"Amitabha, Amitabha, I don't know if the donor is here, what is the noble matter?" The Buddha of the past and the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Buddhas of the present day have seven crystal clear beads of different colors and heights floating in his hands, and there are words in his mouth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because the Buddha betrayed the door and became a Taoist Taoist, this made the Buddha who burned the lamp able to occupy the magpie's nest and became the person who was really the master of the house in the Buddha except for the two saints. Although Buddhism now lacks the strongest quasi-saint, both in strength and power have been greatly weakened, but the Buddha of the Burning Lamp is still happy in his heart, and he can finally hold the power.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived. Such a peaceful life did not last long at all, and it seemed that it was coming to an end. The lawless reincarnation Dao master simply sent his disciples over and knocked on the door.

Speaking of which, the reincarnation Taoist master can also be regarded as a descendant, even if he has high skills, at best, he is on an equal footing with this dry Buddha. That being the case, then how could they be embarrassed to do this to the apprentice of the reincarnation Dao Master?

Not to mention the difference between the young and the old, just relying on the strong and bullying the weak is enough for the reputation that these Buddhas have worked so hard to accumulate over the countless years to be completely ruined.

"Where I came from this time, I think the Buddha also knows it. Needless to say, I'll see the real chapter at hand. Under the mask of the evil ghost, a resentful spirit with long black hair stretched out his hands, and a pair of sharp claws couldn't help but startle the hearts of these Buddhas.

The cold air of Sen Sen surrounded the pair of ghostly claws, and I don't know how many innocent souls died tragically under the hands of this opponent. Rao is a few Buddhas are accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, Shura battlefield, but also frightened, chanting "Amitabha" to constantly suppress the anger in their hearts.

At this moment, not only the Western Elysium was invaded, but even the demon clans in Xiniu Hezhou were seriously invaded. The worst can be said to be the Southern Heavenly Feather Emperor Peng Demon King. Maybe others don't know that he is the brother of the strongest quasi-saint Kong Xuan, the golden-winged Dapeng eagle, the poor guy who died at the hands of the reincarnation Dao master.

From the very beginning to the present, whether it is the Seven Great Sages of the Demon Clan or the Four Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Clan, it seems that there is no way to support the façade of the Demon Clan. And now, the only two signboards are Donghuang Taiyi and Mu Ran. Although Kong Xuan is also nominally a member of the demon clan, he has always been a loner, but no one regards him as a force.

Attacking the Buddha Gate first, and then fighting the Fire Spirit, this is an important decision of the reincarnation Dao Lord to dominate the Central World. If you think that the reincarnation sect is second only to the largest sects, how can only the three disciples of the Nine Shadows, the Rakshasas, and the Resentful Spirit come out to support the façade? In the Nine-Layer Reincarnation Prison, in addition to the Reincarnation Dao Master and his three disciples, there are still five prison masters' quotas, how can these places be empty?

This time, in addition to the terrifying Seven Prison Masters of Rakshasa was removed, two extraordinary masters were brought to suppress the formation. I'm afraid that this action of the reincarnation Dao Lord is imperative.

"What, they're here, are you afraid?" Sitting on the throne of the Fire Spirit Hall, Mu Ran crooked his hand and held a crystal clear cup, and the half glass of wine in it was still shaking, as if it was like Mu Ran's mood, constantly swaying there.

Below him, the three most loyal leaders, the Pengbei Commander, the Holy Child Commander, and the Black Wind Commander, were kneeling on the ground, not daring to cross in the slightest. In addition, there were many Golden Immortal-level masters who had taken refuge in the Fire Spirit Emperor Palace and also knelt below. After all, no matter what time it is, a person at the level of a golden immortal can be regarded as a master.

"Emperor, please rest assured, those reincarnation cultists are not afraid, please rest assured, we will swear allegiance to the death!" This guy was originally the Black Wind Demon King Black Bear Spirit back then, if it weren't for Mu Ran's great mercy, I am afraid that he would now be the tragic mountain guardian god in the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest. Therefore, he respects this master ten thousand times more than others.

"Emperor Qiyu, in addition to the Rakshasa who took the lead, there are two masters above the least quasi-saint in total, and one of them does not seem to be from this world. "It's not like the Black Wind Commander who only knows the flattery of words, but tells all the information. As the commander of the Secret Investigation Department, this is what he should do.

"It's not from this world, that's the Demon God, what do you think?" Mu Ran didn't pay much attention to these, anyway, as long as it wasn't for the reincarnation Dao master, it wouldn't pose any threat to him.

"Okay, okay, I don't have any people under you, so I'd better come. The demon gods are not all allies, and there are also many factions, just like some messy sect here. He grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and Ciel's mouth was immediately filled, chewing on and out.

"As long as there is something to eat, you are a good person, and Mu Ran, you bastard, is a great good person. As long as it's not a fight with the old master and the boss of Baal, let alone a demon god, or the second and third children, I dare to go up and pinch him!" But for food, he is really not an ordinary fan, this kind of thing, maybe he can say it, and he can really do it.

"Well, since he reincarnated the Daoist Master and didn't go out in person, I'm afraid that he decided that the emperor wouldn't make a move, this one, it's up to you to play, just be careful, don't be played to death by the other party. "Gollum, Gollum, the last bit of wine in the glass was drunk by Mu Ran, and then the whole glass fell to the ground, and shards flew all over the ground.

When I looked up again, I saw that there was still a trace of the high emperor in front of me? On the high platform, only Hill was the only one left who was still eating and drinking in the sea without caring about his image.

From the reincarnation prison to Xiniu Hezhou, there is more or less a little way. Cultivators are not real immortals, even if they are immortals, they don't have tens of thousands of years of penance, and if they want to teleport effortlessly, they should save the strength of this delusion. Therefore, most of the subordinates sent by the Samsara Sect are still floating in mid-air.

"Two gentlemen, this operation has to rely on two more people. Rakshasa is not a person who talks a lot, but the two people in front of him are worthy of him to say a few more words, and even lower his posture.

These two people, one is described as withered, the other is bloated, and they are quite different in terms of appearance and voice tone. But the only thing they can make the reincarnation Dao Master value is their strength, their strength is definitely extraordinary.

The bloated fat man turned his head and seemed to smile innocently, but this move, I don't know how much effort it spent, and the flesh on the whole body shook a few times, like the waves on top of each other, it was really frighteningly tight.

"Second young master, please rest assured, these things, the two of us will naturally handle them properly. As long as the Dao Master can remember our efforts in the future, it is enough to give a little more support. The fat man's voice was like a screaming big fat pig, and it was simply unpleasant. If it weren't for Rakshasa asking him at this moment, I was afraid that he would vomit out the overnight meal. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

"Hehehe, the eldest young master is too stubborn, it's better to follow the second young master. Compared with Buddhism, presumably this Fire Spirit Emperor Palace is like a chicken and a dog, and destroying it is just a matter of turning over your hands. The second young master is still relieved. The voice of the withered guy was hoarse, and a little vague, if it weren't for the fact that there were people with advanced mana here, I was afraid that I would hear something to this guy's ear.

Although he listened to the words of these two people, Rakshasa had his own mind. He clutched the scimitar in his hand tightly and looked into the distance, thinking of his own sister and good nephew.

"Do we really want to meet each other in arms?" no one could answer his words, and such words could only ask themselves secretly.

The hand that held the scimitar suddenly tightened by two points.