Chapter 1244: Reciting the Dragon and Reciting the Tight Horge Spell

Author: Li Zhutian

Chapter 1244: Reciting the Dragon and Reciting the Tight Horge Spell

The Bodhi Buddha knew that many rumors in the world were spread by rumors and were unreliable.

Even if many disciples and elders said that this matter was absolutely true, he would still believe it.

After all, the fact that the Buddha Lord of the Ming King was killed instantly is too outrageous.

He sounded like a fantasy, how could he dare to believe it easily?

So he went to investigate in person.

Survey results.

Of course, it made him very frightened and panicked!

Just because judging from the scene, the battle at that time seemed to be completely crushed!

Why do you think so?

The mountains and other places on the scene did not encounter too terrible damage. It can be seen that the battle situation did not cause the earth to shake and the mountains to fall.

And through the mouths of countless people, he was even more convinced.

These people are all on-site personnel.

One, ten may lie.

All said so.

That must be true.

Because of knowing this.

Therefore, after the Bodhi Buddha returned, he could no longer practice divination. He not only sent personnel to stare at Tianlie Mountain, but also stared at the foot of the mountain every day, just in case.

I stared for more than half a month.

Ding Ling is finally here.

While Bodhi Buddha Lord breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was raised to his throat again. He was really afraid that Ding Ling would have the supernatural power to crush Bodhi Buddha Lord.

So go down the mountain to greet him as soon as possible and show kindness.

period.

The Bodhi Buddha Lord carefully sensed Ding Ling from time to time, wanting to see if Ding Ling is really powerful and unshakable.

If it is true, it will naturally follow the heart.

If it is false, the Bodhi Buddha also has many methods of subduing demons.

"Bodhi Buddha Lord."

Ding Ling and other figures had long noticed the little movements of the Bodhi Buddha, and couldn't help but look at each other and smile:

"No need to perceive and temptation. My purpose here is clear. You either die or lead your disciples to the Jiuzhou Shenmen immediately. There is no third choice. I can give you a quarter of an hour to consider. If you think about it, tell me."

While talking.

All three of them had already flew to the top of Tianmu Mountain.

Ding Ling fell in a square and casually glanced at the top of the mountain. There were rows of pavilions, jade pavilions, and jade pavilions. Every pavilion and temple was made of carved railings and jade pavilions.

Too magnificent. It's so magnificent.

The manpower and material resources it consumes can be imagined.

Thinking of the things that Bodhi Buddhism has done for tens of thousands of years to squeeze people's wealth and paste, treating ordinary people as dirt.

Ding Ling has a low likeness for this Buddhism.

This is not a truly transcendent Buddhist sect.

Instead, it looks down on all living beings and does not regard mortals as humans.

Such a sect.

They are almost birds of a feather with the Ming King Buddhist Sect in Tianlie Mountain.

Not a good thing.

What is particular about is the distinction between hierarchies and the strong prey on the weak.

That's the case.

Ding Ling has nothing to be polite.

Of course, the most critical point is that he saw that the Bodhi Buddha Lord was uneasy to him.

The malice hidden deep in my heart surged and surging.

Ding Ling has the heavenly eyes, has profound cultivation and profound magic power. How could he imagine that Bodhi Buddha Lord could imagine?

Therefore, even though the Bodhi Buddha performed very well on the surface, Ding Ling could see clearly the malice in his heart.

This is also the source of Ding Ling Mingyan.

If the Bodhi Buddha Lord is a truly great good man.

Ding Ling would definitely not say that.

“…”

The smile of the Bodhi Buddha suddenly froze, and he looked at Ding Ling in disbelief:

"God, Lord God, is there any misunderstanding in this?"

"What kind of misunderstanding can there be?"

Ding Ling glanced at the Bodhi Buddha Lord and said lightly:

"Time is limited. You'd better make your choice within a quarter of an hour."

"Our Bodhi Buddhism asked itself that he had not offended the Lord of God. Why should the Lord of God be aggressive?"

The Bodhi Buddha was depressed, and he really didn't expect Ding Ling to be so direct.

Ding Ling ignored him and walked towards the Tibetan Golden Pavilion of Bodhi Buddhism.

There are more layers of Zangjin Pavilion here.

More than a hundred layers.

Go straight into the sky.

The whole body is magnificent and radiates Buddha's light, which looks very good.

Ding Ling needs to read a book.

So, he took Zhang Fei and took a step to the Zangjin Pavilion.

The monk with a handsome face with a tall hair and a solemn appearance walked out, shouted angrily, stopped him, and was slapped away by Ding Ling.

The monks here have committed too many sins.

Even the monk in front of the Zangjin Pavilion still had evil spirits flowing into a river. He was not like a Buddhist, but a demon.

Ding Ling became more and more curious about the method of Bodhi Buddhism.

This method of fooling people is like a Buddha on the surface, but is a demon inside. It is really unusual to fool people.

Da da!

The Bodhi Buddha Lord was also very fast, but he was one step slower. Looking at the elder of Zangjin Pavilion who was shot into the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes twitched, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and quickly stepped forward a few steps, saying, "Master God, wait!"

"how?"

Ding Ling turned his head and looked at the Bodhi Buddha:

"Have you considered it?"

“…Can you be tolerant for a few days?”

The Bodhi Buddha swallowed his saliva. He was very nervous when facing Ding Ling. At the same time, he was also very upset and regretful. After all, although he no longer doubted Ding Ling's methods, he still wanted to test and perceive it, but unexpectedly, the test was instantly "seen."

His secret methods and the little thoughts in his heart were easily seen through by Ding Ling.

This made him feel very uncomfortable and even more frightened.

Who is Ding Ling?

He knew.

It’s really as those players said, the real immortal god! Unfathomable!

He dared not resist.

Especially when he saw that the elders of Zangjin Pavilion were easily patted away, he was even more frightened and his scalp was numb and his spine became cold!

But I thought that Bodhi Buddhism was not unique to him. If he made a decision without authorization, he might be punished by others, so he could only say with a stingy head:
To be continued...