The bronze bell left by the Buddha slowly rolled on the ground, rolled into the slightly sticky blood and stopped, the blood mixed with the color of the brass, and it looked a little demonic.

With two thunderous blows, Ning Que's cultivation consumed a lot, and his face became a little pale. He bent his bow and aimed at Cheng Ziqing, who was sitting under the statue of the Stone Venerable, and confirmed that this Sword Pavilion powerhouse could no longer pose a threat to himself, so he did not shoot the second arrow, because at this time, an iron arrow was extremely precious to him.

A simple arrow made the second person of the Sword Pavilion seriously injured, he was very satisfied with the result, but he would not despise the Sword Pavilion, because he understood that if it wasn't for Mo Shanshan's help, he wouldn't have been able to do this at all.

No matter how precious the natal sword is, it is not a true life after all, Ning Que can understand this, and he does not hesitate to make a choice among the Buddhas who walk in the world in the ninety-fifth chapter of the eventful autumn of the third volume of the battle, but not many cultivators can figure out this matter in such a short period of time, so Cheng Ziqing's previous appearance in the battle made him very admired, and even a little surprised, it seems that the sword saint in the legend of the evil position is really not those characters who have a vain name.

There was a dead silence in the Buddha hall.

Ning Que was surprised by Cheng Ziqing's appearance in the battle, but he didn't know that he and Mo Shanshan were in the battle, which shocked everyone and was even more speechless The bookworm has already entered the realm of knowing fate, and Ning Que has also entered the realm of knowing fate, but after all, they are the younger generation of cultivators, and they have only been promoted to the realm of knowing fate for a few months or even more than ten days, how can they defeat the powerful Sword Pavilion with such a reputation so easily, and even seriously injure the high monks of the Hanging Temple?

The reason why this is so is because the bookworm has become a rune master, and the rune master can basically crush all the powerhouses of the Knowing Destiny Realm in the same realm, and Ning Que has the terrifying Yuan Thirteen Arrows that can cross the border to challenge, and the two of them have cultivated a tacit understanding of battle without words in the wasteland, so the seemingly impossible ending is actually doomed.

Not everyone can understand all the links in this battle, but people saw the bookworm make a move, Qu Ni Ma Di looked at Mo Shanshan gloomy curse Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 95 Walking the Buddha's mantra in the world and said: "You will let the big river ruin with the world!"

Mo Shanshan's shot was his most powerful natal rune mental power consumption Jutian, his face was slightly pale, listening to Qu Ni Ma Di's words, thinking about the prospect of the world being ruined, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his face became more and more pale.

However, looking at the weak and pitiful appearance of Sang Sang holding a black umbrella on Ning Que's back in the Buddha's light, her expression gradually returned to calm, knowing that she would not regret it after all.

Outside the quiet Buddha hall, there was a heavy wheezing sound, and everyone looked over, only to see that the dark horse was soaked and dragging a heavy carriage behind him, and behind the wheels were two ruts that were deep into the stone.

Ning Que carried Sang Sang on his back and walked into the black carriage.

The light of the Buddha, which was as free as gold and jade, then shrouded the black carriage.

The big dark horse was frightened, 1s thought that he hadn't eaten a vegetarian for several days, maybe this was retribution.

How did Ning Que know what this fool was thinking in his heart, pressed his right hand on the cold wall of the carriage, activated the talisman array, and then kicked on the big black horse's buttocks, shouting: "Don't go quickly!"

The big black horse forcibly suppressed the fear of the Buddha's light, let out a violent long hiss, dragged the carriage, and rushed towards the dozens of yellow-clothed monks who were chanting Buddhist scriptures on the stone lawn in front of the hall!

Just as he was leaving, a small box flew out of the black carriage and landed in Mo Shanshan's arms, Mo Shanshan looked at the small box in his arms, thinking what could this be?

The big black horse hissed, bared with white teeth, violently rushed to the monks in front of the hall, there are great Buddhas to block and kill Buddhas, monks to stop and step on monks, vowing to gather a bloody road between the feeling of the party from the Buddha hall to the gate of the back temple, the number of monks is not much, most of the monks are divided into groups of four sitting on the ground on both sides of the car, chanting to maintain the bell and the Buddha light array that envelops the rotten Ke.

Seeing the black carriage rushing towards with the momentum of wind and thunder, the monks on the carriageway showed a frightened look on their faces, stood up one after another, and walked to both sides, but they still maintained a posture of Heshi, and the sound of chanting did not stop.

The monks' robes were in disarray, and the monks parted to the sides like a tide, revealing the last monk.

The monk was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, with no intention of avoiding it.

The monk was wearing a tattered kapok robe, and there was a very thin layer of blue and black stubble on his head, in which a very little white was faintly visible, and the stubble was not sharp, but it was as resolute as his person, giving people the feeling that even if the whole sky collapsed, he would be able to withstand it.

The monk looked at the black carriage rushing towards him with a calm expression, and slowly stood up.

When he sits, he is like an ordinary monk.

When he stood up, he was a Buddha.

See the Buddha on the road ahead.

There is really a Buddha in front of the road.

The big black horse was frightened, and then finally suppressed by its natural violent feelings, it neighed wildly, and the half-man stood up, bent two front hooves like iron, and stepped on the monk's chest!

The monk didn't speak, just looked at the big black horse quietly and moved his thoughts.

