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Chapter 2691 Zijin Roar

The Demon Lord took a step forward.

This old monk is very impressive, and there is not much difference between him and the first old monk who appeared.

As for the old monk who appeared first, he was actually able to fight with General Zhan Tian for so long without even deciding the outcome. It was obvious that this person must be extremely strong.

"Father, wait a minute, let's see how Xiao Nuo responds." Lin Fan stopped him and said, "Of course, we also have to see what this old monk wants to do."

The Demon Lord frowned, but nodded.

Xiao Nuo looked back with a cold smile: "Do you have face?"

In Xiao Nuo's opinion, this old monk was extremely ridiculous.

In the early stage when he was fighting one against two, the old monk didn't say anything to stop him, but when he was about to successfully kill the two of them, he stepped forward and asked him to stop.

The old monk frowned: "Little benefactor, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so let's spare the two benefactors."

The old monk still showed hateful compassion: "They have received the lesson they deserve."

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Nuo scolded: "From ancient times to the present, you bald donkeys are the most disgusting. On the surface, you are fair and aboveboard, but in fact, you have caused a lot of bloodshed. You'd better shut up and don't force me to kill you and others.

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Lin Fan frowned.

Could it be that Xiao Nuo is remembering the past?

Do you know why this Buddhist sect disappeared into the dust of history overnight?

Moreover, looking at Xiao Nuo's attitude, he must have a lot of hatred for this Buddhist sect.

This made Lin Fan even more convinced that Xiao Nuo must have recalled some past events, because Xiao Nuo had never dealt with anyone from the Buddhist sect in his life. Of course, if Xiling Mountain was responsible, that would have to be discussed separately.

"Little donor, your evil spirit and murderous intention are too strong. My Buddha is merciful. If I don't go to hell, who will? Let me save you and make you take refuge in my Buddha."

The old monk let out a long sigh, took out a huge purple gold alms bowl, and threw it into the sky. There was a buzzing sound, and the alms bowl expanded violently, and it was able to include dozens of big stars.

"The most precious treasure of Buddhism!"

"It's the most precious treasure. Legend has it that it was forged by the only Buddha in later generations. It's made of Purple Mother Heavenly Gold. It's only half a step away from becoming the ultimate weapon!"

Someone exclaimed and told the origin of the purple gold alms bowl.

"The depth of the Buddhist sect is unfathomable. Even if it declines, there are only three or five old monks surviving in the world. We should not underestimate them. I don't know how many valuable treasures they still have as their heritage. Taking out one of them at will is enough to shock the world."

Voices of exclamation sounded out one after another, coming from all over the starry sky. They were all very strong, otherwise such whispers would not have spread throughout the starry sky.

Xiao Nuo sneered, the alms bowl had an almost irresistible attraction, and it actually wanted to include him in it.

"Xiao Nuo, just concentrate on killing the enemy. Leave this old thing to me."

Lin Fan spoke, and he stopped Xiao Nuo from trying to summon his Taoist body.

"Father, I can do it, but isn't it just an old bald donkey? It only takes three or five moves to kill him." Xiao Nuo was unwilling to accept it.

Lin Fan frowned: "There's no need to fight to the death."

"Donor, do you want to take action against Lao Monk?" The old monk's white eyebrows fluttered. He really looked like an old monk who had attained enlightenment for a long time, like a Buddha who came out of the Buddhist kingdom.

"It's ridiculous. You are ready to take action against my son, but you still don't allow me to resist?"

Lin Fan was pacing under the starry sky. He shook his hands and created a sea of ​​thunder, blocking the alms bowl from sucking Xiao Nuo.

"I just want to save him and make him take refuge in my Buddha." The old monk clasped his hands and said: "Although the young benefactor is full of evil spirits and murderous, I think he also has extremely wisdom. If he can take refuge in my Buddha, he should be able to achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva.

taste."

"I think you are also very good. Although you are hypocritical and disgusting, your cultivation is hard-earned. It is better to return to my door. I see your body as Zijinhou. If you become my mount, I can also allow you to taste fruit.

, do you think so?" Lin Fan sneered.

But the words he spoke shocked the three thousand worlds!

This old monk is very famous. The few times he has fought against powerful enemies, he has always ended the battle with overwhelming force.

No one has ever questioned the identity of another race; but at this time, Lin Fan actually revealed his true identity.

It is Zijinhou, one of the ancient ferocious beasts.

According to legend, this Zijin Roar was once the mount of a certain giant Buddha in the Buddhist sect and was a sacred beast that protected the religion.

Could it be that this old monk is a descendant of the legendary branch?

The old monk was equally shocked. He looked at Lin Fan: "Could it be that the donor has learned clairvoyance?"

Lin Fan sneered.

Although he has never met an orthodox Buddhist, he once knew that there is a great supernatural power in Buddhism, which is called clairvoyance and can see clearly all things in the six realms.

"A hundred times higher than the clairvoyance." Lin Fan said.

What he said was true. His rune eyes, but the special power given to him by the lightning martial spirit, had helped him survive countless crises over the years.

But to the old monk's ears, it was a kind of humiliation and ridicule.

"The old monk should not have thought of killing." The old monk sighed: "After executing you, the criminal who insulted our Buddha, you should go back and face the wall for three hundred years to atone for your sins."

"mean!"

Lin Fan took a quick step back, and a black hole suddenly appeared where he was standing. The purple gold alms bowl came out of the black hole violently, bringing out bursts of chaotic energy.

If he hadn't retreated quickly, this terrifying blow would have fallen on his feet.

"Since you have seen through the old and decayed body, let's fight with the body. Keeping a human body for nearly a million years, you have almost forgotten what the body looks like."

The old monk's majestic appearance was gone, replaced by a bloodthirsty and ferocious look. His shackles exploded inch by inch, flying into the air like butterflies.

Then, the body gradually deformed, and after a shocking roar, a roar appeared. It was so huge that he stood in the void. As a result, the stars around him became a foil, not as huge as the demon fire ignited on the body.

Zi Yingying is ten thousand feet tall, with demonic fire burning all over her body, but on top of her head is the most precious treasure of the Buddhist sect, the purple gold alms bowl.

"Very good." Lin Fan was full of praise.

This Purple Gold Roar is really handsome. His goal was to find the dragon and tiger as a mount after everything was settled, but now after seeing the true form of the Purple Gold Roar, he had a better goal.

If Dragon Tiger Linshen and this Purple Gold Roar were to know Lin Fan's intentions at this time, they would probably fight Lin Fan to the death and would never say anything more.

When the massacre started, Lin Fan didn't want to kill the enemy, he just wanted to subdue the purple roar, so he spent a lot of time. The most important thing was that the alms bowl was so powerful that it would emit the six-character mantra of Buddhism and turn into a Hongzhong Dalu.

The Sanskrit sound rushed into his soul like a curse.

If it weren't for the difficulty of the alms bowl, Zijinhou should have been captured long ago.

"He is..." someone whispered, and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God! Could it be that he wants to imitate the prehistoric ancient Buddha and surrender a Purple Gold Roar as a mount?"
Chapter completed!
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