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Chapter 400: Demon Tribulation

"Seniors, please leave?!"

Kou Yan was dripping with cold sweat on her forehead. Although she managed to smile, the smile under her scarf was a bit uglier than crying.

The great monk in white and the great monk in black both shook their heads. The great monk in white said: "Fairy Yan'er, can you tell me what kind of medicine is sold in this princess's gourd? We are all invited by the princess.

He is a somewhat respectable figure in the Holy Buddha City. Even if there are no treasures, so many pills and top-grade crystals are found, it is not a big deal, just treat it as a meeting gift for the princess. But..."

"Senior, you are right. But our princess really didn't mean it. There must have been some mistake in some link that caused this to happen. The princess also said just now that the crystal stones and elixirs will not be returned, so you should leave.

, the princess will remember your good...!"

By the end of Kou Yan's words, even she felt guilty.

The black-clothed monk nodded slightly and laughed: "Haha, fortunately I remembered to cover my face when I came here, otherwise I would be really ugly this time. I will accept this piece of iron. When I arrive in the spirit world one day, I will definitely

I know how to bring it, this is a treasure from the princess’s storage ring!”

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to take the rusty iron piece and flew out.

The great monk in white bared his teeth and took the nun's underwear and the gravel-covered gray stone. Just as he was about to fly away, he suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Big-bellied monk, you are in great loss today.

, I have my face covered after all, so not many people recognize me. You can’t do that. I’m afraid that after leaving the Ten Thousand Buddhas Building, everyone in the Holy Buddha City will know that the big-bellied monk from Famen Temple spent fifty pills to buy a good baby pill.

Half a rotten peach.”

"Hua Laogui, you are covered with a torn diaper, so I can't recognize you with my big belly? What's wrong?!" The big-bellied monk was furious.

"No, no, no! I feel uncomfortable. Although my female cultivator's underwear is not that good, it is not worn out or worn out. If I say that it was used by a beautiful princess in the spirit world, I am afraid that my concubines will

They will also rush for it. This stone can also be given to future generations to play with... What to do with your peach? Eat it yourself or keep it as a souvenir, quack quack!"

The great monk in white couldn't stop laughing, and instantly turned into a white light and disappeared by the door.

The pot-bellied monk was furious, pointing at the white streamer and yelling: "Hua Laogui, remember, the monk is not done with you! You are a playboy, your Hua Rong family no longer has the status in the Holy Buddha City!"

After he finished cursing, he stared wide-eyed: "What are you looking at? What are you still doing? You, you, and you, get out of here!"

A burst of squeezing sounds could be heard, and dozens of Yuanying Ancestors rushed out of the hall in an instant.

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"Princess, are you okay?"

Kou Yan moved into the secret room on the tenth floor, saw the grinning Princess Peony, and asked a little unbearably.

"They are all gone? Isn't it difficult for you?"

"They're all gone. Fortunately, their moods are still calm. They didn't cry or curse, nor did they vent their anger and embarrass us Jindan maids."

"Huh! They are wise! Otherwise... Okay, Yan'er, what on earth is going on this time? I have just considered it over and over again, and there is nothing wrong! In the entire auction, except for that inexplicable

The purple smoke and whirlwind, everything is normal. Even if I, Peony, fail to observe, in front of three great monks who are more sophisticated than ghosts, who can stand still?"

"Princess, we maids will definitely not betray you. Even if one of us dares to have evil intentions, it is impossible for all of us together. These maids were all rescued by you personally... However, there is another possibility.

, do you think someone will take action?" Kou Yan analyzed softly.

"Great power? Besides Yan Jingyun and Lan Zun, who else is powerful in Kyushu? It's impossible. One of these two people is in Yuling and the other is in Ximo. If they come back, they will leave traces on the teleportation array, but

I am absolutely certain that they did not come. At the same time, they would not do such despicable things to insult me. Someone must have used the incredible invisibility technique to escape our divine sense!"

"Invisibility...?!"

Kou Yan's face changed slightly, and her little heart suddenly jumped non-stop. She thought to herself: "Is this the guy who is desperate for his life? I saw him use the invisibility technique several times before, but even the old ghost Xuantian can see through him.

How can you not see through the princess's cultivation in the middle stage of becoming a god? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Yan'er, what did you find?"

"No, no! Princess, Yan'er was thinking, has the princess offended some powerful people recently, or has your big enemy come down from the spirit world..."

"Enemies in the spirit world? No, I'm just hanging out in Chengtian Palace in the spirit world. What enemies can I have? Anyone I've offended recently...?"

Princess Peony said, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the depths of her eyes, she clicked her teeth and hummed: "Could it be him?"

