The golden-bodied Buddha didn't see anything unusual, and said with the same faint smile: "I don't know what the two donors want to borrow, if the old man can take it out, he will definitely not let the two Taoist friends return disappointed." ”

There was an uproar, and all the monks were horrified by the audacity of the two young men.

That is the Buddha, one of the top existences in the entire Xiuzhen civilization in the whole world, except for those who are also in the Mixed Yuan Realm, who else dares to threaten to borrow something like this existence.

The most important thing is that this Buddha, who is supreme in the eyes of countless monks and is not angry and arrogant, does not seem to have the slightest objection, but has a kind of appearance of giving and taking.

However, this seems to be a bit weak, and it does not make everyone have a wrong impression of this Buddha, but the image of those two young people with different images in everyone's hearts has been greatly diffused.

Nine Nightmare's dark red brows raised slightly, and his pale fingers pointed to the twelve-rank golden lotus under the golden Buddha.

"What I ask for is nothing else, just borrow the golden lotus under your seat of the Buddha for ten thousand years! When the time of 10,000 years is up, it can be returned! ”

Nine Nightmare's eyes were fixed on the Golden Buddha, who did not react or react to his words in the slightest.

But this time, the golden-bodied Buddha didn't respond in a word, he just kept silent for a long time.

After a long time, the golden eyes of the golden-bodied Buddha stumbled, and the endless Buddha light shone on the entire galaxy with the rotation of the eyes. In the end, it was firmly focused on the body of the Nine Nightmares.

"It turns out that the donor has not fully returned!" The Golden Body Buddha looked at it much more carefully this time than before, and he could see the reality of the Nine Nightmares at a glance.

The Nine Nightmare just smiled, but did not speak, the infinite confidence in his expression was good, he didn't think that he could really deceive this great monk.

The Big Buddha ignored him, turned to the white-clothed and white-haired sword-wielding young man on the side and asked with a smile: "The sword donor came to have a general purpose with the Nine Nightmare donors, right?" ”

Jian Wuregret nodded, and then, the inky blue long sword turned back from the stars like a swimming dragon and appeared behind Jian Wuregret, and at the same time, the blade of the ancient ordinary long sword also fell into his hand. His position speaks for itself.

The eyes of the golden-bodied Buddha turned to look at the long sword 'Immortal Feng', which was inconspicuous compared to Yuan Tu.

"The impression that this sword left on Lao Gu back then is still vivid in my mind, which is really amazing."

Jian Wu smiled and played: "Then do you want to comprehend this sword today?" ”

If the sword has no regrets, it is undoubtedly much sharper than the Nine Nightmares, at least the Nine Nightmares will definitely not provoke the other party so bluntly.

"Fight, fight, fight, I've never seen a monk in the Mixed Yuan Realm fight, hurry up, the old monk must not be cowardly at this time!" Chen Han smiled in the sea of souls.

The Golden Buddha stopped talking, and the Nine Nightmare and Jian Wuregret stopped talking, and the scene was extremely silent for a while.

This oppressive atmosphere centered on the three of them, but the hearts of the countless monks looking up on the bitter starfish were like the sea churning, turbulent.

This is not a small scene, if these three people really fight together, the world is turned upside down, it is not a casual talk, if you don't care about it at all, I'm afraid that this piece of space will be shattered, and the world in front of you will probably turn into nothingness.

At that time, these monks will be gone, and the hundreds of millions of mortals on the Bitter Sea Star will hardly have the slightest chance of surviving.

All the monks subconsciously held their breath, and countless eyes looked at the big Buddha, just waiting for his answer.

But after waiting for a long, long time, it was still a deathly silence, no one dared to speak, and hundreds of millions of monks of all sizes did not make any sounds.

But at this time, no one was in the mood for this, and they couldn't take their eyes off the battle situation in the sky.

Even Li Huaiyin, he was confident that if the battle really began, he could escape, but all that had accumulated on this bitter starfish for countless thousands of years would completely dissipate.

He is like this, and how can the Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva, who has always been at the center of the whirlpool, not be like this?

The Mirror Lotus Bodhisattva, who has regretted it now, knew that it would lead to such a consequence, and he said that he would not catch up with the white-clothed young man, a Da Luo double monk and a few first double monks, where could he be compared to the entire bitter sea star.

It's just that it's not his turn to think about these things at this time, and the current situation is no longer something he can control.

He just squeezed the Tianlong Qin in his hand tightly with his fingers, and he didn't dare to breathe for a while. He could only stare firmly at the back of the supreme figure in front of him. The mood is complicated, from a personal point of view, he naturally hopes that the Buddha will be angry and kill these guys who don't know the height of the sky.

But considering the overall situation, the countless creatures on this bitter sea star are still there, if you really start to do it, then the sky will fall apart, and there is no need to say much, how many ordinary creatures will be left, almost without thinking about it.

I don't know how long it took, the big Buddha finally showed a faint smile and said: "In this case, you might as well two donors, together with the old man, to the other side of me, if the two donors still think like this at that time, then this golden lotus old man will offer it with both hands." ”

Jian Wuregret's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he still said with that playful smile: "Why, when the time comes, you will have all the gongs and drums, and when we arrive, we will directly take it now, what can we do?" ”

Nine Nightmare interjected: "Why didn't that fellow Daoist come out to see him?" Why don't you see what you've achieved over the years? ”

The eyebrows of the golden-bodied Buddha were lowered, full of majesty, and he said lightly: "Why are the two donors so aggressive, after all, the merit golden lotus is where I live on the other side, and I say that if I borrow the donor, I will borrow the donor, where is my face on the other side?" ”

"Don't don't, don't" Jiu Xiao hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't use the big power to pressure me like this, don't say what does it matter to the two of you on the other side, the Black Yan Emperor is much more generous than you!" ”

As soon as the palm of the Nine Nightmare stretched out, the dark red flame lotus platform appeared in his hand, and he turned his head to the great monk and smiled: "When the reincarnation was established, the emperor didn't have such a thick skin as you, you should know a little bit about those treasures on his body, just two good things, people say to borrow it, you won the inheritance of the heavenly court in the previous era, and then the other two were annexed by the other side, and those treasures are not all yours!" ”

Nine Nightmare's expression was disdainful: "Look at the way you deducted and searched, if not...... Just the broken thing you sit at your feet every day, who is rare! ”

(End of chapter)