The night is as cool as water.

Seeing the two ghost kings enter the city, the figure of the old Buddha melted into the shadows, and rushed to the West Tianling Mountain, but when passing through a secluded place, he suddenly heard that the autumn leaves were slaughtered, and the sword qi attacked.

He was shocked.

didn't have time to think too much, bent his hand and raised it in front of his chest, his palm was suddenly pushed horizontally, the Buddha Gate Fearless Seal met the sword qi, the Buddha light collided with the sword light, and he took a few steps back.

"Rustle."

The bamboo strips are swaying, the sword wind is blowing the bones, the old Buddha is in the gods, and he looks around vigilantly:

"Who is it?"

"Tsk."

A tongue-smacking sound with a bit of banter came from behind him, and the storm was stagnant.

Lao Buddha reflexively turned his head and saw a boy and a girl, a handsome young man who was almost bewitching, with his arms around him, leaning on Cuizhu, looking him up and down:

"It seems."

"The overhaul of the gods is not as omniscient and omnipotent as the legend says, it is obviously under your nose, and it can still be infiltrated by the meticulous work from the Netherworld."

As soon as this statement came out.

Lao Buddha's pupils dilated instantly, and he subconsciously gave birth to the urge to kill people.

He is an undercover agent planted by Huang Quan in Leiyin Temple.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are struggles, and the underworld is not monolithic: Xudu City, Huangquan Road, Nai He Bridge, Senluo Hell...

The various prefecture forces are basically working independently.

Therefore.

Rao is also the lord of the city of Xudu, who is also from the underworld, and he doesn't know his heels.

Outcome.

The uninvited human son in front of him broke the sky with one word.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Lao Buddha weighed the pros and cons, but after all, he forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, because after secretly deducing countless possibilities, he was shocked to find that he couldn't see through the other party!

Even.

He didn't know when the other party came behind him, which can only show one situation: the strength of the person who came was far better than him, invincible, and he would die!

Furthermore.

The previous sword qi obviously had the element of mercy on his subordinates, otherwise it would not have been dissolved so easily, since this is the case, if you can talk about it, you can talk about it, and if you can't talk about it, you can talk about it.

The old Buddha, who died once, spared his life more than anyone else.

"Haven't you always been curious, the person behind Yu Lian?"

"It's you!"

Chen Yi always maintained a light smile on his face, and the words he said were called the self-proclaimed old Buddha who was not shocked, and his heart turned over the river and the sea, setting off monstrous waves.

The mysterious backer behind the golden cicada is standing in front of him alive?

And.

Just the tip of the iceberg of hidden strength revealed on the surface, it is terrifyingly unreasonable... What's the matter with this guy? How could I have never heard of it before?

"Actually, I didn't want to be born so early."

Chen Yi shook his head helplessly: "But you did it to my disciple, I can't ignore it, and it just so happens that the secret on your body has successfully attracted my attention..."

Speaking of which.

The smile suddenly converged, becoming expressionless, and the coercion slowly bloomed, causing the void to tremble: "So, are you obediently cooperating, or are you going to be searched for souls?" ”

Just a moment.

Lao Buddha felt that his soul was about to be torn apart by the other party's sword intent, and for the first time, he had a sense of insignificance when the ants looked up at the giant and the sky, and the biting chill spread throughout his body.

Like falling into an ice cave.

A deep despair and powerlessness ensued, forcing him to fall to his knees to relieve the pain of his suffocation, and his consciousness was being stripped away little by little.

Darkness strikes.

It was as if the terrifying hallucination of a lonely boat in the storm made the old monk understand that if he didn't do something to remedy it, it would be a coercion alone...

It was enough to crush him alive!

Thereupon.

He decisively gave up his arrogance as a major cultivator of the Mortal Realm, prostrate, raised his left hand, tried his whole strength, and shouted: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency spares your life!" ”

The coercion is gone.

"Whew, whew..."

A narrow escape.

Lao Buddha lay on the ground and breathed in the fresh air, there was a burst of coolness on his back, and he reached out to touch it before he woke up, and unconsciously, cold sweat had soaked through his robe:

"You, all of them are mortal realms, why, why are you so strong?"