Do you dare to touch me?

At this moment, as if the primary and secondary were translocated, Zen Master Wuchao actually felt a sense of oppression from Tang Mo's body.

It made him feel a little ridiculous, what did he need to be afraid of?

In his eyes, the golden cicada is just an ant, and the only thing worth noting is that his position is a little special.

Zen Master Wuchao didn't expect that this time, the exchange with Jin Chanzi would come to this point. Before the golden cicada, he planned to win the favor of the golden cicada and win over the golden cicada.

But why did it come to this point? Everything started when the golden cicada revealed his identity, and everything could not be saved.

Zen Master Wuchao's gaze shot a cold glow, forced him to look at Tang Mo, and said, "Are you challenging the patience of this seat?"

The air seemed to be frozen together, Da Luo was furious, and the heavens and the earth were vegetarian.

Only Tang Mo was still indifferent, he was still smiling, like a sunny boy, and said, "No, you are challenging the patience of the poor monk!"

"How daring. Don't you think that this seat will not dare to erase you?"

Wuchao Zen Master is really angry, how noble his identity is, inheriting good words and persuasion to the golden cicada, but this golden cicada is arrogant and has no one in his eyes.

A monk who is just an immortal does not put Da Luo Jin Immortal in his eyes, does not put quasi-saints in his eyes, and does not even put Heavenly Dao saints in his eyes.

Where did he get the confidence? Arrogance, ignorance, and arrogance, how did the golden cicada of the past become even more unconscious!

Wuchao Zen Master looked at Tang Mo and said, "Do you believe it or not, the poor monk is desperately contaminated with cause and effect, and he will see you kill today?"

The breath froze, the thunder exploded, and the terrifying killing intent surrounded Tang Mo.

【Ding Dong!Rage!Negative Sentiment from Zen Master Wuchao +200.】

Tang Mo smiled, laughing unscrupulously, he looked at Wuchao Zen Master, full of contempt, and then said, "Believe it or not, the poor monk beheaded you today, and beheaded your deity in the coming day!"

"Hahaha!

Before Zen Master Wuchao finished speaking, his eyes widened and he looked at Tang Mo in disbelief.

But seeing Tang Mo's breath change greatly, thunder and lightning rushed into the sky, the dragon roared, the heavens and the earth turned, and the terrifying aura revived in his body.

At this moment, Tang Mo was like a supreme god king, looking down on the four seas and eight wildernesses, intimidating the nine heavens and ten earths.

"Heavenly Dao—Saints. How is it a Heavenly Dao Saint?

Wuchao Zen Master's voice carried a kind of bitterness.

From Tang Mo's body, what was transmitted was clearly the breath of the Heavenly Dao Saint, he had faced such an aura directly, and only the breath of the Heavenly Dao Saint would make him feel that he was as powerless as an ant.

Could it be that the golden cicada still has any remarkable identity? It is the reincarnation of a nameless Heavenly Dao saint in the long history.

This is impossible! Preaching against the heavens, telling the world that if there really is such an existence, how can he not know it.

Wuchao Zen Master's heart was frenzied, and he no longer had the mentality of looking down on Tang Mo, and some were just vigilant.

Wuchao Zen Master is constantly calculating, shooting all the impossibilities, and the only possibility left is the truth.

In an instant, he came to a conclusion that he thought was seamless.

Behind the golden cicada is a Heavenly Dao Saint, this Heavenly Dao Saint is definitely not the two Western Saints, but a Saint who is hostile to Buddhism.

Maybe a long time ago, the layout has begun, or maybe the golden cicada appeared in Lingshan to fight Buddhism.

Everything seems to have been explained, no wonder the golden cicada and the Heavenly Immortal Buddha are incompatible!

Heavenly Dao Saint, has already put his hand into the Journey to the West?

Wuchao Zen Master didn't dare to think about it anymore, the Heavenly Dao Saint was unfathomable, even he didn't dare to figure out the mind of the saint, in the catastrophe of the gods, he had already suffered a loss.

【Ding Dong!Uneasy!Negative Sentiment from Zen Master Wuchao +200.】

"Zen master, do you think the poor monk is joking?"

Tang Mo looked at Wuchao Zen Master lightly, Wuchao Zen Master only felt that Dao's scalp was numb, and the terrifying momentum made his back already climb a layer of sweat.

Only by facing the Heavenly Dao Saint directly can he feel the horror of the Heavenly Dao Saint.

If you don't become holy, you will eventually become an ant, this is definitely not a joke, but the truth that has existed since the flood and famine.

Wuchao Zen Master is even more bitter, I didn't expect that the golden cicada is the most hidden, that saint, for him really valued!

He didn't admit it, he planted it, if the golden cicada was involved with the Heavenly Dao Saint, he wouldn't dare to plan at all.

"Holy monk, we are not enemies!"

Zen Master Wuchao had a bitter face, took a deep breath, and said, "The Buddha is your enemy and my enemy!

Wuchao Zen Master only felt infinite suffocation in his chest, and all calculations, at this moment, were all useless.

If it was in the past, he would never have imagined that his status, his status, would bow to the little monk of an immortal. But now, all this has happened.

He had to bow his head, he felt a kind of humiliation, a deep sense of powerlessness, he was not holy, he was just an ant after all!

Tang Mo didn't know what Wuchao Zen Master thought in his heart, what he exchanged with the system was only the breath of the Heavenly Dao Saint, not a blow from the Saint.

It looks terrifying, but in the end, it's just a wisp of breath, and it has no power.

Moreover, the aura of a saint does not require much emotion.

"An enemy of an enemy may also be an enemy, isn't it?

The breath of the Heavenly Dao Saint was exhausted, and Tang Mo seemed as if nothing had happened, and he was still so harmless to humans and animals.

Wuchao Zen Master was deeply relieved, the breath of the Heavenly Dao Saint was too afraid, and now this golden cicada, as long as he receives this breath, it proves that everything can be discussed.

"This time, it's the old man Meng Lang! The old man has made amends to the holy monk!"

The Heavenly Dao Saint has already stretched out his hand to it, and Wuchao Zen Master is now worried in his heart, he wants to think about it carefully, how to plan in the future, so he is not willing to entangle with Tang Mo here.

Hearing Wuchao Zen Master's words, Tang Mo smiled and said nothing.

Wuchao Zen Master secretly complained in his heart, he knew earlier, what was he doing so tough just now?

"I have a volume of "Many Heart Sutras", and I am willing to make amends for the holy monks!"

Wuchao Zen Master said helplessly.

This "Duo Heart Sutra" was originally intended to be given to Tang Mo, but it was to win over, but now that the attraction is gone, it is directly used to make amends.

Wuchao Zen Master took out a volume of scriptures and said to Tang Mo, "This sutra has many hearts, and there are fifty-four sentences, a total of two hundred and seven crosses. If you encounter a miasma, but recite this sutra, there is no harm. By reciting this scripture, the holy monk can meditate and have a clear mind. ”

Wuchao Zen Master saw that Tang Mo did not express his position, and immediately recited the "Duo Heart Sutra".

Contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, walking deep like paramita, when he sees the emptiness of the five aggregates, he will overcome all suffering.

The color of the relics is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The same is true of what you want to do......