Chapter 433 A Strong Man Who Loves to Eat Chicken Legs?

In a short period of time, the sword sealers had already wiped out all the nine remaining species in the Dragon God Mountain Range. They originally planned to deal with the Qingzong and Xuzong people, but after hearing the words of the two girls in Huoyi, they immediately changed their minds. .

Now that he has followed Wutian, he has to think about him. If all these people can be included under his command, the combat power of the Shura Legion will be greatly improved by then.

"We'll wait and see!" Jian Si nodded, his eyes were like lightning, he glanced at the other people around him, and said calmly, "Will you go by yourself, or should we invite you to go?"

These are basically people from first- and second-rate sects, as well as some lone walkers, bandits, etc., gathered in Gutuo Temple, just wanting to try their luck and see if they can get some benefits by the way.

But they didn't want to, they didn't reap the benefits, but they saw a tragic fight. The nine remnants of the Dragon God Mountain Range were in their hearts, and they were like gods. However, in the hands of these sword sealers, they were like dead wood. As fragile and vulnerable.

It was the first time for many people to see this kind of scene, and they were already trembling with fright from the aura of the sword sealer, and some of them even fled away.

At this moment, when the rest of the people heard Jian Si's words, how could they dare to hesitate at all, and each of them fled to the foot of Xuli Mountain without looking back!

"It's ridiculous that a group of young people dare to join in the fun."

Jun Haotian smiled coldly, his eyes flicked over Qingzong, Xuzong and the others, and finally he locked on Huoyi and Qi Qing, and said in a somewhat warning tone: "You can just sit on the sidelines, but I I kindly advise you a few words, don't play tricks, and I hope you will make a choice before this battle is over."

After finishing speaking, Jun Haotian glanced at the dozens of brothers beside him, and laughed loudly: "Go, help our allies, and meet those so-called Vajra Arhats by the way, haha..."

"Qi Qing, what do you think?" Huo Yi asked suspiciously.

After thinking about it, Qi Qing sighed softly: "Let's take a look first! After all, this is not a trivial matter. If we make a wrong step, we will fall into a land of eternal doom!"

The battle started again, and the Dark Legion was not at a disadvantage in the face of the Ninety Vajra Arhats, but now with the addition of the Shura Legion, the battle is directly one-sided.

What happened in Gutuo Temple, as soon as someone with a heart spread the word, it immediately caused a big storm.

"The sword sealer of the Sword Sect actually became a subordinate of the Heaven Defying Zhe Wutian, and even established a Shura Legion. This is too ridiculous!"

Many people thought it was too unbelievable. The hatred between Jianzong and Wutian was absolutely irreconcilable. It was normal for Wutian to deal with them, but this move was a bit too ruthless, wasn't it?

You know, Jianzong spent countless years of painstaking efforts to cultivate ninety-nine sword sealers, but in the end they were all taken away by the opponent. What is this not to marry for others?

However, after learning about this, quite a few people admire Wutian so much that they can have so many strong men without paying any price. This kind of business is really a good deal.

Another question came up again, Wutian was a good deal, Jianzong lost so many strong men in vain, wouldn't he be so angry that he would hit the wall? The result was far beyond everyone's expectations.

After Jian Wuhen learned of this, he didn't react much, he only issued an order to the disciples, the disciples who were outside rushed back to the sect as quickly as possible, and the disciples who were already in the sect were not allowed to go out.

Knowing this order, people felt a little inconceivable, because this approach is tantamount to closing the mountain and closing the sect!

But everyone also understands that Jianzong will definitely not let this matter go. Just imagine, the people he has cultivated so hard are finally wiped out by others, and then he turns against himself. Who can bear this kind of thing?

Therefore, everyone is suspecting that Jian Zongming is closing the mountain and closing the sect, and what conspiracy is he secretly planning?

"Jian Wuhen, what are you going to do next?"

The great venerable leaned on the throne in the meeting hall of the Asura Hall, as if he was thinking about something, rubbing his forehead with his right hand, and gently tapping the armrest of the throne with the index finger of his left hand. rise.

The three venerables and others sat on the seats on both sides below, but the great venerable didn't speak. Everyone drank tea alone and remained silent.

Suddenly, the great venerable asked: "Third brother, after hearing the rumors about Wutian, do you still plan to deal with him, or continue to carry out your plot?"

"I admit that I underestimated him in the past, but what can you say just because the sword sealer who regained the sword sect? Can you guarantee that he will be devoted to the Shura Palace? What's more, his own cultivation is only at the initial stage of transformation." That's all." The three venerables said disdainfully.

"It seems that you don't know much about Wutian!"

The great venerable shook his head, then got up slowly, glanced at the pillars of the Asura Hall below, and sighed slightly in his heart, if there were no infighting, the power of the Asura Hall in Zhongyao Continent would definitely develop rapidly.

"Regardless of whether Wutian is dead set on Asura Hall or not, I hope that your ambition can end here. If you insist on avenging the Hall Master, you can wait for Wutian to come back and challenge him face to face."

After saying that, the figure of the great venerable flashed and quickly disappeared without a trace, but left behind a sentence that shook the body and mind of the several great venerables, floating in the hall for a long time.

"During this time when I am not here, I hope you can stick to your duties. If you find out that you have done something that is not good for Shura Palace when I come back, even with the support of those old monsters, you will not escape the fate of death." !"

