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Chapter 1713 Mysterious old monk

"Nice job!"

"If you don't seek death, you won't die..."

Outside the ban, Duan Jiude and Er Gouzi applauded like seals in unison.

One thing is that they have seen many people seeking death, including themselves, who are all excellent examples of seeking death.

But it is truly rare in the world for someone like these Immortal Kings to seek death to such an extent.

You actually want to use your body to absorb the ancient catastrophe?

Even the Immortal Emperor of Sifang Tianmen here would probably give a thumbs up and say sincerely: "What a good guy, you've got a great job here."

Duan Jiude put his hands behind his back, his face showed the vicissitudes of life, and said with emotion: "I have to say, this is the emergence of talents from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones!"

Ergouzi also stood up, put on the flowery pants, and fluttered the cloak behind him: "Yes, as the saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, Teacher Duan, we are all old."

"Yes, Teacher Ergou, it's time for us to think of some new tricks."

When the Immortal King on the side heard this, he felt a chill coming from his heart.

You are already very famous for your wicked ways!

No more innovation!

Do you still want to live?

However, this Immortal King still felt quite lucky that he was one step slower than everyone else just now.

Otherwise, one of the several charred corpses lying there now would probably be one of his.

Within the confinement, a sense of panic is spreading in the home.

"Didn't you say that those ancient catastrophes were not very powerful?"

"You're blind! You didn't see that the body was already here!"

"These are all powerful men at the peak of the Immortal King... How can they not even block a bit of broken golden light?"

What they didn't know was that as Xu Que's strength continued to grow, the ancient catastrophe that appeared became stronger and stronger.

Even this time, before they knew it, Xu Que had already sensed some unknown changes in the ancient catastrophe.

Even he had endured quite a shock just now.

I don’t know why, but these ancient catastrophes seem to be vaguely transforming into the real ancient catastrophes that were once extremely terrifying, smelling and changing.

According to legend, when a real ancient catastrophe occurs, even the Immortal Emperor cannot stop it!

The catastrophe that I am going through now is just a false catastrophe that only has its own form but no divine form.

But that's not important. Seeing these guys being hacked to death is what Xu Que would like to see happen the most.

"It's not over yet!" Xu Que sneered and continued to absorb the ancient catastrophe at a faster speed, "You want to imitate me in absorbing the ancient catastrophe? You are simply overestimating your ability. You can't even handle the little power that I have spilled from the Holy Powder, and you still have the guts to chase after it.

Kill me? Ridiculous!”

Everyone's expressions were extremely grim, but they couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.

The facts are before our eyes. The peak Immortal King simply absorbed a little bit of the lightning after the ancient catastrophe shattered, and then died directly.

And Xu Que not only absorbed the lightning, but even shattered the golden dragon that was completely formed from the ancient catastrophe.

The results of it?

Nothing happened, not even a hair fell out!

And he is only in the realm of Daluo Jinxian. Who dares to believe this?

At the same time, an old monk with a miserable face was rushing here.

"The aura of the Buddha actually appeared here... Could it be that the real Buddha has appeared?"

The old monk's eyes were slightly focused, and he looked into the distance. All he saw was a golden auspicious cloud, with lightning flashing in it, which looked extremely terrifying.

"There are still people here to survive the tribulation... I have to rush there as soon as possible, otherwise the true Buddha will fall into the hands of others, and it will be difficult for me to rise to the Buddha realm again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk's figure had already rushed for dozens of miles.

In just a few breaths, he was already outside the forbidden area, standing on a sand dune, looking at the forbidden area not far away.

"It turned out that dozens of immortal kings and immortals jointly set up the ban to protect this person from the tribulation?" The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, stared for a moment, and shook his head, "No, they are not to protect this person, but

I want to imprison this person!"

Ergouzi, who was chatting with Duan Jiude, suddenly changed his expression and looked around: "Strange... I seem to feel a familiar breath."

"Familiar atmosphere? Are there still old acquaintances of yours here?" Duan Jiude frowned immediately, looked around, and suddenly became wary, "Teacher Ergou, you must have offended someone before.

Have people come to your door?"

"What a joke! I want to be fair and aboveboard in my actions, so how can I make enemies everywhere? That's obviously something you would do!"

"Don't fart! Old man, my nickname is Duan Jiude, a gentleman, a gentleman who is anxious for public good and a righteous young man. I can do shameless things like sneaking around?"

The two of them couldn't say a few words, and they immediately began to fight each other again.

The Immortal King on the side silently moved away. He felt from the bottom of his heart that if these two guys quarreled, they would definitely be thinking of some deceptive idea.

However, what is strange is that the old monk is clearly standing not far from Er Gouzi and Duan Jiude, but neither they nor the onlookers of the Immortal King have looked over.

It was as if they couldn't see this old monk at all.

"Boom!"

As soon as Xu Que finished speaking, bursts of thunderous explosions were heard again in the black clouds in the sky.

The thick black clouds rolled, and the golden lightning that was originally densely packed inside gradually condensed, forming several huge golden dragons.

These giant dragons shuttle back and forth in the black clouds, shining with golden light.

But under this gorgeous appearance, there is an indescribable terrifying power hidden.

"This...is actually an ancient catastrophe? And there are so many more!" A burst of light burst out from the old monk's cloudy old eyes, filled with strong shock.

He originally thought that the catastrophe of the people here was about to end, but who knew that he actually saw an ancient catastrophe that was rare in thousands of years!

"Could it be said that the person who survives the tribulation here is the true Buddha in my Buddha realm?" the old monk murmured.

He has lived for a long time, and his understanding of ancient catastrophes and the way of heaven far exceeds that of everyone present.

The ancient catastrophe was originally set up by Heaven to restrict the practice of mortals, and was specifically targeted at existences such as gods, Buddhas and demons that were beyond the control of Heaven.

According to records in ancient books, it is said that when the ancient Buddha was going through tribulation, a golden dragon of nine ancient catastrophes came to the world in an attempt to prevent his advancement.

You must know that the ancient catastrophe at that time was of genuine value, far beyond what Xu Que's current ancient catastrophe can match.

Nine is the ultimate number, and the nine golden dragons represent that the way of heaven is extremely unwilling for this person to survive the tribulation, so it wants to suppress him with the huge power of the tribulation.

Watching this person go through the tribulation, there were actually dozens of golden dragons. Although their power was not as powerful as what was recorded in ancient books, even today, it is enough to become a terrifying catastrophe spread throughout history!

Thinking of this, the old monk suddenly sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

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