Grandpa Supreme

Chapter 1089 Committed Sequelae (Part [-])
"You! Shut up, stop talking nonsense, Putuo Temple is open and upright, what you said is purely nonsense, if you want to commit a crime, there is nothing wrong with it!"

heard!Master Xuankong's nose was almost crooked due to anger, he didn't give the prodigal son Jian Wuying a chance to speak, and continued to speak angrily.

"Besides, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha will keep it in his heart! Some monks can't help it, but it is definitely not as cruel and inhumane as you said!"

"Also, you~~~~~~~ show off your tongue like you, have wrong views, cut off your good roots, and the Buddha will not save you, let alone become a Buddha. The devil is a devil after all, and the devil's heart is hard to get rid of."

The prodigal son Jian Wuying sneered and said: "Hehe, telling the truth has become a show off, and I have broken my roots of goodness. Master Xuankong taught me another lesson."

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Master Xuankong snorted coldly and frowned.

"But! Master Xuankong, when you talked about what is right and what is evil with Taishen Lord, you clearly said that the murderer is evil, and the righteous is righteous, right?"

"Although it's a bit general, but yes, I did say it!" Master Xuankong nodded, there is nothing wrong with what he said.

"What a Buddhist master, I kill the person who deserves to be killed, but I call it a devil. Your Buddha in wolf skin kills the person who should be killed, but you are full of Buddha's thoughts, benevolence, righteousness and morality. Justice is the law you stipulate!" The shadowless demon energy of the prodigal son sword hit the golden body of Master Xuankong, who was speechless!

"Master Xuankong is an expert in Buddhism, an eminent monk in Putuo Temple. How can the Buddhist principles you can understand? It's ridiculous, the king of bronze comments? Are you worthy?"

Murong Taishan said very angrily, he and Shangguan Patriarch are in the same spirit, I hope Master Xuankong will destroy the majesty of Taishen Jun, and don't make trouble if it has nothing to do with others!
There must be hostility towards the prodigal son Jian Wuying.

"You bad old man, you are very bad. I have been watching you for a long time before I go down. I didn't like you a long time ago. Why? Stare at me? Hit me with a good skill."

The prodigal son Jian Wuying sneered at the two of them coldly, knowing how to break the rift, the goddamn uncle didn't like them, the latter would just stare at him, and really didn't dare to make a move.

"Amitabha, you are eloquent, I don't argue with you, the Buddha is the Buddha, the devil is the devil, since ancient times, the evil has never prevailed!"

"I have learned from you, Master Xuankong is really profound in Buddhism, hahaha!"

"You... old monk Qisha, the demon world, the demon clan, completely separated the demon domain left by the ancient times, and formed a world of its own. This is the representative of the devil, and the king of the underworld is just a synonym. What is wrong with us killing demons and defending the way? People in the world, How can you be talking nonsense if you have never said that there is only one point of justice."

"Pluto? I have heard about his deeds. I don't talk too much about his deeds. No one has experienced his deeds, so don't blame others. You haven't experienced him. You don't know him. He is both righteous and evil. But you beat up a boatload of people with a stick, not all monsters harm people, from the very beginning, your so-called justice is collusion, I refuse to accept it!"

As the prodigal son Jian Wuying spoke, he was very angry, the veins on his forehead popped up, his demonic aura surged to the sky, and his murderous aura rushed out, covering the entire mountain. Master Xuankong frowned, his golden light could not be reflected through, he was really a demon , such a heavy murderous intent.

"Interesting, there's a story." Ling Yun said with a smile, the little guy on his lap didn't even blink his eyes.

"Fuck, is he crazy?" Nan Shenzun's mouth twitched fiercely!
"It's out of control, remember something." Bei Shenzun said.

"Why, why, God is so unfair to me? You are all dead, I will go there to seek revenge from you, I hate it!"

"Benefactor, calm down, chant scriptures with the old monk, he can calm you down, don't do any more evil." Master Xuankong persuaded, and began to mutter in his mouth.

