With a flash of light, the god of fire descended.

Han Xuan, the murderer of the son, was finally killed, so he naturally wanted to come over to take a look.

Then, the next moment, the god of water descended.

His henchmen were killed in a hurry, and he naturally had to come over.

So, the god of fire and the god of water looked at each other from afar, and the cold light flashed in their eyes.

After a moment, the two gods didn't say a word, and turned to leave at the same time, leaving only Night Wind and Chikui Daluo on the scene.

Night Wind and Chi Kui Da Luo glanced at each other a little embarrassed, and then Chi Kui Da Luo was about to turn around and leave with a fist.

The ghost world is still in a neutral state at present, and the strength of the night wind is amazing, even if Chikui Daluo is unwilling in his heart, the etiquette that should be there is still no less.

"Do you want to leave after erasing the traces?" the cold voice of the night wind rang out.

Chikui Daluo turned around, frowned, and his breath was full to the extreme, "I don't know what His Majesty the Ghost King means?"

Although he is polite, it doesn't mean that he will be afraid of the night wind!

Night Wind looked at him with a cold smile on his face, "Your illusion is indeed very strong, but it's a pity that you are reluctant to trap me." ”

The night wind's cold gaze fell on Chikui Daluo...... above.

Chikui Daluo's face sank, "Are you underestimating me?"

With a roar, Chikui Daluo smashed out with a punch. Of course he is not stupid, and he dares to use Da Luo's body to make a move against a quasi-saint like Night Wind.

This is the territory of the god of fire, and Night Wind is the person on the side of the god of water by default, if he makes a move, the current neutral state of the ghost world will be broken, and then ...... The god of fire will take action and teach Night Wind to be a man in minutes!

Night Wind frowned, stepped out, and hundreds of phantoms shot out of him.

Hundreds of phantoms made Chikui Da Luomeng.

"Hmph!" with a cold snort, Chi Kui Da Luo turned to leave. The strength of the night wind is too strong, and if you dodge it bvotedly, Chikui Daluo couldn't even catch up.

Seeing him leave, Night Wind's eyes were cold, his figure flashed, and he followed behind Chikui Daluo like a ghost.

Chikui Daluo's strength naturally couldn't get rid of the tracking of the night wind.

He was furious, roared, and wanted to turn his head and fight the night wind. But the night breeze was slippery and did not clash with him head-on at all.

Even the god of fire, who is the king, can only ignore this situation. Night Wind is a quasi-saint, he is willing to waste time pestering a big Luo, and the god of fire is not easy to say.

Just think about the subordinates that the Emperor Hou gave to Night Wind, as a quasi-holy, let alone pestering a Da Luo, even if you directly find the God of Fire to ask this Da Luo to go over! Of course, it is naturally not possible in this tense situation now.

However, the figure of Night Wind suddenly stopped, and the next moment he turned to leave.

Chikui Daluo was just a blink of an eye, and the night wind had disappeared into the sky. He was a little confused, "What's going on?"

The figure flashed, and while the night wind maintained a large range of spatial blockade, it left the Vulcan territory at an extremely fast speed.

In the middle of a barren mountain range, far away from the armies of the gods of water and fire, the night wind stopped.

He looked ahead, his face was not only cautious but also solemn, "Led me here, didn't you show up?"

The golden light shone brightly, and a bald monk sitting cross-legged on a cyan lotus platform appeared in the air.

He looked down at the Night Breeze, his expression calm and serene, "Amitabha, Night Wind Daoist, there are many offenses. ”

The messenger token in the storage bracelet flashed, and the night wind breathed a sigh of relief after sending the coordinate information to Houtu. He looked at the bald monk and raised his eyebrows, and asked in surprise, "You have already entered Buddhism?"

Night Wind remembers it very clearly, Buddhism should have appeared after the Great War of the Gods, why did it come now?

However, when he said such a casual word, the bald monk's face changed drastically.

The cyan lotus platform flashed, the bald monk's eyes widened, and the terrifying aura exploded.

Night Wind's face changed, and he was pressed back by the terrifying aura.

The bald monk's face sank, "How do you know about Buddhism?"

Eh, isn't everyone knowing? The night breeze was clouded, "Is there anything strange about this?"

"Are you pretending to be stupid?" a high-pitched Sanskrit chant, the bald monk raised his palm, and slammed it out.

In front of the night wind, the light flashed, and a thousand golden palms slapped down violently.

"Slash!" A flash of sword light flashed and slashed into the palm of his hand.

With a roar, the night wind tossed away like rags.

"Ahem!" spitting blood, Night Wind's face turned pale, "You've become a false saint!"

Hearing this, the bald monk immediately shouted, and the blue lotus under the seat shone brightly. He raised his palm, and pushed it out, and the golden light was full, instantly drowning the night wind.

The golden light is just light, but it is as thick as honey, and the night wind is a flying insect that is gluttonous and trapped in honey.

He struggled, but sank deeper and deeper into the golden light.

In the sea of knowledge of the night wind, golden light quietly penetrated in, gradually dyeing his sea of knowledge golden.

