Son, Put Your Father To The Test Chapter 191: Someone is fighting for his father in front of Qin Chuan?

Above the North Sea.

In the water thousands of miles away from the coastline, there is a snow-white palace suspended, like a heavenly palace, sacred and majestic.

Outside the Heavenly Palace, there are layers of walls of laws, and these walls of laws form a complex maze.

Inside the maze.

There are all kinds of traps, hidden weapons, formations, and even the phantoms of monsters transformed by the power of laws, with amazing attack power.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Roar——"

"Kill!!"

"Break it!"

"Ziyun Academy, I must go!"

In the maze, a large number of geniuses are fighting, fighting **** battles, which is very tragic.

But it is obvious that this maze is very difficult, and not everyone can pass it.

In fact, this labyrinth is a treasure that Ziyun Academy enrolls in the Nine Cangzhu Continent. It is suitable for the Nine Cangzhu Continent, which is as strong as a cloud, but for the Fragment Continent, the difficulty is a bit abnormal.

In the passage of the labyrinth, blood is flowing everywhere, and some people have even been lying in a pool of blood, life or death unknown.

The cruelty of the road to the strong is fully reflected at this moment. This is not a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge, but a thousand troops walking a tightrope. In the end, maybe everyone will be buried here.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky boiled violently, as if burning, and then the clouds evaporated directly.

Brilliant rays of light roared from the sky, like the suns roaring from the sky, exuding vast divine power.

Especially at the front.

The two suns are almost moving side by side, as if there is a rivalry, and even the light of the two rubs against each other, creating a golden arc.

One of them was Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan did not expect that in this fragmented continent, there are still hidden people who can compete with him.

This person's cultivation base, this person is the emperor of the seventh heaven, and has reached the fifth calamity now, which is much stronger than Wu Qiong!

"Haha, Emperor Qin is indeed extraordinary, worthy of being the overlord of the Eastern Region!"

This is a big burly bald head, who seems to be a monk, with a thin young monk beside him.

This little monk looks somewhat similar to him—it can't be said to be similar, but almost exactly the same.

"Is this the master's son?"

Qin Chuan looked at the great monk and asked with a smile.

"Exactly!"

The great monk smiled without hesitation.

"Looking at the master's attire, he should be an eminent Buddhist monk from the Western Regions, who advocates abstaining from sex, you..."

Qin Zi couldn't help but interjected.

"Hahaha, I cultivate Huanxi Buddha!"

The great monk smiled boldly, as if a little proud: "Of course, I have practiced Buddhism for thousands of years, and I have already broken all the Buddhist precepts, and women who drink and eat are indispensable!"

"No one cares about you?"

Qin Zi's expression was a little unnatural.

"Heh, who dares to control me? Who can control me?! The old man has a pair of iron palms, sweeping the invincible hands in the Western Regions. If you make me anxious, the old man can tear down the Buddha statue and sit on it!"

The great monk laughed and patted his strong chest: "Anyway, that's it for me, even if they don't like me, they still have to make offerings to me!"

"Amitabha, Master, these words can be said in private, not in front of outsiders..."

The little monk next to him was a little worried, and reminded him in a low voice.

Then the little monk received a stir-fried chestnut on his forehead.

"What is your name, Master? How many times have you said it, it's Daddy!"

The great monk stared at the tiger and sternly reprimanded him.

However, the little monk covered his head and said nothing, his face full of confusion.

"Hey, unfilial son! Like you, how can I pass on the profound Buddhist teachings like you?"

The great monk sighed.

Now, even Qin Chuan couldn't bear it anymore—your Dharma inheritance relies on pipeline transmission, right?

The inheritance of Buddhism is the most mysterious.

With the sound of the Buddha's name, hundreds of millions of runes spewed out, fully explaining the profound meaning of reincarnation of life and death, origin and extinction.

While the two sides were chatting, the competition continued.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

The rays of light that bloomed outside the body of the two were condensed to the extreme, like two gears rubbing against each other, bursting out fierce sparks.

