"Not here!"

"Not here!"

In the Buddha Realm, countless people from the Burning Lamp Temple turned over every corner of this realm, and even the remaining three Holy Buddhas were shocked and went out to join the search team.

But, for nothing!

That fake HC disappeared without a trace!

"Where the hell is he?"

"Who is this person?"

These two questions plague everyone.

After learning that this fake Huicong entered the Buddha realm, he also wandered around, discussing Dan with a group of Dan Dao masters, and after talking and laughing, the monks were even more shocked.

How can there be such a bold person in this world?

He has only been for six tribulations, isn't he afraid of dying here?

When the holy Buddhas learned about it, they had the urge to vomit blood.

This guy is so bold, he is clearly provoking them to Burning the Lamp Temple.

"Don't quit them to catch the demon surnamed Tang, this demon has emerged in recent years, it is said that he came from the starry sky of the netherworld, but it is extremely powerful, even the eldest prince of Taixu Tian is not as good as him. ”

"He has the robe of the Buddha of the Treasure Moonlight King on his body, and he also refined the body of the Treasure Moonlight King, which is also the reason why Bujie went to arrest him, this matter was discussed by us, I thought it was just a descendant of the Six Tribulations, so I let him go alone, and brought a few young disciples, I wanted them to take this opportunity to practice. ”

"The demon surnamed Tang, how powerful is it, could the fake Huicong be him?"

Several holy Buddhas discussed for a while, and one of the holy Buddhas suspected that the Tang surname was evil.

"No, although this kid is indeed powerful, it will not be so powerful!"

The rest of the holy Buddhas were still a little incredulous.

The Seven Tribulations Holy Buddha went to chase and kill this kid, but he didn't succeed, and was used by this kid in turn, sneaked into his Burning Lamp Temple, took the opportunity to snatch a body of incense, and fled......

That sounds incredible!

That demon surnamed Tang is not three-headed and six-armed, can he be so powerful!

They prefer to believe that this is some old monster of the Seven Tribulations, deliberately hiding his cultivation.

After searching a few more times, but still with no results, they gave up for the time being, blocked the exit, and waited for the Buddha to return.

And at this time, in the Burial Demon Abyss, a scolding war was going on.

"Old bald donkey, do you accept it!"

The demon soul roared.

"Hmph! The Holy Buddha of this hall Burning Lamp Temple, how can I obey you as an evil demon, and you will come if there is a kind of you! Continue to refine! I will see how you refine me!" Surrounded by demon puppets, the Holy Buddha snorted angrily.

He sat there cross-legged, his golden dragon robe had been torn, his face was like gold paper, and the corners of his mouth were even more bloodstained, looking extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, there was a golden light floating in front of him, and it was this golden light that opened a curtain of light and protected him.

Even though he was weak and embarrassed, he was still unyielding.

In his heart, there was even more anger burning.

But he was angry, not for anything else, just to fight for breath, and he couldn't give in.

"Your grandmother, why is this old bald donkey so stubborn!"

The demon soul is also angry.

The old bald donkey was like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, and after beating for a long time, he was tired and half dead.

"Are you convinced!"

The demon soul roared again.

"Not convinced!"

The monk said angrily.

This dialogue is repeated over and over again.

At the beginning, the tone of the two was very hard, the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, no one was convinced, and they both wanted to fight for breath.

But gradually, the tone of both of them lowered.

They were all tired, and after fighting for so long, both sides were exhausted.

The non-precepted monk has used up many means, relying on the last Buddha relic to support it, and the demon soul, the imperial envoy and the demon puppets also need to consume vitality, and after fighting for so long, the vitality is almost consumed.

"Eh, old bald donkey, why are you so stubborn, can't you be soft!"

The demon soul has no good air.

He looked at the old bald donkey, and felt that he was really eight lifetimes of blood mold.

It's good to die, how can you meet this kind of old bald donkey, if it was a Taoist who cultivates immortals, he would have taken it long ago, as for the tired vomiting blood.

"The ...... of the temple of the main hall of the lamp"

The unprecepted monk gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

"Stop, stop, I know you're from the Burning Lamp Temple, you've said it thousands of times, you're not annoyed, I'm annoyed, what's the matter! The Burning Lamp Temple is amazing! You can wronged people and provoke me casually?"

The demon soul shouted.

"Who wronged you!" the monk said coldly.

"Didn't you just wronged me for no reason as soon as you came up?"

"Where did I wronged you, aren't you the big brother of that kid, if not, why did you shield him, and fight with me for so long, let him escape. The monk said angrily.

"What kid, what big brother, don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu has lived here for thousands of years, and he hasn't recognized any little brother, why did he do it with you, it's not because you provoked him. What Lao Tzu hates the most in this life is your group of bald donkeys, whether it is big or small, it is a virtue. ”

"Last time I met a little bald donkey, just like you, no, it's even more hateful than you, you said you bald donkeys, why are they so annoying!"

"What little bald donkey?" the monk was stunned.

In the Pangu realm, there should be few Buddha cultivators, and even fewer have strength.

"It's just a little bald donkey! It's the same as you, no, it's a little different, you don't have hair, he does, he wears a supreme robe, and the Buddha light on his body is even more dazzling than yours. "Demon Soul Dao.

When he thought of the little bald donkey, he hated it again.

"What? Supreme robe?"

When the monk heard this, he was stunned.

"Yes," said the demon, "if it weren't for that robe, I would have cleaned him up." By the way, you're all bald asses, shouldn't you be in the same group!"

"Isn't that little bald donkey still very young and a little delicate?"

The monk seemed to realize something, and his face became ugly.

"Yes, you're really with him, aren't you?" said the Demon Soul.

The monk listened to it and stayed for a long time.

Then, his face twisted, and he couldn't help but let out a whimper, spurting blood.

"Wow! Why are you vomiting blood!Old bald donkey, you haven't answered me yet!" the demon spirit was startled.

"I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it! My holy Buddha in the Burning Lamp Temple was also planted on such a low-level trick!" the monk covered his chest and said with a wry smile.

"What do you mean?" the demon soul wondered.

"Haha, don't you understand? The little bald donkey you mentioned and the kid who brought me here are actually the same person!" the monk sneered, looking at the demon soul.

"What?"

When the demon soul heard this, he was stunned.

He froze there, as if petrified.

This old bald donkey chased and killed the kid, that hateful little bald donkey?

Doesn't that mean that he was tricked by the little bald donkey again?

His face twitched, and his expression became unusually exciting.

If it weren't for his soul body, he would have rushed to three liters of blood at this moment, vomiting blood and dying.

"Little bald donkey! It's you again! Why are you again! You wait for me, I won't let you go. ”

Then, an earth-shattering roar rang out from the abyss, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

(End of chapter)