The immortals gathered so many monks that they could block more than a dozen streets, so much so that many monks frowned at the sight in front of them as soon as they pushed open the gate of their own courtyard. It's not that I haven't seen the world, and the big names on the star list often come here to hang out, but they never bring so many people!

But here, it's the set of immortals.

"Ahem, what are you doing, can you make a way out of the street, how can I put this stall when the street is blocked?"

"That's right, trouble the monk to let go, my pair of ancient corpses can't be replaced for several days, and I'm about to die. Hey, have you ever studied the way of corpses? This is a great opportunity, and the treasure of your ancient Buddhism was unearthed from the same place. It doesn't matter if you don't buy it, what are you hiding, it's really an ancient corpse that doesn't believe you touch it......"

The solemn atmosphere of Buddhism was suddenly stirred up by the shouts one after another, you are 8,000, but we have 100,000!

"I'm willing to bet on a fist-sized burial stone, it's definitely for the big troll and those few treasures on him!"

Some people also began to talk in private, and a few days ago, they saw the big troll and the blade fairy coming back together.

The Daoxin Sangha and the Hongnin Sangha were mixed into one, and in the face of all kinds of criticism, some monks maintained restraint despite the anger in their eyes. The rules here are still there, and no one dares to break them. The two-sleeved immortal is not at home, but he is not dead. There were more than 8,000 people, and there was a hidden encirclement, wrapping the earth ridge at the core of the immortal set in the middle!

The War Buddha has also led nearly 100 monks with profound cultivation into the mansion of the two-sleeved immortals.

"Great Devil, your time of death is coming!"

"Hong forbearance is supreme, and the Buddha pays for his life!"

"The spray donor, since he is the enemy of Buddhism, even if he takes the initiative to hand over the treasures on his body at this time, he will not escape death. ”

But even if the nearly 100 monks can enter the mansion, they are not qualified to enter the hall, so they can only stand in the courtyard outside the hall and wait. Seeing Kong Qionglou walking towards this side with his hands in his hands, some Hongren monks who regarded the Buddha as their mentor couldn't hold back any longer, their eyes were full of murderous intent, and they all stopped drinking, like thunder!

Kong Qionglou had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked through calmly, not planning to pay attention to it, but finally rolled his eyes and stopped in front of the old monk who called him "spray the benefactor".

Said funny: "Old monk, what are you calling me?"

"...... Spray"

"Bang dang!"

Kick in the crotch and kick the opponent to the ground!

The old monk wanted to hide, but he couldn't. The Hongren monks gathered here with bare eyes, and the Buddha light on their bodies was steaming one after another, but no one dared to take the lead.

"Adversary, you dare!!"

"Scolding is scolding, it doesn't matter if it's ugly, but don't be serious, don't kick you, I'm sorry for the good name given by my father!"

Kong Qionglou muttered a few words, thinking that they were here to seek revenge, and they wanted to make me laugh for a long time. In a system where peerless masters kill thousands of slaughterers, if the eight thousand monks outside unite into a large array, it may be a little powerful, but dozens of monks do it like this, and it is too soft to be a sandbag.

......

Inside the hall.

The position belonging to the two-sleeved immortal was vacant, the blade fairy sat on the right side of the upper seat, Zhang Xian'er stood next to her, and the four disciples lined up in turn.

War Buddha, after all, represents the Buddha Ridge, the person who comes is a guest, and he is facing Yunlan Daxian as a guest, but he would rather choose to stand. When Kong Qionglou came in, when he passed by him, the white-robed monk with a thin body turned his head and glanced at him, but the other party regarded him as air.

Kong Qionglou smiled and greeted the blade fairy, and said a few words to the pocket fairy who had not yet had time to get familiar with when he returned from going out, and asked for a seat to sit down.

He said, "Fairy, where are you going?"

