burst out from the black-faced monk's body.

The Buddha's qi has always been strong, and those who cultivate the Buddha can practice the supreme Buddha's mind and create a body that is indestructible.

This exotic black-faced monk is obviously not bad in Vajra, and what he practices is not the Buddha's mind, but the Tantra of entering the world.

He is not a golden Buddha, but a black Buddha.

This murderous Buddha aura is facing me, and it seems that it will give me a dismount as soon as it comes up.

I have to say that this person is really strong, and it is estimated that he has already entered the Heavenly Sage, which is extremely terrifying.

However, I was also lucky enough to reach the Heavenly Saint Qi Machine, although this Buddha Qi is strong, it is not a killing move, and it is not difficult to deal with it.

I didn't raise my breath to resist, but directly replaced the blockage with dredging.

I have the Kunlun Spirit Fetus, the Son of Heaven and Earth, in my body, and he has devoured countless breaths, spiritual energy, evil energy, and chaotic energy...... All are welcome.

But he rarely devours the Buddha's energy, because Buddhism has always been low-key and introverted, single-minded and kind, and has no quarrel with the world, and rarely has a chance to make friends.

This time, I seized the opportunity, and I wanted to let the Kunlun tire evolve.

So I lifted my breath slightly, and seduced it with my qi, like throwing bait at the black-faced monk.

His Buddha Qi quickly suppressed my aura, and he pursued it with victory, pouring into my body.

"Heh, you are really Kunlun Sect Master Chen Kunlun? Is that Chen Kunlun, who was regarded as a hero by Yanxia and brought light to Yanxia Xuanmen? ”

The black-faced monk felt that my qi was just refining the qi realm, and his face suddenly rose with disdain, and while suppressing me, he continued to have a strange yin and yang qi: "Such a weak person can become the beacon of Yanxia Xuanmen, it seems that Yanxia Xuanmen is really in decline!" Embarrassing task! ”

I ignored him, let his Buddha qi enter my body, and slowly let the Kunlun fetus devour it.

The Yanxia Xuanmen masters on the side showed anger on their faces, but they were not the opponents of this monk, and I was forbearing, so they had to be silent.

"Are you mute? Or are you too scared to speak because of my strength? When the black-faced monk saw that I was ignoring him, he immediately became angry.

I smiled and said, "You are a foreign monk, but you have learned a hot summer language, and you have come all the way to my hot summer." Why, such an unbearable hot summer Xuanmen, what attracted you to come? ”

"Look for death!"

The black-faced monk suddenly felt that his face was dull, and he immediately raised his hand and slapped it at me.

He originally wanted to come and match the inside and outside, attract the Buddha qi in my body, knock me down, and embarrass me.

But when his Buddha palm fell, it finally sank into the sea.

And he was not well prepared, and was suddenly pulled by my qi machine, and fell towards him, fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have fallen and eaten.

"You don't have to do it." I raised my hand and smiled.

"You!"

His face suddenly darkened, and black lotus rose from the soles of his feet, and he wanted to start a war with me.

However, at this time, another middle-aged woman in a blue dress on the side waved her hand to stop the black-faced monk from attacking.

She spoke: "Enough, Abu, you are the sect leader of the Southern Fan Sect, what kind of anger is fighting with a Yanxia sect master, and you have lost your identity. ”

This is a woman who looks to be only thirty or forty years old, blonde hair and blue eyes, but she gives people the feeling of a very virgin, presumably the head of the Vatican God Cult.

"That is, a feng shui master who has not even been recognized in the hot summer. I heard that the sect master of that person didn't take him seriously at all, what are we fighting with him? Soon, another middle-aged man in a white robe chimed in.

This person should be the master of the Solomon Hidden Gate, except for the Fusang Heavenly King, in an instant, these exotic masters united to besiege me.

They all deliberately used Yanxia language, which was a little jerky, but they could understand it.

So they not only said it to me, but also to the bigwigs of Yanxia Xuanmen on the side.

They just create a sense of being high and high-spirited as soon as they come up.

However, they are all Heavenly Saint-level strengths, and they are indeed superior, even if they fight, these Yanxia Sect Masters may not be their opponents.

This is the consequence of the Yellow River Divine Palace's Great Soul Locking Array, although it delayed the evil plan of the evil clan, it hindered the development of the Yanxia Xuanmen.

After more than 2,000 years of stagnation, the foreign region has cultivated the Heavenly Saint with the strength of the country, which is their proud capital.

This is still under the premise that I destroyed the Divine Palace, and now that the saints of Yanxia Xuanmen are really united, no one must dare to despise it, if it was half a year ago, I am afraid it will be more passive.

Looking at the angry posture of the hot summer feng shui masters who couldn't breathe out and had suffering, I acted.

"Is that enough? I don't care where you're from? What do you want to do here? This is the hot summer, it is the Kunlun Mountain. If you don't want to be swept away, don't be so noisy and look like a clown. I said word by word.

"Is it your turn to speak here? Now it's not just about Yan Xia, you can't even say that the sect master of that person, let him come, and have a face here to represent Yan Xia? The black-faced monk immediately retorted to me.

I was just about to fight back, when suddenly a cold voice came: "Who said I didn't come?" ”

The voice was very cold, as if it came from another world.

Not arrogant, but contemptuous of everything.

With this voice, a woman in a big red dress walked in, with a graceful posture and supreme majesty.

Behind her, followed by a golden-robed swordsman, it was none other than Ao Long.

Guarded by Ao Long, this person is obviously the mysterious Sect Master!

When she appeared, the audience fell silent.

Even the few Exotic Xuanmen Heavenly Saints who had spoken out unashamedly just now all shut up one after another, cast awe-inspiring glances at the Sect Master, and looked at them carefully.

And with her appearance, these feng shui bigwigs in Yanxia also raised their heads one after another.

Obviously, she was born extraordinary, and as soon as she appeared, she carried a supreme holy aura, and became the backbone of Yanxia, and even had the prestige to destroy me, confirming her as the king of Yanxia Xuanmen.

She is a woman, which confirms my previous suspicion that she may really be the daughter of the country who can suck dragon energy.

I want to keep the majesty of the big guy and deliberately don't look at her, but the corner of his eye is already quietly looking at her.

The red-clothed evil charm, the charm is fairy, and the immortal is imperial.

She gives people a very ancient and mysterious feeling, as if she has read the prosperity of the world and precipitated the world's amazing assets.

I looked into her face, and she wore the same mask as Ao Long, making her look more and more mysterious.

However, even with the mask on, I could still see her face, and the mask could not hide the familiarity she brought to me.

At that moment, my body suddenly stiffened, my breathing stagnated, and I almost fainted.

How could it be her?

Isn't this my wife, Ye Hongyu, who I have been thinking about and have always wanted to hold in the palm of my hand to care?