Although I killed your two Buddhas, it doesn't matter, I don't hold grudges.

But you were going to say it so harshly a moment ago, even in terms of "spraying gods", the level of brazenness has set a new high in people's hearts.

But the strangest thing is the attitude of the Holy Buddha!!

When the two great monastic groups chanted in unison, the dirty holy Buddha frowned, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to calm. The old monk rushed forward, but he didn't stop him. It affected the entire Daoxin and Hongren two major monks, and he did not stop it. However, among the three thousand strongest monks, when some people wanted to rush forward, they were all blocked by the soft Buddha light.

He wouldn't.

Long Tianji roared in a low voice, he didn't go up, but he pouted vigorously: "Dirty monk, kill him!!"

The Holy Buddha walked towards him.

Squirting ...... It's dead.

Kong Qionglou spoke better than he sang, but no one was stupid enough to really turn around and run away. We are also ascenders, and even if our combat power is poor, we are not bluffed. No matter how life and death you are, you won't kill all the more than 200,000 people who watch the excitement, even if the top nine on the star list join forces!

The Holy Buddha is not the same as Mai Jiangu.

He walked directly over the pile of minced meat on the ground, and he didn't mind that the meat was still a disciple of the Buddha Ridge in front of him. Along the way, the calves that were already muddy and scabbed red were red. Kong Qionglou stood in place, waiting for him boredly. When face to face, closer than the initial offense to each other, the shoe stopped.

"Bodhidharma is eternal, why is life and death endless?" The holy Buddha's expression was calm, and he recited: "If the poor monk subdues him with the holy law of Buddhism, the donor will be wiped out in the snap of his fingers. If there is no thought, how can the so-called secret technique of life and death be used in time?"

Kong Qionglou covered his mouth and nose and took two steps back, not afraid, because it was too choking, this is really a Buddha with a taste.

"Dirty monk, you can insult my people, but don't question Lao Tzu's martial arts. I can't come out with secret skills, I'm not your opponent, a great opportunity is in front of you, why don't you try it yourself...... Oh my God, you're too tasteful. Anyway, if you're also a dignified Buddha, you can't pay attention to your external image?!"

Twist your head and retch.

He himself could not answer the question of the Holy Buddha.

Life and death are endless, as a kind of mystical martial arts, as illusory as rules, and have never been used since its establishment. He still has blind self-confidence, and it is precisely because of the existence of martial arts that he can live and die, flesh and bones, and return across the ages...... Although it took too long.

But if the attitude of the Holy Buddha surprised anyone the most, it was Kong Qionglou!

According to the way of thinking of normal people, tens of thousands of younger brothers are watching over there, you should torture and kill me with an absolutely strong posture. Only such a person can be a big brother. Although Zhufoling is not a third-rate sect in the nether rivers and lakes, who doesn't understand the routine?!

The Holy Buddha did not follow the routine, he bowed his head slightly, and did not mean to make a tentative, but said softly: "That poor monk would rather believe in it than believe in it." The grievances between the donor and the Buddhas are over here!"

The Buddha light on the surface of his body burned wildly, raging endlessly, condensing in the sky above his head, forming a huge figure, and Sumeru soared. In the blink of an eye, it was bigger than the terrifying body of the turtle lord, a hundred feet tall and a thousand feet...... The appearance is the same as the dirty monk on the ground, although it is not an entity, but it is born from the Zen machine transformed by the funeral power, but it shows the infinite sacredness!

The shadow of the Buddha stands between heaven and earth, as if it is the only one.

"Master Kong and the ancient Bodhisattva have a good fate, get the true transmission of Buddhism, although there is a gap with the Buddhas, but after all, he is a destined person. There are monks who cultivate the treasure of the lonely lamp, there are monks who descend ten meetings with one force, there are monks who become Buddhas in ten battles, and there are monks who break the void with anger and wisdom...... However, there are also people who enter the empty door with the way of killing and demons, and each has its own fate, and the donor belongs to such a situation. ”

"Yes, the poor monk adheres to the legacy of the ancient Buddhism, and also forms a good relationship with him, crosses the demon and becomes a Buddha, and the good is great. ”

"The Buddha of Power and the Buddha of War, the destiny of heaven, are all determined by a fixed number, and I believe that they have been reincarnated and rebuilt. The same is true for the deceased monks, and the disciples of Buddhism do not have to hold grudges. If the monks have any grievances, they can withdraw from the Buddha Mountains from now on and find another place. On the road to eternal life, there is no fate with the poor monks. ”

The shadow of the Buddha has repeatedly sounded loudly, and the grace is like the sea.

Let's not talk about Kong Qionglou's reaction, not to mention the Sangha, even the other two Buddha masters can't keep up with the rhythm. This remark is not as pleasant as feeding the monks dung. But that thousand-zhang Buddha shadow really has supreme power, either listen to me, or expel from the portal, and naturally it will not take you to seek immortality!

The angry Buddha raised his eyebrows and wanted to express his opinion.

But he was preempted by the wise Buddha and stopped him: "The poor monk and Hui Ke are in the same vein, and they must obey the decree of the Holy Buddha!"

The Hui Ke Sangha followed the recitation, and then the descendants of the Dharma Sangha after being stunned, and then the angry Buddha...... The Holy Buddha did not hesitate to consume the prestige in the minds of the monks and resolved the grudge with Kong Qionglou. In the end, the two masterless monks also retreated, and the monks who were most loyal to the Battle Buddha and the Buddha of Power were all shattered on the ground.

At this time, break away from the Buddha Ridge?!

Seeing this, the holy Buddha put away the shadow of the Buddha and walked away.