Zhang Xian'er snorted lightly and grabbed the words: "The Battle Buddha said that Brother Kong snatched the treasures that should belong to the Buddha Gate. He also wounded a monk master and killed one. The sins that have been committed are piled up, and they are almost reaching the sky, and they are asking my mother for someone in a menacing manner!"

"Fairy girl, how dare the poor monk and the blade fairy be aggressive, it's just telling an irreproachable fact. ”

Zhan Buddha was calm, bowed slightly to Zhang Xian'er, and turned to Kong Qionglou, and did not forget to salute.

Chanted: "The Taoist letter is resident, it is better to see than to hear, the poor monk and the master of Kong Shi greet each other." At the beginning, I thought that with the friendship between the Lord of the God and Demon Cave and the Lord of Tianya Pavilion, it was more likely that the Five Flame Demon Lord would bring the treasure to Tianya Pavilion, and the poor monk would guard over there. But unexpectedly, the donor did not die, and killed the Liuzhang Buddha ......"

"Fortunately, you stayed over there, if you had switched places with Lifo, you might have died. Kong Qionglou interrupted him and said playfully: "But I need to correct two points." ”

"First, the treasures of the ancient Buddhism were not robbed by me, but by the Bodhisattvas of your ancient Buddhism. I said no, and the Bodhisattva said you dare. She also said that the current monks are not very angry, and when they see you, they would rather stick their own eyes. If the war Buddha wants to discuss the Dharma, he should also ask the Bodhisattva to ask for it. ”

"Second, how can a small character like me kill ten times with one force, could it be that the dead creatures did it?"

"Kong Shangxian, this is a bit exaggerated. The person who answered the call was the Great Immortal who moved the mountain, he still had a gloomy face, and frowned: "Any war that is involved with the monk master cannot be concealed from the war Buddha." Since you have done it, why not admit it generously. Honesty on both sides is the way to solve the problem. ”

Between the Battle Buddha and the Power Buddha, there are eight stars, and that is the Eight Heavenly Trenches.

The Buddha of Ten Thousand Battles, although he is ranked sixty-three on the star list, he has practiced a Zen Taoist supernatural power "Ten Thousand Battles Return to One", and he can push his combat power forward by two or three ranks. Although it lasts for a very short period of time, and there is regurgitation. But as early as a few decades ago, he broke into a Shura field of more than 100 miles and killed a Ten Battles Shura strongly!

In the eyes of the Great Immortal, even if Kong Qionglou combined the two enlightenments, it is not yet known who will kill the deer.

"Look at what Daxian said, how dare I lie to you, if you don't kill it, you don't kill it. Kong Qionglou sneered in his heart, he knew that this guy was not on his side, and he was sincerely angry with him.

Without waiting for the mountains to move the great immortals, the palm of the Battle Buddha once again sacrificed the traces of the battle, but it was a miniature version of the battle situation again.

Kong Qionglou stared at the little people who were condensed by the funeral power jumping up and down, and saw that there was nothing to rely on, and he didn't feel ashamed. Embarrassed smile: "Ha, I think about it again, it seems that there is such a thing." I didn't expect to look at it from this angle, I'm quite majestic!"

Zhang Xian'er held back her laughter, Brother Kong is Brother Kong, and he is even so shameless...... Charming?!

The War Buddha turned to him, "Master Kong, why did you stop the war?"

"War can be stopped. ”

"Well, why stop killing?"

Kong Qionglou frowned: "Kill to stop killing." ”

Since the donor understands these truths, he naturally knows that hiding in the immortal collection and provoking a senseless dispute between the two major forces will not solve the problem. It will only magnify the little things ......"

"The Battle Buddha thinks it's a misunderstanding, as long as Zhufoling doesn't become the enemy of the Immortal Collection, I can make a promise for my husband, and we won't go to trouble Zhufoling. The Blade Fairy interrupted, "Kong Gongzi saved the lives of Xian'er and Houde, and it would be unreasonable to hand him over to you." Besides, he didn't come to us when he met Mr. Zijin. ”

The Blade Fairy rarely interjected, but as the hostess of this room, her words carried a lot of weight and clarified her position.

