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Chapter 117 The Fifth Form of the Golden Master of Buddha Cultivation (2)

As soon as the house was broken down, Li Qingbao saw clearly the current situation. There were many people outside the house.

They were all white clothes, and the white ones passed by, like pieces of dandruff, or a large piece.

In just a moment, Li Qingbao figured out his situation. These people seemed to be practicing, and they practiced in such a large number.

There is only one possibility, that is, it may be in a sect.

The original owner should be a disciple of the sect, and now the house has collapsed.

Li Qingbao: ...

Xiao Jiu's soaring aura instantly attracted the attention of a large number of powerful people.

The strong aura from the peak is coming towards this small house.

Li Qingbao: ...

"Xiao Jiu, can you change back now?"

Xiao Jiu tried hard to turn her head back, and her voice was rarely messed up: "Master, I still need three seconds."

It seems that there is still time.

"Then you maximize the light on your body."

Li Qingbao looked at the group of people approaching.

Then give Xiao Jiu an order.

Some powerful people who thought it was the birth of Tiancaidibao looked at the huge bug with envious eyes.

They have never seen such an arrogant way of being born. The colorful light is getting stronger and stronger, and the coercion is getting stronger and stronger, as if trying to blind people's eyes.

Moreover, the charm of the law of heaven and earth contained in this coercion makes these powerful people even more excited, no matter what, they must take this thing down.

The light is getting brighter and brighter.

It has almost reached the limit that their eyes can bear.

There are already quite a few powerful people who have closed their vision, and then use their spiritual consciousness to look at the situation ahead.

But then they discovered that this light was so powerful that it could corrode even the consciousness.

This made them have to back away from the colorful Maria light, wanting to wait for the light to pass before moving forward.

But just for a few seconds.

When they felt quiet and opened their eyes again, they found that there was nothing in front of them.

What beasts, treasures, and coercion all seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The suzerain of Buddha Tianzong frowned, and looked at the place just now, where several disciples were lying there.

"Several elders, search around here again, absolutely don't let this beast be hunted and killed by others."

This thing appeared in their sect, it was a chance, and it was God's will, so it naturally belonged to their sect.

Moreover, God has the virtue of being good at life, so you must not be hurt by people from other sects.

"Yes! Sect Master."

"Fourth elder, go and bring these people back to the hall."

"See if they were injured by divine beasts."

"Yes! Sovereign." The fourth elder bowed and went to work.

In the distance, four figures galloped towards them, with such momentum that they almost ignored the Buddha Tianzong's protective formation.

I don't know, I thought it was to seek revenge, to fight.

"Hahahaha, Sect Master Yuanhui is safe and well."

"Sect Master Yuanhui."

"Sect Master Yuanhui."

Yuan Hui clasped his hands together and returned the salute: "Sect Master Ling Tian, ​​Sect Master Shui Yan, Sect Master Xu Hui, and Sect Master Chengban."

Ling Tian is the number one sword cultivator.

Shuiyan belongs to the Hehuan sect.

Xuhui is the master of the formation.

Chengban is a major refiner.

"When I saw Buddha Tianzong just now, in an instant, colorful lights shot up into the sky. I am afraid that something will happen to Buddha Tianzong. I will come to rescue immediately."

Sect Master Ling Tian looked at Yuan Hui and said some scene words, but with scattered eyes, he wished to turn Buddha Tianzong upside down.

Li Qingbao fished in troubled waters among the corpses of his disciples.

Anyway, I am not the only one who is dizzy, what to do should be the same as everyone else's.

Hearing the hypocrisy and snakes of these suzerains, Li Qingbao pouted.

"Yuan Hui." Suddenly a pleasant voice came from a distance.

This voice is like mountain spring water, pure and clean, just a simple conversation can make you feel as if your soul has been washed.

(End of this chapter)