Supreme Celestial Devil

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Lei Ao rushed out of one of the large metal fragments, and on his back a pair of lightning wings formed by lightning, suspended in the void 100 meters above the ground, with a shocked expression on his face, how could there be such a terrible thing The strong Buddha is hiding in Tianshicheng?

It's terrible!

The hit just now crushed all the silver-level metal flying boats. I am afraid that only the strongest in the heavens and humans have such powerful power.

He stared at the huge golden Buddha with a lingering fear, saying: "Lei warriors will follow orders and all retreat!"

Without any hesitation, Lei Ao opened his wings and fled to leave.

The Lei people who were martial arts were also stunned. Even Lei Ao fled. Naturally, they did not dare to stay here for a long time, and immediately took those Lei people who had been hit hard and fled.

Before long, the Lei people fled cleanly.

All the giants in Tianshi City were stunned, and even a Buddhist monk appeared and shocked the strong men of Lei'ao level.

"There is such a strong master of Buddhism beside that kid, it doesn't seem to be an unknown person!"

"Dare to offend the Lei, how could it be a simple character?"

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Sima Lian and Mrs. Luan of the Sima tribe also became dignified, took a deep look in the direction of Bhiqiu Temple, and then disappeared into the dark.

There were some strong men who wanted to fight Jiu Pinxuan, but after seeing that Buddhist monk shot, he dismissed this idea, and no one wanted to offend such a powerful enemy.

Many people think that the strong Buddhist man is definitely related to Ning Xiaochuan and Sima Jing, and it is likely that they are the asylums of both of them. However, no one knows that the most confused person at this moment is Ning Xiaochuan.

For a long while, Ning Xiaochuan was surprised. When no one continued to shoot, he rushed into the Buddhist temple.

Inside the Bhikhu Temple, except for him and Sima Jing, there is only a dangan monk full of nonsense.

Could that Buddhism strong man be him?

"The Buddha manifested! The Buddha manifested!"

The monk Tangan carried a huge cloth bag on his back, rushed out of the Buddhist temple, ran to the courtyard, and bowed with respect to the huge golden Buddha statue with pious expression!

"The Buddha has manifested his spirit! Save the suffering and the Buddha, you have finally manifested my spirit! I am your follower, praying every day, praying with tea, vegetarian tea, and helping others. Finally, I really see you! Buddha, do n’t go, do n’t Let ’s go! ”The monk Tangan knelt down on the ground, holding his hands to the sky, begging bitterly.

However, the light of that huge Buddha image gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely!

Ning Xiaochuan touched his chin, turned around the monk Tangan three times, carefully looked at him, and said, "I know you're not an honest monk. When will you continue to pretend?"

The monk Tangan stared at Ning Xiaochuan in doubt, and said with a daze, "Door, what are you talking about? The poor monk doesn't understand."

"Don't understand?"

Ning Xiaochuan's palm gathered a ray of lightning and bombarded it with a punch, in order to test out the true identity of the monk Tangan.

"Oh!"

Fist bombarded the monk in Tangan.

"what!"

The monk Tangan screamed and was blown out with a punch from Ning Xiaochuan, hitting the wall with his head and feet, and his big bald head sunk into the mud, revealing only his nose and mouth.

The big bag on his back was also broken, and hundreds of Buddhist sutras fell out of it, all over the floor.

Ning Xiaochuan stood in place, staring blankly at his fist, "How can this be?"

Situ Jing heard the screams rushing out of the Buddhist temple, and saw that Tangan monk was planted on the ground with a gray face. He rushed over and threw the bald monk Tangan out of the dirt, and said, "Ning brother, what the **** is going on? Why do you suddenly hit the master?"

The monk Tangan sat on the ground with a depressed face, rubbed his bald head, spit out the blades of grass, and mourned, "Yeah! Why?"

Although no test results were found, Ning Xiaochuan still did not believe in the expression of the Buddha, and felt that it must be a Tangan monk who was engaging in ghosts!

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Master, when the warriors of the Lei ethnic group came to attack Bichuk Monastery, where did you go?"

"The old man was cleaning the scriptures inside. Your friend could testify. He was always there. The old man was a duty monk. Who was provoked? Whoops! My scripture! It's all me. Baby! "

When the monk Tangan saw the scriptures falling on the ground, he burst into tears, crawled over to pick up the Buddhist scriptures on the ground, and repacked them into the bag.

Situ Jing nodded toward Ning Xiaochuan and said, "Yes! I did stay with the master at that time, and never left."

Ning Xiaochuan's brow suddenly deepened, and she began to wonder if she was mistaken. "Is there anyone else in this temple?"

He immediately rushed into the Buddhist temple and turned the entire Bhikhu Temple to the bottom, but he couldn't find a ghost shadow.