"Oops!" Night Wind's expression was instantly indifferent, and the extreme path was pushed to the extreme.

In the sea of knowledge, the pitch-black light of his primordial spirit shone brightly, shining on the sea of knowledge, and expelling all the golden light that seeped in.

The bald monk frowned, this situation surprised him very much, obviously he was just a quasi-saint, how could he stop his immersion?

"Hmph!" with a cold snort, the bald monk raised his hand, and a golden beam of light fell on the head of the night wind.

Swish!

The night wind raised his hand violently and raised his shield above his head.

Rumble!

The shield shattered, and the night wind smashed into the ground.

"Poof!" spurted blood, and the night wind rushed out of the ground: it's over, it's going to be overturned!

I don't know why, the usher who has entered Buddhism has become a false saint, and in comparison, he is not a quasi-saint at all!

"Help, Master, why haven't you come yet!"

He had sent a message to the Emperor of the Soil before, and at her speed, it should have arrived by now, why hasn't it appeared yet!

"Master, if you don't come again, I'll be killed!"

He frantically sent messages to the Emperor Houtu, but received no reply.

"What's going on?" his face changed suddenly, "Is it banned?"

Although the messenger token is very convenient, it will be invalid when it comes to the targeted circle.

The bald monk on the lotus platform sneered, and endless light swayed out from the back of his head, and the space within a radius of hundreds of miles was frozen like a rock. Not to mention the messenger, even if it is a flying escape, it will be violently suppressed.

Night Wind's face sank: I can only delay time!

......

In the red blood river, huge waves rose, and the shadow blade was like a dragon out of the water.

......

The bald-headed usher raised his palm, and a golden rune appeared in his palm, "Death!"

With a low shout, the huge golden palm fell.

In an instant, the night breeze slapped into the ground.

"I even know Buddhism, this person must not stay!" The thought in his heart moved, and the Taoist chanted loudly, pointing out.

The golden Buddha's light pierced through the thick earth and shot into the night wind.

"Khooth!"

The sword light shattered the Buddha's light, and the night wind rushed out of the ground. As soon as he raised his hand, dozens of sword lights slashed towards the bald head on the lotus platform to lead the Taoist.

The broken blade was not in his hand, and he didn't have an innate treasure, so he could only use a top-level innate spirit treasure to fill up.

Although he is strong and even comparable to a pseudo-saint if he shoots with all his strength, he does not have an innate supreme treasure, so he is naturally not an opponent of a pseudo-saint.

The blue lotus under the seat of the Daoist shone brightly, directly shattering the sword light that had been cut off.

"This is still hairy!" Night Wind's face sank, this kind of place can't even escape, so you can only survive!

However, it turns out that there is no end to the sky!

The terrifying sword light suddenly shone brightly, and a single glance cut through the solidified space of the Daoist. The figure flashed, the pitch-black robe fluttered in the wind, and the shadow blade stood in front of the bald Daoist, his face indifferent.

"Who are you?!" The face of the person who received the Tao changed, there are only a few false saints in the world, why did another one pop up?

Shadow Blade looked at him coldly, and suddenly sneered, "I didn't expect you to devote yourself to Buddhism so early, it's really surprising!"

The face of the indiducer changed again, "How do you know Buddhism?"

Like Nightwind, Shadowblade frowned, "Isn't that weird?"

"Are you pretending to be stupid?" The person who received the Daoist had a sinking face and a murderous aura, not at all like the performance he would have if he sat on the lotus platform. However, Shadow Blade is not like Night Wind, he is a real sub-saint, not a quasi-saint like Night Wind that can be compared.

The person who received the Daoist could only say in a deep voice, "I got the inheritance from the extraterrestrial starry sky, and so far only I know the word Buddhism!"

Shadow Blade frowned, "Are you sure?" Buddhism was obviously created by a Taoist guide, how did it become a lineage in the extraterrestrial starry sky?

Hearing Shadow Blade's question, the usher was unexpectedly silent. After a moment, he sighed, "I see...... You're one of his people, so that's why you know?"

"His people?" Night Wind frowned, as if he had found something interesting.

"Could this be the one behind you?" asked Shadowblade in a deep voice.

"You don't know?" the face of the usher changed: Mistaken?

"Who the hell are you?"

Shadowblade was silent for a moment, then made a decision. He raised his hand, and a heavy curtain of light fell, enveloping a hundred zhang square.

He thought for a moment and spoke, "I'm a Demon Realm monk. ”

The usher was stunned for a moment, understood, and said with a wry smile, "I see." ”

"I thought you were his person, but I didn't expect you to be a person from the Demon Realm. The person who received the Tao could see it, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It seems that you don't have any special opinion about the Demon Realm!" This surprised Shadow Blade, the Four Realms and the Demon Realm have been fighting for so many years, and the two sides should have a deep hatred like the sea.

But the Daoist smiled disdainfully, "The conflict between the Four Realms is much more tragic than the war with the Demon Realm. ”

The corners of Shadow Blade's mouth twitched, and he let go of the question, "Who are you talking about?"