But when he took a peek at the three leaders and saw that they were all calm and composed, Wang Xiaoliuer immediately understood.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, then squinted his eyes and closed his eyes to look inside. Only then did he feel that his breath was flowing around, and it was clear that he had been under an illusion.
He held his breath and concentrated, secretly using his means, silently chanting "open" in his heart, and then opened his eyes and looked at the sky. It was indeed covered with dark clouds, but all the immortals were gone.
"I see."
While Wang Xiaoliuer was thinking to himself, he saw the black smoke on the stage suddenly evaporate, and immediately after, a man wearing a mask and a black robe walked out.
The man also wore a mask on his face, but the mask's style was very exaggerated, and even the material of the mask was made of bronze.
It was a huge head that looked like some kind of god, with two eyes bulging outward. It was a bit like the mask unearthed in Sanxingdui, but it was very different.
The same thing is that, just like the mask, the other person's face has a strange and ferocious expression.
The difference is that this mask is definitely smaller, and it doesn't look old.
The man stepped forward and stretched out his hand. He was also wearing gloves, and his whole body was completely naked.
He opened his hand, faced everyone, and motioned for everyone to get up. When everyone saw it, they fell to the ground again, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, as if they were worshiping the emperor.
Wang Xiaoliuer hid behind Bai Shenghao and pretended to be Bai Shenghao's maid, so naturally he didn't dare to disobey.
It wasn't until everyone raised their heads that the man on the stage said to everyone in an extremely hoarse voice, "Everyone, I've traveled a long way to come here. I'm sorry for missing you."
He bowed slightly and gestured to the people in the audience. When those people saw it, they all knelt down again.
At this time, the old man smiled slightly and took a booklet from the hand of the person next to him.
The old man picked it up, took a look at it, and then whispered to the book, "Is Mr. Liu here?"
When the people below heard this, you looked at me and I looked at you. At this time, a man quickly raised his hand.
The masked man on the stage raised his hand to signal him to come up. At this moment, the man trotted all the way up to the stage and knelt on the ground.
At this time, the masked man held the book in his hand, looked at him, and asked softly, "How much money have you donated to Changfeng Tower this year?"
"Three billion."
The man was kneeling on the ground, head lowered.
After hearing this, the masked man nodded, and everyone in the audience was in an uproar looking at each other.
Three billion.
Not a small amount.
The masked man glanced at the other person, and then said, "Your life is approaching."
The man was kneeling on the ground. When he heard this, he immediately became frightened and hurriedly kowtowed to the masked man, "My Lord, ten thousand years, my Lord, ten thousand years! My Lord, ten thousand years!"
"Hmm."
The masked man smiled coldly, then turned around. At this time, someone came up behind him holding a child.
The child, who was not very old and looked to be only four or five years old, was being led up.
The masked man glanced at the child and then at the man kneeling on the ground. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the cloak on the man's head fell down. Almost at the same time, a bald head with almost no hair was exposed.
"look up."
When he said a word, the bald man immediately raised his head. At this time, he saw the man behind the mask stretch out his hand, and as he stretched out his hand, he pointed it at the child. The child immediately shook his body, followed closely,
I saw the child rolling his eyes and kneeling directly on the ground. As the man curled his five fingers slightly, a stream of breath came out along the child's eyes, mouth and nose.
The masked man's hand seemed to have a suction force. As the breath from the child's body was taken away, the child's figure rapidly aged. As you looked, wrinkles appeared on the skin and the hair turned completely white.
His whole body turned into a skeleton as he was drained, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Looking again at this time, the masked man held his hand. In his hand, a ball of breath was wrapped around the palm. He stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the bald head. In an instant, with the influx of breath,
I saw that bald body was shaking constantly.
He was breathing rapidly, his chest was heaving, and as he watched, as vitality was injected into his body, his body shape and skin took on a new look, and even hair grew out on his bald head.
When Wang Xiaoliuer saw it, he couldn't help but feel horrified. At this time, the believers in the audience were even more stunned.
The masked man circled around the bald head, and then said softly, "Now, you can live for another ten years."
