The beautiful monk was broken and captured alive.

Its nose was flattened and crooked to one side, blood was gushing, and a green-skinned toad was coiled on its head, its long tongue stretched out and intimidating. Around it, Sanka held hands in a circle, and a sturdy strange donkey gasped and bit the leg of the living Buddha.

What about Thirteen Lang? He looked worse than a monk, his two forearms were bloody and fleshy, his hands were steaming as if they had been cooked, and his white stubble was exposed in many places, which was shocking.

But he won.

There is still a limit to the Judge Ghost Domain, not to mention a mortal monk whose old power has gone and the new power has not been born, Mr. Thirteen has received a lot of help, and under the desperate defense of nearly 100 people, he finally won this battle.

At this time, Shisanlang firmly clasped the monk's neck with one hand, and put two fingers on the monk's face with the other hand, and could gouge out his eyes at any time. On the other hand, the hand of the monk holding Zen is crooked and twisted, almost unable to hold it, and the other hand is obviously broken, and there is more than one place, hanging on the side of the body and dangling, which is a little pitiful, more funny and ridiculous.

Obviously, in the face of the siege of Qunxiu, the monk resisted "to death", and in the end, he was captured alive and captured alive.

It's really funny, not just because the ending is absurd, but also because the monk is laughing. He was caught in the hands of Thirteen Lang, but his expression was like a soldier who had won the championship in a thousand troops, smiling and happy.

"It's too weak. ”

The neck was buckled, and the beautiful monk's head was not easy to move, and he tried his best to bypass the two fingers that were holding his eyelids, his eyes full of disappointment.

"Weaker than I thought, much weaker. ”

This is a living Buddha? This person will be a living Buddha? How can such a person be a living Buddha?

Everyone has a question in their hearts. The strange thing is that after the initial indignation, people are surprised to find that they have no murderous intent towards this inexplicable monk! It seems to be a joke, an innocuous prank. In a daze, everyone looked around. I found that many companions saw blood, and some people were dying and seriously injured, and the three elders of the Sword Pavilion were destroyed and all injured, how can this be called a prank!

The group cultivators became angry again, and they all set their eyes on two people, one was the little palace master, and the other was the extraordinary master who was considered the second living Buddha.

The facts are absurd, and people hope that the two of them will open their eyes and take a closer look at the bald donkey in front of them, and not pretend to be.

How could that be!

"Ah, don't do that!"

Things have come to this point, and the little palace master is completely stupid. Dementia is full of dazed eyes, and it doesn't even look as good as when it was when it had amnesia. Compared with others, the extraordinary master also failed to wake up, but his frightened Cheng Dù was far exceeded, and his soul was scattered several times.

He was the most frightened when the Living Buddha came, he was the most frightened when the Living Buddha shot, he was the most frightened when everyone killed the Buddha, and he was the most frightened when the Living Buddha was defeated, until now the Living Buddha is in danger. Life and death are only in the blink of an eye, and he still "sees death as home", and he is the most frightened.

"No, sir, no, Buddha, no, no, no."

The poor master had no face. With a panicked expression, he staggered and pounced on the young wolf like a fierce lion kissing it, wanting to hug Shisanlang's thigh.

Disheveled!

The big gray hoof will kick out eight feet away. hummed, chirped, wanted to scold, and refused to let go.

"I can't."

The extraordinary master is vigorous and athletic, and he will be in the air immediately after landing. Again.

Disheveled!

The donkey was not polite to him, and it was another kick.

"I can't!"

Extraordinary landing. Again.

Another kick.

"Can't"

Bufan didn't dare to resist, not afraid of the big gray or afraid of death, just afraid of causing misunderstanding around him, in case of another volley like just now, the living Buddha must be beaten into a bone frame. He was unwilling and couldn't think of what to do, he only knew that he couldn't watch it, and he had to rush.

One death also has to prove the existence of zài, and one death refuses to let him join in the fun, one person and one donkey are more energetic, flying over and kicking back, attracting everyone's eyes to shake back and forth, and their expressions are sluggish.

"Is this a living Buddha?"

Even the ghost road is stupid, looking up and down, sighing and shaking his head. It is unforgivable that the old man consciously failed to be a man, and he would have such an idea that the goods would end up together.

Regardless of the outcome of the matter for the time being, it is certain that after today, the sacred status of the Sunset Living Buddha and even the entire Sunset Tower in the hearts of the Canglang monks has plummeted, and there is no longer the solemnity of the past.

It's not like words, it's really not like words.

"I can't!"

Under the gaze of nearly a hundred pairs of disdain, the extraordinary master called in vain, cried, rushed forward, and struggled

No one answered, except for the hoof, which was just as stubborn as he was

"If you don't fight for something, use your brain!"

Counting the world, there are only two people who can stop the extraordinary at this moment, one is of course Thirteen Lang, as long as he speaks and releases people, don't let the extraordinary not go crazy, let him strip and celebrate. Thirteen Lang refused to speak, and the other thing that could be stopped was the Living Buddha himself, who immediately started scolding.

"Sir won't kill me, cry what to cry about, what to make trouble!"

"Really?" Bufan paused for a moment, a little hesitant.

"Of course. The Living Buddha replied categorically.

"What if I kill it?" Victor Thirteen Lang finally spoke, his cold gaze not lingering on the Living Buddha for too long, but sweeping around.

