High-end flood: The opening town kills the crosser

Zhao Wuxian and Wu Wu looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of them, with different expressions.
Zhao Wuxian looked indifferent, as if he had expected it.
Wu’s face was full of shock, obviously not expecting this change.
He knew that Chen Feng and Ji Yu had come with Zhao Wuxian together.
It’s just that he didn’t feel any strong breath in the two.
I didn’t pay much attention.
At this time, I suddenly saw that they had blocked the attack of the Immortal King, and my heart turned over a terrifying wave.
The Immortal King fuses the imperial weapon, and his strength is also the highest among the Immortal Kings, a giant among giants, and there are even vague signs of breaking through the Immortal King.
With an all-out blow, even normal Immortal King giants can’t stop it.
But it was easily resolved by the two.
How are they so strong?
Many thoughts flashed in his heart, and his attitude immediately became much more respectful, and he saluted: “Thank you two seniors for saving us.” ”
Chen Feng turned his head to look at him and bowed his head gently.
Ji Luo smiled and said, “Don’t care, you have a relationship with my Buddha, you shouldn’t die here.” ”
Wu: “??? ”
“Ahem.” Chen Feng coughed twice, and glanced at Ji Luo quietly, implicitly warning.
Ji smiled and returned one of his glances.
Neither of them spoke, but the silent exchange and confrontation had begun.
Ji Lu: “Why, the girl surnamed Zhao was the first thing you fancy, and you also want to grab this?” ”
Chen Feng: “Can you, a monk, make a face, openly rob people in my world, and beat them upside down?” ”
Ji Luo: “Bah, how did this become your world?” ”
Chen Feng: “This is the world that the Lord God has explored, leaving the mark of the Lord God Space, I am the Lord of the Lord God Space, and this is naturally my world!” ”
Ji was shocked, his eyes were round, and he looked at Chen Feng speechless.
These epochs of this door are becoming more and more limitless.
Such shameless words are also justified.
Can you still make the Buddha Gate better?
If he hadn’t felt that it was worth the loss, the fan would have pasted towards the other party’s bear face now.
Taking a deep breath, he simply turned his gaze to the Immortal King.
Everything else is secondary, so finish the bet first.
As long as he can crush Chen Feng in the next competition, then it is easy to say anything.
The Immortal King also looked at him and Chen Feng in amazement, and the black mist in his eyes surged, as if he was spying with the power of darkness.
But nothing can be seen.
Despite this, he is still full of confidence in his invincible power.
He asked, “Who are you who dare to stop me?” ”
Ji Luo smiled, raised one hand, and sang a fat promise: “Amitabha, I am a beggar monk, but I only saw that the benefactor was too murderous, so I came to persuade.”
My Buddha has compassion, the benefactor has entered the magic barrier, if this continues, it will not be allowed to enter samsara, and can only fall into the hell of a nose.
The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is turned back. ”
The Immortal King sneered: “Where is the mad monk, I am the Immortal King, standing proudly on the peak of the immortals, singing my real name in reincarnation, and seeing eternal life!”
Even if there is reincarnation, it will fall before me. ”
Ji Luo waved his fan lightly and smiled: “It seems that the donor is going to go his own way, so let the monk come to receive the donor’s magical powers.”
I heard that the benefactor just disdained the way of swords, although I am not a sword cultivator, but the Buddhist sect also has a wise sword, please advise. ”
He said, holding the fan with his right hand not moving, but his left hand raised his sword finger.
A little Buddha light splashed from his fingers.
The Buddha light is soft, but extremely refined, and in an instant, heaven and earth have become sluggish, lotuses are born everywhere, and endless Buddha light is falling from the nine heavens.
The aura of slaughter was swept away.
Heaven and earth are clear, compassion is solemn, and a sense of tranquility and peace reverberates between heaven and earth.
