Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Chapter 118

Under the West Pole, ten thousand Buddhas sit quietly, filled with golden light...

In the depths, where the sound of Buddha is swaying, a monk with a calm and dignified face is wearing a plain monk robe, holding a rosary in his hand, sitting cross-legged in the air, murmuring with his eyes closed.

The chaotic qi of yin and yang surged out of the endless red silk above the head. The sea of ​​red silk shattered inch by inch and drifted all over the sky. panic.

Shi Zun stopped muttering, and he raised his head, looking at the secret formation that was about to be broken, slowly turning the rosary in his hand.

A group of ancient Buddhas in red robes also looked solemnly at the sky, their tall and straight figures crushed the western sky, and the endless mortal dust drifted away like waves of raging flames accompanied by monsters like the figure of the Lord of Heaven and Earth.

The ancient red-clothed Buddhas soared into the sky one by one with determination, Shi Zun was still calm, and slowly recited the original verse of giving up the desire to Buddha. Cover dry salary, the fire of growth is blazing, such as those who are happy, the fire of love turns to growth, although the fire of fire is blazing, everyone can abandon it..."

Shui Wufeng listened to the annoying sound of flies buzzing in his ears, his eyes showed coldness, Feng Yangye, who was trapped in his arms, looked at his vague annoyance, and his eyes became clear It slowly infiltrated into the red light again... Wufeng...

Shui Wufeng felt that his arms were empty, he lowered his head in surprise, and the person in his arms disappeared again... He raised his eyes and saw his Taoist companion appearing beside the Buddha through Ten Thousand Buddhas, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas targeted him No one actually stopped that thin figure.

The furious anger and terrified fear were instantly aroused, Shui Wufeng clenched his long knife tightly, and the chaotic aura around him was more fierce and raging than before... He just said to be obedient, how could he turn his head and dare to take risks alone?

Demonic extravagance and Buddha-nature indifference are intertwined, making him want to abolish Feng Yangye's cultivation at this time... It is possible to lie in my arms forever without the slightest cultivation, right? ?

Anger was growing fierce, and Feng Yangye's pale and weak appearance appeared in his mind, stinging his heart, interrupting the strong possessive desire in his mind, and the anger was also dispelled.

His expression calmed down, all he was worried about was pity and fear, and he couldn't hurt Yang Ye... The little guy is obedient enough... Was he afraid that he would leave him after listening to other people's gossip?Shui Wufeng's heart hurts slightly, and he can't think of anything else... If you want to be stupid, you should be a little more stupid, my darling, so stupid that you only know how to stick to me obediently, don't have to think about anything, can't do anything... …

Before the Buddhist gatha was finished, Shi Zun's loud voice was cut off, and the sound of beads falling and rolling came to his ears. All the ancient Buddhas who were facing the monster turned their heads and saw that the rosary beads in Shi Zun's hands had been broken, and the beads were scattered. On the ground, a young monk with eyes like blood-red glass tightly strangled the Xitian Buddha's throat, and every word was full of murderous intent: "You talk nonsense to him again... I will want you to go to the Xitian Huaxu, and your soul will enter!" Sacrifice..."

Sakyamuni looked at him, but his face didn't change when he was caught. He turned his eyes to look at the eyes of this strange monk, as if he had been prepared for a long time, and his tone was extremely calm: "Are you afraid? You know, you are to him... It's just a magpie's nest and a dove's dwelling..."

"What did you say?" Feng Yangye paused for a moment, his chaotic mind was disturbed by a single sentence, and his murderous intent loosened a lot.

"The infatuation he can't let go of... Is it really you? Are you worth it?"

Shui Wufeng stared closely at Feng Yangye, and saw that Sakyamuni seemed to have said something to the little guy, and his darling's face gradually became strange... He thumped in his heart, this Buddha is especially good at punishing his heart, even if Feng Yangye Yang Ye's chaotic mind may not be immune to induction.

"I...can protect him now..." Feng Yangye tightened his fingers in a ignorant way, and Shi Zun stared into his eyes, his gloomy eyes seemed to have broken through all the mysteries in the world: "Love in this world is so foolish, let it go Bar……"

"I don't believe it..." Feng Yangye shook his head vigorously, trying his best to resist the chill in Shi Zun's words. In the hall, there are a few handsome teenagers next to them. The monster seems to miss something, and murmurs frantically into the air: "I will never forget you...no..."

Feng Yangye flinched, and withdrew his fingers... Shui Wufeng's mad and decadent appearance made his heart ache like breaking, "Twelve..."

"He acted like a madman for someone else, he tormented himself through the ages because of someone else, and he searched for those young people to miss that other person... Can't you see? His love in this life has long been buried before endless years, you just It's another substitute for the one he's nostalgic for the dead..."

The bewitching voice and the scene in front of him beat the heart together, the red light in Feng Yangye's eyes disappeared, and the aura disappeared, and he was lost in the illusion blankly. A smile appeared in Shi Zun's eyes, and he turned to look at When facing forward, the pupils shrank... All the ancient Buddhas did not block the demon for a moment.

Shui Wufeng clings to the blood-dripping long knife, and behind him are countless remnants of ancient Buddhas, bloody wind, two kinds of lights flashing in his eyes, with a cold smile on his face, the momentum of crushing the western sky is still there, It was oppressed on Sakyamuni alone, forcing out all the wounds of heavenly punishment covered up by this Buddha, and the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas also showed his embarrassment at the moment.

"Tell me...how did you know?" The voice of one Buddha and one demon was superimposed and full of dreadful coercion. He only remembered what happened at that time. Not long ago, the sub-spiritual masters who had a little knowledge of the situation were dead. Due to the catastrophe caused by the self-destruction of monsters... How could Sakyamuni, a sub-spiritual master who cultivated after 10,000+ years, know the things just mentioned?Shui Wufeng took a look at the dazed Taoist companion, used his spiritual power to bring him into his arms, caressed that confused face, with anxiety on his face: "My boy, take a look at me, trust me Is it..."

Sakyamuni was sitting on one side, clutching the wound between his stomach, his plain robe was stained with blood, but he still raised his head with that amiable Buddha face: "Sage...you really can't let it go? Your beloved The man is already dead... let him go..."

Anger flashed in Shui Wufeng's eyes, but then his hairs stood on end coldly... He found in a daze that Shi Zun seemed to be more fearsome than they thought. It wasn't for him that Shui Wufeng arranged...

"...Do you know who he is?" Shui Wufeng looked at Shi Zun's face, and suddenly caught a trace of extremely faint familiarity.

The terrifying smile in Sakyamuni's brows and eyes almost dilutes the peaceful appearance, revealing a bit of evil spirit, and the voice that comes into Shui Wufeng's mind is full of dangerous mockery: "...the holy king thought that all the teenagers in the hall were Dead...is it?"

Shui Wufeng hugged the person in his arms tightly, and Shi Zun continued to speak the words to induce Feng Yangye, but the sound transmission slowly revealed the strategy in his heart: "The Holy King... was able to rely on the will of the world... Became the Master of the Unparalleled Soul, right?"