Monk Zhenwen still doesn’t understand Su Wei’s words very much.

But when he looked at the other party's hideous expression, he knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

Unfortunately, he was unable to resist because of his cultivation, and was beaten to the point of being full of flowers by Su Wei, and was also trampled by the other party.

Zhang Tianheng walked forward and patted Su Wei on the shoulder: "Don't be so eye-catching in front of the leader, leave it to me."

Su Wei glanced at him and knew that he was very good at torture, so he nodded.

The violence just now gradually dissipated, and he stood aside with a gloomy face, watching Monk Zhenwen being dragged down by Zhang Tianheng.

Chen Luoyang looked at this scene and seemed not to care.

But in fact, he was complaining in his heart.

My subordinates have emerged in many talents.

If you weren't afraid of being rude in front of him, the leader of the sect, Monk Zhenwen might have really wanted eels...

According to the situation just now, Su Wei can definitely do it.

"Tianheng takes the confession, and the others continue to search." Chen Luoyang put away his nonsensical thoughts and said, "Be vigilant and prevent the traps of the middle-aged people from being defeated by them."

Xiao Yuntian and others nodded in agreement.

Su Wei sent Li Heishui and others to find the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot, but he left behind news about Zhang Tianheng.

The Six Dragon Emperor Chariot flew into the sky.

Zhang Tianheng started to produce results little by little.

Chen Luoyang immediately ordered the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot to turn and head for his destination.

However, he looked at the information provided by Heihu, and there was a change in it, showing that the child was taken away from the place by the people in Qingliang Temple.

In this way, it means that the whereabouts are unknown again.

Chen Luoyang frowned secretly.

Su Yuan's unexpected specialness made him consume too much blood-red nectar in the black pot.

Now I can’t find out the information about someone in Qingliang Temple, and the blood-red nectar is almost at its bottom.

He had no choice but to calm down at the moment.

Sure enough, the members of the Demon Cult arrived at a place called Fenghu Mountain.

There are indeed traces of activities here.

But now there is no one left.

The monks in Qingliang Temple took the lead and disappeared.

Fortunately, there are tracking masters in the Demon Sect.

When the monks of Qingliang Temple left Fenghu Mountain, they also carefully cleaned up traces.

However, after careful identification by the master of the Demon Cult, he still found clues.

It would be fine if there were no clues before, but now with clues, the tracking masters of the Demon Cult immediately began to play a role and guide the direction for the large army.

The dragon roared, and the huge palace flew past the sky again, chasing the monks of Qingliang Temple.

At the same time, we also contacted Xiao Yuntian, King Kong and others who were looking for it in scattered ways to meet from other directions to surround the opponents.

Halfway through, Chen Luoyang suddenly felt something was wrong.

Zhang Tianheng on the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot was also alert.

The six dragons carrying the palace also roared uneasyly.

A sudden sound came from their ears.

The sound of monks chanting scriptures.

The Buddhist chants and Buddhas are heard endlessly, and the sounds are getting louder and louder.

At first it sounded like it was far away.

Soon it was approaching in my ears.

In the end, it seemed to ring from everyone's heart.

The evening drums and morning bells are each named, one after another.

Everyone felt a serene and peaceful life, and their vigilance gradually dissipated.

But people seem to lose their fighting spirit and thoughts, and their minds are empty.

The black light emitted from Chen Luoyang's pupils began to flash.

The foundation of the blood of gods and demons makes him keep his spirit clear at this moment.

Is this a method for the human soul?

A Buddhist master?

Chen Luoyang glanced at him, and with the sound of Buddhist chants and bells and drums, with the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot as the center, within a radius of dozens of kilometers around, rays of light lit out of thin air between the heaven and the earth.

These brilliances were glazed in color, covering all directions, and seemed to freeze the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot in it.

Like an insect sealed in amber.

Zhang Tianheng looked solemn and pressed one hand on Su Wei's heart.

With his help, Su Wei stabilized his mind and looked gloomy: "...'Sick Maha' Mingjue! Mingguan has not yet become the Martial Emperor. No other Buddhist master has the ability except Mingjue. He has come to the holy realm of this sect."

"It was indeed a method of Emperor Wu, but wasn't Maha falling back to the twelfth realm because of his injury under the sword of the alien clan?" Zhang Tianheng raised his eyebrows: "His injury he healed?"

He was not nervous.

After all, there is a leader in his own position.

Even when he was in full swing, Maha was no match for his sect leader.

Although the Six Dragon Emperor Chariot is deeply involved in the other party’s Buddha Light Realm, it seems that the leader of his family is confident.

But he didn't know that his tutor did not use his desperate method to stake, and was at the level of King Wu like him, so he failed to discover the other party's ambush as soon as possible.

Su Wei frowned slightly and asked quietly: "There is news circulating outside that the leader's injury was not serious, and he even defeated the strong enemy, but it is said that every time he takes action, he only reveals the power at the thirteenth level?"

Zhang Tianheng snorted: "This is not bad, but even so, how many people in the world can be the opponents of the leader?"

The sound of the Brahma is still endless.

But at this time, an old but clear voice came from nowhere.

"Zhengmaster Chen is young and has good fortune. Even if he is at the thirteenth level of true form, I am not an opponent.

What's more, let alone Master Chen has some strength, but I am the thirteenth realm, and I am really not as good as Master Chen.

However, for the sake of comforting his fellow disciples, I have no choice but to be honest today and try to keep Master Chen for a moment.

Normal fights, I am not an opponent, I can only use this Pure Land of Sanskrit. If you are rude, please don’t blame Master Chen.”

Chen Luoyang frowned secretly in the hall.

The one who made a voice was clearly the sick Maha.

Today, the oldest top master in Haotu, Shenzhou, is the abbot of Qingliang Temple and Master Mingjue.

When Qingliang Temple went south this time, it was not led by the contemporary abbot Master Mingguan, but by the sick Maha himself.

What the other party is currently laying out seems to be an existence that resembles a illusion array.

From the sound of the Brahma in the sky.

If you cannot break the Fanyin Illusion Array, you and your group will be temporarily trapped here.

The meaning of hearing the disease Maha should be a new secret method he has practiced.

Under this special way of competition, he can briefly restore the style of the Buddhist Martial Emperor in the thirteenth realm.

Chen Luoyang carefully studied it and realized something.

To break the Pure Land of Sanskrit, ordinary force seems to be not good enough.

At least the power of the thirteenth realm is difficult to break in a short period of time.

You need to use sound kill to break the sound kill and overwhelm the opponent in order to solve the problem quickly.

But although the Demon Sect has a secret mastery of the Six Sounds of Burning Seas in this regard, it is probably impossible to defeat the Pure Land of Sanskrit in the same realm.

Moreover, the leader of the Demon Sect seems to have never practiced this secret.

What should I do now?

The method of stooping can be used three times.

But if you want to simply use your strength to break it, three moves seem to be insufficient...

Chen Luoyang thought in his heart.
Chapter completed!