The old monk Mingkong stared at Ye Xuan, and his murderous intent suddenly appeared.
He originally planned to use this to discuss with Ye Xuan, but he didn't expect Ye Xuan to take action without saying a word. Faced with such a situation, he had no idea.
After all, the news he received was that the entire Huangji Immortal Sect was only one Ye Xuan who could see it, and the others were just native chickens and tile dogs.
Who would have expected that a Li Kuang Tu suddenly appeared, which actually possessed such powerful strength? Not to mention this, Ye Xuan is even more crazy and will not give them a chance to say more! Since that's the case, then
He had nothing to hide, so he took action to kill this guy directly. Let's see how the Emperor Immortal Sect can deal with it! "Amitabha."
The old monk Mingkong used a Zen stick and a bowl in the other hand, and said the Buddha's name.
In an instant, the blessing of golden light was made, and the whole person was like a holy monk in the world. The infinite Buddha light shone on him, and the power displayed made people feel numb on his scalp.
The most important thing is that the Buddha power contained in it actually makes people feel like they are kneeling down and surrendering, and they are convinced.
"The Demon Monk is the Demon Monk."
Ye Xuan looked calm and looked at the old monk Mingkong faintly.
"Can the donor hear the news that the Heavenly Way has suppressed loose?"
The old monk Mingkong swallowed lightly and vomited slowly.
"You are trying to say that your true cultivation can be displayed, right?"
Ye Xuan smiled slightly.
"The donor is very wise. It is better to worship me in Cangsheng Temple and practice. At the same time, he can also resolve the grudge between Cangsheng Temple and your Huangji Immortal Sect. What do you think?"
The old monk Mingkong smiled slightly and said, "It's really kind-eyed and polite, and people can't hate it."
But this method was not enough in Ye Xuan's eyes.
Ye Xuan smiled indifferently and said, "You have been practicing in Cangsheng Temple for many years. Have you never heard of it? The small temple cannot accommodate the big Buddha."
The old monk Mingkong raised his eyebrows, stared at Ye Xuan, and said with a smile: "The donor is really good at joking. Are there any Buddhas in the entire land of Daozhou that cannot be accommodated by my Cangsheng Temple?"
Ye Xuan smiled even more and said calmly: "Do you understand why I said the small temple can't accommodate the big Buddha?"
The old monk Mingkong suddenly understood what Ye Xuan meant and narrowed his eyes and said, "The donor is saying that your great Buddha is no longer limited to Daozhou?"
Ye Xuan didn't speak, but his meaning could not be obvious anymore.
The old monk Mingkong suddenly laughed, letting them hang in the void, he put his hands together, like a Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
After the words came to the ground, the old monk Mingkong suddenly looked up at Ye Xuan.
Rumble———In an instant, the world changed.
The Huangji Immortal Sect and the Cangsheng Temple, who were originally fighting, all disappeared at this moment.
The whole world is turned upside down.
This is a great world with Buddha light shining everywhere. Billions of novice monks are singing Buddhist scriptures, three thousand Buddhas sit cross-legged in the void, and behind them is the Buddha light shining everywhere.
This is simply a great world of Buddhas! And the old monk Mingkong stood before these Buddhas, with a Zen stick and bowl next to him. Although his temperament is not as good as those Buddhas, he gives people the feeling that he is the ancestor of all Buddhas.
, boundless terror.
"Donor, let's take a look, what level is I in?"
The old monk Mingkong looked at Ye Xuan calmly, and was not in a hurry to suppress this unknown guy.
Strength is the absolute confidence.
"Tsk tsk, Tian Daoxian, I'll scare someone to death if I say it."
Ye Xuan said with a smile.
As early as when the people from Cangsheng Temple came to Zhongxuan Mountain, Ye Xuan already knew the strength of these guys.
In the entire team, except for the old monk Mingkong who is in the Great Sage Realm, the other strongest person is the monk Du Zhen. The other ten people have similar strengths. The overall strength of Monk Du Yuan, who has a six-meter-long golden body, is
Yes, but his cultivation is only in the immortal realm. His appearance is more because Cangsheng Temple wants to use him to show the strength of Cangsheng Temple.
It was an invisible shock.
And this old monk Mingkong is a real wise man of heaven.
This is the second realm of the Great Sage Realm.
At the same time, the path of supreme great sage can be said to be the highest point in the lifetime of the old monk Mingkong.
The great wise men and the supreme wise men are basically hopeless.
But even so, this old monk Mingkong is still one of the most terrifying existences in the world.
It took me a long time for the old monk Mingkong to reach this level.
This time, the old monk Mingkong has no idea about external affairs.
Otherwise... they wouldn't have come to Ye Xuan and shouted.
"Since the donor knows my cultivation level, your choice is..." Old Monk Mingkong said with a smile.
“Do I still have room for choice?”
Ye Xuan spread his hands and said with a smile: "Of course I can only kill you."
When he heard the first half of the sentence, the old monk Mingkong smiled even more. When he heard the second half of Ye Xuan, his smile froze and then frowned at Ye Xuan. This guy is so ignorant?
But the next moment, this old monk who had already entered the wise man of heaven was shocked.
I saw an unparalleled aura spreading rapidly on Ye Xuan.
The big sleeves fluttered, Ye Xuan took off the heavy snow-raising sword gourd around his waist and raised his head to drink.
But that terrifying pressure was like a rolling trend, pressing towards the old monk Mingkong.
At that moment, the old monk Mingkong was pressed so hard that he could not straighten his waist, his eyes full of horror.
The old monk Mingkong could not even look directly at Ye Xuan now.
It seems that there is an unimaginable terrible force in this person, which forces people to look at him.
"I don't know if you are here, I am rude first. I will apologize to you here."
Old Monk Mingkong was sweating profusely on his forehead. He didn't dare to be disrespectful and chose to bow his head directly.
Because he knew very well that the person in front of him would definitely have the ability to crush him.
beat?
He was just a joke in front of others, what should he beat him?
"Summer insects only know the weather at the end of the world, but not the snow in the mountains in the cold winter."
Ye Xuan put down the snow-raising sword gourd, his smile was unruly, and his eyes were even more indifferent to the common people.
Ye Xuan looked at the old monk Mingkong who was bowing his head in front of him and whispered softly: "All ordinary people envy the emperor's nobleness..." "I haven't seen the sky... millions of immortals!"
Boom! The words were like thunder, and they exploded in the ears of the old monk Mingkong.
At that moment, the old monk Mingkong felt that his consciousness was blurred, and the last consciousness was that, as a great Taoist wise man, he was just an ant in his eyes.
The bitterness spread in my heart for a moment, and then I lost consciousness.
And in Ye Xuan's eyes, the old monk Mingkong turned into dust.
As for the great world full of Buddha, it collapsed at this moment.
Ye Xuan was still standing in the air above the mountain gate of the Huangji Immortal Sect.
Looking from afar, the people of the Huangji Immortal Sect have already taken the lead.
The defeat of Cangsheng Temple is a matter of time sooner or later.