From the beginning, Zhang Hairong felt a little strange, these Rao's mood fluctuations were very large, and he became very aggressive, even he himself had just fallen into a strange state of extreme warthirst, if it weren't for the helpers he invited, there were monks who knew the Pure Heart Mantra, but I was afraid that he would also fall into Qi Zheng

And from the beginning of Ming Xuanbo's very decisive self-explosion, Zhang Hairong knew that this matter was no longer a simple dispute between two families, but an unknown force was mixed in, and this force was invisibly controlling this battlefield.

"Amitabha. ”

However, at this moment, a loud Buddha horn spread throughout the battlefield, those crazy people heard this Buddha horn, they all stopped, and looked back, between a young monk wearing a simple robe, slowly walking, his facial features are upright, looking very handsome, but the end of the eyes are smeared with purple eye shadow, the whole temperament looks very strange.

"Dear donors, the sea of suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore, why don't you put down the butcher's knife and follow the monk to chase the truth of this world?" The demonic monk folded his hands and bent slightly.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Hairong was stunned, the crowd that had just been hot, the atmosphere was instantly cold at this time, and even people's expressions were a little more enthusiastic?

"It's him!"

The monk beside Zhang Hairong recognized this strange monk.

"Who?"

"I don't know if you have received the news before, the four great monks of the Sanskrit Sound Sect, the Vajra monk Shi Zhan passed away?"

"I know a little bit about this. ”

"Although the Sanskrit Door Office broke off the red dust by itself, according to rumors, it was seriously injured by his disciple Dao Ming and died. And this monk is the Dao Underworld. ”

"Isn't Dao Ming the most endowed monk in the Sanskrit Sect? Why is this so?" Zhang Hairong looked horizontally and vertically, and now this demonic monk felt a little strange.

"Who knows what's going on here. ”

"A few monks on the tree seem to be a little rude, why don't you come down and talk to the monks?"

Noticing a few people hiding in the trees, Dao Ming turned around with a smile and said very humbly.

"I was rude. ”

Zhang Hairong came down from the tree calmly, looked at the Dao Ming in front of him, and said politely:

"I wonder what's the matter with the master?"

"Amitabha, the master doesn't dare to be, the monk just doesn't understand one thing. "Dao Ming is also very polite.

"What?"

"Since the monk is in front of the donor, why does the donor want to understand the monk from other people's mouths?" Dao Ming smiled, and suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum, and the body of the monk who was discussing with Zhang Hairong before flew out upside down, and fell heavily on the ground, unable to move.

"You!"

Dao Ming interrupted Zhang Hairong's anger unhurriedly: "Donor, you just behaved like a human being in this world. ”

"What!?"

"It is as ridiculous to learn about the Sangha from those who think they know the Sangha as it is to learn about the world from the old people who think they know the world. The monk advised the donor to join the monk. ”

"Join you?" Zhang Hairong's face was strange.

"Naturally, like the people here, join the monk and discuss the true secrets of this world with the monk!" Dao Ming smiled and raised his hands and clenched his fists hard, "For example, the secret of Yagami becoming a god." ”

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning swept across the gloomy sky, and the white light reflected on Dao Ming's face, and at that moment there was a weirdness that Zhang Hairong could not come out of.

"In this way, what happened to the people here was your fault?" Zhang Hairong changed the topic and looked at the Mingxuan family, which had already shown a subdued face.

"The monks don't understand the words of the donor, they just take refuge in our door. Dao Ming clasped his hands together and chanted the F.

"It sounds so good? In this way, Ying Yuan is also your ghost. Zhang Hairong's face changed, and there were still blazing flames on his body, "Do you know what you did?"

"That's someone that the monk can't grasp. Dao Ming didn't care about the blazing flames on Zhang Hairong's body, but looked at Ying Yuan, who was sluggish on the side, "Since you can't master it, then it's ruined, Thunder God has been too arrogant over the years, if not, the monk's cultivation can't be compared with it." ”

Suddenly, Dao Ming paused, and looked at Zhang Hairong with both eyes: "The monk advises the donor, it's better not to go against the monk, otherwise, the end will be the same as your companion." ”

"Oh?"

Zhang Hairong said with a smile, and suddenly waved his hand and rushed towards it with a punch, the blazing flames were already ready to go, and they rushed towards Dao Ming at an extremely fast speed, Dao Ming did not make any movement, and Zhang Hairong still rushed with a punch.

The next moment, Zhang Hairong's fist twisted, he screamed, his body fell backwards like a cannonball, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Zhang Hairong!"

Nalan Wuwu immediately rushed over and picked up Zhang Hairong, who was vomiting blood on the ground.

"The monk has already reminded the donor, why is the donor obsessed?" Dao Ming sighed and folded his hands, "Just like the ants in this world who constantly challenge authority, knowing that they are going to die, but they have no hesitation." ”

"What kind of monk are you!" Nalan yelled.

"The monk once knelt in front of F for five years, but he didn't see me F answer my doubts. The monk also asked the master why so many people were attached to Hongchen, but the master was not enough for me. Finally, under the moon, the monk asked the lotus pond koi, and the koi paddled across the pond and told me that the world was far from being as simple as the monk saw. A flower and a grass, a tree and a leaf, they have life and consciousness, and what they perceive in this world is completely different from what we perceive, and all of this is unknown to us, so the monk decided to be his own F. ”

Dao Ming chuckled, and the purple eyeshadow on the tail of his eyes came alive at that moment.

Just like the Ying Yuan donor who was struggling and fearing over there, he knew that it was impossible to wake up, but he was still struggling. That female benefactor, you might as well let her go, and then join the Sangha? The monk lacks an alchemist. ”

"You're delusional!"

Dongfang Xueqing's face was cold, and she raised her hand, and the cyan light reflected on her hand

"It's too much to do. ”

"Smack. ”

Just as Dongfang Xueqing was about to make a move, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Senior brother.......?"

Seeing that it was Ying Yuan's hand, Dongfang Xueqing was overjoyed at first, but felt that the breath that Ying Yuan gave her at this moment was very cold, different from the warm breath in the past, Dongfang Xueqing's joy was frozen on her face.

"I'm here to go to school"

Ying Yuan slowly took a step forward, and suddenly, the originally gloomy sky became even darker, and the black clouds that seemed to be about to fall suppressed the surrounding colors, Ying Yuan At this moment, all his cultivation exploded, and the power of the Spiritual Divine Realm set off a gust of wind.

"Over the years, you have regressed. ”

Dao Ming also released his own breath, and he was even one realm higher than Ying Yuan, and the Polarization Divine Realm! Dao Ming was the same age as Ying Yuan, but he took that step earlier than Ying Yuan, if this matter spread, the title of the strongest person of Ying Yuan's younger generation would change hands.

"You try, don't you know?"