I seized the Demon Emperor

Master Mingjue didn't pay attention to the sarcasm hidden in Su Wei's words, and replied in a gentle tone: "The leader of the foreign tribe is so talented that I feel ashamed of myself. In the battle back then, he was completely defeated, and as a result, he was left with wounds that are difficult to heal. The root of the disease remains to this day.

I have been sitting in the mountain gate for more than 20 years. If I didn't get an occasional income, I really wouldn't dare to go out and show my shame.

No matter how incompetent the old man is, he will not embarrass a child.

It's just that Xiao Tanyue, the donor of Su, was born with a demonic fetus. In order to avoid harming the common people, he had to invite him back to Qingliang Mountain and his party, hoping to use Buddhism to resolve the demonic nature.

Leader Chen is a genius of a generation, even better than the leader of a foreign clan at the same age. Lao Na does not dare to expect victory, but only hopes to stay with the leader for a while to fight for a way out for his fellow disciples. "

"Master is really an eminent monk with a good temper. He was so seriously injured at the hands of a foreign clan leader, and now he can join forces with a foreign clan to invade our sect's sacred territory." Zhang Tianheng said happily.

Su Wei glanced at him and nodded secretly.

It seemed that his words were sarcastic and unscrupulous, but Zhang Tianheng's words were actually secretly testing the other party. In addition to Zuo Xian, Wang Xiuzhe and his team, how many foreign masters were going south.

In particular, has the leader of the foreign race ever left seclusion?

Master Mingjue seemed not to notice the trap in Zhang Tianheng's words, and answered very frankly: "The Black Emperor's coming to the south is his personal decision, and he came here because of his personal grudge with Master Chen."

Su Wei's eyes flashed: "Master is a monk, don't tell lies. The Black Emperor was defeated by the leader of the sect and fled for his life. He relied on the support of 'Wind Wolf' Loeb, the fourth among the twelve flying generals under the Sword Emperor." Only by helping each other can you save your life.”

Master Mingjue replied: "As far as I know, Feng Lang and Hei Emperor are old friends, or they came here out of friendship."

"Wind Wolf" Loeb grew up with the foreign leader and King Zuo Xian. It was not a secret, and the Demon Cult also heard about it.

However, the sick Maha who was opposite him answered all questions and looked honest, which made it difficult for people in the Demon Cult to judge whether his words were true or false.

"The master is compassionate, compassionate, and determined to save the child. Su Mou feels this in his heart, but why has he never seen the master go to save the Black Emperor?" Su Wei asked lightly.

Master Mingjue said: "Donor Su is not angry. He feels that the people in the temple are trying to bully others, but there is no need. The benefactor is the head of the Xuanwu Hall of the Demon Sect. He is hiding the evil nature of Master Hua in the temple. He will provoke Master Chen like he did now, which is worse than provoking a gangster." It will be even more difficult for the emperor.

What you seek is just a matter of chance.

Joining forces with the Black Emperor is not what I originally wanted, but the opportunity is rare.

If you miss this time, you may not have the opportunity to join hands with the Black Emperor, the Sword Emperor, and the Xia Emperor to go south now, and none of the three emperors will be here.

It's just that people are not as good as God. Now it seems that Master Chen's merits are related to nature. Although the battle with the Sword Emperor will have some impact, it will not be a serious problem.

It's a pity that there is no turning back when the bow is drawn, so we can only try our best and sacrifice our lives.

The demon star of your son is falling from the sky, and brothers and sisters can't turn a blind eye. The Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If you have to, just give up this stinky skin. "

"Master, you are so enlightened." Su Wei sneered: "But don't forget that your Qingliang Temple is facing the enemies of the foreign race. You gave up your skin in the holy land of our sect. There is no need for this sect to settle accounts with you. Your Qingliang Temple's foundation will be in jeopardy." ”

Master Mingjue replied calmly: "Then it depends on the preparations of Donor Tao and Donor Li."

Tao Wangji.

Li Yuanlong.

"In addition, although the Black Emperor's words are supported by Feng Lang, he may not be able to return to Mobei safely." Master Mingjue said.