When Ning Xiaochuan returned to the courtyard again, the monk Tangan had reloaded the Buddhist scriptures into the bag, and said to Ning Xiaochuan, saying: "Amitabha! Ning, you are already enchanted! You are really a Buddha, just now, you Why bother to keep looking? "

Situ Jing came over and said, "Ning brother, our immediate priority is to escape from Tianshi City immediately before the forces of all parties have reacted."

"Yes! Yes! Buddha won't show up every time. We will escape from the city soon." Monk Tangan also looked very anxious.

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the monk Tangan and said, "Those people are coming for us, we just have to run. You are not an honest monk with duty? Why should you escape with us?"

The monk Tangan shook his head and sighed, and said with some bleakness: "There is no way for the poor monk. Ning Shi, you must know that Jiuyinjiang is a civilization belonging to Taoism. Taoism will not allow Buddhist disciples to preach. Expelled, but killed again. The poor monk followed the will of the Buddha and came here to preach and save one side of the soul, but now that his identity has been exposed, he must escape. The poor monk is because of you. Flee with me. "

Ning Xiaochuan had heard the saying that "Buddha and Taoism are not mutually exclusive". After pondering for a moment, he said, "Okay! If you want to be with us, then you will follow. We will go now!"

Ning Xiaochuan, Situ Jing, and Dangan monk fled from Tianshi City overnight and ran towards the wilderness.

When the next day arrived, they had gone thousands of miles into the wilderness.

"Brother Ning, what's your plan now? The friend who is going to continue to find you?" Situ Jing asked.

Ning Xiaochuan let out his mind, covering hundreds of miles around him, and was sure that no one followed him and was relieved. "I have to go to the Black Mist Ghost Plain first to determine something."

When the monk Tangan standing not far away heard Ning Xiaochuan's words, he turned his eyes and said, "Amitabha! Ning Shi, the black haunt ghost can never go, there are ghosts there!"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "The master has been to the Black Mist Ghost Forest?"

"No! No! I just heard, I heard it completely, I heard that it was an ancient **** soil. A long time ago, an earth-shattering war broke out, and many people have died. Blood invaded the soil and changed the radius of one hundred thousand miles. It's a terrible place. There is a terrible giant ghost ghost king in the Black Mist Ghost Plains, with great strength and powerful mana, even a few mystic masters in the great wilderness are very afraid of it and dare not easily enter the ghost forest. "Said the monk Tangan.

Situ Jing said, "Brother Ning, I'll go with you."

Tangan monk said: "Don't go! It's a place where life is forbidden. Everyone who walks into it will become a black-skinned, blood-haired ghost slave. Going to bury the mountain is better than going to Heiwu Guiyuan. Qiang, you are not on a map of Burial of the Gods. You enter according to the path of life marked on the map. Maybe you can find the God's possession left by Emperor Zijin. "

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "You followed us into the great wasteland, wouldn't you still be thinking about that corner of the map?"

"How is it possible? Sin! Sin! The poor monk is really persuading you that the Black Mist Ghost really can't go, and will regret it when he goes." Monk Tangan said.

Ning Xiaochuan seemed to be unable to hear the monk Tangan talking, summoned the two-headed stone beast, and jumped on the back of the two-headed stone beast. Situ Jing also jumped up and sat on the tail of the two-headed stone beast.

"Master, will you go with us? If you are afraid, don't go, we will go first!" Situ Jingdao said.

"How can a scared monk slay monsters and demon monsters? How can they be afraid? Wait! A scared monk is on the road with you, one more person to take care of."

The monk Tangan also climbed to the back of the two-headed stone beast, took out the Buddhist scriptures in the bag, and even started to meditate and chant. The body exudes a faint light of Buddha, but it looks like a Buddhist monk.

The two-headed stone beast unfolded a pair of huge stone wings, soared, and flew smoothly at low altitude.

Ning Xiaochuan took out a bottle of spirit of blood veins that had been smelted from the blood of the seventh-level mysterious beast, and handed it to Situ Jing, saying, "There are 152 drops of seventh-level blood spirits in it, which should be able to help you fully recover. Martial arts repair. "

Blood Spirit is a precious medicine!

A bottle of seventh-level blood spirit can buy more than 100,000 pieces of black stone. Such precious things were directly given away by Ning Xiaochuan, which naturally made Situ Jing very grateful.

"Brother Ning, thank you!" Situ Jing didn't want to say extra words, but just remembered the gratitude in his heart.

Situ Jing began to refine the spirit of the bloodline and resumed cultivation.

Ning Xiaochuan is also preparing to start cultivation.

His realm has now reached the seventh peak of the dignity state, but it is not something that can be done in a short while.

If Yu Ningsheng is not found in the Black Mist Ghost Plains, he must consider burying the mountain. The stronger his strength is, the better, or he will easily die in it.