Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1831: Buddha sound

Chapter 1831 Buddhist Sounds

Half a month passed again, Huanxi Demon Venerable still did not appear, but the news here has spread like a plague, and more and more monks arrived here, even the fairy dynasty where Huanxi Demon Sect is located. The true immortal also came with a large number of sergeants, stationed at a place fifty miles away from the stele, a group of sergeants exuding murderous air, stood neatly, silent and motionless, the nearby monks did not dare Approaching here, because the killing intent on these sergeants is condensed, ordinary cultivators can't resist.

"Master, why don't we take action to suppress this son, if the demon of joy knows that we have not taken help, I am afraid that it will be difficult to bear his anger."

A female cultivator who was less than twenty years old frowned and glanced at Ning Qi, and then her eyes fell on the real fairy Fanlu.

The true fairy of Fanlu exudes the aura of the Creator of Eight Tribulations. It is one of the top 30 true celestials in the Three Hundred Immortal Dynasty. It seems to be a harmless young monk, if it weren't for a large number of Vatican deer army standing behind him, the average monk would definitely not think that the real Vatican deer would be the master of a dynasty.

"Ning Beixuan is in charge of the alliance of alchemists. Emperor Bodhi is his senior brother. The alliance of alchemists holds the most grudges. If we take action today to suppress, the supply of pills in the future will be reduced by 50% or even 80%, since he He didn't take any action to ravage Huanxi Demon Sect, just sitting quietly, why bother him? We came all the way, and we are already helping Huanxi Demon Sect."

Van Lu is really immortal said indifferently.

He paused, "Lingyu, I know you like Wu Chongxian, but since he is dead, look a little away. Master advises you that Happy Demon Sect has no true feelings."

The female sister bowed her head deeply when she heard the words.

When she and Fanlu Zhenxian first came here, they had heard the monks talking about how Wu Chongxian and others were beheaded by Ning Qi before. Therefore, she wished to lead the gods on the spot to bring Ningqi town Killing to avenge Wu Chongxian, but she didn't expect this idea in her heart, but her master had seen it through.

"The breath radiating from this child is only the creator of the Seven Tribulations, but it can kill Wu Chongxian and several other Seven Tribulations elders of the Joy Demon Sect. The combat power is extraordinary, and he is considered a Tianjiao level figure, but I don’t know that Tianjiao Among them, the subordinates are still medium......"

Van Lu Zhenxian's eyes fell on Ning Qi, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.

As time went by, almost all the affiliated sects of Huanxi Demon Sect received news, and brought a large number of monks to this place. There were also sects who were directly fighting for merit and did not even inquire about Ning Qi. After the shot, Ning Qi was completely wiped out. The land in front of the stele was stained red with blood, and no cultivator dared to do it.

"Look! The gods and monks of the ancient temple of the nine temples are here!"

The golden lotus blossoms came through the air and landed in front of the stele. On it sat one after another old monks who looked as if they were about to ascend, exuding a strong, warm and positive atmosphere!

"Three golden arhats came to the ancient temple of the nine temples..."

The eyes of the true fairy of Fanlu changed slightly. Every monk of the Golden Arhat level is the creator of the Eight Tribulations. Apart from the abbot, the ancient temple of the Nine Temples has the strongest existence. As far as he knows, there are two others. Arhat is in the territory of Death Extinction.

Jin Lian went up and down three old monks, followed by eighteen monks of different ages. These eighteen people are slightly weaker than the first three, but each one is also the creator of the Seven Tribulations, even the surrounding battles. The monks in the Pill, Immortal, and Dharma realm can see the difference, but those creators who rushed to see the excitement sighed again in their hearts. They are indeed one of the seven major sects. These twenty-one monks follow Send one person casually, and they are all powerful enough to sit on the side!

Glanced at the blood-stained land, one of the old monks looked at Ning Qi with a smile, and said, "Is the donor Ning Beixuan?"

"Something?"

Ning Qi slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the group of monks indifferently. He was a little strange. The ancient temple of Jiuzha has always had a bad relationship with the Huanxi Demon Sect. Why would he come to join in the fun today? But strange to strange, Ning Qi didn't mind offending another ancient temple with nine temples.

At his current realm, the seven sects are tied together, and he won't let him take another look. Only the existence of Yuanzun level can make him feel a little jealous.

"Ning donor, Huanxi Demon Sect is one of the seven major sects. It is surpassed by all the main sects of the Central Continent, so it can’t be messed up. If chaos, the world will be overwhelmed. Please also look at the donors and wait for a few For the sake of the old monk, let’s leave now?"

The old monk smiled.

"Beyond the various sects of the Central Continent? Monk, do you think of the Nine Temples in the same way?"

The corners of Ning Qi's mouth rose slightly, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Please also ask the donors to open up the web. What's the matter, you can wait for Huanxi Mozun to come back to discuss, how about?"

The old monk did not answer Ning Qi's question.

"Didn't I keep waiting? Did you see that I had done something to kill the group of ants?"

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Uh..."

The monks glanced at each other, and the facts were exactly as Ning Qi had said, except that a stone tablet was placed here, and seven killing words were written in blood on it. This is a bit insulting to the Huanxi Demon Sect. Although the seven major sects are in their own hands, they are in fact all prosperous, and all lose all. I am happy that the demon sect is blocked by people. Isn't it the face of the other six sects?

"Since the donor does not want to leave, then I will recite a rebirth curse, hoping to wash away the murderous spirit from the donor."

The old monk smiled slightly and sat down on the spot.

When the other monks saw this, a coldness flashed in their eyes, and they sat cross-legged together, and then, a series of Buddhist sounds came from their mouths.

A faint golden light fell from the sky and enveloped the group of monks, and the Buddha's voice was transformed into primitive and incomprehensible characters, which were suppressed by Ning Qi.

The monks around only felt that their chests were stuffy and a little uncomfortable, but Ning Qi, who was targeted by these monks, was under pressure that was a thousand times or even ten thousand times stronger than them.

"Three golden arhats, eighteen ordinary arhats, 21 people chanting the death curse together, even I can't bear it. This is where the killing intent of the other party is washed away, the cultivation base is a little lower, just I was overwhelmed!"

The complexion of Fanlu Zhenxian changed slightly.

"You want to save me? Okay."

Ning Qi sneered, and the nine-cloud magic bell suddenly appeared in front of him. Then, Ning Qi slapped it with a heavy palm, and the surging fairy spirit surged in, and then the nine-cloud magic bell issued a command. The deafening hum of people not only smashed those transformed Buddha sounds, but also caused the 21 monks to be injured in varying degrees, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths!

The three golden arhats stopped chanting, and looked at the nine-cloud divine bell in disbelief, seeming to recognize its origin...