Chapter 159: Donor, Please Stay!

In the waterhole, Qingfeng had just comprehended and completely controlled the law of earth attributes, and a ray of light rose to the sky.

The powerhouses everywhere saw the dazzling earthy yellow light, and they all wanted to make the light shine out.

No one would have known that that light actually broke through the barrier between the two worlds of immortals and mortals, and went straight to the heavens, lingering in the sky above the immortal realm for a long time.

Xianting, the titular ruler of the fairy world.

The Immortal Court's proposition is Xiao Fan, the peak cultivation of the Immortal Emperor, and he is one of the strongest people in the Immortal Realm.

In the Immortal Court Cabinet, the five Immortal Emperor powerhouses gathered together, discussing the orders coming out of the unknown.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the other four people, his face was grim, and his tone was a little worried, "What do you think of the vision that appeared this time and the order of the unknown place?" ”

"Zhang Daoyou, I don't think this matter is necessarily a bad thing, the fairy world has been living for a long time, it's time to make some changes....."

"Donghua said cautiously, we may not fully understand the strength of the unknown, once we are alert, we will never recover....."

"The Quartet Daoist friends are too worried, this matter is known to the five of us, we have been friends for hundreds of thousands of years, is there anything not to worry about?"

"I think it's better to be careful, we don't know the cultivation of those people in the unknown place, and we don't fully know what the means are......

"yes, that's not going to happen for now; The most important thing we should do now is to find that person, whether it is to control it or to win it over, and it will not be too late to talk about it when the time comes......"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

After a few statements, several people agreed to find the man.

…………………

Boom, Qingfeng's figure appeared above the waterhole, and a strong momentum made Murong Tianxue, who was nervous in the distance of the waterhole, suddenly feel difficult to breathe.

Several people looked at Qingfeng in shock, and their hearts were horrified, in just one month, his momentum was terrifying?

There was a look of envy in his eyes, and there was a little bitterness in his heart, in a short period of time, Qingfeng went from being almost like himself to the point where it was extremely difficult for him to shoot a horse, which was really unacceptable, but he had to accept it.

People are really angry compared to people, is there such a big gap between himself and genius?

Countless fragmented thoughts appeared in the hearts of several people, and the gaze looking at Qingfeng became complicated.

"I said, what's wrong with you?" Qingfeng naturally saw the expressions of several people, and asked helplessly.

"Hmph, you're terrible now, your strength is stronger than mine, I don't know if it's less, I think it won't be long before you reach the point where you can't reach the point of being unreachable......"

Although Murong Tianxue was bitter, her tone was still unrelenting, and she looked at Qingfeng very unkindly.

"Hey, I can't say it, my strength has improved, aren't you safer? Okay, let's go, let's go to Emperor Dayu's Palace. ”

After saying that, Qingfeng took the lead in turning around and moving towards the original goal.

"Amitabha! Donor, please stay! ”

A Buddha horn came into my ears.

A fat monk appeared in front of Qingfeng and stopped his progress.

"Master agrees?" Qingfeng frowned and asked unswervingly.

The fat monk clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, dare to ask the donor if he got something in this pool?" ”

"Yes and what, and what is not?" Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

"Donor, this thing is the lost thing of my Buddhism, and I hope the donor will return it! Amitabha! ”

The fat monk's tone was flat, but the threat contained in it was obvious, and at the same time, a Buddha cultivation was released.

"Hehe, what is the master talking about?" Qingfeng sneered in his heart and asked rhetorically.

"Donor, the monks don't speak, and ask the donor to return my Buddhist relics, my Buddhism is grateful!"

The fat monk didn't answer, and still let Qingfeng return.

This made Qingfeng's heart angry, and his tone gradually became less pleasant.

"Master, I respect you as a monk, and I didn't want to deal with you, but you bald donkey is too greedy, and it really violates the four major monks who are empty."

"Amitabha, donor, the Buddha said that letting go is true, I want to give the donor the true meaning of the way, but the donor is stubborn, good and good!"

"Even so, the poor monk himself let the benefactor understand what is true."

The fat monk smiled, not angry, but one palm turned into a claw, and slowly grabbed Qingfeng's shoulder.

It seems to be a light palm, but in fact, it does not reveal a strong power at all, and it is heavily pressed on Qingfeng's shoulder, making it impossible to dodge.

Qingfeng sighed that the fat monk's strength was strong, but he really disdained it in his heart.

True Qi and dark luck are concentrated on the shoulder, making the shoulder like an iron wall, and at the same time, the law of destruction is also hidden in the shoulder.

"Bang", the fat monk grabbed Qingfeng's shoulder, Qingfeng's shoulder did not shake in the slightest, and at the same time, the law of destruction poured out of the fat monk's palm, and quickly went towards the heart along the meridians.

"Poof", the fat monk spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and his face was pale.

"You ....." The fat monk pointed to the breeze, his face was no longer light, and there was hatred in his eyes, "Donor, the poor monk is so good to talk to you, but you are plotting against me, I am really a Buddha." ”

As soon as the words fell, the poor monk was about to turn around and leave.

Qingfeng didn't want to let it go, and no one would know about his control of the Law of Destruction.

"Why did the master leave, let's stay!"

"Donor, do you really want to kill the poor monk and fight the Buddha without dying?" When the poor monk saw this, he knew that he couldn't go in peace, and his tone became stiff.

"Didn't the master say he wanted my treasure? Didn't you say that this thing is related to you? Why not stay and check it out? ”

Qingfeng did not show the slightest mercy, and locked the fat monk with a strong momentum, once he had the opportunity, it was a thunderous blow.

"Donor, the fat monk found that this thing and the donor are really related, the little monk can leave, will not leak the slightest, and hope that the donor will let the little monk go, what is it?"

The fat monk's tone became a little begging.

Qingfeng was unmoved, this matter was related to the safety of himself and Murong Tianxue, so naturally he couldn't be soft-hearted.

Seeing Qingfeng's firm gaze, the fat monk knew that there was no chance, but he was unwilling to be restrained, and with a move of both hands, the hungry tiger pounced on the food like a fierce attack by the breeze, and a phantom appeared behind the fat monk.

This is a chubby monk with a smile on his face, without the slightest murderous intent, but it makes Qingfeng feel a hint of threat.

"Maitreya Buddha? Hehe, that won't change the result. ”

"The Great Heaven Destroys the Fist, break it for me." Qingfeng roared in his heart, and with a punch containing the law of destruction, he blasted towards the phantom of Maitreya Buddha used by the fat monk.

The disbelief on the phantom's face dissipated in the air, but the fat monk kept spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"You, I see..... poor monk is unwilling......" the poor monk said intermittently, his eyes slowly dissipating.

Twisting his head, his neck crooked to the side.

Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the fat monk who fell to the ground, without the slightest pity in his heart.