Dragon Emperor, Martial God

"Om... um... u... ba... mi... hum..."

Master Xingchi sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands clasped together, his face was calm, he regarded death as home, and uttered the six-character mantra. (#￥)!

When he felt that Ling Yun was stabbing him with a sword, a mysterious smile appeared on Master Xingchi's face.

But even so, it couldn't stop Ling Yun's killing intent, the dragon pattern sword in his hand remained unchanged, stabbing Master Xingchi in the throat!

Sudden! Without any warning, a bead the size of a walnut shot out from Ling Yun's space ring. The speed was extremely fast, and it instantly hung in the air, blocking the tip of Ling Yun's sword!

This bead flickered without light, gathered without splendor, and did not have any Buddhist power lingering. After flying out of the space ring, the color was still gray and ordinary, and there was no vision to show!

But it just hung in the air, blocking Ling Yun's sharp sword tip!

How sharp the dragon sword is and how powerful Ling Yun is, but no matter how hard Ling Yun exerts or changes direction, his dragon sword cannot stab!

"Om... um... u... ba... mi... hum..."

The six-character mantra in Master Xingchi's mouth seemed to be magnified hundreds of times in an instant. All the people in the villa felt endless compassion, and the expressions on their faces became solemn!

Master Xingchi felt the endless Buddha power, he opened his eyes instantly, and then saw this extremely shocking scene!

"Amitabha, this..." When Master Xingchi saw the walnut-sized bead, his eyes showed extreme shock, and he even forgot to recite the six-character mantra.

The most shocking was Ling Yun! Ling Yun said in the heart that I have searched for some heaven-defying treasures this time. How can they all fly out of the space ring? !

Others don't know, but he is very clear that this is the bead that the seated vajra glazed body is holding in the hands of the seated vajra glazed body in the small temple under the tiankeng!

"Humph! Isn't it just an old monk who killed you from Buddhism, and he even cares about this?!" Ling Yun was annoyed and stabbed nine swords!

No suspense. All blocked by that mysterious bead!

And that bead actually began to emit a surging Buddha power, which was gradually eliminating the powerful killing intent in Ling Yun's heart!

Master Xingchi didn't care about the long sword that Ling Yun stabbed at all,

After a long while in shock, his excitement almost reached madness, and he immediately changed his sitting position to kneeling, and bowed his head to the bead in the air!

After Master Xingchi kowtowed his head nine times reverently, he lowered his head and put his hands together. He said to Ling Yun's voice transmission: "Little donor, please put away the long sword. The old monk has something to say."

Ling Yun also knew that he couldn't kill it, so he put the dragon-marked sword directly into the space ring, and the bead flew back in a hurry, and fell into Ling Yun's space ring again.

"It's a goddamn evil, it's weird..." Ling Yun was secretly stunned, thinking about finding a place to throw this bead away.

The old monk who was sitting in the transformation is too powerful, and he can definitely kill the existence of the earth immortal in the Dacheng stage, even if he has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage. It may not be able to deal with the bead he left behind, and this thing must not be left around.

It can't be used by Ling Yun, no matter how good it is, he can abandon it like a shoe!

"Tell me!" Ling Yun simply put away the blood demon saber and stood in front of Master Xingchi, who was still kneeling with his hands behind his back, and said lightly.

"The little benefactor is definitely not from the Demon Sect! Not only is he not, but he also has a relationship with Buddhism..." Master Xingchi said this first!

Ling Yun was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly said in a deep voice, "Old monk, don't get involved with me, I can let you go, but don't worry, even if I have a relationship with me, I won't have anything to do with Buddhism!"

joke. There are so many women in Lingyun who haven't even had a bite yet. Master Xingchi said that he has a relationship with Buddhism. Even with Lingyun's concentration, he couldn't bear it.

Master Xingchi still smiled and said lightly: "The little donor could have killed me with that magic sword just now, but you used that long sword, why?"

Ling Yun pouted, thinking that a monk is a monk, it's simply boring. Anyway, you ended up dying, what did you use to kill instead of kill?

Seeing that Ling Yun refused to answer, Master Xingchi smiled again and said, "Dare to ask the little benefactor, where did you get this bead from?"

Lingyun said directly: "I picked it up on the road, I thought it was very interesting, so I took a look at it, but now I don't think it is very interesting anymore, so I will throw it away tomorrow!"

Master Xingchi knew that Ling Yun was talking nonsense, but he didn't care about it, and immediately said: "As the little beneficiary, keep it if you want, throw it away if you want, but what the old man wants to tell the little beneficiary is that this bead is , is the supreme treasure of Buddhism, son of Bodhi!"

"Bodhi?!" Ling Yun's mind turned around, trying his best to search for the memory of Bodhi in his mind, but he wasted countless brain cells, but he still couldn't remember it.

Even in the great world of cultivation, he had never heard of such a thing.

"Bodhi is not a tree, and a mirror is not a stage. There is nothing in the void, where can it cause dust...Little donor, you have my Buddha's most precious Bodhi son, but you say that it has nothing to do with my Buddhism. Isn't it a bit self-deceiving?"

Master Xingchi smiled compassionately, looked at Ling Yun, and asked with a smile.