Wu and Zhao Wuxian saw at the same time that although the Buddha light between Ji Luo’s fingers was only faint, it contained infinity, as if a great Buddha kingdom was born in the Buddha light.
The heavens and the earth are vast, and suddenly a Buddha’s voice emerges.
At first, it was extremely far away, but the next moment it was clearly audible, resounding in the heavens and the earth.
It is the chanting of the heavens, a tribute to the enlightened.
The Buddha’s sound is long and urgent, there is an indescribable rhythm, listen carefully, only to hear that it is four words connected into a sentence, constantly repeated.
Shakyamuni… Shakyamuni… Shakyamuni…
Shakyamuni is a Buddha, the first enlightened being.
In this vast Buddha sound, Ji Luo’s sword finger gently chopped down.
A Buddha light rises from heaven and earth, with Zen, with bliss, with compassion, gently cut down.
Without the slightest killing intent.
The immortal king could hardly raise the slightest thought of resistance under the sound of the Buddha full of Zen.
He watched as this Buddha sword cut through him.
There is no pain, no discomfort.
He lowered his head suspiciously, and there was no wound where he was cut by the Buddha light.
His darkness was still churning, still exuding the aura of destruction of the heavens, unaffected by the Buddha’s light.
“What did he do?” The Immortal King was puzzled and looked up at Ji Yuan.
The moment he looked up, he was stunned.
The sky is blue, the clouds are white, or the swallows, or the horses, and so on.
This is a common good day in the human world.
But it is not the day before the imperial pass.
The Tianyuan was gone, the monk was gone, and the female fairy king with the sword, Wu, and the Taoist priest were gone.
Where is this?
He suddenly wondered.
The next moment, the bustling sound of the crowd came, making him wake up like a dream.
He turned his head and looked into the bustle, and through the alley, he could see the constant crowd of people coming and going on the street.
He looked left and right, and only then did he notice that he was in a filthy and narrow alley.
It can probably only accommodate three people side by side.
He frowned and looked down at himself again.
His clothes were ragged, and it was more appropriate to call it pieces of rags, which could not protect him from the cold, even the most basic cover for his body.
He was skinny and bony, and his whole body exuded a strange smell.
He touched his hair again, like a ball of dead grass.
“I became a little beggar?”
His gaze was slightly condensed, not alarmed, just thinking to himself.
It looks like I’ve been mired in magic.
It was the monk’s means.
It’s just that he wondered in his heart that he was already in the realm of the immortal king, standing proudly at the peak of the immortal, and even fused with the emperor weapon, only one step away from stepping into the emperor realm.
What kind of magic can confuse yourself?
And it feels too real.
Just as he was thinking, the light was blocked, and he looked up expressionlessly, and saw two young beggars in shabby clothes, also dressed in rags, blocking in front of him.
They must be a head tall, about a teenager.
When one of the young beggars saw him, he showed a sneer: “Oh, it turns out that you are here, you are really daring, running to our territory to beg, I don’t know filial piety, I’m afraid it’s so daring!” ”
His eyes were cold, and he shouted: “Presumptuous! ”
The two beggars were really startled by his drink.
After two seconds, when they found that nothing had happened, they appeared angry, and the man who spoke stepped forward and was about to move: “Presumptuous! Well, Grandpa will show you what presumptuousness is! ”
He was even more angry and said coldly: “Ant, one step further, the world will be turned upside down!” ”
The two were stunned and looked at each other, as if they were shocked.
Syllable!
An extremely loud voice came from the narrow alley.
He was stunned, his face was hot and painful, and even his teeth were loose.
Was he beaten, or was he at the bottom of an ant?
Syllable!
Before he came to his senses, it was another slap.
Two young beggars surrounded him left and right, constantly punching and kicking, and attacking extremely fiercely.
While hitting, they scolded and cursed.
“Presumptuous, huh? Just what you said is presumptuous, right? ”
“Upside down? You give grandpa a look, that’s it? ”