Bu Qianhuai did not stop much after talking with Hu Suowu, but left directly. But a few pairs of cunning eyes were black and shining.

Not long after Bu Qianhuai left, someone left, whether it was bragging or going back to report, no one cared about these idle things.

Just as the two warriors who had just seen the conversation between the two sides walked out of the city gate and walked towards the dense forest, an obscure figure was also quietly watching them from the branches.

"Why did the Lord of Heavenly Mansion appear again?"

"Hey, who knows, it's important to go back and report to the elders. ”

The two of them walked left and right, and in a short time they came to a cave hidden by dead grass and branches, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't find it at all.

There was also a rare smile on the face behind the mask, but the price of the smile was in exchange for blood. In this cold wind, it is even more chilling.

The two of them pushed aside the dry grass, and in an instant, like a dark cloud, there was a sound from inside: "Come clean?"

"Back to the senior brother's words, clean and tight. ”

"Amitabha, the two junior disciples are moving forward. ”

Just as the two of them entered the cave, a coercion enveloped the three of them, making them unable to move.

A figure stepped down from the sky, vaguely in a black robe, and his long hair was flying: "Near the city, there are also you evil people hiding, can it really be dark under the lamp?"

"Lord of Heaven!"

The name of the Lord of Heaven is as terrifying as a demon in the hearts of the monks who are suffering and destroying the Zen realm, and the Demon Buddha who attacked the mountain gate and returned from a great victory seems to be implicated, making trouble that the four words of the Lord of Heaven such as the four words of the Buddha can restrain them even more.

With a wave of his hands, a vortex appeared in the air of the huge True Yuan, emitting a huge suction: "Since you recognize the deity, you should know that your fate is about to fall." ”

The three of them only felt that the dantian was like mud, and they couldn't exude a trace of true qi, and when they were in danger, a Buddha word interrupted such a move.

"Amitabha! It's time for the donor to stop. ”

This sentence continued to echo in the cave, and Bu Qianhuai's mouth under the mask also pouted: "Sure enough, there is an old bald donkey, why don't you show up and see it?"

"The strength of the lord is strong, the old man is beyond his reach, I am willing to leave here, please let the lord let go of these little monks. ”

Hua Wulian had an instant start, the light blue long knife was transformed into the right hand, the blade was obliquely to the ground, and when the rain was about to come: "Today, the old bald donkey, the little bald donkey, die together!"

"Demon monks and demons, the deity is merciful and merciful today, and the west is easy to go!"

Swinging the knife again, the knife glowed red, and suddenly it was very strange. On the other side, the cave is full of golden light, and the holy Buddha is full of energy, one side is demonic, and the other is righteous, but who knows which one is turbid?

"The donor deceives people too much! My Buddha is merciful and does not want to kill, please let the donor go!"

But Bu Qianhuai doesn't care about this, let alone get used to these people, he waved his knife, and then turned his left hand, and a pair of Taiji diagrams should be started, and went straight to the three little monks.

The Buddha's qi seemed to be powerless, and after colliding with the sword qi and dissolving, he could no longer take care of the Taiji diagram, and the three little monks disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The three bald donkeys passed away, and Bu Qianhuai laughed heartily: "Don't worry, soon, you old bald donkey will also meet in the west!"

"Dreaming!"

The huge coercion also made the city not far away move, and Hu Suowu, who was already worried, stepped out directly.

The entrance of the cave was full of sand and stones, and the old monk couldn't do it anymore, so he flew out directly.

Bu Qianhuai looked up and down, an old bald donkey covered in dust and still with some shiny hair, but his thin and tall figure contained a lot of strength. Two high mustaches hung down from the corners of their mouths.

Hu Suowu, who had just come from a light effort, saw the bald donkey that happened to be forced out of the entrance of the cave, and directly stared at the nervousness: "Demon monk!"

The bald donkey saw the two coming, and the escape may fall again, not only was he anxious, but he directly praised the gong with his right hand, his body was like the wind, and he slapped Bu Qianhuai with one palm: "Great mercy palm!"

But Bu Qianhuai didn't procrastinate anymore, and secretly moved the armor martial arts, and directly palmed it.

"Let's go to the western sky!"

The old monk palmed his hands for a moment, but he felt that the true yuan was suddenly blocked, and it did not move, and the supply of the true yuan also stopped abruptly.

Suspicious: "How so?"

"I can't help you think too much!" Bu Qianhuai took the opportunity to directly sneak into the old monk's body, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the dantian of the lungs, directly covered with Xuan Binggang's strength, his face was like frost, and his qi and blood suddenly cooled down, and in just three breaths, he lost his vitality.

Hu Suowu is familiar with the Zen realm of suffering and annihilation, and he has naturally seen many eminent monks, and the face of this person is naturally kept in mind, but he never thought that the innate grandmaster would only have a few moves in the hands of the lord of this heavenly mansion. Regarding the rumors of the innate incarnation of the top, Hu Suowu believed it a little more, and his words were more respectful.

"The predecessors are mighty, and the extermination of evil demons is really a blessing for martial arts and a blessing for the world. ”

Bu Qianhuai was not interested, but left directly.

By the bonfire in the evening, Bu Qianhuai took off his mask, but in front of him was a small porcelain vase.

"Pifu is innocent of his guilt, and he is suffering to destroy the Zen realm, so let me speed up the fire of destruction with you. ”

The Ten Heavens and Nine Earths Zun Divine Formula is slightly wider, and naturally there are things like spells, only to see Bu Qianhuai pinch a pinch of carbon ash in his left hand, and the true yuan turned, and there were words in his mind. The carbon ash suddenly turned into a gray bird, grabbed the bottle, and flew towards the realm of the Suffering Extinction Realm.

"If the Guan Long family says that it has nothing to do with Daomen, I really don't believe it...... Yuhua opens the color dew, the use of the solid foundation Peiyuan, rare, the color rushes into the sky, and the moonlight is scattered and opens to the innate martial artist, which will definitely make people think that the treasure of the Zen realm of suffering is born. Looking at the distant birds, he approached the bonfire and shook his hand, feeling that the bonfire was still so warm: "Even if Confucianism and Taoism are well-informed, there will be a large number of family gangs to investigate, everything, interests are superior, treasures, fame, hatred...... Suffering and extinguishing the Zen realm, there will be no ...... in the end"

Then I saw a brilliant light, shining half of the sky, this vial is extremely rare, and almost no one has ever seen such a brilliant light, which naturally makes people reverie. If it weren't for Bu Qianhuai to control it, he really wouldn't be able to take out such a useless but extremely rare object.