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Xuli Mountain, Gutuo Temple!

When the Shura Legion was killing the ninety golden-bodied Arhats, the voice of the Lord Buddha in Xuli Hall, which had been silent for a long time, finally sounded: "Ghosts are sad, Wutian, it seems that you are well prepared today! No matter what, I haven’t made a move in hundreds of years, so I’m going to discuss a lesson with you today.”

"Competition? Lord Buddha, are you too naive? You can still say such naive words at this time. If you want to compete, it is fine. If the old man wins, your Gutuo Temple will retreat to the desert, and this oasis will be left to me. Sovereign, how dare you?"

"What if the old monk wins?" At the same time as Lord Buddha's voice sounded, the door of Xuli Hall was not seen to open, and an old monk in a linen cassock appeared out of thin air in the twisted void in front of the door.

"He is the Lord Buddha?" Wutian's pupils contracted, and there was a hint of suspicion between his brows, because this person really didn't look like a well-educated monk.

I saw this so-called Lord Buddha, skinny, wearing an old and tattered gown, a broken straw hat on his head, and a pair of dirty straw sandals under his feet. There is also a big greasy chicken leg on top, which makes people feel very sloppy!

"This is not a Taoist monk, he is just a beggar!" The little guy muttered.

Unexpectedly, the Buddha's ears are quite good, and he heard every word without missing a word. He looked at the little guy and smiled: "Young master, what you said is wrong. People who practice Buddhism pay attention to the heart, only the heart." Only pure and kind people can get the mercy of the Buddha and achieve the supreme Buddha position, but the outside is just a stinky skin, which will disappear with the years sooner or later, so why should you care about it!"

"Old monk, your Buddhism does not pay attention to the four great emptiness, but as a monk who has attained the Tao, why would you eat a big fat chicken leg? Could it be that your Gutuo Temple is eating fast and reciting Buddha on the surface, but secretly eating, drinking and gambling?" Proficient in everything?" The little guy clasped his palms together and asked for advice seriously.

"The four elements are all empty." The insect king reminded.

The little guy glanced at it, and said angrily: "Frog Lord is discussing Buddhism with the old monk, what are you talking about, you little brat, go and cool off."

"There are clouds in Buddhism..."

"There is a saying in Buddhism, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha is rushing. As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, the Buddha will bestow divine grace and bestow blessings. Old monk, is Grandpa Frog wrong?" The Lord Buddha was about to speak, but Let the little guy interrupt directly, and then look at him playfully.

Unexpectedly, the Buddha Lord was not angry, but praised: "The little benefactor has extraordinary wisdom. If you can convert to my Buddha, in time, you will be able to cultivate the golden body of Arhat and achieve the supreme Buddha position."

"The golden body of Arhat? Are you referring to them?" The little guy pointed at the Vajra Arhat who was being defeated by the Dark Legion and the Shura Legion in the distance, grinning with a frog-like sarcasm.

"Oh! What a crime!" The Lord Buddha shook his head and sighed, his eyes were benevolent, and with a light wave of his arm, the big fat chicken leg in his hand came out and flew towards the Vajra Arhat.

"If you win, the chicken leg will belong to the old man."

At this time, Gui Jianchou suddenly made a move, and a black mist emerged, turning into a big hand that covered the sky, and immediately grabbed it in the air, and the big fat chicken leg that broke through the air was eaten in the air, and it was directly absorbed!

"Ghost Jianchou, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and your cultivation still hasn't improved!"

While speaking, Lord Buddha took off the worn hat on top of his head, and then threw it lightly. Under the surprised eyes of Wutian and the other three, the worn-out cloth hat actually swelled against the wind, and finally it was bigger than the giant hand that covered the sky. Several times, thousands of Buddha lights bloomed, like a round of golden sun, covering the big hand, as if to suppress it.

"Imperial Soldier!" Wutian's complexion became extremely strange. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he might never have imagined in his life that the broken hat on the Buddha's head was actually an imperial soldier!

"Could it be that his clothes are also imperial soldiers?" The little guy wondered.

"Pay attention to what that is doing, you should take a closer look at that big fat chicken leg." The insect king reminded.

The little guy looked at it and said very seriously: "It's very fat, very oily, very big, and it tastes very fragrant, but it's a little dirty, Lord Frog has no appetite."

The insect king looked at the sky and was speechless, and immediately roared: "Idiot, I didn't ask you to watch this, but to ask you to think about why two half-step Wushuang stage strongmen would grab a chicken leg."

"They all like to eat it! You don't even know it, you're such an idiot!" The little guy raised his paws and added a second word.

"Wutian, you have been able to get along with this 'smart' old frog for so many years. I really have to admire your perseverance and endurance."

"Damn it, please say it again." The little guy stared, then looked at Wutian, and humbly asked for advice: "Little emperor, tell me, besides being fat and big, what's so special about this chicken leg?"

"I guess you're right, both of them like to eat chicken drumsticks." After thinking for a long time, Wutian shook his head expressionlessly, and spit out a sentence that made the little guy very proud, but made the insect king almost faint.

"In this world, will there be a half-step unparalleled strong man who loves to eat chicken legs?" The insect king howled in his heart, wanting to cry without tears, the sadness and regret in his heart! It really can't be described in words, why did these two idiots get involved?