Stirring up hatred has always been something Li Xiaobai spared no effort to do.
Especially using Liu Jinshui's name to cause trouble, it's so damn exciting.
"A mere junior has repeatedly provoked us to die!"
Several monks in the Tribulation Stage joined forces, powerful spiritual energy fluctuations swept across the field, and bursts of demonic flames rolled in the field. This was Song Zhong's move.
The technique used by this righteous person is even more terrifying than that of the devil. Li Xiaobai casually summoned a wisp of hellfire. After a period of burning, the hellfire became much tougher and could begin to swallow some small items. .
The attack of this Tribulation Stage cultivator contains extremely pure spiritual power fluctuations. If it can swallow even a trace of it, it will be even more effective than feeding the spiritual stone magic weapon.
Feeling the powerful spiritual power fluctuations, Li Xiaobai chuckled: "Old man, you can't do it. It's not your fault, but it's your fault for wandering around."
"Shu Zi, how dare you insult me!"
"You, an old pervert, have deserved your death. No matter how righteous you are, no matter how famous a sect you are, you are just a group of people who are just trying to gain fame!"
Su Meier said in a stern voice.
"It's nonsense. Demonic and demonic women must be punished. You beguiled my Buddhist disciples first, and killed my righteous people later. No matter what your background is today, you will definitely be punished!"
The veins on Song Zhong's forehead popped out, and he felt a little embarrassed when he was exposed in public.
"Amitabha, donor, you have fallen into delusion. The right and wrong in the world lies in the heart, not the appearance. Although Mei'er, the donor, comes from a demonic family, her heart is not bad and she has not done anything harmful to nature. On the other hand, if all donors can do it as soon as possible, Put down your butcher knife, I, the Buddha, am merciful and still willing to save you all."
The forgotten monk said calmly.
"The demon monk has no Buddha in his heart, and it cannot represent the Buddha. Our Buddha is indeed compassionate, but he is only merciful to those who are compassionate. He has an affair with a demonic witch and blatantly opposes the righteous people. Such behavior is enough to expel you from Buddhism! "
The Sanskrit sound sounded in the void, carrying an irresistible smell.
When the monks below heard this, they all had a feeling in their hearts that this should be the case, as if the monster monk in front of them was indeed a heinous being.
As soon as this idea came out, the disciples didn't feel anything wrong, but several masters in the tribulation stage were so shocked that they broke out in cold sweat, biting their tongues with their teeth, trying to wake themselves up.
This is the magical power of Buddhism, the Sutra of Delivering People. One word can save others and convert them to Buddhism.
Just now they had the idea of agreeing with each other's point of view. If they continue to sink, they will eventually become weird.
Those who can possess this ability are definitely Buddhist monks in the Mahayana period.
"Ahem, that's right. The demon monk has no Buddha in his heart. He just surrenders without mercy. Maybe he can be treated leniently!"
Song Zhong coughed a few times, awakening the souls of thousands of disciples and monks, and breaking away from the state of being saved. He was frightened in his heart. The Buddhists could not sit still, and were ready to take the lead to face the Buddhist monks in the Mahayana period. They are powerless.
The boss of the Cangtian Sect is still on the way, so we can only pray that the boss will arrive soon.
Everyone was startled and broke into a cold sweat. Before they saw anyone, they were almost converted to Buddhism. This West Desert Buddhism is really unfathomable.
Monk Yuanjue looked happy, and the voice came from the direction of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, which meant that the disciples who went to ask for help had already met the abbot master, and if the abbot took action, he would definitely be able to capture the demon girl and the demon monk.
"The Buddha has no good or evil, he only talks about cause and effect. What the abbot said is a delusion. If you add your own thoughts to the Buddha, it may be difficult to cultivate the golden body."
Liao Wang's eyes were covered with a layer of gold, and he looked in the direction of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
He could see that in the main hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, there was an old monk standing in bright and gorgeous clothes. His red cassock was studded with magic weapons and spiritual weapons. He was looking at him from afar.
"Since when can even demon monks talk about Buddhism?"
"Crooked people think they understand the Buddha after mastering a few Buddhist teachings. This is a misfortune for Buddhism. Now speaking nonsense about the Buddha shows contempt for Western Desert Buddhism. Our Buddha is merciful and naturally good. Such evil and heretic remarks like yours , just want to disturb the Buddha mind of my Buddhist disciples!"
"I will take you down today to rectify the reputation of our West Desert Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"
In the void, a big hand of golden light appeared, grabbing in the direction of Wang Wang. Wherever it passed, the surrounding monks melted like ice and snow. This was the powerful effect of the Dharma attached to it.
"Master, we are our own!"
Many monks looked horrified and retreated one after another. This big hand was the magical power of a high-ranking monk in the Mahayana period. With their meager skills, they would almost die if they touched it.
Monk Yuanjue was also horrified. He did not expect Master Abbot to act so randomly and led a group of Buddhist disciples to retreat quickly.
"Amitabha, under the Bodhi tree, with the Bodhi fruit, now you know that I am who I am."
After forgetting to recite the Buddha's name, the golden light around his body surged, as if he was about to hit him hard. Li Xiaobai's face looked a little different. This monk shouldn't be so swollen, right? .
"Giggle, funny fruit under the funny tree, you and me under the funny tree!"
Ji Qingwu didn't care so much. He was extremely excited at the moment, and the feeling of being surrounded by everyone was quite exciting.
It likes this feeling of being unable to see it and being unable to kill it.
"Noisy!"
The ethereal voice in the void was mixed with a hint of anger, and the big golden hand pressed down suddenly, trying to suppress Wang Wang.
"Master, do you really have a solution? Should we run away first?"
Looking at the big hand in the void, Li Xiaobai asked with some uncertainty.
"As long as I am here, there will be no problem, Baldy, kill it quickly!"
Ji Wuqing shouted.
"Thousands of miles to go!"
"Donor Li, let's avoid the sharp edge for now. See you later. Pay attention to safety."
Liao Wang turned his head and said something to Li Xiaobai, and his figure disappeared, taking Su Meier and disappearing in an instant, leaving behind a confused Ji Wuqing.
Li Xiaobai's face darkened. Sure enough, at critical moments, people around him would always fall off one after another. This bastard thing was really a trick.
The big golden hand in front of him was already close at hand. Li Xiaobai turned his wrist and took out a golden talisman.
"Dacheng Golden Talisman!"
The golden light surged. This was a valuable item in the mall. A Dacheng golden talisman could withstand a blow from a Mahayana monk and cost three thousand high-grade spiritual stones.
The price is quite expensive, but for Li Xiaobai, who is now worth tens of millions, it is just a drop of money.
The giant golden hand slapped Li Xiaobai's body, and the golden talisman's charm flowed, resisting the opponent's attack.
[Attribute points +20000...]
[Attribute points +22000...]
The golden palm dissipated, and the golden light protecting the body was shattered inch by inch. Looking at the data on the system panel in front of him, Li Xiaobai was a little excited.
Damn it, this Mahayana monk is so fierce. He can easily get tens of thousands of attribute points with just one palm. He is not a little bit stronger.