When the bald man heard this, he burst into tears with excitement. He trembled, looked at his hands, touched the newly grown hair, and then kowtowed to the masked man frequently, staring at him, crying.
It won't work anymore.
He grinned, extremely excited, and knelt down, "My Lord, ten thousand years! My Lord, ten thousand years!!!"
The man signaled that it was okay, then waved his hand, and the masked man quickly got off.
At this time, the masked man walked up to everyone and said softly, "You have made a lot of contributions in the past year."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand in a gesture, and at that moment, a man suddenly jumped out from the crowd below.
"Wait a minute!"
The man jumped so high that he suddenly shook off his robe and said loudly to the masked man, "Xue Changfeng! I want to ask you something!"
The masked man on the stage squinted at the person coming, and after one glance, he sneered, "What kind of a piece of shit are you? Get out!"
"Fuck you!"
When the man heard this, he became furious. He flew up and stabbed the masked man in mid-air, "Old monster, go to hell!"
A flash of sword light rushed out, arriving in front of the masked man!
Unexpectedly, the masked man smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and knocked the other person backwards from a distance of more than ten meters. Almost at the same time, someone suddenly jumped up in the chaotic crowd below. That person looked young,
He suddenly took out a pistol and without any explanation, fired four shots at the old man on the stage.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Following several gunshots, the masked man flashed and was not hit even once.
Almost at the same time, the masked man raised his hand, and the fifth bullet was directly caught between his fingers.
He turned his wrist with an expressionless expression, then flicked his fingers gently, and with a snap, the man who fired the shot was shot in the head by a bullet before the sixth shot was fired, and he died on the spot.
There was chaos all around.
The senior brother stood under the stage and turned to look around. Almost at the same time, he saw someone jumping up again among the crowd. But this time, no one gave them a chance. Almost at the moment when a few people were about to stand up, seven or eight people jumped up.
The figures jumped out together, passing through the crowd like lightning. In an instant, a chaotic sound was heard. When he looked again, heads were rolling down all around, and blood was flowing around. Many people were already screaming from the splash of blood.
Wang Xiaoliuer subconsciously looked at Bai Shenghan.
Bai Shenghan signaled Wang Xiaoliu'er to stay steady. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted. At the same time, a flash of fire flashed from behind the masked man. The masked man suddenly turned around, and as he moved his hand
Lift, invisibly, a huge symbol culture
A shield-like thing stood in front of him. Almost at the moment of the fire, he sneered, and his open hand suddenly clenched, and with a click, a man holding a shotgun appeared four or five meters away.
The man's figure was crushed to pieces.
Almost at the same time, the masked man flicked his hand, and the man turned into a ball of flesh and blood and disappeared in the air.
The masked man put one hand behind his back and looked around at everyone. At this moment, there was a muffled sound and a figure appeared behind the masked man in an instant.
The man moved very quickly and was in front of him. Unexpectedly, in a flash of light, the masked man suddenly turned around and punched out. With a bang, a big hole exploded in the man's body.
Half of his body was gone in an instant!
In the fierce wind, people were instantly blown away.
When Wang Xiaoliu'er saw this scene, his heart suddenly went cold. Without saying a word, he secretly sighed a big "fuck" in his heart.
There are such ruthless people in this world!
Could this be the weight of the legendary "Grand Master"?
While Wang Xiaoliuer was thinking, a commotion suddenly came from the diagonal side. At the same time, a Buddha's chant was heard.
"Amitabha."
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw that the crowd was divided, and a monk in white clothes, whose whole body was faintly glowing with light, walked closer.
Several men in black around them took a look and rushed out in an instant. Unexpectedly, when they were less than one meter away from the monk in white, a golden light suddenly flashed around the monk. At the same time, those who were close to the monk, bang bang
Flying backwards with a bang!
The monk's eyes flashed and he looked at the man on the stage. The guy on the stage let out a sinister laugh, "You're here too."
"Amitabha."
The monk lowered his eyelids, nodded slightly, then looked at the man on the stage and said softly, "Donor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
"boom--"
Before the monk finished speaking, a roar was heard, and at the same time, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the monk.
