"Since you don't know how to praise, don't blame the young monk for being merciless."
The Demon Buddha sighed sadly, completely restraining the Buddha's light, his face became fierce, and his whole body lingered. The demonic aura is billowing with overwhelming momentum and looks extremely terrifying.
The Buddha has a compassionate and kind heart, while the demon has a murderous nature that fills the fields with corpses. A combination of both is the real demon Buddha.
The Demon Buddha was miserable when he was a child. He experienced great compassion and suffering, so he had a strong murderous nature. Later, he studied under the monk Huanxi and practiced Buddhism. He suppressed his murderous nature with the Buddha's heart and rarely killed any living beings. Showing such a vicious side.
Seeing the Demon Buddha's sorrow and desire to kill, Hehuan Zong Jingmiao calmly stepped back and opened a distance of tens of feet.
The Demon Buddha is miserable and usually abstains from alcohol, madness, killing, and anger. He has a compassionate Buddha heart. But if he is really angry, his murderous nature will be difficult to suppress, and there will be a scene of blood flowing into a river.
The demonic giants were also frightened and retreated continuously, leaving a clear space and giving way to the battlefield.
Hehuan Zong Jingmiao is in the north, and the demonic giants who have been fighting for decades are in the south. They are still watching with eagerness as they attack from the front and back.
"Interesting"
Lu Xuanlou's eyes swept over Hehuan Zong Jingmiao and those demon giants, and finally fell on the miserable body of the demon Buddha. He praised and said, "Such a demon Buddha is the best." Demon Buddha, I will definitely gain a lot from asking about swords with you."
"If the donor hadn't decided to do this, why would the young monk have evil thoughts about the Buddha?" Demon Buddha said sadly.
Each time he becomes a demon, his murderous nature will be aggravated. Afterwards, it takes a lot of effort to calm down the murderous intention and wash away the murderous sin. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the demon and Buddha are miserable and do not want to show their demonic appearance.
"You have your difficulties, and I have mine. If I don't fight with you, I won't be able to join the giants in a short time. If I can't join the giants, my life or death will be unpredictable."
Lu Xuanlou said, "Since it's not easy for you and me, let's understand each other a little bit."
"The donor's trouble doesn't seem to come from the Hehuan Sect."
The Demon Buddha is miserable. After thinking for a while, he pointed at Jing Miao and said, "My junior sister is extremely talented and has already reached the level of a giant at a young age. Although she is slightly inferior to me, the difference is only a hair's breadth. The donor is actually very good at asking swordsmen. "
Not far away, Jing Miao's expression changed slightly, and then she said charmingly, "I'm just a weak woman, I don't have great abilities. You must not believe the nonsense of a bald donkey."
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"Witch, if you use your charms on me again, I will kill you"
Lu Xuanlou snorted coldly. As the witch spoke, she used her charms to make him distracted. He was in a trance, and his blood was boiling.
"Smelly man, so boring"
Hehuan Zong Jingmiao cursed secretly, but wisely put away his charm.
Whether a monk is strong or not is certainly related to his realm, but it is not absolute. A young swordsman who can make the devil and Buddha throw himself into a trap naturally has his own merits, and this young swordsman with a sharp eye Xiu has already put life and death aside, so he cannot be provoked at will.
Lu Xuanlou chuckled and said, "The misfortune is diverted to the east. You bald donkey is really good at planning."
The Demon Buddha was miserable and made no excuses, but said to himself, "Although I am a junior fellow apprentice, Although he is in a dirty place like Hehuan Sect, he is also a sword cultivator. Although he is not a pure sword cultivator like the donor, his swordsmanship is also superb. Both of us are poor people who can't help themselves, and we feel sorry for each other. Instead of asking about swords with me and trying to make money on those people, it is better to ask about swords with my junior sister, which is cheap."
"If the benefactor dies under Jing Miao's sword, wait for the young monk to suppress these demonic giants and kill Jing Miao, and then he can avenge the benefactor; if Jing Miao dies under the benefactor's sword, wait for the young monk to kill these demonic giants, and then fight with The benefactor asked a question, and the benefactor broke through and truly became a giant. "
The demon Buddha continued sadly, "In the eyes of the little monk, both results are actually good for the benefactor."< /p>
Lu Xuanlou laughed and said, "A monk like you is quite eloquent."
"So, the donor agreed," the demon Buddha asked sadly.
"I agree, why don't you agree?"
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "As far as I am concerned, anyone who asks me about swords is just asking about swords. You are not close friends to me. Everyone is cheap, but everyone else is cheap, and besides, you said so, so I went along with it."
With just a few words, Demon Buddha and Misfortune persuaded Sword Cultivator Yan Jun to join forces, and the situation took a turn for the worse. Those demon giants. Qing Wu's expression changed.
A Demon Buddha, Misfortune, who is still famous, and a suddenly rising swordsman, Yan Jun. When these two people join forces, even reincarnation realm warriors have to avoid their sharp edges.
A demonic giant asked, "Miss Jingmiao, what do you say?"
Hehuan Zong Jingmiao, the proud disciple of Lady Chun, is stunningly beautiful, and her strength is not inferior to her beauty. If this woman is willing to join forces with them, she may not be able to suppress the Demon Buddha Sadness and Sword Master Yan Jun together and divide their heritage.
"Innocent"
Jing Miao sneered. These giants of the devil's way were all from the wild cultivators of the Jianghu, and their background was shallow. In the sad eyes of the devil and Buddha, these people were nothing like ants. the difference. As long as Sword Cultivator Yan Jun can hold her back for a moment or three, the misery of the Demon Buddha will kill these demon giants, and then she will also suffer.
The mantis is chasing the cicada, and the oriole is behind it, but now the oriole has become a mantis and a cicada, which is really dangerous.
After thinking this, Jing Miao turned around and was about to leave, but dozens of sword lights suddenly rose up, cutting off her retreat, and those young swordsmen of unknown origins had already come out of the air, and the eyes under the ferocious masks His eyes flashed with cold light, and he waved the black sword with murderous intent. He sneered and said, "The snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman benefits. If the snipe and the clam don't fight, I dare to ask the girl how to deal with it."
"Donor, you are really kind." "Yeah"
The demon Buddha couldn't help laughing in sorrow, and then he stepped out and disappeared into thin air.
Crack
With a crisp sound, the neck of a demon giant was twisted, and a bloody head appeared in the miserable palm of the demon Buddha.
The Demon Buddha stood miserably on the mountain of headless corpses on the demonic giant, without saying a word, but the bloody head in his hand silently told what a terrifying existence the Demon Buddha was.
The demon giants in the Southern Territory were no longer calm, and their expressions changed with horror.
"How could you, this group of ants, get involved in the fight between us? I really don’t know how to die."
The demon Buddha said with sad eyes and indifference, "I I didn’t want to get to know you, but now that I have taken action, no matter how boring I feel, I will send you on your way.”
“You”
A man wearing a Just as the python-robed demonic giant was about to say something, the devil made a sad move, and with a loud bang, the python-robed demonic giant exploded like a bubble, and his body died.
The other demon giants were all frightened and turned around to run away. The demon Buddha shook his head sadly and sighed, feeling more and more ridiculous. How dare such ants have murderous intentions towards him
The demon Buddha waved his monk's robe in sorrow, and the rolling demon energy roared down, killing those giants of the southern region's demons on the spot, with blood flying and the screams shaking the sky. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft