Supreme Daddy

In the distant Daputuo Temple...

At the same time, in the quiet Zen temple hall, a loud shout suddenly came out.

An old monk in cassock robes and a white beard was sitting here, discussing something with a few people. At this moment, a ray of light rushed directly into the hall.

This old monk is one of the representatives of Putuo Temple, Master Xuanmiao, and a representative figure of the Xuanzi sect.

"The Supreme Lord kills me, all the brothers and sisters will avenge me!"

A voice came from this golden light, which was exactly what the ancestor of the Gongsun clan said before.

"It's an emergency communication talisman from the God Realm. This..."

"Someone is in trouble!"

Hearing this voice, the expressions of all the monks in the hall and the old monk changed. They all had expressions of disbelief, and their faces were full of shock.

At this moment, the old monk Master Xuanmiao's eyes narrowed, he turned his palms, pinched his fingers as if he were telling fortunes, and then sighed.

"he died!"

The faces of the other old monks in the main hall gradually became serious!

"The Supreme Lord! What is he going to do?" A certain monk asked, staring at the crowd.

"Listen to the voice? It's the God Realm again. Could it be Junior Brother Xuansheng?" Master Xuankong frowned. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. He had been in seclusion for twelve years and came out three months ago!

"Supreme benefactor, he has gone too far!!"

Master Xuankong roared with anger on his face, a monstrous aura emitted from his body, and the entire hall rumbled.

When he came out of seclusion this time, he was already confident that he could take the sword that Ling Yun had struck in Tianmen Continent, and his absolute defense was better consolidated.

"Junior brother, please don't get angry. We are monks and we pay attention to being calm!" Master Xuanmiao, an old monk, said earnestly and coaxingly!

"It's Senior Brother Xuanmiao, you taught me this lesson!" Master Xuankong apologized slightly to the other monks, but Master Xuanji was beside him, silent!

"Senior brother, what should we do?" Master Xuanwu asked!

The people gathered here are all monks of the Xuanzi generation, that is, the junior disciples of the Xuanmiao sect. Basically, they all speak the Buddha's heart and kill people without blinking an eye. They are all fake monks.

Putuo Temple is also complex. From ancient times to the present, many sects have developed. The Xuanmiao sect is more active, just like the forces in the temple.

Only Xuan Kong and Xuan Zhen have a sense of justice, but the former seems to be nosy. Although he is popular, his reputation in some people's mouth is very bad.

"Amitabha, my compassionate Buddha, do you want to work together to break the void and go to the divine world?" Master Xuanji's eyes flashed with a hint of humor.

"Although Junior Brother Xuansheng has been secular for countless years, we will never forget the years of cultivation we have spent together. If we sit idly by and ignore it, Master Quanxia will be chilled if we know it!" Master Xuankong clasped his hands together and kept chanting sutras after he finished speaking. , his face looked a little distressed.

"You can't go, you can't go!" Master Xuanzhen shook his head. The Supreme Lord gave others a bad feeling, and he was unwilling to take risks.

I murmured in my heart, a man who can fight the Demon King for more than 8,000 years undefeated, will he be a simple thing?

The Great Demon King was forced to abdicate by him, and the entire demon army that finally invaded the God Realm was wiped out. Junior Brother Xuankong was defeated by the Supreme Lord in Tianmen Continent.

Now that Junior Brother Xuansheng in the Holy Land of God Realm has been killed by him again, he must take it seriously.

"Brother, I don't agree!" Master Xuanji stood up, his face as gentle and gentle as before, full of bad ink.

"If you don't agree, just go by yourself. However, we will explain to the gods that it is you who are doing your own thing and it has nothing to do with Putuo Temple." Master Xuanzhen's brows gradually knitted together, and his old voice made people solemn and respectful.

Master Xuanji had an ugly expression on his face and finally said nothing. The others shook their heads, obviously not wanting to go to the God Realm.

Master Xuankong can't stand it, but he's not afraid!

"Senior brother, let me go. Last time I had a showdown with his Supreme Lord, so after twelve years, I will definitely have a chance of winning against him!"

"Junior brother is so confident?" Master Xuanmiao was quite surprised, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

Master Xuanji hurriedly said: "Senior brother Xuankong is determined, and senior brother Xuansheng is aware of it."

"It's my duty!"

"Junior brothers, what do you think?" Master Xuanmiao faced the crowd with a string of stone Buddha beads circling in his hand. Judging from its sharpness, it must be an incredible fairy weapon.

"I wish senior brother a speedy return."

Everyone put their palms up with one hand, put them to their mouths, and shouted in unison, Xuan Sheng's death can't just be forgotten, since Xuan Kong came forward, why wouldn't they do it!

Master Xuanmiao sighed: "Forget it, forget it!!"

Master Xuankong called out Amitabha, and then all the monks worked together to send him into the gate of the void!

On the divine peak!

Ling Yun sneered, something changed in the void, someone is coming! !

Murong Taishan and Shangguan Patriarch didn't plan to leave so quickly. They had something good to watch. They had to see Putuo Temple's hand-sword Tai Shengjun! Otherwise, how could they be willing?

The gods whispered among themselves, and finally Zhongshenzun and Baishenzun left quietly, preparing to find all the gods.

There was a ripple in the void, and Master Xuankong walked out with golden light, looking down at the people in Ling Yun!

"Xuan Kong!"

Dongshenzun's face turned pale, and he was so powerful. This time he was afraid it would be a big battle.

"Just one? Not bad!!" Nan Shenzun patted his heart, feeling uneasy.

"Ha, okay, okay!" Murong Taishan smiled from ear to ear as soon as he saw Xuan Kong's appearance!

"Immortal! He also has to shed his skin!" Shangguan Patriarch glared at Ling Yun, thinking: "Let's take it out this time. He has heard about Master Xuankong's reputation for a long time, and Tai Shenjun is against him. Abnormal defense, haha...!"

As soon as Master Xuankong came out, he looked around and glared angrily: "Junior Brother Xuansheng, you died so miserably!!"

"Little monk, we meet again, stay safe, haha!" Ling Yun didn't even raise his head, and sat cross-legged in the air, about one meter above the ground, majestic and domineering! !

"Great Lord! It was you who killed my junior brother!"

"No, no, no, his death has nothing to do with this emperor!"

Ling Yun shook his head in amusement, the ancestor of the Gongsun clan committed suicide, this is the fact!

"Is this old man blind? I'm so sorry for Junior Brother Xuansheng. He's completely changed beyond recognition. He must have been tortured to death before that. Oh my god."

Master Xuankong walked down slowly, his whole body still emitting golden light, which was very dazzling.

"Senior Xuankong, that's him. Don't listen to his slander. Brother Gongsun was killed by the Supreme Lord."

Ancestor Shangguan said!

Dongshenzun and the others also said: "Hello, Master, Amitabha, this is not the case, please listen to us!"

"We should talk first!" Murong Taishan said angrily!

"That's enough. Don't say anything. I'm asking the Supreme Benefactor! Is the death of Junior Brother Xuansheng related to you?" Master Xuankong clenched his fists, golden light flashed from his body, and everyone was shaken back!

"So what if you have it, so what if you don't have it, little monk, put away your kindness, I don't need it, and the God Realm doesn't need it either!"

Ling Yun smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and some evil nature emerged.