The old man black and some other loose cultivators, as well as those monks from small sects, hurriedly retreated, so as not to be killed for no reason.

It is not sad to be hit and killed, but the sad thing is that the perpetrator is too powerful, and if he dies, he will die in vain, which is unacceptable.

"Amitabha."

When everyone was in shock, a Buddha horn came from a distance, the sound was like a bronze bell Da Lu, the sound went straight to the depths of the heart, majestic and sacred, making people deafening.

A figure flew from a distance, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it flew to Huanyue Island.

It was a middle-aged monk, tall, with a strange face, dry skin, bronzed, faintly with a hint of golden light, and a kind of strong and indestructible, indestructible qi flow.

Especially a pair of eyes, which look dull and dull, but they have a terrifying power that penetrates people's hearts.

But everyone who looks at these eyes has a sense of peace and tranquility in their hearts, and they want to bow and worship.

"Why are these little friends innocent, why should thousands of Taoist friends hurt them?"

Saying this, the middle-aged monk had caught up with the bronze carriage in an instant.

"Oh dragon elephant, why are you acting coy? Your "Dragon Elephant Destruction Tribulation Sutra" uses the calamity as food, and every time you grow the Dao, isn't it necessary to deliberately lay out and cause calamity, so as to gain cultivation? ”

In the bronze carriage, a slightly disdainful voice came out.

"Thousands of machine Taoist friends are wrong in what they say." The Dragon Elephant Zen Master is righteous and stern: "The dragon elephant of the poor monk broke the robbery and tribulation scriptures, and walked the way of destroying the calamity and calamity, and obtaining merit in heaven and earth. ”

The master of the thousand machine snorted coldly: "Hmph, you Buddhism has the most powerful mouth, you can talk about lotus flowers, and the old man doesn't say much to you, and you will have your own plans later." ”

“.”

When a few Yin Gods walked away, everyone looked at the few pools of blood on the ground, wanting to cry without tears, and there was a feeling of sadness in the death of a rabbit and a fox in their hearts.

This is the sorrow of the little people.

and when they die, there is no one to decide for them.

In other words, it's a sentence: What does it have to do with me to destroy you?

Most of the cultivators present were not very high, but at least they were quite familiar with the style and law names of the few Yin Gods in the past just now.

It is rumored that this powerful person was a cow boy in the mountains, and then accidentally bumped into a white deer, so he chased it away, and as a result, he bumped into the fairy fate by fate, and became a yin god step by step.

Another person on the Thousand Machines is also a well-known overhaul overseas, this person has been enlightened for thousands of years, has an extreme temperament, and can almost turn into a living soul with a puppet immortal technique, and anything in his hands can be used by him and turned into a puppet.

The last dragon elephant Zen master, from an overseas branch of Buddhism Longwang Temple, a body of mana shocking ghosts and gods, walking the way of the Tao with strength, a body of mana is extremely powerful, in many overseas inheritances, only the strength of the mana can be called the top three overseas.

The Yin God is powerful, has a long lifespan of thousands of years, and has a terrifying mana like moving mountains and reclamation in every move, if the Yuan Shen does not come out, he is the top monk in this world, and he is really immortal!

In the eyes of these top monks, these little people are no different from ants.

The old man in the black heart palpitated, and suddenly regretted coming here.

But now that you have worked so hard to get here, if you go back, won't it be in vain?

"Huh? Mo Daoyou, it's you! ”

was entangled, the old man heard someone calling him, followed the reputation, and saw that the person who spoke was wearing a golden crown and dressed as a Taoist, and it was clearly his old acquaintance Jinguan Taoist.

Seeing the old friend, he noticed that the other party's tone was obviously more polite than before, and the old man showed a smile: "It turned out to be a golden crown Taoist." It seems that Daoyou is also planning to take this opportunity to buy some things. ”

The two chatted a few words, and the Golden Crown Daoist's eyes flashed slightly, and he said curiously: "By the way, Poor Dao heard that Mo Daoyou, you and that herring fish senior are actually from the same family, but is there such a thing?" ”

In fact, this matter is also hearsay, in addition to this matter, he also heard that the Qingyu Dao people have excavated a red fire copper vein on the territory of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, and the old man of the black old man has won the attention of the Qingyu Dao people and has gained many benefits.

Originally, the Golden Crown Dao Leader didn't believe it, but when he saw the spirit wood flying boat under the black old man's body, as well as the more exquisite and profound aura on his body, he believed it for seven or eight points, and his heart suddenly felt a little pantothenic.

Think about it before, this old thing was inferior to himself in terms of net worth and cultivation, but now, the other party has left him behind.

All this is just because the other party has climbed a powerful strongman!

Secretly said that this old thing was really smoking from the ancestral grave, and he actually encountered such a good thing.

"Don't hide it from fellow Daoists, it's true." The old man laughed.

Seeing that the old man Hei admitted it himself, the Golden Crown Daoist was crazy with jealousy, and he smiled reluctantly on the surface, and said: "Being valued by the herring seniors, Daoist friends are really lucky." ”

As they were talking, suddenly, a majestic coercion swept over from afar.

The two of them breathed sluggishly, their chests tightened, and they fell to the ground with a poof.

Not only the two of them, but many of the monks around, whether they were born or nurtured, or Dao Jindan, were seriously affected.

Those who cultivated stronger only fell from the sky, barely standing, and their whole bodies trembled. The magic weapons and true qi on the body of the weak cultivator were not controlled, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"What's going on here?"

The two old men were shocked and confused, but they saw a commotion around them, and at the same time, there was a deafening sound in the distance behind them.

Barely looking back, he saw a scene he would never forget.

In that distant sky, there stood two terrifying figures, fighting fiercely, and that coercion came from where. Thousands of miles apart made it difficult for the cultivators to breathe and move.

One of them is 10,000 feet tall, with six arms, each arm holds a magic weapon, there are sawtooth magic sword, yin demon flag, white bone rosary, black gold magic knife, swinging bell, soul pot, just a silhouette, it makes people give birth to a flawless, but terrifying feeling, its body is wrapped around the dark red yin thunder, black corpse flames, like gods and demons descending into the world.

Within a radius of 10,000 miles, it was filled with purple and black, and the rich gray and purple qi were entangled, turning into large areas of purple and black, infecting this piece of heaven and earth like a demon domain, which seemed to contain countless terrifying yin ghosts and monsters.

Just by looking at it, many people will spurt blood from their mouths and noses, as if struck by lightning, and their hearts are full of demonic thoughts and desires.

On the surface of the sea, there were countless floating corpses, many of which were infected by the aura of corpses and had turned into ghouls.

(End of chapter)