Excellent Immortal

A giant golden palm transformed out of thin air, and pressed down on Xuan Yue's head with a mighty Buddha's light.Xuan Yue suddenly raised her head, her pretty face as white as the moon was stern, the seven-petaled flower on her forehead appeared and disappeared, and the fox fur on her body was blown by the strong airflow raised by the giant palm, and her body was stern. Unable to move as if frozen, the seven-colored Tianrui Hua Ling that had been swung out was also forcibly suppressed.

Ruoku felt that the pulling force suddenly disappeared, his body regained his freedom, and he immediately stretched out his body and climbed up to Nanwu Peak.Xuan Yue watched the giant palm clenched towards her, her bones all over her body seemed to be crushed, and two clusters of red clouds rose from that pretty face.

hum~

The small seven-petal flower between Xuan Yue's eyebrows suddenly became a little clearer, two frightening colored lights flashed in her eyes, her aura increased a hundredfold, she raised her head to the sky and screamed, and a terrifying force suddenly erupted from her body.

boom!

The huge palm with the Buddha's radiance was scattered and scattered by the huge force erupting from Xuan Yue's body, and disappeared invisible.Tianrui Hualing grew thousands of feet, and swiftly slashed down towards Nanwu Peak with a destructive aura.

Seeing that Nanwufeng was about to be turned into dust under the blow of Tianrui Hualing, the vast Sanskrit singing suddenly sounded, and Nanwufeng was hidden in the peaceful golden light.Seven golden pagodas stand abruptly, and circles of Buddha's light on the pagodas radiate to the surroundings, giving people a feeling of being as safe as Mount Tai and as solid as gold.

Pong!

Tianrui Hualing slashed at the mountain protection formation with a destructive aura, but the golden mountain protection formation remained motionless, and the seven pagodas suddenly burst into Buddha's light.Xuan Yue bit her bright red lips tightly, her eyes were cold and persistent, and with a wave of her plain hand, Tian Rui Hua Ling slashed at the mountain guard formation one after another.As Xuanyue waved the Tianrui flower silk in Xuanyue's hand, the light of the seven pagodas gradually dimmed.

Just as Xuan Yue was about to continue to act, she suddenly trembled, the tyrannical aura on her body quickly weakened, the seven-petal flower located between her eyebrows completely disappeared, a strong sense of weakness and dizziness hit her, and her face was as pale as paper.Xuan Yue beckoned back Tianrui Hualing, took a breath, and said coldly: "Listen, bald donkey of the Void Gate, if you dare to hurt a hair on him, I will destroy Nan Wufeng and destroy the Void Gate! "Speaking unwillingly, he spun around in place, turned into a cloud of colorful light and disappeared.

In the dark night, the seven Buddhist pagodas still stand around Nanwu Peak, and the golden array of mountain guards illuminates the area of ​​tens of miles as if it were daytime.

On Nanwu Peak, in the Hall of Great Compassion.

Han Yun faced a group of bald heads calmly, but his heart was a little hairy. The bald heads around him were not simple, and the weakest one was the early Buddha baby.After clicking casually, among the eight bald heads in the hall, three are early Buddha infants, two are middle Buddha infants, and two are late Buddha infants.This powerful lineup is really scary, and this group of bald heads should be the upper echelons of the Void Sect.

The body of the old monk in the middle, wearing a bright red cassock and a string of black lacquered beads hanging around his neck, looks a bit illusory, but his cultivation level cannot be seen.However, Han Yun instinctively felt that this old monk was the most powerful among all the bald heads.

It was only now that Han Yun realized that his idea of ​​stealing the Nine Sons Bodhi was a bit whimsical, or maybe he had been doing things too well recently, and gradually became a little arrogant.At this time, being surrounded by many masters, he felt that his mid-Gold Core cultivation was not enough.

"Who is the benefactor?" The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, the eyeballs were cloudy, and the muscles on his face were loose and dry. At first glance, the old monk was just an ordinary old man.

"Old monk, who are you?" Now that he has fallen into the other party's hands, surrounded by all the masters, it is impossible for him to escape, so Han Yun also went all out, and asked indifferently.

"Thief, don't be rude to the dharma avatar of the sect leader!" A loud shout was like a thunderbolt, shaking the Great Compassion Hall slightly.Han Yun only felt a buzzing in his ears, but he was taken aback by surprise, and looked away.I saw a big monk with a thick back and a waist, staring at him fiercely, his eyes as big as copper bells almost spewed fire, it seemed that he had the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife with Han Yun.

"If you are angry, don't be impatient!" The old monk reproached me peacefully.The fierce monk immediately clasped his hands together and said in a buzzing voice, "Yes, I know I was wrong!" But his eyes still stared fiercely at Han Yun.

Han Yun shrugged indifferently, turned his head to face the old monk, and was secretly surprised. Only then did he understand why the old monk looked a little illusory, but it turned out to be a dharma clone. In the divine stage, the primordial spirit can go out of the body and turn into a dharma clone.

