Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1341: Quota

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Chapter 1341 Quota

"You can't kill Lao Na, and Lao Na can't kill you either." The bitter Buddha put his hands together, bowed to the floating path, and said softly "Amitabha Buddha".

Hearing this, Fu Kong Daochang frowned, and the look in his eyes gradually became cold. In his eyes, there was a little dissatisfaction and disgust, which seemed to be quite tricky and troublesome for the appearance of the bitter Buddha.

"What are you doing here again?" Fu Kongdao frowned and frowned, with dissatisfaction in his eyes, and asked coldly: "Bitter Buddha, Dao is broad-minded, and doesn't want to care about you. But, Don’t be ignorant of admiration and anger Dao Master here! Otherwise, Dao Master will surely kill you!"

When Mr. Floating Kong said this, his tone was full of cold murderous intent. The surrounding air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the voice of Titicaca was endless. Centered on the body of the long floating path, a thin layer of ice crystals formed, exuding bursts of cold air.

However.

Hearing the words of the long floating path, the bitter Buddha not only did not panic at all, even his face did not change. I saw the bitter Buddha put his hands together and said faintly: "Amitabha, floating in the air, Lao Na has already told you that you and I are one. You can't kill Lao Na, and Lao Na can't kill you. You and I can only survive forever. Go on, if any of them dies, you and I have to see the Buddha!"

Speaking of this, the bitter Buddha slowly closed his eyes.

The look on his face is thoughtful.

When I heard the words of the bitter Buddha, the voice of the long floating path was slightly stagnant, as if his throat was pinched, and the words he was about to say were also stuck in his throat, like a throat.

"Then..." The leader of the floating empty space pondered for a moment, and asked quietly, "Old bald donkey, what are you doing with me today? Is it because you want to destroy the master plan? I advise you to save it. Now that the arrow is on the line, I have to send it. Even you can't change anything!"

"No." Hearing the words of the long floating path, the bitter Buddha shook his head and said faintly: "Lao Na is not here to disturb you this time, but there is one thing, I want to ask. You, I hope you can agree."

"Oh?"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Fu Kong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed curiosity: "Hehe, the sun is really coming out from the west. Unexpectedly, you will have a day to beg the Lord? Okay, If you speak out and listen, maybe Daoye agrees when he is in a good mood!"

Hearing this, the bitter Buddha pondered for a moment.

After that, he folded his hands together and said softly: "You guys, let me come out!"

"Yes, Master." As soon as the voice fell, three figures suddenly appeared from the corner of the island. These three people walked steadily, strode out from the corner, and then stood firmly between the bitter Buddha and the long floating path.

These three people, the one on the left is a fat man with big ears, estimated to be two to three hundred catties, like a walking meat ball. But his face had a kind smile, wearing a yellow robe, and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

The one on the right is a thin man who is thin and thin like wood. This person's face is full of fierce energy, and the cold light surging in the narrow eyes, flashing with the cold light. He was wearing a gray robe and a string of red Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

As for the person in the middle, it seems much normal.

Although his appearance is average, his overall momentum is extraordinary. Like the other two, he has a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his neck.

Three people, all dressed as monks.

If Yang Chen were here at this moment, he would be surprised, because these three were not others, they were the three guardians of the imperial court!

"The poor monk and cicada are cold in autumn..."

"Poor monk and high smoke cannon..."

"Poor monk Lu Changshui..."

"I have seen a floating donor! Amitabha!"

The three people gave a long salute to the floating road at the same time, with respectful expressions on their faces.

Seeing these three people, the long floating path was taken aback for a moment. He raised his eyelids, looked at the bitter Buddha curiously, and asked suspiciously: "Old bald donkey, you are so good, take these three small What did the guy bring over? What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"

The bitter Buddha said calmly: "The three disciples of Lao Na have been following Lao Na for many years. However, Lao Na has nothing to teach them, so... Lao Na wants them to go to a broader World!"

As soon as these words came out, the long floating path was taken aback, and his eyes showed a suspicious look: "What do you mean?"

The bitter Buddha chuckled and said: "There are still a hundred years to go. The fight for those keys is about to begin? You give me these three disciples three qualifications, and let them fight too! Old Na, As long as there are three places, nothing else is requested!"

"You think it's pretty!" As soon as the words came out, the leader of the air suddenly laughed: "Do you know how noble this place is? How many people are staring at this place! Only! Only when you get the key can you be considered qualified to enter the higher planes! Only then can you be considered qualified to participate in the battle of the planes! I have given Yang Chen a preset quota, which is already beyond my principle, you still want I give them three places? Dreaming!"

"Amitabha Buddha, you have already given Yang Chen a spot, even if you give them three more spots, what's the harm?" The bitter Buddha smiled slightly and said: "Floating in the air, you can't refuse Lao Na, otherwise, you I know what will happen if Lao Na tries his best..."

As soon as these words came out, the face of Fu Kong Daochang changed.

The anger in his eyes suddenly poured out.

But his expression became hesitant, as if he was thinking seriously about what the Buddha said.

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The Shura family.

The battle between Yang Chen and the ancestor of Asura continues.

Let’s talk about the huge movement caused by the collision between the immortal **** lotus and the sky thunder, almost destroying the entire Asura clan. Looking around, the originally prosperous and majestic Shura holy land was already devastated and dilapidated. The main hall in the center was also blasted into ruins by the explosion. Countless Shura people were submerged in the ruins and lost their lives.

The red blood stained the earth red.

The soaring smell filled the surroundings.

After the dust dissipated, the figures of Yang Chen and the ancestor Xiuluo were gradually exposed to the air, and Yang Chen was still standing intact. The ancestor Asura on the opposite side looked embarrassed. His clothes were blown to pieces due to the explosion and turned into broken pieces of cloth. His body was covered with blood stains. He was originally handsome. Her long crimson hair, now even more charred, exuded an unpleasant smell.

The Blood Hell Shura Spear was broken at some point and it became tattered.