The two great masters, Wu Xin and Wu Zhi, are at the eighth level of Jiutian Buddhism, and are the strongest ones under Master Huiming.

These two people are very famous in the entire Tianxuan world.

But facing two great ninth-level men, as well as an unknown but very threatening turtle, these two had to be cautious.

However, Wu Xin's eyes were not on the two sentient beings, Bitian and Shura. Instead, he was looking at Xuan Jia.

Whether it is Bitian Ghost King or Shura Ghost King, including that turtle, they are all headed by Xuan Jia, who should obviously be a big shot.

"who I am?"

After hearing the question, Xuan Jia fell into a daze. There seemed to be more memories in his eyes, but he shook his head vigorously.

"Grandpa, I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname! That's right, Xuan Jia!"

Bitian Ghost King frowned and took a step forward.

"Buddha, you——"

"Before you retrieved my soul, I was Xuanjia, and I will be Xuanjia from this life to my death! Do you have any questions? As for the Buddha you call me, that memory has been around for generations. How can I not be affected by that memory?

I am broken, I am like Amitabha, but since I know everything about my past life, I will also complete my mission according to what you said!"

"But the premise that I am a disciple of Buddha is also Xuanjia! If my relatives knew that I had changed into a different person, how sad they would be! And if I said that I was a disciple of Buddha, my boss would beat me to death

!”

Xuan Jia said fiercely, that arrogant feeling, if Ye Fei could see it, he would definitely feel very relieved.

Seeing this, Bitian Ghost King seemed to want to say something, but was blocked by Shura Ghost King.

"The reincarnation ghost king has seen the Buddha's life all over, and only then came the news that he is that team member!"

There is no one else but Ye Fei who can replace the Shura Ghost King with him.

Hearing this, the eyes of the Ghost King became even more radiant.

The existence of that person is definitely not an ordinary person. Even if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has practiced till now, he has only achieved half of the cause and effect, but with only half of the cause and effect, he made six people become sentient beings Buddha, which shows the terror of that person.

But the person in front of him, the Buddhist disciple Ksitigarbha spoke of, has already become that player.

"I am originally a disciple of Xuanjia Buddha. I have admired his name for a long time! Since we are all from the same sect, how about we go to one side of the road as the road faces the sky?"

The existence that can be hailed as the Son of Buddha, that old monster who has been reincarnated for who knows how many years, may only be in the Nascent Soul stage, but its actual methods are definitely beyond imagination.

The two of them came here to find the culprit for the destruction of Buddhism, but there was no need to cause more trouble.

"You two are members of the Buddhist sect, but the things you do and the words you say are extremely chilling. Since I am a disciple of Buddhism, it is naturally necessary for me to clean up my sins for the Buddhist sect. How about going on, you two?"

Xuan Jia said in an understatement that he was summoned back to his soul by the Bitian Ghost King with unparalleled power, and was reincarnated by the relics of countless disciples of Jiutian Buddhism.

He said that he didn't want to be a Buddhist, but the memories of many lifetimes poured into his head, and they would still affect him after all.

Xuan Jia's voice was cold and intangible, as if he was explaining something very simple.

Wu Xin's fair face also gained a hint of curvature. He looked at Xuan Jia and clasped his hands together.

"The donor is really murderous!"

After Wu Xin finished speaking, Xuan Jia felt an invisible murderous aura in front of him.

Bitian Ghost King now had a physical form. At this time, he was in a majestic appearance, holding a string of red sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand. He took a step forward and said the Buddha's name.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The bursts of sound waves immediately formed a light barrier, completely isolating the murderous aura.

The smile on Xuan Jia's face faded.

"Bitian, Shura, these two seem to be eager to get on the road, let's do it!"

Xuan Jia suppressed his smile, and his whole person looked a little more solemn.

It does feel a bit like a Buddhist power.

"yes!"

The Asura Ghost King holds a Zen staff with wish-fulfilling beads spinning on it.

With a sound, the figure appeared in front of Monk Wu Zhi.

The Zen staff in his hand fell directly, and the killing attacks were really frightening. Wu Zhi sighed helplessly, but he was not afraid at all.

"Bound!"

As soon as this sound fell, countless branches and vines rose up around the Shura Ghost King, entangling the Shura Ghost King at an extremely fast speed.

"A trivial trick, a mere illusion, are you trying to confuse me?"

The Shura Ghost King shouted low, and the wish-fulfilling beads on the Zen staff spun at an extremely fast speed, and the vines broke into pieces.

Wu Zhi frowned slightly. Naturally, what he cast was not an illusion, but a real-life magic spell.

But his own strength is no match for Shura Ghost King.

Although I had already prepared in my heart, I was still a little unwilling.

"Wu Xin, we are in danger!"

Seeing that the Zen staff of Shura Ghost King was about to continue falling, Wu Zhi also sighed.

As soon as this sound fell, lotuses grew under Wu Xin's feet, teleporting him directly to Wu Zhi's side, and then he walked towards Wu Zhi.

What people can't believe is that Wu Xin actually submerged into Wu Zhi's body.

At the same time, there was a tiny little monk on Wu Zhi's shoulder. That little monk was none other than Wu Xin.

Wu Zhi looked at the Zen staff that fell above his head, raised his hand, and actually grabbed the staff directly.

Got it!

Such a scene made the Shura Ghost King stunned for a moment.

"Is it actually a fusion technique? Has your cultivation level reached the ninth level?"

As the Shura Ghost King finished speaking, he pressed his wrist down suddenly, and the Zen staff erupted with terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, shaking the enlightenment away.

Wu Zhi didn't force him to stay, he just looked at Bitian and Shura quietly.

"With your strength, you two can't keep me! Moreover, these barbarians can become people who are willing to sacrifice their lives. I think you two care about the boy behind you. I can fight one against two, but what about the boy behind you?

?”

Xuan Jia was stunned, looked at Wu Zhi, sneered, and then sat cross-legged on the turtle.

"kill!"

The word "Xuan Jia" was very clear. Before he finished speaking, Shura and Bitian had already appeared beside Wu Zhi.

They all attacked Wu Zhi’s life gate.

"Well, let's see how the Buddhist disciples you care about live!"

After Wu Zhi finished speaking, those barbarians hid their anger in their eyes and ran towards Xuan Jia.

As for Wu Zhi himself, he did not change his expression at all when faced with the ninth level attacks from Bitian and Shura.

I saw a lotus blooming at Wuzhi's feet, with twelve lotus leaves, and the Buddha's light above it.

The location where the Buddha's light dispersed actually directly restricted the two ghost kings Nabitian and Shura!

As Buddhas of living beings, the two of them were actually above the Buddha's light, unable to move at all. Wu Zhi was sitting on the Buddha lotus with a compassionate look on his face.
Chapter completed!