"No, absolutely not," Bufan shouted again.

"Shut up!"

The Living Buddha and Shisanlang spoke at the same time, so Bufan finally shut up, sat down on the ground aggrieved, his round and thick face was full of tears and dirt, and he lived like a little daughter-in-law who had been kicked out of the house.

Thirteen Lang withdrew his gaze, looked at the Living Buddha and said, "What if I kill it?"

The monk, who was no longer beautiful, sighed and replied, "Kill it." ”

This is a living Buddha! Not only is it a ghost, but many people can't help but scold their mother.

Xu felt embarrassed himself, and the monk Yan said: "Seek benevolence and get benevolence." The gentleman killed me, but the monk's plan was still successful, and I was very powerful. You may not be able to kill it. ”

"Damn!" "Three cards and seven eyes, all embarrassed and ashamed. I wondered if we should withdraw first, don't be by this fool.

Chubby felt that it was not a shame to stop on the head of such a person, and flew away with a thud.

"This is not a living Buddha, this is a demon. I don't know how many people think so

"Fake God Domain, Vajra Dharma Body. ”

Unlike what others thought, the hand that Thirteen Lang held around the monk's neck tightened and said, "It's not like he was beaten into a dead dog. ”

The monk said calmly: "It's one thing to fight, it's another thing to kill. It's like if I kill you, it looks like it's bound to win. The results are not yet in vain for you to tap. ”

This sentence made sense, and Shisanro said, "Why did you kill me?"

The monk replied calmly: "Because you want to kill the mountain king." ”

The surrounding group cultivators were startled, and Bufan's eyes suddenly widened, and his expression was incredulous.

The dignified living Buddha, doing this kind of deed is already unbelievable, if he blows himself up and colludes with the mountain monarch again, the consequences will be

Thirteen Lang was still calm and said, "What does Shanjun have to do with you?"

The monk shook his head with difficulty and replied, "It's okay. ”

"Why did you help it?"

"I didn't help it. ”

"You're here to kill me. Didn't you say you were helping it?"

"Of course not. Buddhism cares about the people in the world, and can't let you come nonsense. ”

Hearing this, Thirteen Lang did not get angry and frowned. The expression was thoughtful.

The monk looked at him expectantly and said, "Understood?"

Thirteen Lang groaned and said: "I die, and the killing of the mountain king will end without a problem." If the mountain monarch is not alarmed, the world can avoid catastrophe. ”

The monk happily exclaimed, "Sir is really a person with wise roots. Things that others don't understand for a long time, when you think about it, you can understand it. ”

Thirteen Lang said sarcastically: "Although I prefer to treat you as a liar. But I can't help but admit that you have high prestige in other people, whether it is a true Buddha or a pseudo-monk, no matter how you say that you are a person, why are you willing to be a slave. ”

The monk shook his head and said, "Sir is wrong, the monk is not a minion, and the monk doesn't like Shanjun at all, but he can't help it." ”

Thirteen Lang said lightly: "Killing it is the way." ”

The monk calmly replied, "Do you know why no one died today?"

Thirteen Lang said mockingly: "Do you want to say that you didn't do your best, or do you want to say that your subordinates are merciful." ”

The monk shook his head and said, "Not exactly, the monk killed you with all his might." ”

His face was full of sincerity and sadness, and the monk blamed himself and said: "It is not right for the monk to kill Mr. ”

When he got this, he seemed to have become a victim! The surrounding group of cultivators were dumbfounded, but they really felt sad with the monk in their hearts, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Thirteen Lang laughed angrily and said, "It's a pity that you still didn't succeed. ”

The monk nodded seriously and said regretfully: "Yes, it's really a pity. ”

Shisanlang was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

No matter what he thought or not, the monk said to himself: "The monk came here and didn't use enough teleportation once, just to have enough time to think about whether he should kill you, the person who shouldn't be killed. ”

"Don't talk about cultivation, just talk about what you do, and you can't find a person among the younger generations who can compare with Mr.; the two realms of spirit and demons, all over the world, both have traces of you, and both sides will feel your affection and accept your kindness. ”

"It's really a pity to kill such a person. ”

After sighing, his tone changed lightly, and the monk's expression gradually became stern, and he said slowly: "The individual is very good, but it can't be compared with the whole world; the monk has traveled all over the mountains and deserts, seen all the joys and sorrows in the world, and the more he looks, the more he feels that the world is beautiful, and he can't be buried because of one person." As of last year, a letter was sent from the true person of the Heaven-Breaking Temple, stating that he had seen through the heavens, and that within three years there would be a monstrous catastrophe, endless sea of blood, and calamity to hundreds of millions of people. ”

Hearing this, Thirteen Lang sneered.

"Needless to say, I'm the one who led the robbery. ”

"The monk is the one who should be robbed. ”

After smiling, the monk replied to himself, and said, "It is inevitable that if you commit a divine cultivation with manpower, the punishment of God's anger will be borne by the whole world! If you really have the power to kill the gods but you don't, you are too weak, weak as an ant, even I can erase you with my hands." ”

"Weak and able to bewitch all directions, the monk really can't think of a way, so he has to kill you. ”

With a sad and sincere face, the monk looked at Shisanlang quietly, his eyes full of vicissitudes and pity.

"For the sake of the world, please sir die. ”

(To be continued......)