"Hmph, what about the treasure of Buddhism? I'll throw him away tomorrow!" Ling Yun said stubbornly.

Ling Yun is cultivating true self-cultivation. Although his cultivation is mainly based on Taoism, he should be regarded as half a Taoist, but he is not a real Taoist!

He has his own way of cultivation, the way of his heart, and what he advocates is that I am invincible, that gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. Of course, he will not have anything to do with Buddhism.

"Oh? It seems that the little benefactor really wants to throw away this Bodhi seed, so the old man asks one more question, did the little beneficiary throw away the emperor's pen and the emperor of the earth?" Master Xingchi asked Ling Yun with a smile and a mysterious look on his face.

Ling Yun's head "hum" all of a sudden! He was stunned!

I wipe, although this old monk can't fight very much, it seems that he knows a lot. Now that the emperor's pen is in his eyebrows, and the emperor is in his dantian, only he knows this matter, how does he know? of? !

Lingyun's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his pupils were black and white again. He decided that even if Bodhizi blocked him, he would let Cui Lao and Dugumo kill Master Xingchi on the spot!

The dragon pattern sword can be exposed, and the ghost blood sword can be exposed. Spatial rings, divine gourds, dragon saliva, etc. can all be exposed, but the Human Emperor Pen and Earth Emperor cannot!

The relationship is too big, everyone in the world wants to take it for themselves, Ling Yun's current strength is too low, if this news spreads. Isn't he a living target?

"What inexplicable thing you said, I have never heard of it..." The murderous intent on Ling Yun's face disappeared in a flash. Fortunately, Master Xingchi didn't look up and didn't see it at all.

It doesn't matter if you see it.

"As soon as you come, feel at ease, Lingyun, you are the one who is destined to be robbed. You can't lose this boundless responsibility no matter what..."

The more Master Xingchi said, the more outrageous he became.

They come, the security. People who are destined to be robbed, have boundless and heavy responsibilities, and can't be thrown away... What's the matter!

Ling Yun's liver trembled when he heard it, and he felt that Master Xingchi's sentence: "As soon as you come, you will be at peace", very intriguing.

This earth is really too mysterious, and Ling Yun's heart is full of doubts.

"Everything has life, everything is empty... So it is. So it is, hehe..."

Master Xingchi's voice became lower and lower, and after laughing, his body remained motionless, and there was no more sound.

"Master Xingchi!" Ling Yun was confused, but he hadn't waited for him to ask questions. However, he found that Master Xingchi had remained silent!

With a smile on his face, he died from a broken heart!

"This..." Ling Yun stared at Master Xingchi's corpse, speechless for a long time. He stood there alone for a long time and pondered for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh.

Since Bodhizi would not let Xingchi kill Xingchi, Lingyun was ready to let him go, Master Xingchi already knew everything. It is completely possible to say nothing and just drift away, but he said nothing.

After Ling Yun started to kill again, Master Xing Chi didn't need him to do anything at all, he just came to kill himself!

"Thank you, Master!" After a long time, Ling Yun silently bowed to Master Xingchi's corpse, and in a flash he came to Sun Tianbiao.

"Brother Biao, now it's your turn..." Ling Yun looked at Sun Tianbiao, who was sitting on the ground, and said with a playful smile.

Cui Lao and Dugumo formed a double-team against Sun Tianbiao one after another, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

"Lingyun, what did you ink with that old monk just now? What happened to that bead?" Seeing Lingyun finally coming, Dugu Mo couldn't help but wonder.

Just now, Lingyun and Master Xingchi both used the extremely profound sound transmission technique, and neither of them even moved their lips. Even the masters of the ninth floor of the innate don't even want to hear the conversation between the two, let alone other people. .

"Oh, I discussed the ideal of life..." Ling Yun said nonsense.

"Gah?" Dugu Mo almost sprayed out again, scratching his head and wondering: "You discuss life ideals with Shaolin monks? Then why did you discuss them to death?"

Ling Yun didn't want to bring up the matter of Master Chi, he frowned and said, "Everyone has their own fate, he cuts his heart, what can I do?"

Then he stopped wasting words with Dugumo, and with a flick of his wrist, he lifted the ghost blood demon saber in his hand.

"Sun Tianbiao, I said just now that I will cut you into eight pieces, do you remember?!" Ling Yun's eyes were as cold as a blade tempered by ten thousand years of ice, and he asked in a deep voice.

Sun Tianbiao now really knew that Ling Yun was a murderer, but he still insisted on his identity.

"Lingyun, on the night of Qingming Festival, you..."

Sun Tianbiao knew that he was going to die, but he still had to be a sensible ghost.

Ling Yun said lightly: "Yes, I killed all of them, your arrogant lady, your prodigal son, and the four great masters were all killed by me. If your Sun family wants revenge in the future, just let me go. Come here, I'll give you a chance now, you can pass all this news back to the family."

"But, no matter what, you must die!" Ling Yun told Sun Tianbiao very clearly.

It was because of Sun Tianbiao's persecution that Zhuang Meifeng agreed to be a disciple of Jingxin Nunnery in desperation.

Dragons have reverse scales, and they will kill you if you touch them! (To be continued.) (To be continued.)