"Amitabha—"

A long and long sound of the Buddha's horn came from a distance, the sound was full of peace, when the sound reached here, everyone was shocked to find that the strong momentum they had finally mustered was actually dissolved by this bland Buddha horn. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's right, it's so easy, to put it mildly, it's invisible.

This is like a strong man, who has enough strength, gathers the strength of his whole body at one point, and is about to release an unprecedented thunderous blow, when he is suddenly numbed by someone, causing paralysis all over his body. At this time, let alone punching hard, even if you want to move, you can't move. That kind of extremely embarrassing situation suddenly appeared in the crowd.

With just one Buddha name, such an incredible effect can be achieved.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, what kind of strong man is this, how can he have such power? Could it be that among the Buddhas, in addition to Nansi Buddha, there is another Buddha.

Yu Linghe and Bailongma both had bright eyes, different from the apprehension in the hearts of others. After hearing this Buddha name, their originally hanging hearts really let go. Because they have already recognized who this Buddha name comes from.

As long as this being comes forward, can today's crisis still be called a crisis?

Sure enough, after hearing this Buddha name, Nan Si Buddha's eyes immediately lit up.

He took a deep look at Yu Linghe, suddenly laughed, waved his robe, and turned around and hurried away in the direction of the sound of the Buddha's horn. There was infinite joy in his laughter, and it seemed that even the Qi Luck Supreme Treasure Mist Spirit on Yu Linghe's body had become insignificant at this moment.

"This, what's going on?" Xue Mo asked inexplicably after smacking his mouth a few times.

The rest of the people were also puzzled, and looked inexplicably in the direction of Nan Sifo's departure. The old man of the fishman frowned, and said, "Everyone, be careful, if he suddenly kills a horse pistol......

"No, it won't. Heng Yuening said without hesitation: "As a Buddha, I would never disdain to do such a thing." ”

The old man opened his mouth, but he didn't hold on after all.

Indeed, for the sake of luck, the Buddha pulled down to stop them, which is already the limit. But what tricks the Buddha would play, such as deliberately retreating, letting them relax their vigilance, so as to sneak attack or something.

Well, even the old man himself doesn't believe it, let alone the others.

Xue Mo looked into the distance, with an indescribable look of horror in his eyes, and muttered, "That...... Who is it?"

Everyone's expressions were slightly condensed, and they all knew that what Xue Mo was asking was the person who proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Yu Linghe smiled slightly and said, "Xue Mo, what kind of person do you think is that?"

Xue Mo thought about it seriously and said, "I don't know, but when the Buddha horn entered my ears, it reminded me of an adult." ”

Yu Linghe was stunned and asked, "Who?"

"Phantom Demon God-sama!"

"What, Divine Killer?" the old fish-man couldn't help but exclaim.

The Phantom Demon God, the originator of the Phantom Clan, is the most powerful existence in the past. In the First War of the Gods, there were as many as 100 gods who fell under his hands.

Today, the greatest reliance and secret starry sky world of the ancient Shumen is inherited from this unborn powerhouse.

And listening to Xue Mo's tone, the owner of the Buddha number can be compared with phantom gods and demons, which makes people feel deeply incredible.

"Hehe, Xue Mo, your ear power is still a little bit. Yu Linghe said sincerely: "This lord is indeed comparable to the Phantom God and Demon Lord. ”

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and they knew that Yu Linghe already knew the origin of that person.

However, thinking about it carefully, the power contained in that voice, and Nan Sifo's strange reaction, everyone vaguely felt that perhaps Yu Linghe's words were not exaggerated.

"Strange...... Xue Mo frowned, and said, "Why can't I think of any other great power in the Buddhist sect?"

Yu Linghe laughed in his heart, it's normal if you can't think of it, if you can think of it, then there will be ghosts.

In the past, the Buddha Candle Tianqi had long since retired, and even many holy monks in Buddhism had only heard of this name, but they had no chance to meet, how could Xue Mo know?

Although it is within the Buddhist gate, there must be demon ears, eyes and spies. However, such historical figures are not in their care.

Yu Linghe waved his hand and said, "Okay, since Nan Sifo has made way of the way, let's hurry up." ”

Xue Mo shuddered and hurriedly said, "Yes, if that...... He suddenly repented, and it would be troublesome to block the road again. ”

Yu Linghe and others are all for it, and since characters like the Buddha can't be stopped once, where is it possible not to be cheeky enough to stop the second time. This is a Buddha, not a ruffian.

However, after listening to Xue Mo's words, everyone still unconsciously sped up a little faster.

Of course, they are also people with status, and they will not run away in embarrassment.

