Everyone was shocked. Was this monk also the one who came out of the door that day?
But at this time, the middle-aged man looked at the monk and frowned: "Where did you come from, monk? What are you going to do?"
Everyone was stunned.
In other words, this middle-aged man does not know this monk.
The monk in cassock clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name again, and then said to the middle-aged man in white: "This is not your world. You should not have crossed the gate of heaven. Go back."
The middle-aged man in white paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Monk, are you trying to drive me back?"
"Yes."
The monk in cassock nodded seriously and said: "Yes, this is not your world. Your arrival will change the order of this world, so you should go back."
"What if I don't want to go back?"
"The poor monk will send you back personally."
"Ha ha......"
The middle-aged man in white laughed and said, "It's really interesting. A mere monk from the mortal world wants to send me back. Who do you think you are?"
The monk in cassock said: "The poor monk is the protector of the world."
"What?"
Originally, the middle-aged man looked disdainful towards the cassocked monk, but now he looked shocked.
"You, you said you are a world protector? Are there also world protectors in this mortal world?"
"Yes."
The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then laughed again and said, "Even if you are a world protector, you are just a world protector in the mortal world. What can you do?"
"Now, I'm going to pull out this kid's divine source, and I'm going to see if you can do anything to me."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man's aura on Yun Yi began to increase in intensity.
"The Dharma is boundless."
The monk in cassock also swooped down at this time. He held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and shot it directly at the middle-aged man.
Ah~~
The middle-aged man didn't care much about the cassock monk's attack. He just waved his hand casually, trying to break the cassock monk's attack, but the Buddha bead attack directly penetrated the middle-aged man's palm, causing him to scream in agony.
"How can it be?"
The middle-aged man looked at the monk in cassocks in horror. Obviously, he was very confident in his casual wave action just now, but he never expected that the beads would be broken.
"Buddha Statue Garo."
The monk in cassock shouted again, and then the string of beads suddenly broke, and eighteen beads surrounded the middle-aged man, constantly rotating and shrinking, trapping him inside.
"What's this?"
The middle-aged man kept struggling, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
The monk in cassock said: "This is a Buddhist bead made of small-leaf red sandalwood."
The middle-aged man roared: "I'm not asking you about its material, but why it can suppress my profound energy?"
"So this is what you were talking about?"
The monk in cassock smiled and said: "This small-leaf red sandalwood Buddha bead has been tempered by the blood of the demon dragon, and it will naturally have a suppressive effect on Da Xuantian practitioners."
"What?"
The middle-aged man exclaimed again. At this time, the monk in cassock suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, and flew him towards the Tianmen.