Chapter 1792, Stronger than Kunxu

Bang bang!

The bodies of the six people were directly exploded, and their souls were turned into scum!

With one light punch, he killed six false saints!

"Fuck!"

Qin Feng's jaw dropped in shock.

Lin Que also widened his eyes.

He couldn't see through the reality of this person.

But the aura that escaped inadvertently was far greater than the Storm God Severn he had ever encountered.

Even enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the spirit Chi You!

The middle-aged man took his time and walked towards Qi Sheng step by step.

The sound of heavy footsteps turned into a countdown to death, resounding in Qi Sheng's heart.

Qi Sheng was so horrified that his hand holding the compass began to tremble.

His legs rubbed against the ground and he kept retreating.

"Don't come over here!"

"I, I am the elder of Tianmen!"

As he spoke, he struggled to resist.

But it took me several attempts to find out.

Facing this person, he didn't even have the courage to attack!

"Elder Tianmen, right?"

The middle-aged man crushed Qi Sheng's natal magic weapon, the compass, with one kick.

Then another big ear scraper.

Snapped!

Qi Sheng's face was swollen into a pig's head, and it was no longer as calm as before.

The smell of fishy smell filled the air.

The dignified saint was so frightened that he peed!

"What a shame!"

The middle-aged man looked disgusted and lost his patience.

With a wave of his big hand, overwhelming demonic energy surged out.

Qi Sheng disappeared from the world!

Picking up the storage bag on the ground, the middle-aged man returned to the big demons.

He took the cigar handed to him, took a deep puff, and blew out a smoke ring.

"His."

"We haven't done anything for more than a thousand years. Are all humans like this now?"

"boring."

"walk home."

"etc."

Sun Xiaosheng finally recovered from the shock.

The big demons stopped and the middle-aged man rubbed his temples.

"What's the matter?"

Sun Xiaosheng shook his head.

"They are all my dear friends."

Her eyes swept across the faces of Lin Que and others one by one, full of reluctance.

The middle-aged man saw it in his eyes.

"Kunxu is your true destination."

"You have to go back no matter what."

Sun Xiaosheng nodded.

"I understand, but at least let me say goodbye to them."

After saying that, she broke away from the support of the big demon beside her and walked to Lin Que.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Feng walked forward slyly and rubbed his hands.

"Brother, may I ask your name?"

The middle-aged man put on his sunglasses and glanced at him.

"Ox heavy."

"Brother Niu, to be honest, you gave me the feeling of being like an old friend at first sight."

He took out a broken bowl from somewhere and also took out a stack of yellow paper.

"Let's do it together!"

"Burn the yellow paper, from now on."

"I am your little brother, and you are my good big brother!"

His shameless look made Niu Zhongqi happy.

Forcibly hugging the thigh is the most deadly.

"You're quite interesting, how can Gao Zhi'er climb like this?"

Then, he looked serious.

"The Kunxu Monster Clan will never have any contact with anyone."

Qin Feng didn't care.

Sun Xiaosheng is Lin Que's little crush.

With this relationship, even if Kunxu is an iron plate, it will be pried open sooner or later.

"Brother..."

the other side.

Sun Xiaosheng looked at the man in front of him intently.

"I may have to leave for a while."

Lin Que smiled faintly.

This parting was not sudden.

As early as the moment they saw the weasel, he had a premonition of this scene happening.

"Go and practice hard."

Sun Xiaosheng smiled.

"I have a hunch that this trip to Kunxu won't take long."

"When I return, I will accompany you to conquer the Three Realms."

"Give the old man a message for me. He will always be my teacher."

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

After saying goodbye, Sun Xiaosheng returned to Niu Zhong, took out the storage bag, and threw it to Lin Que.

"Let's go."

Niu Zhong was so annoyed by Qin Feng that he even forgot about warning Lin Que.

"Walk!"

Then, surrounded by a group of great demons, Sun Xiaosheng followed Niu Zhong into the gate of space.

As they left, the battlefield became completely quiet.

Xia Yuyan was in a daze.

All this happened so suddenly, if it weren't for the remnants of Qi Sheng's natal magic weapon still on the ground, she would have thought she was having a dream.

Qi Sheng's plan can be said to be watertight.

But the whole plan fell through because of a weasel.

He even risked his own life in it.

Really, people are not as good as God.

It took half an hour for them to finally calm down.

Lin Que didn't forget the purpose of his trip. He opened the storage bag and felt relieved after seeing the Jiuzhuan Plastic Tendon Load in it.

"This should be Ning Daoyuan's storage bag."

Xia Yuyan frowned slightly.

"In this case, then he..."

Lin Tiao nodded.

"People like Qi Sheng will not allow any variables to exist."

"Ning Daoyuan should have been brutally murdered a long time ago."

Qin Feng slowly shook his head.

"Lin Quede, after all, Ning Daoyuan's death has nothing to do with you."

"Should we consider doing something for him?"

"OK."

Then, the three of them took action together.

Using local materials, a stone tablet was erected on the former site of Jinxianju.

Ning Daoyuan's tomb.

Lin Que dusted off his hands.

"Let's go, let's go back to Fantuo Temple."

Then, Qin Feng carried Ye Ni on his back.

The four of them walked in the direction they came from.

After walking a few steps, Qin Feng asked with confusion.

"Lin Quede, why do I always feel like we have forgotten something?"

After he reminded him, Lin Que slapped his forehead.

"Gan!"

"Monk Bujie is still buried underground!"

The four people returned the same way and dug out the monk Bujie.

After he passed out, his soul burned extremely slowly.

But few people are helpless to deal with this loss of life.

"Lin Quede, what should we do?"

"This bald guy can last at most half a day."

"How about we hurry back and the old monk might be able to do something about it."

Xia Yuyan looked at the unconscious Bujie thoughtfully.

"Are there no relics in the storage bag?"

Lin Que immediately understood what she meant, rummaged around and took out a brocade box.

The brocade box was opened, and a walnut-shaped relic appeared in front of everyone.

It was densely engraved with Sanskrit characters, and the Buddhist power it contained was so strong that it even affected Lin Que's Buddhist heart.

Not only that.

The moment the relic appeared, there was a strong connection with Bujie.

Lin Que clearly felt that the monk's soul was burning faster and faster!

But the soul power generated did not dissipate, but was all absorbed by the relics.

"What's going on?"

Lin Que still wanted to cut off that connection, but he tried several times, but to no avail.

At this moment, the relics in the brocade box suddenly burst into dazzling golden light.

Under the strong suction, the soul and body of the monk Bujie were all integrated into the relic.

Qin Feng looked sad when he saw this.

"If you don't quit, I'm sorry for you!"

"You're already dead, and I can't even save your body!"

"If you have a soul in heaven, give me the savings you have saved over the years."

"I will definitely give you a glorious funeral!"

"Shut up!"