"The benefactor's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the golden core, and he is so young, which is really commendable. But it seems that he is not a disciple of Zhudaomen. I don't know what sect the benefactor is from. Why did he kill more than [-] disciples of my Void Sect for no reason? !" The old monk is very peaceful and authentic. At his level of cultivation, the Buddha's heart is already very strong, and he will not be easily affected by external events.However, more than a dozen bald heads around showed grief and indignation, and they all looked at Han Yun with unkind eyes, especially the fierce monk with the name Ruoan, who looked like he was going to swallow Han Yun alive.

Seeing that the old monk was still kind, Han Yun clasped his fists and said, "Han Yun, I am not a disciple of Zhudaomen, nor did I kill the monks in the Jokhang Temple in Nanyuan City!"

"Then how does the benefactor explain being trapped by Jianglong Jinding!" The old monk lowered his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.Han Yun was naturally embarrassed to say that he had committed a crime in order to steal the elixir from the temple, so he couldn't help being speechless for a while.

"I still want to quibble, but I'm out of arguments!" Ruo'an scolded angrily.

Han Yun couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said indifferently: "I'm not deaf, and pay attention to your saliva, it's all on the bald head next door to you!"

Ruoan was stunned, and couldn't help turning his head to look, and sure enough, he found that Ruoku standing near him had a drop of saliva on his ring scar, his old face couldn't help turning red, and he gave Han Yun a vicious look.

Han Yun chuckled, turned his head and said to the old monk's face: "Old monk, the door of the Jokhang Temple was wide open at that time, I just felt that something was wrong, so I went in and took a look, but found that all the monks in the temple were killed with a knife. Just as I was about to leave, I was trapped by the golden roof!"

"Amitabha, Master Han sneaked into the temple with a cloak because the gate of the temple was wide open. This statement is unconvincing!"Not to mention that these monks didn't believe it, even Han Yun himself didn't believe it.Han Yun hesitated for a moment, but still told what happened.

All the bald heads had different expressions after hearing this, some were puzzled, some were embarrassed, and some were angry!

The old man closed his eyes slightly, opened them after a while, and said, "Benefactor Han is able to tell the story of the Nine Sons Bodhi, so it should be true. In this way, the people from Huashenwu want to blame Zhu. Knife, in order to provoke a dispute between my faction and Zhudaomen?"

Han Yun shrugged and said, "Maybe, anyway, I didn't see the people from Huashenwu kill the disciples of your sect!"

"Uncle Master, we can't trust this thief's words. Maybe he is a disciple of Zhudaomen, and he deliberately shirks responsibility!" Ruoku hurriedly said, looking at Han Yun with a hint of hatred.

Han Yun said indifferently: "I am not a disciple of Zhudaomen. Even if your Void Sect sends someone to destroy Zhudaomen now, it is none of my business. I have explained the matter clearly, can I leave now?"

"Fart, you just want to send us away in a few words, when we are all fools, with more than 60 lives, how can you let you go so easily, and your companion also killed Junior Brother Ruoyu, and kept saying that he wanted to level my Void Gate, old man! I want to see how that demon girl destroys my Void Gate!" Ruo'an shouted angrily.

Han Yun couldn't help being stunned, and asked, "What companion? What witch?"

Ruoku snorted coldly and said, "Han benefactor, don't pretend to be stupid, even if the cause of death of the disciples in the Jokhang Temple has nothing to do with you, but Ruoyu died at the hands of your companions, then the witch will not return me to the Void Sect." Fairness, you don't want to leave here!"

Han Yun's face darkened. It seemed that the old monk Ruoyu was killed by a woman. It sounds like the woman killed Ruoyu to save herself.A woman he knew appeared in Han Yun's mind, and he secretly said: "Yaoyao is impossible, Xuanyue should not have that level of cultivation, is it Jin'er? Or Chuochuo?"

Thinking of Chu Junchuo, Han Yun became a little excited. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and only she had the ability to kill Ruoyu, who was in the buddha stage.

"Amituofo, Han Shizhu, I can't believe everything you say. You can only know the truth after you check it with Zhudaomen. If it is true, I will let you leave safely. Now I will wrong Han Shizhu!" With a wave of his right hand, the string of black beads lit up a ball of Buddha's light, facing Han Yun as a hood.

Han Yun was taken aback, and was about to resist, but found that he was tightly suppressed by a huge force, and he couldn't move at all. The string of golden Buddhist beads was used as a hood, and Han Yun disappeared out of thin air.

"Master Master, if you really believe what Han Yun said, even if it is true, then the death of Junior Brother Ruoyu will be forgotten?" Ruoku said sadly and angrily.

Old Shang closed his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while he calmly said: "The woman in white today is very difficult, if we misunderstood first, then the fault is on our side, there is no need to worry about it." Hereby create a formidable enemy!"

"Although that woman is powerful, she has retreated. Even with the master's cultivation level, I can't subdue her? Even if it doesn't work, I can ask the ancestors to help!" Ruoku said unwillingly.

The old monk shook his head and said: "There is a terrible power sealed on this woman. If she is pushed into a hurry and the power seal is forcibly released, I am afraid it will bring a catastrophe to my Void Sect, and I don't know her. Whether there is a powerful force behind her, it is really inappropriate to provoke her!"