In a thought, the ringing of the seventeen ancient bells of the Rotten Ke Temple became more and more farther away, and the breath of heaven and earth between the stone flats of the back temple was solemn.

A strong wind began on the monk's tattered kapok robe, carrying the gravel of the Far West Wasteland, and sprayed out again.

The big black horse neighed miserably, was swept up by the wind, and swept back The black carriage was driven by it, retreated more than ten zhang, and fell heavily under the stone steps in front of the Buddha hall.

A bang!

Where the black carriage came from, and where it is now.

When the monk stopped in front of the road, it couldn't leave.

It is said that the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, but can the Buddha really kill?

The monk's Dharma name is Seven Thoughts, the first disciple of the Hanging Temple, the Buddha walks in the world, and is regarded as the closest person to the Buddha in the world, and when he appears in front of the world, he is the son of the Buddha.

The black carriage fell heavily to the ground, the smashed stone steps broke and shattered, a mess, and the light of the Buddha descending from the peak of the tile mountain shone calmly here, and the atmosphere was sad and cold.

The big black horse on which the Buddha fell to the ground hissed a few times in pain, sprayed off the pink foam with blood, bent the front hooves, and the hind hooves worked hard, pedaling hard in the rocks several times, and finally stood up in the Buddha's light!

Looking at this scene, Qi Nian's expression was slightly different, he didn't expect that the willpower of this dark horse was so strong, and he could still stand up and dare to stand up under such circumstances.

The carriage of the black carriage is made of stainless steel, which is the most precious legacy of Master Yan Se, although the stone steps in front of the hall have been smashed into ruins, the carriage has not been deformed, but the door has been shattered.

In the overturned carriage, Ning Que also stood up, he picked up Sang Sang, who kept vomiting blood, carried her on his back, and then tied it tightly with a rope, took off the iron bow on his shoulder, and looked at the monk more than ten zhang away in front of the car.

In the stone flat in front of the Buddha hall, dozens of yellow-clothed monks of the Rotten Ke Temple are still chanting the Buddhist scriptures, and the Buddha light falling from the peak of the tile mountain, although there is no guidance from the Yu Lan Bell, the pillar of light falling on the black carriage has become slightly dimmed, but the Buddha light array that envelops the entire Rotten Ke Temple is becoming stronger and stronger.

The cultivators in the Rotten Kezhong Temple, at this time, somewhere to know the news that the Daughter of Light Sang Sang was the daughter of the Hades King, poured into the back temple one after another, looking at the black carriage with shocked and complicated expressions, but no matter what their true mood was at this time, if the black carriage wanted to escape, they would definitely make a move.

Ning Que guessed the identity of the evil monk.

In the face of the powerful Buddha Sect walking in the world, facing the Buddha Light Array of the Rotten Ke Temple, and facing the practitioners of the whole world, probably many people will have a feeling of despair, and even give up.

But Ning Que won't.

There is no need to despair if there is no death.

If you die, you don't have to despair.

In the face of survival, he never gave up this option, and for Ning Que, this was the simplest reason, so he didn't despair. What he had to do next was simple, just like he had been doing all these years—he tried to live until death really came.

So he bent his bow and set up his arrow, and shot it at the seven thoughts.

His movements are more steady, faster, and smoother than before.

I don't know if it's because I'm in an ancient temple, or because I've heard too many bells, or the Buddha's light is on the top, or it's a Buddha who is stopping in front of the carriage, and his archery action has a faint sense of tranquility of Buddhism.

Ordinary things and ordinary laws, just like the Buddha, are natural and without a trace of anger.

Qi Nian watched Ning Que shoot an arrow, silently admired, and then Zen Nian moved again.

Meditation moved, the seventeen ancient bells of the seventeen Buddha halls of the Rotten Ke Temple, followed by the movement, and the distant bells suddenly became as solemn as thunder and with the supreme Buddha might, constantly echoing in the temple.

The Buddha bell of the ancient temple, there is no sound and no body, the sound of the Taoist bell is endless, it is like the tide beating a layer by layer, and in an instant, it fills all the space of the rotten Kehou Temple.

The Yuan Thirteen Arrows are so powerful that they can almost ignore time, but they can't completely ignore space.

Iron arrows can appear from one place in space to another, relying on unimaginable speed, and the body of the arrow actually still has to pass through these spaces.

When the bells beat and deformed the space in the ancient temple like a tide, then after the iron arrow passed through these spaces, it naturally could not hit the target like in the real space.

With a slight sound, the turbulence of white air at the end of the iron arrow gradually disappeared.

The iron arrow was gone, and I don't know where it went.

The monk Qi Nian still stood calmly in front of the black carriage.

A moment later, the sound of a mountain cliff collapsing in the distance reached the temple.

The Buddhist scriptures once said.

The Buddha is in the heart, and the world is very close, even if you do not keep the precepts, day and night wine and meat through the intestines, laughing in the world, as long as you follow the Buddha's principles, then you can still become a Buddha.

However, the Buddha is very far away, even if you keep the precepts day and night, and sincerely chant the scriptures, as long as you occasionally make a mistake and do something that is not in line with the Buddha's principles when you don't even know it, then you still can't become a Buddha.

The Buddha is close at hand, but far away in the sky.

Just like Ning Que's arrow, it is already as natural as the Buddha's huā.

But what he wants to shoot is the treatment of the world.

So the arrow had to go to the edge of the sky. ！！！