Chapter 118: Lao Tzu is the real idol
After being frozen back and forth seven or eight times, Zuo Qianhu finally understood the severity of the current situation.
This time, he didn't struggle anymore, nor did he make a look like he was going to attack, but honestly stood in front of Wang Yan to see what Wang Yan wanted to do.
"You say the protector is a monster? He wants to kill Master Fu Tianqiu? ”
Zuo Qianhu frowned, not believing Wang Yan's words very much.
But he didn't refute it directly, because he understood the current situation very well.
If Wang Yan wanted to kill him and his subordinates, it would not take any effort at all.
Those men didn't have the ability to break free from spells, and even a helpless scholar could kill them.
Zuo Qianhu himself is similar, his body is mortal, and he can't stop the sharpness of the sword.
"I know you don't believe it, but it's okay, time will tell you."
Wang Yan opened a door with a hanging ring, "Come with me, that old monster will come tonight, and you will know if it's true or not." ”
Seeing Wang Yan's conclusive look, Zuo Qianhu still held a spirit of doubt.
However, the lives of himself and his brothers are in his hands, and he can only believe it temporarily.
The time soon came to night, Zuo Qianhu stared at the door with a pair of eyes, he was waiting for the arrival of the protector Pudu Cihang.
If Pudu Cihang really came, it would mean that Wang Yan's words, if not 100% correct, would be at least seventy or eighty percent credible.
If Pudu Cihang didn't come, it means that Wang Yan is lying.
Zuo Qianhu's wait was not in vain, and when it was close to midnight, Pudu Cihang really came.
"This ......"
Looking at the dozen or so monks in two rows, Zuo Qianhu felt that his soul had been greatly impacted.
The development of things turned out to be exactly what Wang Yan said!
"Is it possible...... The protector is really a monster......"
Zuo Qianhu stood up and looked at Wang Yan with a hesitant expression.
"I don't believe it, I want to see the protector!"
"If you want to see it, you can go to see it, and no one will stop you!"
Wang Yan said quietly, he knew that he would not fight for his life for the time being, and the real battle would be in the second half of the night.
Because today is the day of the Tengu eating the moon, the rich yin qi between heaven and earth will affect the operation of the demonic qi in the old centipede spirit's body, so it has to appear as a prototype.
In the process, the old monster will become very vulnerable, so he will hide during this time.
Zuo Qianhu went out from the gate, and the monks on both sides immediately got out of the way.
"Zuo Qianhu meets the protector of the country! It has been found out that Fu Tianqiu and others are not traitors and rebels, but loyal and righteous people, and have no treasonous heart. ”
Zuo Qianhu knelt on one knee and waited for the answer of the protector Pudu Cihang.
"In today's world, there is no distinction between right and wrong, and I only know how to vent my dissatisfaction with the court, but I don't understand that the court also has unspeakable hardships. The purpose of this trip is to calm down the people's anger and sympathize with the people's feelings. Anyway, let this Dharma Abbot personally appease these loyal people. Good, good, good! ”
When Pudu Cihang's words came into his ears, Zuo Qianhu not only did not feel the slightest relief, but shivered uncontrollably.
Although the words are a little different from what Wang Yan said, the meaning is exactly the same.
Zuo Qianhu didn't know what Wang Yan's identity was, but Pudu Cihang's answer was completely known by Wang Yan.
"Is it possible...... The protector is really a monster......"
Zuo Qianhu was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly walked towards the Lanruo Temple.
Unexpectedly, I had just walked a few steps before I was stopped.
"The anger on Qianhu's body is too heavy, which will damage the peaceful aura of the Fazhang, please stay!"
Hearing this, Zuo Qianhu really couldn't control it. This time, it was word-for-word, and it was all guessed.
"Get out of the way! I'm going in! ”
Zuo Qianhu shouted angrily and stretched out his hand to push the monk who was blocking the way.
However, at this moment, a roar of anger came violently, followed by a terrifying loud noise.
"Boom!"
The sound was deafening, and the violent sound waves shook the exhausted Lanruo Temple slightly.
The Protector retreated sharply, with a look of horror on his face, but none of the monks who followed Shoumian came out alive.
"That's it?"
Wang Yan put away the golden gourd, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This old monster is very powerful, and if he fights alone, he will not be a few points weaker than the old demon of Montenegro.
It's just that I don't know if I'm used to enjoying it, and I haven't fought for a long time, so his perception has dropped sharply.
If it weren't for the monks running too fast and hitting the golden thread just now, they directly made themselves corpses on the spot, and it is estimated that this old monster would have landed.
"Zuo Qianhu, you are so bold! How dare you collaborate with the traitors and thieves to murder the life of this law-master! ”
Pudu Cihang screamed, a black claw popped out of his palm, and grabbed Zuo Qianhu's face door fiercely.
"How dare you be so unscrupulous in front of me! Look for death! ”
Seeing Pudu Cihang make a move, Wang Yan snorted coldly and directly smashed the golden wire gourd.
Wang Yan has experimented, this gourd is very hard, even if he transforms, it can't be broken. Therefore, there is no need to worry about throwing it out.
"Boom!"
Pudu Cihang's body is huge, and its strength is naturally not weak.
The black claws stabbed on the golden gourd and knocked it out, and Zuo Qianhu also took the opportunity to pick up a life.
"How daring!"
Seeing that Wang Yan rescued Zuo Qianhu, Pudu Cihang was immediately furious.
However, Wang Yan didn't have the time to play tricks with him, so he directly transformed into a ten-meter-tall giant and smashed his head with a hard punch.
"Boom!"
This punch was powerful and heavy, and it played with majesty, spirit, and momentum.
Smoke and dust are everywhere, earth and rocks are splashed, and wood chips are flying.
When all the dust settled, there was no shadow of Pudu Cihang.
"Amitabha!"
The majestic Buddha horn sounded, and a huge statue of Shakyamuni appeared in sight out of thin air.
It is about 20 meters tall and blooms with a dazzling golden light, illuminating the dark night sky.
"The world loves to worship idols, so why should you be enemies of the world?"
Facing Wang Yan, who was covered in flames, the Golden Buddha let out an angry roar from his mouth.
"You're a barren idol! Lao Tzu is the real idol! ”
Wang Yan spat disdainfully, and pounced.
This is not an illusion, but a Dharma body cultivated by Pudu Cihang.
An old monster who cultivated the Buddha's dharma body for the sake of the world has to be said to be a great irony.
"Boom!"
The fist, which was several circles larger than a human head, smashed hard, but was blocked by the Golden Buddha.
The golden light is shining, and the golden body is shaking.
Wang Yan's terrifying power couldn't even withstand the Dharma Body that Pudu Cihang had worked so hard to cultivate!
"Give me death!"
Wang Yan roared wildly, the raging flames on his body seemed to break through the sky, and the boundless power frantically vented at the Golden Buddha.