Huang Qing originally thought that this young monk looked kind and kind, and that he was just here to help the Shendeng Valley to support the scene.
But I didn't expect it.
Shen Leng Valley no longer pursues the case, but you, the monk, jumped out.
Do you want me, Lingxian City, to hand over Lin Chen to you? Take him back to the Patriarch Tiezhu to punish him?
Who the hell are you?
Just because your head is round and bright, right?
Did I give you face?
If Shen Leng Valley has the strength to challenge Lingxian City, who do you and your Iron Pillar Patriarch mean?
You are nothing in front of me, Lingxian City!
"Monk, you don't have anything to do here. Don't dwell on it here to avoid making mistakes!"
Huang Qing's face looked extremely ugly, but he still suppressed his anger.
"Amitabha."
Huikong put his hands together and smiled, still giving people a gentle and harmless feeling.
But what he said made Huang Qing want to go up and slap him.
"Please Lingxian City hand over Lin Chen's benefactor and let the young monk take Faluo back."
Huang Qing's face twitched and he looked at Han Zongyuan, Pei Huan, Qin Nanfeng and others.
But I saw that they all showed a bit of joking expression.
And everyone seemed to be watching a good show.
Why doesn't Huang Qing understand?
I'm afraid this group of people have already discussed this.
"Do you really think that anyone in Lingxian City can come and bully me?"
Huang Qing looked at Huikong with an extremely unkind look.
The words already contained a warning.
"I don't care who you are, or who sent you. Retreat immediately. I can let you go."
"If you continue to act like this without knowing how to advance or retreat, you are seeking your own death!"
Faced with such a threat, an ordinary person would definitely leave in a hurry.
pity.
The person Huang Qing faced was Huikong.
The reincarnation of Crouching Tiger Arhat!
The best iron-headed boy in the lower world!
A master who dares to dissent even in front of the Buddha who is in bliss in the West.
How could I be intimidated by you, the Great Elder of Lingxian City?
"Amitabha."
Huikong looked at Huang Qing with a smile.
"The donor should listen to the poor monk's advice and hand over the Lin Chen donor to the poor monk."
"If this is the case, Lingxian City can still avoid a catastrophe."
"If the donor persists in his stubbornness, disaster will come by then, and I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it."
After saying that, Huikong had a vague and inexplicable expression on his face, and his eyes also showed the compassion that he couldn't bear to see Lingxian City suffer a catastrophe.
color.
Huang Qing was stunned for a moment.
Is this monk crazy?
What bullshit is he talking about?
What kind of disaster can happen to our Lingxian City?
Simply ridiculous!
Even the Divine Lamp Valley would not dare to say such big words.
Unless Yang Fengshan, the headquarter of Qianxian Mansion, is here, such words can still have some weight.
You, a bald monk who came out of nowhere, still dare to say such nonsense?
"Monk, you are too arrogant!"
"I will let you know today the consequences of being reckless in front of our Lingxian City!"
Before he finished speaking, Huang Qing took a step forward.
boom!!!
The terrifying immortal pressure suddenly erupted.
Covering the world!
As the great elder of Lingxian City, Huang Qing's true strength is quite terrifying.
I had never had the opportunity to use it before, and I felt extremely aggrieved.
Now that you, a bald monk, don't know whether to live or die, you jumped out on your own, which will just pour all the depression on your bald body.
Feeling Huang Qing's terrifying pressure, many immortals present changed their expressions.
"The Great Elder is really angry!"
"You deserve this monk to seek death. The Great Elder is in a very bad mood, and he insists on seeking death."
"Yes! This monk deserves to die!"
Facing Huang Qing's overwhelming anger, Huikong remained as calm as ever.
However, an extraordinary power gradually spread around him.
That is the power of Arhat!
There is also a golden bell shadow, shrouding Huikong's body.
Even in the face of Huang Qing's terrifying pressure, Huikong did not fall behind and was a match.
This scene surprised many people.
Especially the many immortals in Lingxian City were even more surprised.
"Why is this monk's aura so strong?"
"Something weird! His cultivation level cannot be measured by the realm of immortals like us!"
"What is the origin of this monk?"
Huang Qing was also secretly surprised. He had attacked Huikong before and had already failed once.
But that process was extremely short, so Huang Qing didn't feel that Huikong had much strength.
But now.
Huang Qing felt the power of Arhat all over Huikong, and then he realized something was wrong.
This young monk with a kind smile in front of me is probably quite extraordinary in strength.
Among the many gazes looking at Huikong, there was only one gaze that was the most special.
That is Qin Nanfeng.
She looked at Huikong's shining golden figure and felt that her heart was particularly touched.
That figure seemed to be deeply imprinted in my heart.
It seems like I can't get enough.
To be continued...