Zhang Tianheng raised his eyebrows: "Master is really despicable, aboveboard, and frank..."

"Tianheng."

At this time, Chen Luoyang's voice came from the hall.

Zhang Tianheng and Su Wei both remained silent.

Opposite him, Master Mingjue, shrouded in the Buddha's light, whispered the Buddha's name.

He was happy to continue talking nonsense with the other party.

But obviously the leader of the Demon Cult did not intend to give him this opportunity.

In the end, my subordinates must see the truth.

"I don't know what I can do, please ask Master Chen for advice."

Master Mingjue's voice gradually faded away.

The sound of Buddhist chants, bells and drums filling the sky became louder and louder, almost deafening.

But such a noisy sound does not make people upset, but makes them more peaceful and peaceful.

It is so peaceful that you can indulge in it and find it difficult to extricate yourself.

My mind is completely empty and I can't think of anything else.

Su Wei, who was in the Wuzong realm, felt slightly in a trance even with Zhang Tianheng's help.

Other people whose cultivation level was lower than him were even more strongly affected.

In front of everyone's eyes, with the Six Dragon Emperor's Chariot as the center, the surrounding area for several kilometers was enveloped in a glazed Buddha's light.

In the Buddha's light, you can vaguely see lotus flowers in full bloom and bodhi trees sprouting branches.

There are thousands of pagodas erected in mid-air.

There are relic pearls on the pagoda, emitting colorful light.

Golden lamps hang above the pagoda. The lights are always bright, illuminating the world in all directions.

People hear Sanskrit sounds lingering in their ears, and they seem to smell bursts of sandalwood in their mouths and noses, which makes people feel more peaceful.

At the end, above the six-dragon imperial chariot, the Buddha appeared faintly and preached the Dharma.

The Buddha is not an illusion, but seems to be real.

The Buddha's body grew bigger and bigger, until it seemed infinite, filling the heaven and earth.

The imperial chariot seemed to be getting smaller and smaller in front of him, as small as mustard seed dust.

The six dragons roared uneasily at first, but the roar soon gradually became deeper, and their eyes became confused.

Zhang Tianheng and Su Wei looked at each other.

No wonder sick Maha dares to come out again.

It turns out that he really figured out a way to regain the strength of the thirteenth realm, the true form realm.

Although it is not the power of the Martial Emperor as people usually say, but comes from spiritual suppression.

But the level of power is undoubtedly not comparable to that of the Martial King.

The Sanskrit chanting of Qingliang Temple is a unique skill in the vast land of China, and it can almost be called the first sound killing technique.

Now Master Mingjue has been practicing for many years and focusing on studying. His attainments in Sanskrit chanting have reached the magical level of turning falsehood into reality, and he can transform the Pure Land into a Buddhist realm with Sanskrit.

Although the Burning Sea Six Sounds in the Thirty-Six Secrets of the Demon Sect are also famous for their domineering sound killing techniques, they are inevitably inferior to the opponent's Sanskrit chanting.

The masters of the Demon Sect at the same level cannot fight against such a Sanskrit Pure Land with the Burning Sea Six Sounds...

Just as the two were thinking about this, they heard Chen Luoyang's voice coming from the hall behind them.

"Sick Maha?" The tone was calm.

"You are not sick, you are stupid."

Along with the voice, there was a "dong" sound.

The sound was extremely harsh, instantly destroying the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere of the Pure Land.

Then, there was another "dong" sound.

It was like the collision of metal and iron.

The endless killing aura came, making people feel frightened and excited, and their blood vessels expanded.

In the hall.

Chen Luoyang sat high on the seat, calm and composed.

The fingers of his right hand knocked on the armrest of the seat one by one.

"Dong... Dong... Dong..."

The usual inconspicuous knocking sound, at this moment, seemed like a series of invisible divine weapons, emitted from the Six Dragon Emperor's chariot, piercing the Sanskrit Pure Land.

At present, the power of the thirteenth realm can only be exerted at most, and three moves may not be enough to break the Sanskrit sound with force.

But what the leader didn't know before, I know now...

Chen Luoyang half drooped his eyelids.

The black light that originally flashed in his pupils turned into dark gold.