Super Urban Master

A little lord, dare to keep us waiting?

The one who spoke was a bald monk with a tall stature, and the Buddha beads in his hand looked like a masterpiece.

He was obviously not from Hot Summer, his skin was dark, and he gave a very wicked and gloomy feeling.

"You are? Since you don't want to wait for a long time, why do you come to Kunlun?" I asked indifferently.

The black-faced monk's face sank, and his hand lightly twisting the prayer beads suddenly paused.

Suddenly, a powerful Buddha aura burst out of the black-faced monk's body.

Buddhism has always been strong, and those who practice Buddhism can practice the supreme Buddha intent and create a body that is not bad.

The black-faced monk in this foreign land is obviously not bad, and he is not practicing Buddha's will, but entering the world tantric Buddhism.

He is not a golden Buddha, but a black Buddha.

This murderous Buddha's air cover turned towards me, and it seemed that it would give me a slap in the face as soon as it came up.

I have to say that this person is really strong, and it is estimated that he has already entered the heavenly sage, extremely terrifying.

However, I was lucky enough to reach the Heavenly Sacred Qi Machine. Although this Buddha Qi is strong, it is not a killer move, and it is not difficult to deal with it.

I didn't raise my energy to resist, but directly blocked it with sparse.

I have the Kunlun spiritual fetus, the son of heaven and earth, in my body. He has swallowed countless auras, spiritual, evil, chaotic...

But he seldom swallows Buddha's energy, because Buddhism has always been low-key and restrained, focused on goodness, and has nothing to do with the world, and there are few phone meetings.

I took the opportunity this time, but I wanted to make Kunlun fetus evolve.

So I lifted my breath slightly and seduce with breath, like throwing bait to the black-faced monk.

His Buddha's energy quickly suppressed my breath, and after winning the pursuit, it poured into my body.

"Heh, are you really the Kunlun Sect Master Chen Kunlun? The same Chen Kunlun who was regarded as a hero by Yanxia and brought light to the Yanxia Xuanmen?"

The black-faced monk felt that my Qi machine was only in the Qi Refining Realm, and his face suddenly rose in disdain, suppressing me while continuing the yin and yang strange aura: "Such a weak person can become the lighthouse of the Yan Xia Xuanmen, it seems that the Yan Xia Xuanmen is really gone! Embarrassing!"

I ignored him, let the Buddha's breath enter my body, and let Kunlun fetus eat it slowly.

The Yanxia Xuanmen masters on the side showed anger, but they were not the opponent of this monk, and I was forbearing, they had to be silent.

"Are you dumb? Or are you scared to speak because of my strength?" The black-faced monk became angry when he saw that I ignored him.

I just smiled and said: "You are a monk from a foreign land, but you have learned the language of the hot summer, and you came to me all the way to hot summer. Why, such an unbearable Yanxia Xuanmen, what attracted you to come?"

"court death!"

The black-faced monk suddenly felt that there was no light on his face, and immediately raised his hand and patted me with the palm of the Buddha.

He wanted to combine the inside with the outside, arouse the Buddha's energy in my body, knock me down and embarrass me.

But when his Buddha's palm fell, it eventually sank to the sea.

But he was improperly prepared, and was suddenly pulled by my Qi machine, and he staggered towards him. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would fall into a dog and eat shit.

"You don't have to give this big gift." I raised my hand and smiled.

"you!"

His face suddenly turned dark, and black lotus rose on the soles of his feet, and he wanted to go to war with me.

However, at this moment, another middle-aged woman in a blue skirt waved her hand to stop the black-faced monk from making trouble.

She opened the mouth and said: "Enough, Abu, you are the leader of the Fanjiao of the Southern Kingdom. Why are you fighting with a Sect Master in the Summer? You have lost your identity."

This is a woman who seems to be only thirty or forty years old, with blond hair and blue eyes, but she feels very virgin, presumably the leader of the Vatican.

"That is, a Feng Shui master who has not been recognized even in the hot summer. I heard that the Sect Master didn't put him in his eyes at all. What strength do we compare with him?" Soon, there was another person wearing a white robe. The middle-aged man agreed.

This person should be the master of Solomon's Hidden Gate. Except for the King Fusang, these foreign masters immediately joined forces to besiege me.

They all deliberately used Yanxia language, although it was a bit jerky, but they could understand it.

So they are not just talking to me, but also talking to everyone in the Yanxia Profound Clan.

They just create a sense of loftyness as soon as they come up, and they are proud and arrogant.

It happened that they were all Heavenly Sage-level strengths, and they were indeed superior. Even if they fought, these Summer Masters might not be their opponents.

This is the consequence of the Yellow River Divine Palace's Spirit Locking Array. Although it has delayed the evil clan's evil plan, it has hindered the development of the Yanxia Xuanmen.

After more than two thousand years of stagnation, the foreign land has cultivated the heavenly sage with the strength of the country. This is their proud capital.

This is still on the premise that I destroyed the temple, and now the sages of the Yanxia Xuanmen are really united, and no one dares to despise it. If half a year ago, I am afraid that it would be more passive.

Looking at the hot summer geomantic omens, one by one, angered and unspeakable, I acted.

"Is it enough? I don't care where you are from? What do you want to do here? This is the hot summer, Kunlun Mountain. If you don't want to be swept out, don't be so noisy and look like you are like clowns." I said every word.

"Is it your turn to speak up here? It's not just a matter of Yanxia now. You can't even say that the human sect master will come, so that he still has a face here to represent Yanxia?" The black-faced monk immediately Irony to me.

I was about to fight back when suddenly a cold voice came: "Who said I didn't come?"

The voice was very cold, as if from another world.

Not arrogant, but despise everything.

Accompanied by this voice, a woman in bright red clothes walked in, graceful and majestic.

Behind her, followed by a swordsman in a golden robe, it was Ao Long.

Guarded by Ao Long, this person is obviously the mysterious Sect Master!

When she appeared, the audience was silent.

Even if they had just spoken badly, several foreign Xuanmen Heavenly Sages who were not ashamed of it all shut up and cast awe at the Sect Master, carefully looking at them.

And with her appearance, Yan Xia's feng shui bigwigs also raised their heads one after another.

Obviously, she was born extraordinary, and she became the backbone of Yanxia's master when she showed up, and even destroyed my prestige, and confirmed that she was the king of the Yanxia Xuanmen.

She is a woman, which verifies my previous guess that she may really be the national girl who can breathe dragon spirit.

I want to maintain the majesty of the boss, deliberately ignore her, the corner of his practical eye is already quietly looking at her.

The red clothes are evil and enchanted, with immortals in the enchantment, and imperial spirit in the immortals.

She gives people a very ancient and mysterious feeling, as if reading all the prosperous world, precipitated out the world's shocking treasure.

I looked at her face, she was wearing a mask like Ao Long, which made her look more mysterious and unpredictable.

However, even if I was wearing a mask, I still saw her face, and the mask could not hide the familiarity she brought to me.

At that moment, my body suddenly stiffened, my breathing was stagnant, and I almost fainted.

How could it be her?

Isn't this my wife, Ye Hongyu, whom I have always wanted to take care of in the palm of my hand?