As the old Lama finished reciting the mantra, the Thousand-Handed Buddha statue suddenly transformed again, turning into a giant with six arms. He even opened his third eye on his forehead, and he became angry. He held different Buddhist magic weapons in his six hands, and followed Ye Xuefeng step by step!

This huge figure with three eyes and six arms is the legendary Immortal King!

The Unmoved Ming King, also known as the "Ming King who subdues all demons", is the Dharma body specially used by the Buddha to subdue demons and demons. His combat power among the gods and Buddhas in the heavens is the first!

Ye Xuefeng only looked back and saw the substantial giant attacking himself like Mount Tai, standing tall and magnificent. He was really shocked, but at this time the retreat was broken and there was nowhere to escape!

The three unmoved King's eyes were glaring at Ye Xuefeng, who was like an ant, and waved the huge magic weapon in his hand and smashed it down at Ye Xuefeng!

Ye Xuefeng was so small that it was not worth mentioning in front of the Unmoved King!

He only felt like he was shrouded in a strong golden light, and he screamed, and then he was completely obscured by the golden light and unconscious.

...

When the golden light dissipated, Ye Xuefeng was covered in bruises and fell bloodied on the stone steps, life and death were uncertain!

On the other side of Busumer Palace, eight golden lamas removed their magic power and allowed the unmoved Mingwang to disappear. Then they fell back to the ground and walked down the stone steps.

The old lama in the lead reached out and helped up the old lama who was seriously injured by Ye Xuefeng, and asked, "Junior Brother Ninth, how are you? How are you injustice?"

The seriously injured old lama said hatred: "Fortunately, the senior brothers took action in time and did not let the demon barrier escape! This person's origin is really strange. I had already captured him with the "Big Dao Demon Subduing Art", but suddenly he emitted a powerful force that I had never seen before, directly destroying my hand. The "Big Dao Demon Subduing Art" was also broken by him. I was powerless to deal with it, so I was severely injured by him!"

"What? The 'Big Dao Demon Subduing Art' has also been broken?" The old lama in the lead exclaimed, turned his head and looked at Ye Xuefeng lying on the ground in disbelief.

You should know that the "Great Dao Demon Subduing Art" is one of the methods of apology in Tibetan Buddhism, and it is extremely powerful. Since the first generation of **** created its achievements in the early Tang Dynasty, I don’t know how many demons have been destroyed, but today it has been destroyed?

The nine old lamas in red came to Ye Xuefeng together. They were the nine big lamas with the greatest power and highest status in the Busumer Palace. If **** is not here, they will be in charge.

"It's strange. Although this boy has a surging demonic energy, he clearly knows that he is a mortal, and he also has the aura of a righteous practitioner. Junior Brother Ninth, you are too rash, how can you attack someone without seeing clearly?" The old lama in the lead blamed him.

The injured lama was stunned for a moment, frowned, looked at Ye Xuefeng carefully, and said with some confusion: "I was on it at that time. Seeing this man climbing the mountain without authorization, powerful demonic energy surged on his body. He thought he was a demon and had no intention of being good at it. How could he care about anything else? I took action on him directly, but now, the fluctuations of demonic energy on his body are so small?"

"No matter what, it is wrong for you to hurt someone for no reason, Junior Brother Ninth. We monks are compassionate. This little donor climbs the mountain late at night. Maybe something is wrong. How can you be so reckless?" said another kind-hearted old lama.

The injured lama held his chest with one palm on his chest: "What the second brother taught me is that Saba will continue to practice hard in the future and avoid being arrogant and impatient."

"Okay, stop talking, let's take the little donor with you first!" After the old lama in the lead said that, a few people carried Ye Xuefeng to Busumer Palace together.

...

Ye Xuefeng didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up in a drowsy state, he found himself lying in a huge and empty palace, with bright lights on the huge and quaint stone pillars around him.

Ye Xuefeng sat up suddenly, not realizing that his previous injury had been cured. He looked at the hall carefully and saw that there were various carvings on the pillars and beams, and the walls were painted with various colorful murals, with a long and desolate atmosphere of history coming to his face.

What surprised Ye Xuefeng even more was that there were nine old lamas in red sitting cross-legged beside him!

One of them was hanging his hands with a rope, the one who had fought with him before. He was staring at him deeply, with anger on his face visible.

"What is this?" Ye Xuefeng asked in surprise.

"Don't panic, little donor, this is the eastern hall of my Busumer Palace!" said the leader of the red-clothed lama.

"Busumer Palace...ah!" Ye Xuefeng reacted instantly, "I finally came up?"

"Not bad!" the old lama nodded.

Ye Xuefeng had already recalled the scene when he was instantly defeated by these group of illusionized gods and Buddhas. He was still a little shocked. He didn't dare to take these nine old lamas lightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you Master Chisong Dezan?"

"The old monk is!" The old lama in red in the head was stunned and asked back, "What, little donor, you came here to find the old monk?"

"Yes!" Ye Xuefeng saw that this person was Chi Song Dezan, so he was a little polite at the moment and bowed to the meeting.

"The little donor doesn't need to be polite. The old monk named Chisong Dezan is now named Sakya. These eight are my junior brothers. I haven't asked the little donor's name yet!" Sakya said.

"My name is Ye Xuefeng, I came from Jianghai City, Jiangdong Province. Although I am a secular person now, I am also a disciple of the Tianshan Sect and have met all the masters!" Ye Xuefeng greeted several other big lamas in red.

"Oh, it turns out that you are a disciple of the Tianshan Sect. No wonder the old monk can feel a familiar and decent aura from you! Then what's wrong with you coming to my holy mountain late at night and looking for me?" Sakya asked.

"I am not 'treating' your holy palace as this master said." Ye Xuefeng looked at the old lama with the rope belt indifferently and said, "I just listened to the advice of the ancestor of the southern Xinjiang to come here to seek your help from Master Sakya. But unexpectedly, this master killed me for no reason and destroyed the sword given to me by a senior. I still don't know why this is!"

The beloved green lightsaber was destroyed, so Ye Xuefeng naturally held a grudge against this old lama!

"Hmph, I'm going to attack you because you're probably not just a disciple of the Tianshan Sect? How could a disciple of the Tianshan Sect carry a powerful demonic energy?" The old lama with the rope belt was not showing any weakness, staring at Ye Xuefeng and said coldly!

PS: Brothers, I have to say a few words here with all my heart. I admit that the chapter I wrote two days ago was a bit miserable, which disappointed many brothers. But now I am trying hard to adjust, and I also ask my brothers to give me another chance to continue chasing, because the biggest climax of this book is about to break out.

I don’t know how many people read the book School Beauty now, but the grades are really declining every day. The brothers in the group know that I am in a bad mood today and have already had the idea of ​​finishing the book as soon as possible. I also told the editor that I want to start a new book.

Before I completely gave up on our "Perfect School Beauty" and Xiao Wu and Ye Xuefeng, can you let me see how many of you are supporting me? Give me some final motivation!
Chapter completed!