Chapter: 3927

"Modong is dead, it's up to you."

Ning Qi smiled at Lei Tao and the others.

"Amitabha, benefactor, forgive others and forgive them!"

A Buddha's horn sounded, and Xiao Wuye and others had no time to remind them that the chariot they were in had already appeared at the front, and the great monk was looking at Ning Qi with compassion.

Xiao Wuye and the others stared blankly at the back of the great monk, and then swept their gazes at Shakya Ruye. Shakya Ruye looked at the crowd in a daze, with an ugly smile on his face, and then slowly closed his eyes, If he knew that his master-uncle was so meddling in his own business, and he agreed to just come and see the excitement, but suddenly intervened in it, this time, he would definitely not follow!

"Master Shakya Huijing?"

When Zhong Ming and the others saw the Great Monk, a gleam of joy suddenly flashed in their eyes. The Qi and blood on the Great Monk's body were surging, much thicker than theirs. Qiu Zhan teamed up, so Zhong Ming, Mo Dong, Lei Tao, and Qiu Zhan teamed up, and they were not the great monk's opponent.

Because the temple-suppressing magical power of the Jiucha Ancient Temple, the "Supreme Demonstration Golden Body Jue", is a kind of exercise that is both internal and external, and is extremely balanced. In the initial stage of practice, there is absolutely no internal cultivation method to enter the realm. Hurry up, but the further you get to the back, the more powerful the power of the Supreme Buddha Golden Body Art will become!

Shakya Huijing is an old monk who has lived for countless tens of thousands of years. Not only is his cultivation of Buddhism superb, but his attainments in the Supreme Buddha Golden Body Art are also extremely terrifying. It is the reincarnation of a real god and Buddha. In just 33,000 years, he has practiced to the realm of the Creator of the Eight Tribulations, "Shakya Longzu" is stronger than him. Even among the three desperate situations, the strongest monk!

"Forgive others and forgive others? Old monk, do you know what will happen to me if I lose to Modong today?"

Ning Qi's eyes fell on Sakyamuni Huijing. The physical aura of this great monk was terrifying, several times stronger than that of the Lord of the Dead City.

After Ziyue Yanjun used the forbidden technique back then, he couldn't compare with this great monk. It can be said that his physical cultivation is probably comparable to Ning Qi who has not yet broken through to the Creator of the Four Tribulations. After being baptized by the thunder tribulation, Ning Qi's prison-suppressing dragon elephant skill has reached the peak of the eighth heaven, and he can break through to the ninth heaven after experiencing one or two more thunder calamities at most. In comparison, there is still a certain gap.

Even so, it's amazing enough. In Ning Qi's cognition, even the physical strength of the Creator of the Nine Tribulations is probably not as strong as him. After all, the skills he practiced have surpassed the limit of this world. Clan Kung Fu, which combines thirty-three sub-concepts, specializing in the power of dragons and elephants!

"The Golden Body Secret of the Supreme Buddha..."

Glancing at the attributes of the old monk, Ning Qi became a little curious about the exercises he practiced. Even if this set of exercises does not meet the standards of the immortal clan's exercises, it is definitely the top of the world, right?

"Benefactor, you are a wanted criminal of the Huanxi Demon Sect. You stole the Huanxi Demon Gourd. As long as you hand over this thing, I believe that the Modong benefactor at that time will definitely spare your life. Unfortunately, now that the Modong benefactor is dead. In your hands, the enmity between you and the Huanxi Demon Sect can't be resolved even by the monk, but the benefactor must not make mistakes again and again. I will persuade Lei Tao to be the benefactor and let them leave. I don't know what the benefactor will do how?"

Sakyamuni put his palms together towards Ning Qi and said with a slight smile.

"Although Modong is dead, even the Lion King Shield can't save his life, that only means that the precious sword in that guy's hand is unstoppable! Such a spiritual weapon is probably not weaker than the Huanxi Demon Gourd. Treasure, such an opportunity today is really rare, why don't I join hands to suppress him, and let all the scattered monks around him take action together, and when this son is suppressed, then we will distribute the spoils?"

Lei Tao suddenly sent a voice transmission.

Zhong Ming and Qiu Zhan's expressions changed slightly when they heard the words. After a moment of hesitation,

The two nodded inconspicuously.

Sakyamuni Huijing also heard this voice transmission, and couldn't help frowning. He would try to persuade him. Naturally, he thought that Lei Tao and others were no match for this monk in front of him, but he thought that with his own Dharma practice, It shouldn't be difficult to suppress Ning Qi, so he dared to be a peacemaker for both sides.

Unexpectedly, the three of Zhong Ming were attracted by the spiritual weapon in Ning Qi's body, and now they are dazzled by the benefits.

"Old monk, have you heard their voice transmission? Still want to persuade me?"

Ning Qi laughed.

The expressions of Zhong Ming and the others changed slightly. The other party was just the Creator of the Four Tribulations, with unparalleled combat power. How could he hear their private voice transmission?

How is this going?

"How about this, benefactor, you temporarily give the two spiritual weapons on your body to the monk for safekeeping, and the monk will take you back to the temple. I believe that the benefactor Lei Tao and others will look at the monk for my sake, and stop for the time being. Once the misunderstanding is clarified and resolved, wouldn't both parties be happy?"

Sakyamuni smiled slightly.

"This old bald donkey actually wants to get two spiritual weapons?"