Why, why is there a feeling of restlessness?

What is it that makes my heart tremble and dread?

The East, that direction, is the East!

For a long time, there was nothing that could make Mu Ran's mind fluctuate so much. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info doesn't fluctuate like this even in the face of the threat of death.

Suddenly he got up, grabbed a robe and draped it over his body, and did not even say hello, for he seemed to be able to vaguely feel that if he went late, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"This bastard is gone again, do you really think I'm a housekeeper?" scratching his head, Ciel yawned sleepily, picked up his quill pen and began to write things down. It's as if nothing else in this world has anything to do with him.

Mu Ran, who was in a hurry, was full of mana, and his speed was still unimaginable. Everywhere you pass, even the space will be distorted. The huge amount of energy leaked out, and even alarmed many talented people around.

"Who, what happened?"

"I don't know, looking at this movement, it is estimated that it is a quasi-saint or above. ”

"Isn't it because the fight is too intense, and the four strongest are going to shoot?"

"Maybe it's possible, looking at this wave of qi, I'm afraid that ordinary quasi-saint masters may not be able to do it. ”

"Be careful, we can't afford to offend such a big man. ”

"Cut, if it weren't for the fact that he had gone so far, would I dare to come out?"

Behind Mu Ran, I don't know how much or less the Divine Thoughts and Yuan Shen are there to inquire about each other, but it's a pity that Mu Ran has no more mood and time to pay attention to these things.

In the far east, temples and Buddhist halls.

"Amitabha, the donor's killing is too heavy, please stop!" The fat-headed and big-eared monk chanted words in his mouth while pushing out a pair of fleshy palms.

This palm came extremely slowly, but it broke all the silver threads in the sky.

"Hehe, if the donor hasn't shown up yet, don't blame the poor monk for not being emotional!" The fat monk leaned sideways and slashed out with a palm behind him, and the sharp palm wind broke through the eerie secret method. There were still more than ten silver Jiuyou in his hand, and he was forced out of his body like this.

"Amitabha, the benefactor's cruelty is really an unforgivable sin. If you try to destroy the foundation of my Buddhism, then you will naturally have to pay the price you deserve. The fat monk's smile trembled at the thick lump of flesh on his face, and it felt as if his jaw was about to fall. With a finger pull, a large cloth bag popped out from behind him.

"Human seed bag, go!" The fat monk stretched out his hand and pointed, and the cloth bag opened a hole, and a huge suction force continued to devour, as if it wanted to swallow everything in front of him.

As the beloved disciple of the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor, although Jiuyou is not a quasi-saint, he is also a super-first-class expert among the Great Luo Golden Immortals, how can he be willing to be so restrained? The hands seem to be ordinary and unremarkable dances, but in fact, the countless silver threads have surrounded the cloth bag from all sides, as if it is going to be divided into countless parts from the outside in!

How could the fat monk not see her doing this, but he didn't stop it, but said with a smile, "If you can break this bag of the day after tomorrow, then the old man will cut off his own head and kick it for you!"

It's no wonder that this fat monk has so much courage. The two titles of the acquired bag and the human seed bag are all to indicate his identity outward, the future Buddha of Buddhism, Maitreya Buddha, that is, the real backer of the yellow-eyed old Buddha in the demon clan.

can be called the Buddha, one of the three Buddhas of Buddhism, maybe this old monk's ability is not as good as the Buddha, but it is definitely not comparable to the idle people. Don't look at his always smiling face all day long, in fact, what is in his mind, I'm afraid no one can guess it.

The silver filament has been laid down, and Jiuyou is desperately resisting the continuous pulling and attraction of the human seed bag on one side, and on the other hand, his hands are tightened, and the silver filaments are also cut into the continuous tightness along this force, cutting the human seed bag hiss.

Rao is like this, after a stalemate of less than a quarter of an hour, Jiuyou's strength was finally exhausted, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and as soon as his weak hands were released, the whole person was sucked out of the human seed bag.

Maitreya Buddha smiled and took out a rope, tied it a few times on the bag of the human seed bag, and then carried it on his back, ready to go home. Those disciples of the reincarnation sect naturally had the likes of the Great Buddhas and Bodhisattvas under him to deal with them.

"I have a sack, and the void is unhindered. Open all over the ten directions, and look at it at ease at eight o'clock. Humming a song and carrying a cloth bag on his back, Maitreya, a fat monk, happily stepped on the seven-rank lotus platform, intending to go back.

"Maitreya Buddha!" A roaring voice came from a far, far away, but it seemed to be really too far away, so that Maitreya Buddha wondered if he was having auditory hallucinations, or he was still under the influence of the reincarnation demon illusion just now and was not fully awake.

Shaking his head speechlessly, Maitreya Buddha didn't care so much, quickened his pace, took three steps and made two steps, and rushed forward. At this sensitive moment, these ancient Buddhas and Buddhas are like firefighters, fighting fires everywhere. Whoever makes Buddhism powerful and blooms everywhere will naturally be plagued by disasters.

Before he took two steps, Maitreya Buddha had a feeling that something was wrong, and a blazing wave came from behind. There was no time to think too much, he conjured up the golden body of the Buddha, and his right hand took advantage of the situation to block back.

At this time, he saw that a man covered in fiery red, holding a huge, completely disproportionate flame long knife in both hands, split the sky, and slashed at his head!

"Amitabha, help!" The frightened Buddha would also be speechless in a hurry, but before he could escape, his golden body and the flame long knife struck hard.

The knife is heavy and strong, and it is clumsy. This is what Mu Ran said when he taught the Black Wind Commander back then. Now, this knife has been completely deduced by him.

With long hair flying, robe fluttering, and his eyes full of rage and mania, he is even crazier than the fire god Zhu Rong back then!

It is also a confrontation of mana, one is the flame long knife condensed by Mu Ran, and the other is the golden body of the Buddha incarnated by the mana of Maitreya Buddha, both of which are super quasi-saints in the upper echelons of the Ming Dynasty at the same time, and the waves set off are unimaginable.

Rumble!

In the roar, both sides were swept away by that majestic and mighty wave of air, but in comparison, Maitreya Buddha made a hasty move, much farther than Mu and then retreated.

This confrontation alone directly leveled the ground within a radius of several hundred meters. Originally, this Buddhist hall that Maitreya Buddha had painstakingly saved was completely destroyed.

Of course, the people who fought here, whether they were reincarnation or Buddhism, were basically completely dead in the aftermath of this event. Those who survived were also severely injured and fainted.

"Okay! Okay, you Fire Spirit Emperor, my Buddhism doesn't go to you, but you bully this Buddha instead!" Maitreya Buddha did not go crazy at the moment, which is really commendable.

"Give you three breaths of time, let go!" Mu Ran's eyes began to change again. It's deep, it's confused, and it's starting to feel like no human being.