Eternal Demon Monarch - Chapter 1847

Qi Tian, a Buddhist saint, majored in joyful Zen, so he was not accepted by orthodox Buddhism. He escaped from Buddhism many years ago. Over the years, this guy has also harmed countless female friars in the fairy world, almost all of whom are notorious.

“Little girl, I have to say that you are really brave, but it doesn’t hurt. Just be beautiful.”

Qi Tian Buddha was dressed in Buddha clothes, but he was not tall, but some dwarfs. He looked down at Wu Lingyan outside the worry free view and said with a smile on his face.

“Demon monk, don’t be crazy. If my husband is here, one hand will be enough to kill you ten times.”

Wu Lingyan angrily scolded and thought of Yang Xuan naturally in her brain, but she didn’t know whether Yang Xuan was alive or dead now. If she was still alive, would she have time to come back.

“Husband? Are you married?”

Qi Tian’s Buddha saint’s face sank when he heard the speech, but then he sneered again and said, “whether you are married or not, you are still perfect. It’s very rare. You can be the practice furnace tripod of this seat.”

As soon as the words “practice furnace tripod” came out, Qi Tian Buddha Saint also completely tore off his hypocrisy.

“Shut up, but no one in our ancestral land will allow you, a demon monk.”

The leader of Tianxu temple was furious. He had heard the bad name of Qitian Buddha saint for a long time. Now when he saw it, he knew that the rumors were true.

“When I speak, I don’t have your share of speaking. I’ll palm my mouth, otherwise I’ll immediately step on your sky emptiness view and leave no chickens and dogs.”

Qi Tian Buddha drank coldly. This is not a simple threat, but that he will really take action.

“You…”

The Lord of Tianxu temple looks ugly. He is the Immortal Emperor of Taoism. How can he palm his mouth by himself? He can’t afford to lose that man. He just thinks of each other’s strength, and his eyebrows are somewhat dignified.

In the face of a big enemy, Li Wuyou, the most powerful of their sect, didn’t show up, so he didn’t know how to deal with it.

“Husband, is it really you?”

At this time, a surprised voice sounded outside the worry free view, and the person who made the sound was Wu Lingyan.

I don’t know when, Wu Lingyan’s eyes were fixed outside the sky. To be exact, they should be fixed on a figure that appeared outside the sky out of thin air.

He is a man in white, handsome and tall. Anyone who sees him will definitely praise a good handsome man.

“It’s Shaosheng!”

“Great, Yang Xuan Shaosheng is back, and our Taoist door will be saved.”

At the moment, on the Yuanshi star of the Taoist ancestral land, many Taoist friars immediately cheered when they saw the suddenly appeared man in white.

“It’s him. What accomplishments does he have now?!”

The leaders of Tianxu temple, Tianquan temple and many Taoist elders of each temple also focused their eyes on the white men outside the sky.

Who is the man in white, not Yang Xuan?

Yang Xuan, the saint of their Taoism, was instructed by their two ancestors.

“It’s me. I’m back.”

Yang Xuan stepped down from the sky step by step and nodded with a smile on his face.

“Yang Xuan, someone bullied me. You have to help me out.” Wu Lingyan was full of grievances and immediately poured out like a torrent of Jue ti.

“Just now he called me husband, why did he suddenly change his mouth?” Yang Xuan lost his smile, then put away his smile, looked coldly at the Qi Tian Buddha saint in the void and said, “haven’t seen you for a long time, monk. Your cultivation doesn’t seem to have made much progress!”

“Have we met?”

Qi Tian Buddha looked up at Yang Xuan with a suspicious look on his face.

“You haven’t seen me, but I have seen you. Ha ha, it’s ridiculous. When I see you, it happens to be your most embarrassed time.”

Yang Xuan said faintly that Qi Tian, the Buddha saint, qingmingzi, the ox demon saint and others once wanted to attack the eternal life hall, but in the end, they couldn’t steal the chicken and erode the rice. They were beaten and fled by the spirit of eternal life hall and the spirit of destiny, leaving a large number of treasures.

“Don’t put on airs and roll down quickly. A hairy boy dares to ride on my head. Don’t you think you are a saint?” just when the Buddha saint of Qi Tian was silent, the angry bull demon Saint suddenly gave a shocking drink.

“If you have any trouble with him, let me kill him.”

Leng hum, the ghost crow demon saint, broke through the air and went straight to Yang Xuan. No matter Qi Tian Buddha saint, ox demon saint, or qingmingzi, he didn’t say anything to stop it.

Obviously, they also want to use the hand of the ghost crow demon saint to explore the bottom of Yang Xuan

Since Yang Xuan appeared, they can’t see through his cultivation. This son is like an ordinary person, but it is this kind of obscurity that makes them cautious.

“An old crow without hair wants to kill me?”

Yang Xuan lowered his head and looked condescending at the incoming ghost crow demon saint, without concealing his disdain and ridicule.

“Little beast, you want to die!”

When he was scolded as an old crow, the ghost crow demon Shengdang blew his hair immediately. He almost couldn’t help showing his noumenon, but if he wanted his noumenon, it was not a white bone crow. He forced him to resist it again.

“It’s you who’s looking for death.”

Yang Xuan stood on the sky, motionless, but suddenly fell into stillness all over the world.

“Huh?”

The ghost crow demon Saint trembled and felt trapped in the mud. It was not an illusion, but his body was being suppressed by a terrible force, and even the speed of action became extremely difficult.

“Still moving?”

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows, stepped out in one step and said, “then I’ll work harder.”

Boom!

This heaven and earth, like boiling water, rolled up in an instant. At the same time, the ghost crow demon saint was under heavy pressure for the first time, and his body could not move any more.

“Damn it, it’s the only field for saints.” at this time, the ghost crow demon Saint also figured out everything and immediately shouted at the top of his voice, “this man is a saint. Brothers, come and save me.”

“Help you? It’s late. Get up here.”

As soon as Yang Xuan grabbed it with his bare hands, the ghost crow demon Saint revealed his body, and then his body flew up uncontrollably, and Yang Xuan grabbed his head with one hand.

“Taoist friend, spare my life, I, I……” I felt that my head was splitting a little. During this period, even the spirit was swallowed up by a force. The ghost crow demon saint who turned into a white bone crow immediately panicked.

“Spare your life? Didn’t you just shout to kill me? Why are you counseling now?” Yang Xuan sneered.

“I’m not blind. Don’t you know that you are also a saint?”

The ghost crow demon saint has an impulse to cry. Doesn’t he just want to show off his authority? Who wants to have such bad luck and eat a hard bone? What scares him most is that he has now become a prisoner of the other party, and he can’t live or die by himself.