"Princess, who are you thinking of?" Kou Yan's face looked a little ugly, and she regretted those few words she just said.

"It's okay, you can go about your business, I'm going to go out and walk around!"

After Princess Peony finished speaking, she ignored Kou Yan and disappeared into the secret room.

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At the same time, in the Western Region, which is a million miles away from the Holy Buddha City, on the vast desert border, a medium-sized city is straddling the edge of the desert. To the north and south are lofty mountains, tens of thousands of feet high, with magic formations scattered all over them; behind are thousands of miles of grassland, with singing and dancing birds.

Herds of cattle and sheep.

The city is protected by three thick layers of golden spiritual energy. The largest outer city protective spiritual energy barrier is roughly estimated to be hundreds of miles in radius. It has been cut into the mountain peaks and is closely connected with the formation of the mountain peaks.

The inner protective circle is more than ninety miles long, tightly protecting the thousands of temples and palaces in the inner city.

In the desert outside the city, the sand and dust that were originally a hundred feet high suddenly rose up into billowing smoke. The smoke covered the sky and covered the sun. It could not be breathed for a while, and it had already dyed the western sky into a black ink.

On a hundred-foot high wall, a group of Buddhist cultivators who were patrolling suddenly stopped and looked westward.

The leader was a black-faced monk who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation. A huge black spot on the left side of his face was particularly conspicuous. His brows were knitted together, and his spiritual consciousness flew away, spreading black smoke towards the west.

In the desert thousands of miles away from the city, where the black mist is filled, millions of demon cultivators are lined up neatly, exuding soaring demonic energy. In front of the demon cultivator team, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and dark, there are eight human figures.

The words are lined up, and the pressure of the middle stage of Nascent Soul is unreservedly reflected.

The one in the middle has dark blue skin, blue hair shawl, slender figure, unusually handsome blue face, and an unruly and proud air in his blood-red eyes.

"Brothers! Today is the best time for us to attack Dehua Prefecture. The Buddhist cultivators are now trapped and marching south. They have been fighting for three years and are exhausted. We, the eight tribes of the Western Demons, have been suppressed by the Buddhist cultivators for thousands of years.

, was sealed in this barren land in the Western Region.

Today, I, Lange, swear here to kill all the Buddhist cultivators in the world, and to avenge the fallen compatriots of my eight tribes! Brothers, our chance to show off our ambitions has come! Ahead is the Demon Suppression Pass, we

Pull them out and change them to Zhenfoguan! Gah, gah, gah!"

At the end of the sentence, the man in blue raised his arms and shouted, and millions of demonic cultivators roared at the same time.

A ray of dark gold consciousness shot out, and just as it reached the edge of the demon cultivator's team, it quickly turned back, intending to escape.

"Hmph! How dare you be so arrogant in front of me! Stay here!"

The man in blue had a ruthless expression on his face, and in front of his forehead, a wisp of solid blue bolts flew up, shooting like meteors towards the moon toward the bundle of dark gold consciousness. After a hundred breaths, a cry sounded hundreds of miles away.

, at the same time, a puff of golden smoke rose.

The black-faced monk standing on the wall of Zhenmo Pass suddenly touched his forehead and shouted, with a look of horror on his face. After standing for about half a moment, an extremely weak wisp of transparent spiritual consciousness flew back and disappeared into his body.

among.

"No! It's the demon cultivator! The demon cultivator is attacking!" The black-faced monk frowned.

Following the black-faced monk, a fat middle-aged monk in the early stage of Yuanying asked anxiously: "Master Nifang, what's going on?"

"The catastrophe is a demonic catastrophe! It is at least a million. Although most of Lao Na's spiritual consciousness has been destroyed, there is still a trace of it returning. I vaguely sense that the boundless demon cultivators are gathering thousands of miles away. The direction of his heart is exactly what he wants.

It’s my demon-suppressing pass.”

"Magic Tribulation?!"

The faces of hundreds of Buddhist cultivators present changed greatly.

The black-faced monk's face suddenly became decisive: "Huiyi, quickly send out the secret talisman of heaven and ask for help from the temple, saying that there is trouble at the Demon Suppression Pass, and millions of demons are heading towards me! Hui Yuhai, activate the Demon Tribulation Bell

, order all the city guards to enter the formation's eyes and be ready to snipe the demons anytime and anywhere! Huiquan Huiyu, stay in the outer city. As long as the demons enter the outer city of the formation, they will trigger the formation attack. No demons are allowed to get close to the periphery.

Great formation. The remaining people will follow Lao Na back to the palace!"

After the black-faced monk finished speaking, without any hesitation, he took the lead and flew down the city, shooting at the inner city. (To be continued.)


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