"Is it another Buddha calamity?"

The three elders of the White Deer Cave exclaimed in unison, and this news was too shocking. The Heavenly Tribulation Master has a long lifespan, and he will hardly die unless he is killed by the enemy. Even if you face a higher level of heavenly tribulation, you can shatter the void and escape with your life.

Although it is said that once the shattered void leaves Middle-earth, there will be no chance to come back, and it will be completely cut off from this world, and the astral realm is completely unpredictable, and no one knows what danger there is, but after all, it is different from dying.

But whenever there is a god Buddha who wants to re-descend to Middle-earth after ascending, it is a great calamity for all the Heavenly Tribulation masters, so if these gods and Buddhas come, the spiritual imprint is incomplete, and the only thing left is the instinct to fight. And these descending gods and Buddhas are extremely sensitive to changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, and often automatically search for Heavenly Tribulation masters to fight.

Every time such an unreasonable creature appears, it is a catastrophe for Middle-earth. It would take the lives of several or even dozens of Heavenly Tribulation masters to kill the gods and Buddhas who descended.

If there is still a little bit of divine consciousness left in Wang Fu'er's body, maybe he will return to his original strength at some point. Even if the masters of the Escape Tribulation and Ascension originally only had the power of the Little Tribulation, they wandered in the Endless Void, and no one knew if they would gain any stronger skills. Anyway, among the gods and Buddhas recorded in the classics of Middle-earth Shenzhou, there has never been a weaker skill than the Third Heavenly Tribulation.

Heng Daozhuang slowly shook his head and said, "It may not be so bad. After all, Wang Fu'er has been around for several years, and he has never heard of a god or Buddha who can remain sober for so many years after his arrival. I think that the remnants of divine consciousness will dissipate sooner or later, and the question now is that I don't know which god and Buddha will come, and whether he will leave something behind in the sea of Wang Buddha's consciousness. ”

The three elders of Bailu Tears smiled bitterly in unison: "The masters of Hengdao Zhuang have doubts about this issue. I don't know the answer until we go to the Malanda Temple and ask Kumaragupta, or we won't know the truth. But the two families of Sidi Buddhism and my Middle Earth Confucianism and Taoism have become fire and water, even if they know Wang Fu'er's true appearance, how can they tell each other?"

Mu Yun Yin Long regained a little bit of true anger and suddenly said: "Wang Fu'er has a grudge with our Mu Yun family because of tears. If I'm willing to do all I can to help him find that girl, will I be able to gain his trust?"

Mu Yunti's face was angry, but he immediately understood that his father was not asking for peace, but hoped that Wang Fu'er could lift his hatred of Mu Yun's family, and then use other resources to defeat it.

Heng Daozhuang shook his head when he heard Mu Yun Yinlong's Jian yì and said, "Although I am not familiar with this young man, what he did from his appearance in Middle-earth was an earth-shattering move. Look for the City of Tears. I'm afraid he doesn't need the strength of the Muyun family. And this grudge is too deep, I don't think he will accept your submission!"

Muyun Yinlong sighed and stopped talking. Mu Yunti said angrily: "The Mu Yun family is also a big family in the world. There are countless children, why should they lose with such a mongrel of unknown origin!"

Heng Daozhuang smiled slightly and said: "I have a lot of disciples in Wuzhuangguan, if you can live in peace with this Wang Fu'er, Lao Dao is not afraid of losing face." It's a pity that I have more problems than your Muyun family, and it is impossible to make peace with him!"

Xing Yu, who had been silent, suddenly said: "The two of us are not sure of winning when we join forces. Wang Fu'er's subordinates have gathered too many masters. The mysterious White Moon Demon Clan man had not been able to find out his details. This is the enemy we have to face!"

Heng Daozhuang stared at Xing Yu with a wry smile on his face, his expression was extremely complicated, and he said slowly for a while: "But that Shi Lingtong doesn't seem to completely obey Wang Fu'er's orders, and he didn't make a move last time in the imperial capital. I haven't seen him for so long in this war. ”

The demonic flames that jumped and jumped in Xingyu's eyes carried a trace of gloomy air, and that expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Mu Yunti suddenly felt a chill in his heart. "If I also agree to Heng Dao Zhuang to use the real fetus to turn around, I'm afraid it will become so weird and unpopular, right?" Thinking of this, Mu Yunti was in a cold sweat behind his back, and even rejoiced that he had rejected Heng Daozhuang just now.

"Even if there is no Shi Lingtong, our chances of winning are not great, you must know that Jingjing is also on Wang Fu'er's ship, I am not sure of winning Jingjing, Jingjing, you are probably not sure to win Wang Fu'er. Without the thirty-six Wuzhuang Guan disciples you brought overseas, you wouldn't have been able to block the battle space at all. With Wang Fu'er's Ten Transformation Demon Buddha's evil powers, he can escape at any time. ”

Heng Daozhuang snorted coldly and acquiesced in Xingyu's words. The atmosphere between the two was strange, even the three elders of the White Deer Cave could see it, but at this time, no one had the heart to ask who Jingjing was, why were the two of them so cold in conversation.

Heng Daozhuang turned a deaf ear to the sarcasm hidden in Xingyu's tone, and instead asked, "How long do you have to recover your original strength?"

Xing Yu replied lightly: "My Yuan Shen has been injured too much, but I am afraid that I will not be able to wield the skills above the Little Heavenly Tribulation for two or three months." ”

Heng Dao Zhuang sighed, withdrew his hands that had instilled true qi into Mu Yun Yinlong, and said a little tiredly: "Old Dao, you want to rest for a while, everyone will see you later." Then he went back to his own boat.

Wang Fu'er failed to kill Mu Yun's father and son, and he always held his stomach for a sullen breath. He originally wanted to ask the previous generation of Guanghan Palace Lord to make a move, but he was closed. The previous generation of Guanghan Palace Lord asked the people on the boat to answer the day: "During this time, we must pay close attention to the training of disciples, and ignore all idle affairs." Wang Fu'er could only return in a huff.

Although Yan Long Qingxue is also a lot of combat power, Wang Fo'er did not put his mind on her. In the face of Hengdaozhuang, in the face of the enemies of Hengdaozhuang and Xingyu, Yan Long Qingxue could only play a harassing role, and could not go up to face it head-on.

Thinking about it, the only people Wang Fu'er could find was the unreliable Zhi Xiaolong. At least he was still on the fleet than Shi Lingtong, who was no longer missing. Zhi Xiaolong, Yan Jiangnan, and Qin Wenying were all on that organ warship, and Wang Fu'er had to go over to visit.

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