These words, what Jiu Xiao said was a pleasure, and then he looked at each other with that look of ignorance, and his heart was cool, so needless to say.

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the golden-bodied Buddha, even the Buddhist monks of the bitter sea star, and the Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva behind him, all looked at the Nine Nightmare with anger on their faces, and with a murderous expression.

This guy's mouth is really unlikeable, but Chen Han has a deep understanding.

The golden-bodied Buddha didn't seem to hear the disdain and mockery in the other party's mouth, and said with a slight smile: "There are a large number of disciples on the other side of my family, normally speaking, this kind of thing outside the body, the two donors come together, no matter what, the old man should not shirk, the main time has been a long time, the old man is really a little reluctant!" ”

"What is there to be reluctant to! It's not like I'm not going to give you back. You go and ask about the old guys who have survived until now, I, the Demon Lord Nine Nightmas, how good was my reputation back then, I have always been a spit and a nail! Just borrow it for a while, and I'll pay you back when the time comes! ”

What he said was a deep and meaningful, and everyone was stunned, as if the person in front of him was really just temporarily in trouble and came to seek help from friends, just borrowing it for a while, but the Buddha was a little ignorant of life and death.

This is the idea of the vast majority of neutral monks, but the focus of the Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva and Li Huaiyin is diametrically opposed to that of ordinary people.

At the beginning, Li Huaiyin felt that the name Nine Nightmare was very familiar, as if he had heard it from somewhere, but he just couldn't remember it, although the life span of Da Luo Realm was long, but definitely not everything was vivid.

Occasionally, there are things that are not too important, and after reading them, they forget about them, which is also a very normal thing.

However, the title of this demon lord that the other party himself said was like a thunderbolt splitting down from the heavenly spirit cover, splitting Li Huaiyin's ghost body from it, and the name of the Nine Nightmares was completely clear in his heart.

"The Demon Lord Nine Nightmares, the Demon Lord Nine Nightmares, is the existence that founded the Blood Sea back then and was besieged and fallen by the Venerables, isn't that already a matter of the Fourth Age? Why is this person still alive now, it's terrible, it's terrible, these old monsters who can leave their names in the epoch book, there really isn't a simple one! ”

Li Huaiyin muttered to himself, he also read some old books that recorded the rise and fall of the Demon Dao and saw this name by chance, Lord of the Sea of Blood, Demon Dao Venerable, such a big man who was the founder of the ancestor, only one step away from being visible, he could be ranked above the heavens and achieve an eternal great man.

Even if the two of them are also in the realm of Da Luo Triple Realm, Li Huaiyin can clearly perceive what a huge gap there is between himself and the other party in this realm.

Even the gap between the Ether B Realm and the Great Luo Realm is not enough to explain!

"Since this is the legendary demon lord, who is the sword-wielding white-clothed sword cultivator who doesn't know the name, looking at the Buddha's attitude, it seems that he is obviously more important and more jealous of this."

Li Huaiyin racked his brains, his eyes followed the figure looking at the sky, his appearance was quite indifferent, and the long sword in his hand and the white hair behind him were accompanied by Ling Ran's temperament, which further set off the peerless demeanor of the other party.

"Looks like a sword cultivator!"

"There don't seem to be many sword cultivators who can reach this state, so the one from Kunlun Mountain naturally doesn't need to say much......

Thinking of what the golden-bodied Buddha said before, the name of this sword cultivator instantly appeared in Li Huaiyin's mind, but compared to the shock of the Demon Lord Nine Nightmares, this one was really quite what he expected.

After all, he Li Huaiyin is a Daluo Realm that has existed for a long time, and the Eighteenth Era has naturally experienced it, but he has only heard some rumors by chance, but for the other party, he is far less true than the Nine Nightmares.

Li Huaiyin has never believed those rumors, after all, how much truth can be left with false rumors?

But the scene in front of him doesn't seem to allow Li Huaiyin to believe it anymore, the light reflected in the simple long sword is like an ordinary secular iron sword, but the sharpness of Qingfeng in his palm, Li Huaiyin feels it quite really.

"It's not that the old man doesn't believe in the donor's conduct, after all, this merit golden lotus is widely implicated, and the Buddha on the other side of me should respond, if there is a little problem, it will be a big deal."

Jian Wuregret raised his eyebrows, he can now understand that this old monk can't figure out the reality of the two of them, and he actually doesn't want to really do it, but if he hands over the merit golden lotus for no reason, under the gaze of so many monks in this bitter sea, it will hurt his face too much.

But if you don't hand it over, the two of you are obviously not in a good situation, is it difficult for this old monk to ask for an explanation? Or is it a condition?

Jian Wuregret glanced at Jiu Xiao, and said with no clear meaning: "This golden lotus is indeed only temporarily borrowed by us, but after all, it is a thing that suppresses luck on the other side, so we will naturally not borrow it in vain, it is better for the Buddha to say the conditions directly!" ”

Condition ......

"I look at the two donors are not inferior to such divine objects, I think it should be of other use for the golden lotus, if it is the two donors, take out a corresponding thing, the old man is the master, this merit golden lotus, the two donors can take it now!"

For this old monk's request, Jian Wuregret and Jiu Xiao glanced at each other, not so surprised, and even a little uncomfortable to feel that the other party was so easy to speak.

Nine Nightmares had a little numb scalp, and he wanted to take out the Ah Nose Sword or the Seven Life Stone for the first time, but unfortunately Chen Han rejected it instantly.

"The Three Lotus Soul Transfer is to help you, it's your own business, it is impossible to use my things, you want to use them, you can only exchange your things. When the time comes, you can exchange the golden lotus for yourself. ”

At this point, Jian Wuregret obviously agrees.

The black lotus has the same wonderful use as the golden lotus, so naturally it is impossible to take it out directly, so the nine nightmares are very painful and reluctantly take out the innocent black long sword.

"It's also a sword weapon, in fact, Lao Qu is more interested in the dark blue long sword of the sword donor before and the dark red long sword that appeared before!"

The golden-bodied Buddha didn't see the slightest charm in his eyes, but smiled slightly and looked at the innocent Nine Nightmares.

The latter ignored it at all, staring firmly at the golden lotus platform at his feet.

Things seem to be going a little more smoothly than expected.

Chen Han almost didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

The golden lotus is true, and together with the fire red lotus and the purple-black lotus platform, it exudes a faint light of Buddha rhyme.

"Two donors!"

Both sides were satisfied, and the monks of the bitter sea also breathed a sigh of relief, but this was the original golden body Buddha and suddenly said: "The old man has another request, and the two donors haven't seen each other for a long time, it is better to let the old man see if the two of them have made progress, but in order not to hurt your face, you and I will each make a move, how about it?" ”

(End of chapter)