"The poor monk's name is Wukong, which comes from the Buddhist world in the West!"

The old monk's voice is like the sound of a bell, resonating between heaven and earth.

Hearing that the old monk's Dharma name was Wukong, Lin Yang had a strange look on his face, and he couldn't help but think of something.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yang had doubts in his heart, why are the monks from the Western Buddha Realm here? What on earth does this old monk Wukong want to do?

The Western Buddha Realm is very strong. It is a special place of belief. Even the fifth restricted area is not willing to provoke the Western Buddhist Realm.

Sure enough, when the old man of the Silver tribe heard that Old Monk Wukong came from the Buddhist world of the West, he frowned, his tone became less aggressive, he softened a little, and asked:

"Master, it seems that my fifth restricted area has no grudges against you, Xitian Buddha Realm. Why did you come to ruin our important event?"

Old Monk Wukong clasped his hands together and said solemnly:

"Of course I'm not interested in your affairs in the fifth restricted area. I'm here today for the benefactor Lin Yang."

Hearing this, Lin Yang was stunned. Old Monk Wukong came for him?

"This old monk wants to save himself?"

Lin Yang was suspicious in his heart. After thinking about it carefully, he had no friendship with Xitian Buddhism. To be precise, he had grudges.

Thousand Eyes Bodhi had robbed them back then, and at the Jiuding City epic auction, he had some grievances with the Buddhist disciples of the Western Heaven Buddha Realm.

It stands to reason that the Western Buddhist world should hate him.

"Maybe this old monk has other intentions for me."

Lin Yang muttered to himself and continued to watch.

When the silver elder heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he raised his voice and said:

"Master, do you want to intervene in the grudge between Lin Yang and the fifth penalty area?"

"Lin Yang has repeatedly provoked my fifth restricted area. Our clan has issued a death order and Lin Yang must be killed. Does the master want to be an enemy of the fifth restricted area?"

The words of the silver elder were full of threats, and his words naturally revealed a arrogant attitude.

In this regard, Old Monk Wukong's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly:

"I have to take little benefactor Lin Yang away today. You have to agree whether you agree or not."

"I'm not here to discuss with you, but to inform you."

"Domineering!" Lin Yang couldn't help shouting in his heart, I'm here to inform you, not to discuss. What kind of confidence and domineering this is. It is much smarter than the fifth restricted area that only knows threats.

The old people of the Silver tribe were immediately furious. They finally caught Lin Yang, how could they let him be taken away like this?

If Lin Yang was taken away like this and they mobilized their troops and were defeated again, would they still be embarrassed? How would the outside world ridicule them?

A powerful aura erupted from the old man of the Silver Tribe, who was a god-king level master.

The silver elder's eyes widened and he shouted:

"Lin Yang is the person I must kill in the fifth penalty area. We found him first. No one can take him away!"

In response to this kind of yelling, old monk Wukong just snorted casually, raised his skinny palm, and slapped the old man of the Silver Tribe in the air.

Old Monk Wukong was very decisive. He didn't say a word of nonsense and acted vigorously and resolutely.

That skinny and unsightly palm instantly shone brightly with Buddha's light, transformed into a sky and earth, and fiercely suppressed the old man of the Silver tribe.

At this moment, the god-king-level silver elder was frightened and screamed loudly:

"Old monk, I am the elder of the fifth restricted area. I am here under orders. If you dare to kill me, I will never end you in the fifth restricted area!"

Old Monk Wukong ignored this threat and continued to strike with his palm.

The God-King-level Silver Tribe turned into ants under the palm of Old Monk Wukong, without even a chance to struggle.

Boom!

The huge palm fell, and the earth shook. When everything calmed down, the god-king-level Silver Tribe old man had disappeared, and there was only a bottomless palm print on the ground.

The other Silver people were so frightened that they were trembling and unable to say a word.

Old monk Wukong looked at them and asked calmly:

"Is there anyone else who wants to stop me from taking away little benefactor Lin Yang?"

A group of silver true gods shook their heads violently. Old Monk Wukong was incredibly powerful and unfathomable. They were no match for him at all.

Lin Yang withdrew his gaze, his heart trembled wildly, and he said in his heart:

"What a powerful monk. He should be a holy monk, right?"

Lin Yang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. This monk was so strong. Although he helped him drive away the Silver Clan, he didn't seem to be a good person. He didn't know what he wanted to do with him. Is it good or bad?

Lin Yang subconsciously wanted to ask about the demon pill, but he held back the words.

He wants to grow up quickly and cannot ask the old demon for everything. He must pretend that the old demon does not exist and survive independently.

Lin Yang calmed himself down and waited to see what would happen.

Old Monk Wukong turned and looked at Lin Yang. Lin Yang clasped his hands together and thanked:

"Thank you, holy monk, for saving my life. Lin Yang is very grateful!"

The expression on Old Monk Wukong's face softened a little, and he clasped his hands together and said:

"Little donor, you are destined to be a Buddha with me. I am willing to take you into Buddhism and give you the name of Vajra Protector!"

Lin Yang choked on Old Monk Wukong's words and coughed violently.

This old monk came to him to ask him to become a monk?

Lin Yang hurriedly shook his head and said:

"Holy Monk, you are wrong. I have no connection with Buddha!"

"My six sense organs are unclear and my seven emotions and six desires are constant. I cannot escape into Buddhism. Otherwise, I will blaspheme the Buddha. That is a serious sin!"

Old monk Wukong said very seriously:

"Little donor, if I say you can do it, you can do it. You are the person I have always wanted to see!"

"Little donor, come with me!"

After saying that, Old Monk Wukong didn't wait for Lin Yang to resist. A pure Buddha power enveloped Lin Yang and quickly flew away, leaving behind a mess of silver tribes.

The Yin clan asked experts to deduce Lin Yang's position and led so many experts to surround and kill Lin Yang, but in the end they were intercepted by a monk from the Buddhist world in the West?

After a while, a true god of the silver tribe whispered:

"Lin Yang was snatched away by Xitian Buddha Realm, what should we do next?"

Someone said anxiously:
Chapter completed!