Kong Qionglou woke up, but he didn't agree, and reached out to pull his shoulder. The dirty monk in front did not hide, but stood still.

"Monk, who are you fooling, returning to the destiny of heaven, crossing demons and becoming a Buddha, do you believe these nonsense?"

"The poor monk didn't believe it. The Holy Buddha's lips did not move, but his voice only sounded in Kong Qionglou's ears.

Kong Qionglou sneered, "Then what are you doing?!"

He said that let the holy Buddha just forget it, but that was because his mouth was not serious, but he didn't expect it to be like this. The great immortal killed the burning stick, and he flayed people alive in front of him, just to give his brother a breath. But he killed the Buddha of Power and the Buddha of War, and the dirty monk really didn't plan to come out?

The Holy Buddha is obviously different from him.

Still using the tantric method to transmit the sound, not allowing outsiders to listen: "The poor monk wants to hear what the ancient headless bodhisattva said to the benefactor, and you owe the poor monk a favor." When you cross the sea or beyond, if you can still not die, remember to return the favor to the poor monk. You and I are different from them, unwilling to be mediocre, destined to go further. Believe it or not, but we're all in kind. ”

Those more than 30,000 monks gave their lives to you and their hair to you, aren't they fellow practitioners?!

The holy monk took two steps forward, as if he thought of something again: "You said before that the wine jar was given by the poet who sang the earth. Then his tomb was also erected by you, what is written on the white bone tablet?"

Kong Qionglou glared: "You bastard monks, I finally picked up the bones, and you dug up the tomb of Shixian again?!"

The Holy Buddha sighed, a little jealous: "It's really you." ”

The five major monks of Zhufoling were only because they went to the area where the poets buried their bones, so they missed the ancient secret realm!

"Stop. ”

Kong Qionglou gritted his teeth and shouted to him again: "Do you bury it back?" If not, Hugh said that this is not a bad favor at all, and I can't spare you!"

"Buried. ”

"Really?"

"Well, monks don't speak!"

That's not buried.

After Shixian's bones are dug up, I'm afraid there will be nothing to bury, but the dead bald donkey, you wait for Lao Tzu!

The Holy Buddha left the Wisdom Buddha and the Angry Buddha to restrain the Sangha, and only took the Buddha King Yunmen Lonely Lamp, and also flew towards Mr. Zijin's courtyard. But his leveling of the Buddha Ridge does not mean that he helped Kong Qionglou get rid of all the troubles. When he passed by Yunlan Daxian's side, he bowed slightly, which was regarded as thanking him for standing up for the monks.

"Yunlan Great Immortal, the Immortal Gathering and the forces are still united, and no one will force you to do anything, or not to do anything. ”

The rest, I don't care.

Long Tianji roared in a low voice and began to instigate: "Little Cloud, like a man, kill him!!"

But he still didn't get it himself.

"Hahaha, although this immortal doesn't like you, I have to admit that your luck and courage are very comparable!" Yunlan Daxian laughed loudly, and the sky was full of white clouds, "The opportunities to let go of life have been missed by yourself one after another, and your 'life and death' are endless." ”

There were many twists and turns, but it finally ushered in the situation that Yunlan Daxian wanted. He is not like those big people, he owes Mr. Zijin a favor, and he doesn't plan to go to the yard to be a turtle with a shrunken head, so he naturally has no scruples. Even if there is no hatred and resentment in Zhufoling, it is a happy thing to see Kong Qionglou die tragically.

"Hmph, kill my third junior brother, and treat the entire immortal collection as nothing. The pocket fairy's eyes were shocked, and he followed the senior brother to the field, "This time, see who can protect you?" As soon as he finished speaking, something happened that he thought was incredible.

A voice came from the distant sky, although weak, it was very familiar, enough to make the faces of the two great immortals change greatly.

The voice said, "I wonder if I can keep it?"

Not long after, the sound of the knife broke through the sky, and the blade fairy helped a middle-aged man to fall directly into the field and came to Kong Qionglou's side. Elegant and dusty, dignified, and simply not good-looking. But the most striking thing is his two big sleeves that mop the floor, and I am afraid that more material is wasted than others.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The expressions of Yun Lan Great Immortal and Pocket Great Immortal were very exciting, and they each stopped.

The three thousand bones looked at each other, and then they all came to their senses and saluted: "See the master!!"

Two-sleeved immortals, Zhang Fuyi.

When Mai Jiangu rushed back with Kong Qionglou, the blade fairy was looking for her hard-working husband in another direction, and she really asked her to find it back. But although the two-sleeved immortal couldn't see any injuries on his body, his qi was weak, his steps were vain, and he was extremely injured, and at this time, a random person jumped out of the crowd, and he could easily defeat him!

However, the fourth shelf on the star list is still there.

The two-sleeved immortal wore his hair with bone branches, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, ignored the two beloved disciples with miserable faces, looked at the mutilated corpse of the great immortal under his feet, and asked Kong Qionglou: "You peeled it?"

Kong Qionglou nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Peel well. ”

Long Tianji shouted suspiciously: "Big sleeves, what are you doing when you come back with this virtue, why don't you die outside? Waiting for your two unsuccessful disciples to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and kill his wife in front of you? Isn't it that I met a few hundred battle Shura, and they ruined you one by one and squeezed your body dry?

Zhang Fuyi's face was calm, he didn't think about it, and immediately scolded back: "Hmph, if you don't get squeezed dry, how did you give birth to you?"

Such a tall image has been injured like this, and it is not ambiguous to scold people...... None of these big names are fuel-efficient!!