"Why does this old man feel that Monk Shura is more reliable than Master Xuankong? Is it an illusion?" Dong Shenzun murmured.

"Fuck you, if you don't slaughter your so-called gods, how can the world have a way out? Where are the demons? Where are the demons? There is no need for oppression in the world!"

In ancient times, the so-called gods, in order to monopolize the power of the universe and maintain the secrets of the power of cultivation in the world, used cruel means to massacre clans and did everything they could.

Scenes of the past in ancient times came to Jian Wuying's mind, and the latter knelt down and cried bitterly for a short while, his eyes full of unwillingness.

The prodigal son Jian Wuying couldn't control it, he demonized his whole body, gathered a large amount of magic energy, and in one go, the magic energy turned into a fist, and he punched the golden master Xuankong, who was absolutely defensive!
dang dang dang…

The fist wind forms steel, like wind around Master Xuankong, the sound is like steel colliding, and the surrounding wind and clouds stir, like the end of the day!
The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, Beibei actually used strength to strengthen the Shenfeng Peak, she turned her head and smiled at Ling Yun and the others, that smile was saying, don't be afraid, she is here! !
From Ling Yun's point of view, the prodigal son Jian Wuying's soul has problems again, which is probably a sequela. At this moment, he regards Master Xuankong as an enemy who killed him.

Listening to his intermittent words, Ling Yun also guessed that Jian Wuying is an ancient figure, such a big enmity, he is almost becoming a demon,
wrong! !
The prodigal son Jian Wuying, he was really invaded by demons.

"Emperor, stop them, if you keep fighting, Shenfeng will be finished." Dong Shenzun shouted eagerly, with demon energy and Buddha energy at the same time, he couldn't get close.

Ling Yun shook his head!

Everyone started to get anxious, as if they wanted to stop but dared not.

"Scream, don't be crazy!" Master Xuankong gritted his teeth, relying on his physical strength, resisted head-on, and ran out passages of scriptures from his mouth, and began to attack the prodigal son Jian Wuying!

boom!
There was a wave, a loud noise, the little guy covered his ears, but his eyes couldn't see the battle in the dust and smoke of the night!
There was an extra figure in front of Beibei, everyone looked at it and found that it was the prodigal son Jian Wuying, his strength was no match for Master Xuankong, let alone his mind was messed up.

"Hmph, I don't need to convert you, you should be killed if you are a demon!" Master Xuankong arrived in an instant, with such terrifying power, the void he passed was shattered!

"The sword moves the universe!"

After the prodigal son Jian Wuying spat out a mouthful of blood, he immediately started to fight, a terrifying sword technique knocked back Master Xuankong, and the void trembled.

Beibei's eyes widened, and he muttered: "It's amazing, Uncle Hei is a bit of a bully, and the bald donkeys are beaten back."

"Are you going to kill me laughing?" Long Yanran covered her mouth and smiled, a helpless expression appeared on her face, where there is Beibei, there is never a shortage of jokes.

"En, the sword skills are pretty good." It's rare for Ling Yun to comment on other people's sword skills. In his eyes, almost all of them are unsightly.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched!

What time is it, and you are still in a daze and do not make a move. How about being a judge?

"Hahaha, I don't accept it, I don't accept it, I'm sanctimonious, a bunch of hypocrites, the sky is unfair, I want to break through this day.!" The prodigal son Jian Wuying was in a crazy state, and his strength was greatly reduced.

Tiandao was scolded, but because Ling Yun was here, he just swallowed his anger.

"Repent!"

Master Xuankong said in a deep voice, he has figured out the routine of the Prodigal Son Sword Wuying, he has cultivated this Vajra Fist to the point of becoming a god, and the opponent is in this state, he will not feel compassion, it is time to end.

"Enough, little monk, your performance is over."

Ling Yun opened his mouth at this moment to prevent Master Xuankong from swinging this punch. The latter was stunned, squinting his eyes, still condensing the Vajra Fist!
(End of this chapter)