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Looking suspiciously at Ran Deng, Yang Xiao suddenly wondered if this guy, Chu Long, had caught the wrong person.
How do you think, this guy in front of you doesn't look like a burning lamp!
You are a great Buddha of Buddhism, and you worship me as a shopkeeper?
"Really, shopkeeper, I really admire you."
Feeling Yang Xiao's eyes, Ran Deng guessed something, and patted his chest to express.
Yang Xiao subconsciously asked strangely: "What do you worship me for?"
"I adore your ability to make things happen, the shopkeeper. You are so good at it. If I burn a lamp with your ability to make things happen, the shopkeeper, I will wake up laughing from my dreams."
"I also admire your thick skin, which is rare in the world. If you promise something, you can directly deny it after a while. I heard that the shopkeeper clearly promised Tathagata Hehehe."
"I also admire the shopkeeper's ability to cheat people. He cheats people without any pants left. It's extremely shameless."
Seeing Yang Xiao asking him, Ran Deng said triumphantly.
Yang Xiao was furious: "Okay, Ran Deng, you are deliberately hurting the owner, right? The owner is peace-loving, honest and friendly, fair and just. If you dare to say that about the owner, I owe you a fight."
Press and hold the lamp, and Yang Xiao was beaten violently.
After beating for a while, Yang Xiao, who was feeling comfortable all over, let go of Ran Deng, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Ignoring the resentful burning lamp, Yang Xiao curiously pondered the coffin lamp in his hand.
After a while, Yang Xiao asked Ran Deng strangely: "What about Ma Shan, how do you get him out?"
It seemed that he was angry at being beaten by Yang Xiao just now, so Ran Deng didn't say anything.
Just as Yang Xiao was about to ask again, he was suddenly attracted by the picture in the water mirror.
In the picture, Tuolong and Tang Sanzang have rushed to the Buddhist gate first.
The big formation outside Lingshan had already been opened, and the dragon did not talk nonsense, and pressed it down with one claw.
Amidst the loud noise, a powerful shock wave spread. Unexpectedly, with the strength of the dragon, it didn't break in at once.
At this moment, people in the Buddhist sect were alarmed. Bodhisattvas, Arhats, King Kong and the like rushed out from all directions.
It's just that when they saw that it was a dragon, many people's faces changed drastically.
Before the dragon and Tathagata fought in Lingshan, how could the Buddhists forget about the dragon.
"Who broke into my Buddhist gate?"
At this moment, an old voice sounded.
Following the sound, several figures with powerful auras flew out from different directions.
The person who spoke was an old monk with white beard and hair, but the breath on his body made Yang Xiao's pupils shrink slightly when he saw it.
I don't know why, but when he saw this old monk, Yang Xiao had an intuition that he was a very powerful man.
I'm afraid it won't be weaker than the clones of those saints.
Unexpectedly, in Buddhism, there are such strong people lurking.
It has to be said that as one of the two giant forces in the Three Realms, it must not be underestimated.
"Someone made a wish to let this dragon come and rob your Buddhist treasure house, hand it over quickly."
Naolong found a justifiable excuse for himself, staring at the few strong men who flew out.
Although the opponent seems to be not weak, but Qilong is not afraid of himself.
Since his debut as the wishing dragon until now, no one can do anything to him.
"If you want to grab it, just say so, making excuses will lose your strong demeanor."
The old monk who spoke before spoke, calmly, and looked at the dragon calmly.
In the bookstore, seeing the dignity of the old man clearly, Yang Xiao began to think curiously.
Who is this guy, and who are the famous Buddhas in Buddhism?
This old monk has an extraordinary bearing and is definitely not an ordinary person.
In the sky above Lingshan, the dragon who was about to speak was interrupted by Tang Sanzang first.
"What nonsense, old man, you go as you go, the poor monk Tang Sanzang, who came back to succeed the Buddha, this brother dragon is the poor monk's guardian dragon."
Turning to Tang Sanzang strangely, the old monk frowned: "Successor Buddha?"
"That's right, the Tathagata Buddha is my master. He was taken away. The position of the Buddha should be succeeded by my disciple. If anyone dares to refuse, the poor monk will talk to him with his fist."
Tang Sanzang replied solemnly, and brought out the Tathagata. He didn't know that he didn't admit that he was a disciple of the Tathagata before.
The old monk laughed and shook his head: "No, even the Tathagata is not qualified to decide the next Buddha in charge."
"YoHeh, the poor monk still considers this Buddha. The poor monk can guarantee that under the leadership of the poor monk, Buddhism will definitely have unprecedented brilliance. "
"You old stubborn, who are you, do you have a share in speaking, the poor monk is not discussing with you, the poor monk is notifying you."
Staring at the old monk dissatisfied, Tang Sanzang snorted.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao concentrated. He was also very curious about the origin of this old monk.
Could it be that this is the avatar of another Buddhist saint?
No, isn't there only two saints in Buddhism?
Just as Yang Xiao was waiting for an answer, he suddenly saw the old monk looking into the distance.
In the sky, a group of figures roared towards them, they were the people from the bookstore and the Buddhist sect who rushed over.
"This group of bastards must want to share in the action, so hurry up."
Naolong turned his head and glanced, then his face changed, and the attack suddenly blasted out.
The old monk, whose face changed slightly, led the Buddhist monks to resist in a hurry.
The people who came out with the old monk are not weak. There are three quasi-sage peaks and two late-stage ones.
However, the Buddhist Bodhisattvas, Arhats and others quickly set up large formations one by one and united to launch an attack.
With a series of shocking bangs, the claw of the dragon was exhausted before it fell completely.
There are more people and more power, and it really makes a little sense.
Su Long, who was anxious in his heart, did not stop, and continued to attack after one blow.
After a few attacks, the dragon suddenly opened its mouth, and the dragon's breath spewed out overwhelmingly.
Tang Sanzang didn't look at it either, and yelled that he would not be allowed to become a Buddha, that he would fight in and force him to become a Buddha, and so on, punching and kicking at the big team.
"Popopo, ahpo, the thirty-sixth form of the marinated egg boxing, one stroke to the end."
With golden light on his fist, Tang Sanzang blasted desperately.
Although Tang Sanzang and Molong's attack is not weak, but Lingshan, after all, is the stronghold of Buddhism.
With the remaining Buddhas, hundreds of Bodhisattvas, eight hundred Vajras, three thousand Jiedi, three thousand arhats, eight thousand monks, and the eight groups of people who came out continuously, Naolong and Tang Sanzang suddenly appeared together. Failed to break through the formation.
"Uh, the poor monk is so mad. Today, the Buddha, the poor monk will be determined, and those who stand in the way of the poor monk will die."
Tang Sanzang roared to the sky, and suddenly activated the killing body.
Rolling and murderous, Tang Sanzang turned into a murderous monk.
"I have a wish. All killing thoughts should be transformed by me, and all killing intentions should be completely let go. If it fails, then I am Amitabha, and I am not a true Buddha."
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded, followed by echoes from all directions in the world.
The superimposition of rolling sound waves made Tang Sanzang dizzy, his body couldn't help shaking, and he almost fell from the air several times.
Tang Sanzang, whose complexion changed, shouted: "Monk, what kind of tricks are you doing? The poor monk wants to beat you to death."
As he spoke, Tang Sanzang, who activated his killing body, blasted towards the formation again.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao, who was looking at the water mirror, was shocked. That old monk seemed to say that he was Amitabha? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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