But even so, after half a day, they managed to leave the Southern Division Domain and enter the realm of the Daodong Domain.

At this point, all the worries in everyone's hearts were truly put down.

Since they have set foot here, it means that the strong people of Buddhism have really given up. Otherwise, they will definitely encircle within the southern division, and if they come across the border to provoke, the meaning of this is completely different. Even if Nan Si Buddha was there in person, he couldn't take on this heavy responsibility.

Yu Linghe's heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head and stared behind him.

There, a figure slowly appeared, it was Master Xuanling.

However, at this moment, Master Xuanling's face was peaceful, as if he had let go of some heavy burden, whether it was body or mind, he was in an extremely delicate realm.

Master Xuanling bowed to everyone from afar, and said loudly: "Yu donor, donor, Xue Mo donor, have a safe journey." ”

Yu Linghe smiled dumbly and said, "Thank you, Master Xuanling." ”

Xue Mo's face darkened slightly, he suddenly stomped his feet heavily, and shouted: "Little monk, next time we will compete again, and see who has slaughtered more gods!"

If they meet again next time, perhaps the enemy they will face will no longer be descendants of gods, but real gods.

Master Xuanling chuckled lightly and waved his hand slightly to everyone.

They went to the Ten Thousand Demon Tower for several years, and naturally formed a deep friendship. Master Xuanling truthfully returned to the sect, which was to do his duty, but he felt guilty about Linghe and others.

However, after a Buddha horn in the distance, Nan Si Buddha obviously gave up the fog spirit, which also allowed the dead knot in Master Xuanling's heart to be resolved.

After this psychological change, Master Xuanling's state of mind has reached a higher level, and there is even the possibility of transformation.

Coupled with the huge wealth he has gained from the haze world, maybe when they meet again, they will really be able to see a very different super person.

Yu Linghe turned around and gently patted the white dragon horse, and the white dragon horse suddenly understood, opened his wings, flew into the sky, and flew towards the ancient Shu Gate.

Behind him, everyone showed their magic and followed from afar.

Seeing Yu Linghe and the others completely stay away, Master Xuanling muttered: "Master Yu, thank you." ”

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Nan Sifo walked slowly, but with each step, it seemed as if he had stepped through countless spaces. At this time, he seemed to be walking on flat ground, but in fact, he had already gone through countless circles. The space around him had already rippled in circles, as if a cracked black hole would form at any moment and swallow him.

Yu Linghe guessed correctly, in this world, the power he can use is extremely limited. If he exceeds this boundary, then he will be rejected by the world and swallowed up by space.

This is because he belongs to the natives of this world, and if those foreign gods dare to come in their true bodies or doppelgangers, they are afraid that they will have already disappeared before they appear.

Of course, if you come by projection, you can hold on for some time. But the problem is that that little bit of time and power really doesn't have much effect in front of a powerhouse at the level of a thought of sanctification.

However, no matter how the space around him changed, it seemed that it could not affect Nan Si Fer's firm and fearless heart.

He always followed in the footsteps of the one in front of him, just like he did many, many years ago, without flinching, without fear, with an open and firm Buddha heart.

After a long time, the spatial fluctuations in front of him finally stopped.

A figure that was not tall appeared in front of him, and sighed lightly: "What are you doing here?"

Nan Sifo stepped forward, came to him, and saluted, "Master, disciple has seen you again." ”

Candle Tianqi chuckled: "Yes, I finally let you catch up with this kid." ”

He smiled and spoke, but there were two meanings in his words.

After so many years of practice, the current cultivation of Nansi Buddha is no longer under him.

Nansi Buddha proclaimed the Buddha's name and said: "The disciple is vainly greedy, but fortunately the master reminded him, otherwise he will fall into the sea of greed, and he will never recover." ”

Candle Tianqi shook his head slightly, and said: "What you are asking for is the treasure of luck, for the 10,000-year foundation of Buddhism, not selfish desires, and not greed." It's just ......" he sighed lightly and said, "You have met someone whose luck has gathered, but you are helpless. ”

Nan Sifo's face was extremely regretful, and said: "That Yu Linghe obviously has a fate with the Buddha, but it is a pity." ”

Candle Tianqi sighed lightly: "It's a blessing and a curse...... Hey, since he is with the son of luck and has the fate of the studio, it is unknown whether what Shumen can get in the end is the fortune of the human race in the next generation or the catastrophe of annihilation. ”

Nan Sifo pondered for a long time and said, "There are no eggs under the nest, and we must not stand idly by." ”

"Amitabha—"

The sound of two Buddha trumpets sounded one after another, with strange power, spread throughout the Nansi region.

(To be continued.) )