Hearing Mr. Zijin, Zhan Buddha's eyebrows trembled, and he was obviously very surprised.

Under the strong knife intent at the release of the blade fairy, the white-robed monk groaned slightly, raised his head fearlessly, met the sharp eyes of the blade fairy, and said loudly: "A friend, an enemy, if this is the case, then ask the fairy to pull out the apricot rain pear cloud, cut off this head, and send someone to hand it over to the holy Buddha, and the poor monk will definitely not retreat!"

"Hmph. ”

The blade fairy snorted lightly, and a hole was added to the snow-white monk's robe.

"My life and death are not trivial. Seeing this, Kong Qionglou said, "That monk, you don't have to provoke, just because you are not worthy of the fairy to draw the sword." So be it, you want to take me away, I promise you. ”

Zhan Buddha raised his eyebrows: "But?"

"But there is a premise, I won't bully you, just sit here and don't move, as long as you can walk up to me and touch the corner of my clothes!"

Everyone was stunned.

Although everyone knows that Kong Qionglou has an invisible courtyard to rely on, even in the eyes of the Blade Fairy, once the War Buddha sacrifices the means of "ten thousand battles to one" with the power of thunder, it may not be able to break his magical powers.

Yunlan Daxian laughed loudly: "Haha, Kong Gongzi is really bold, and the Battle Buddha must not be unacceptable." ”

Without asking for the opinion of the Blade Fairy, a vast white cloud has risen from his body, turning the hall into a fairyland again. The clouds blew, and the whole room began to rise, and everyone inside was enveloped in the air. The bricks and tiles of the hall are separated by the power of the clouds, but they maintain a kind of order.

"Look at the sky!"

Eight thousand monks, as well as the immortal residents within a radius of tens of miles, all found anomalies in mid-air.

"Today, the War Buddha and Kong Shi have some grievances, although they borrowed the place of the immortal collection, but it has nothing to do with the immortal collection. Yunlan Daxian's voice sounded melodiously with the mighty breeze, making a lot of noise, "Everyone, let's be a witness together." ”

The blade fairy squinted, didn't say anything, and stopped Zhang Xian'er together.

Immediately after, the clouds spread under his feet, quickly relaxed, and isolated the chair where Kong Qionglou was.

"Smack!"

Pocket Daxian looked at the faces of both parties, patted his big belly, and snapped his fingers in the air.

Above the clouds, there was a certain distortion, and suddenly a huge ball with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared, like a ball of clear water, reflecting the Kong Qionglou below. It's just that the figure is magnified many times, as if to let more people see the details of the battle!

So high-profile.

Contrary to Kong Qionglou's expectations, it also includes the Battle Buddha.

"Daoxin Resident ——!"

5,000 monks chanted in unison.

Under the disturbance of the clear clouds, the outline of the four white walls and a tree was outlined, as well as the cup of tea that Kong Qionglou had just picked up in his hand...... Obviously with a bit of eccentricity!

provoked Kong Qionglou to dislike.

The Battle Buddha didn't hesitate, he shouted violently, his eyes were blinded by blood, and his battle intent instantly soared a hundredfold. In every pore of the whole body, a drop of blood the size of a needle's eye oozed out, glued into a blood-colored battle armor!

"I will become a Buddha with ten thousand battles, please donor get up!!"

The way of battle and the way of killing are very similar, one focuses on the process and the other on the result. He seized this opportunity, and also saw the extraordinaryness of the small courtyard, regardless of the backlash, and directly used the strongest means of "ten thousand battles to one". This judgment of combat power and the grasp of fighters, even Kong Qionglou has to sigh to himself.

Jump up, lift your feet, kick the door!

But the door opened by itself and let him in, and Kong Qionglou did not sit still at all as promised.

Throw a cup!!

He doesn't talk about trustworthiness, because he doesn't like it, so he wants to kill.