Unintentionally, the mage's white eyebrows were like snow, floating up, only to see him smile indifferently, and look at Quan Anwu:

"Amitabha, the poor monk originally traveled through the red dust in the country of Nagu Mo, realized life, but accidentally noticed that there was something different in the sky, the red glow was like blood shining thousands of miles, but from the east, this is the precursor of the disaster, the poor monk was concerned about the world, so he deduced it, and learned that the root of the disaster was from the Qianlong Dynasty, Baiyue County, Xianzhou, the poor monk has been studying Buddhism all his life, taking the purification of sentient beings as his own responsibility, seeing that the world is about to come to the disaster, how can he sit on the futon and turn a blind eye. ”

"Donor, the poor monk came from the country of Nagumo, not far away, just to relieve the world in fire and water, as for why he found the whole donor here, but the poor monk deduced it, the origin of the disaster is in the body of the whole donor, Amitabha. ”

Snorted coldly, Wan Li Ma Monk had no intention of the name of the mage, how could Quan Anwu not know, this unintentional mage did not respect the laws of Buddhism, acted very grotesquely, and his temperament was also unpredictable, his eyes narrowed slightly, Quan Anwu sneered:

"Unintentional mage, you care about the people of the world? It's really nonsense, the matter of my occasional key to the ancient city has not yet been completely spread, the world knows that you are a monk with unparalleled skills, but the mage's deduction skills are also quite profound, and he can know what happened in Baiyue County in Gumo Country, thousands of miles away?"

Hearing this, the unintentional mage held the Jiuxi Zen staff, walked out of the night slowly, stopped at Quan Anwu, looked at Quan Anwu full of vigilance, and said with a smile:

"Good, good, the so-called ten ways and nine doctors, poor monks have studied Buddhism since childhood, not to say that everything is enlightened, but there are also some experiences, and it is normal to know the number of fur deductions. ”

"The whole donor doesn't have to be so nervous, the monk should have six pure roots, and the heart is like a mirror to stop the water, but the poor monk is not far away, and he came alone, that is, to save the world's living beings in the fire and water, I hope that the whole donor will not be obsessed, lost by desire, and go astray, just hand over the key to the ancient city, and wait for the poor monk to escort him back to the Ten Thousand Dynasty Buddhism, and chant the scriptures for 81 days with 3,000 Buddhist disciples, and then the root cause of this disaster can be resolved. ”

When the unintentional mage said this, he bowed his head slightly and saluted with one hand:

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, the poor monk is willing to use his flesh and blood to suppress such evil things, all kinds of cause and effect, countless evils, all by the poor monk alone. ”

"Hahaha, Master Unintentional, I see that you have studied the Dharma all your life, but you have gained a lot, this Zen machine defense, how can it be said that it is like a fire, it is simply to reach the peak of the realm. ”

Seeing this, Quan Anwu was even more sure, this Wu Xiong was just an ordinary second-rate strength, how could he have the ability to direct this unintentional mage who cultivated to a monstrous sky, Wu Xiong was just a small pawn, and the real master had been behind the scenes, secretly controlling everything, and never showed up.

I want to come to Quan Anwu not to fight for fame, not to take profits, not to like the disputes in the rivers and lakes, just to study martial arts, and live in a quiet bamboo forest with his family, it is enough, but the world is unpredictable, that is, the key that is only three inches long, breaking the original happy and comfortable days of Quan Anwu, thinking of this, Quan Anwu can't help but have a sense of desolation in his heart, if it weren't for his most trusted brother Wu Xiong betraying himself, with Quan Anwu's world-building cultivation, how could he end up with such a wife and separation, and even now, even the mastermind behind the scenes doesn't know who it is.

Quan Anwu's dry and white face flashed a trace of indifference, he is not a complaining person, since the matter has come to this, Quan Anwu fought for his life, even if he was broken and there was no corpse, he had to protect his wife and daughter.

His hands secretly formed claws, and layers of murderous aura emanated from Quan Anwu's thin body, only to see his tone low, and the sarcasm between his words was not disguised:

"Unintentional Master, it's useless to talk too much, you should wait until you see the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and then talk to him. ”

"I have already heard that the supreme treasure Jiuxi Zen staff in the hands of the unintentional mage, the power is the world, it is a gift from the current emperor, the key to the ancient city is in my hands, just see if the unintentional mage, whether he has the ability to get it from the hands of Quan, and take out your Jiuxi Zen staff, so that I can see, what is brilliant about this thing!"

Calling out the Buddha's name, the unintentional mage shook his head slightly, and sighed helplessly:

"Since the whole benefactor is obsessed, has lost his mind, and entered the devil's path, the poor monk can only do the way for heaven, so that you can kill the evil devil, so that the world will not be poisoned by you. ”

After the unintentional mage said that, I saw that he tapped the Jiuxi Zen staff in his hand slightly, and his figure turned into a remnant of the Dao, and quickly attacked Quan Anwu!

Quan Anwu's eyes froze, the figure of the unintentional mage was as fast as thunder and lightning, very fast, even if Quan Anwu was in the same cultivation realm as him, although he did not disappear out of thin air like in Wu Xiong's eyes, he had to see the afterimage of the Dao flickering, and it was only in an instant, and it was already in front of Quan Anwu.

The golden light of the scepter in his hand was compelling, and the unintentional mage held the staff in one hand, and slammed the face door of Chaoquan Anwu, and the nine rings on the Zen staff immediately vibrated and jingled, and a touch of golden light carried an amazing power, and it came in an instant.

Quan Anwu saw that the unintentional mage who was originally standing a zhang away, dodged with a staff in his body, turned his head slightly, dodged a blow, a golden light passed from the tip of Quan Anwu's nose, the golden light was very dazzling in the night, like a yellow line of fire, shooting towards the ground behind Quan Anwu, only to hear a boom, exploded on the ground, and looked at it, it was a huge pit that was a foot deep, and suddenly, dust flew up all over the sky.

The dust swept through, enveloping the two of them, and seeing the two figures interspersed in the yellow dust, flickering, the sound of the confrontation was like a thunderbolt exploding, terrifying and abnormal, just a single face, Quan Anwu and Unintentional Mage, the two first-class masters, have already handed over more than 100 moves.

The dust around is getting more and more, covering the surrounding dozens of zhang, looking from afar, it is like a sandstorm, which is quietly brewing, the black internal force of the fingertips is entwined layer by layer, Quan Anwu poked out with a palm, blocking the Zen staff that came from behind, and the hand grabbed and collided with the golden scepter, and the crisp sound of metal impact sounded again and again.

The yellow sand and soil filled the surroundings, Quan Anwu was in it, his vision was blocked, and he saw that the unintentional mage was shuttling between the sand and soil, and his body was simply like a ghost that could not be crushed.