Soon, they came to the sky above the maze.

"Wow!"

And the walls of the labyrinth seemed to sense something, and they rose rapidly, blocking the way ahead.

Anyone, no matter how high they fly, will be blocked by this maze. If they want to pass, they can only pass through.

As for the emperor... Just hit it!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Neither of them slowed down, just like raindrops hitting the surface of a lake, causing violent ripples, and then directly penetrating through the walls.

These walls did not break after being penetrated, but seemed to be elastic and healed quickly.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

And soon, the emperors behind also came, and they also penetrated through the walls like Qin Chuan and the other two.

That sight.

It's as if a large meteor shower is constantly hitting the atmosphere, causing ripples, and even rubbing out gorgeous flames.

And this scene is undoubtedly a fatal blow to the geniuses who fought **** in the maze.

"Why is this!!"

"They cheated, I don't accept it!"

"The sky is not fair!!"

"No—"

These people roared to the sky, with their hands open, it seemed that the entire maze was spinning, and the camera kept zooming up.

Of course, not all the geniuses who broke through the barriers collapsed. There are also a few truly tough people who have no waves in their hearts and continue to fight, wanting to pass the test with their own strength.

There was even a mysterious young man in black, who didn't even lift his head, and even had a mocking sneer on his face.

"Hehe, the flowers in the greenhouse are hard to grow..."

However, before he finished speaking, his head flew out—it was sliced ​​off by a sword light from a formation.

Facts have proved that flowers outside the greenhouse are more likely to be crushed by hailstones.

On the other hand, Qin Chuan and the great monk traversed hundreds of walls in succession, and finally passed through the maze.

The majestic snow-white palace appeared in front of my eyes.

In front of the palace, there is a huge white jade square. On the square, there are hundreds of white jade pillars with a diameter of more than three meters.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two rays of light fell on the two white jade pillars almost at the same time, but in the end, it was Qin Chuan who was a little faster.

"Master, it seems that I won."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Hehe, if you win, you win. I am a monk, and I never compete with others."

The great monk smiled disdainfully, then took out a crystal bottle, kindly handed it to the young monk next to him, smiled and said:

"Ruoyu, you've been flying for so long, you're thirsty, come, this is Fanjing Bodhi Water, drink it! Although this thing is a sacred object for enlightenment, only one drop of the Bodhi ancestor tree is born every hundred years, it is hard to find in the world, but To dad, it's nothing."

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment.

Some didn't respond.

Or, it's unbelievable—someone, in front of him and his son, blatantly tried to show off his father?

Playing big swords in front of Guan Gong? ?

But the key point is that the current situation is that he, Guan Gong, seems to be a bit outmatched by others!

This time the fight is financial.

And this flower monk is obviously very rich!

Buddhism is good at making money~IndoMTL.com~ What's more, this guy seems to have lived for thousands of years. He is the top Buddhist in the Western Regions, so he is naturally richer.

"Dad..."

Qin Zi looked up anxiously.

"This!!"

For the first time, Qin Chuan felt a little bit of pressure. If this was compared, at least half of the tall image in his son's heart would collapse.

This is not an exaggeration.

Regardless of whether you are strong or not, as long as the "poor" hat is off, no one can keep your image intact.

Critical moment!

The cold sound of the system sounded.

"Ding! It has been detected that someone is showing off in front of the host. This has offended the professional field of this system and must be slapped!"

"Ding! Congratulations, you have received the system's exclusive sponsored fund for slapping your face—Fanjing Bodhi Water, two barrels!"

Immediately, Qin Chuan felt that there were two buckets of crystal clear water in his small world of the emperor.

It is fragrant.

It seems that as long as you smell it, you can forget all your troubles and enter a state of epiphany.

Immediately, he smiled.

"Boom!"

A wooden barrel was slammed on the ground, making a muffled sound, the water in it splashed, and some even spilled on the ground.

"Little Azusa, you're tired after flying for so long, come on, this is Fanjing Bodhi Water, wash your feet first..."