It turns out that it was the senior brother who took action.
The man's face was as white as paper, standing in front of the monk, "Monk, get out now, it's too late."
As soon as the monk heard this, he looked at the other person quietly, then tilted his mouth and showed a smile, "I can't leave."
"Is it possible that you want to die here?"
The senior brother took off the hat on his head and showed a fierce look on his face.
Looking at the monk again, he put his hands together in no hurry and said, "Amitabha, it is the duty of a monk to eliminate demons and defend the Way."
"Dong——"
He opened his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes turned blue. Almost at the same time, the light of Buddha suddenly appeared behind the monk!
Wang Xiaoliuer looked sideways at the person who came, and suddenly saw the monk's figure flash and disappear. Almost at the same time, the monk's figure appeared behind the masked man without any warning.
The monk didn't even look at him. He turned sideways and looked like a master. But the man with the mask on his face sneered, "Bald donkey, you are looking for death."
When the monk heard this, he laughed. He remained still and asked the other party, "Xue Changfeng, I don't know how long you have been running around in the world, poisoning living beings and causing harm to the common people. Is it possible? You have been doing this to this day."
Never regretted it?"
Xue Changfeng smiled coldly and said, "Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. Why shouldn't the weak eat the strong?"
"snort."
The monk sneered, "Do you really think that you are the master of heaven and earth? You disobey the way of heaven and use cruel methods, which will be hated by all righteous people! I would like to persuade you in the next sentence, if you take refuge in my Buddha today, there is still a way to survive. Otherwise, there is still a way to survive.
."
The monk looked sideways at the other person and said, "Today is the day you die."
"Huh, just you?"
Xue Changfeng sneered, squinted at the monk, turned around with his hands behind his back, "If you don't even urinate and take a photo, what kind of virtue do you have!"
"rude!"
As soon as the monk heard this, the veins on his forehead suddenly popped out. As the veins danced, he showed a ferocious appearance and said, "I'm a poor monk, I'll get rid of you right now!"
After saying that, the monk flashed and was in front of the other party in an instant. Unexpectedly, before he could hit the other party with his palm, the senior brother flew over and rushed over. He deflected the opponent's palm and followed him in an instant.
The opponent passed a dozen moves!
The speed was extremely fast, and the two people's bodies were intertwined. Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, like a slap in the face, and the two people immediately distanced themselves.
At this time, Changfeng Louzhu gently waved his hand and pushed the senior brother away. Then, he struck out with one hand and used a very fast and violent technique to strike the Uncirculated Palm. In an instant, he stretched out his hand and the monk
A black handprint was immediately printed on his chest.
His technique was too fast, and it seemed that no fingerprints flew out. It looked like the opponent was hit just by raising his hand in the air.
Wang Xiaoliu'er narrowed her eyes subconsciously, and her heart sank again. She immediately felt the gap between the two sides, but she didn't expect that the monk was not joking. She was like a diamond protecting her body. After being hit by a palm,
His body shook, and the black handprints on his body disappeared in an instant. Almost at the same time, he sneered and flashed behind Changfeng Louzhu. Almost at the same time, he turned his wrist and the Buddha's light turned,
Go forward!
Wang Xiaoliu'er couldn't see the other party's technique, but someone exclaimed in a low voice, "Duoluo Yezhi!"
"Pah——"
Before he finished speaking, there was an explosion, and a ball of fire suddenly exploded behind Changfeng Louzhu. Almost at the same time, Changfeng Louzhu turned around and swung his arm. With this flick of his arm, two qi energy collided in the air.
In an instant, I felt that the whole world was trembling. Looking at the monk again, his hands were spread out and gathered on top of his head. With his hands clasped together, they fell in front of his body. Invisibly, countless afterimages dangled out of his arms, just like the Thousand-Armed Tathagata.
"Dong——"
The copper bell rang, and a golden slender rune appeared on the monk's forehead. The rune was like an eye. Looking at the afterimages behind him, countless arms danced and turned slightly, and each palm's