Chapter 3929 Who Is

Feng Jiu, who had just gotten on the carriage, glanced at them and saw those people howling with their headaches in their hands. After the initial painful howl, their expressions gradually calmed down. However, there was still something wrong with them. The spiritual energy on his body dissipated, and his eyes were dull and dull, as if he had been hit hard.

She raised her eyebrows and her eyes fell on the monk. Unexpectedly, he abolished their cultivation base as soon as he made a move, and, in the case of these people, it seems that he also used the Buddha's light to attack their spiritual consciousness, and the spiritual consciousness was severely damaged, like an idiot.

She looked back, lowered the curtain of the car, and said to Xuanyuan Moze, "It seems that Master Yijie is not someone who sticks to the rules and doesn't know how to adapt."

What is the difference between killing those people and destroying their spiritual consciousness like idiots? No, it should be said to be more terrifying than death, right?

"At least he is still alive. If Gray Wolf and the others are allowed to do it, they would be an extravagant hope to live." Xuanyuan Moze said, picking up his son who had crawled by his legs and holding him in his arms.

Listening to his words, Feng Jiu smiled and glanced outside again, seeing that the monk had already taken back the string of Buddha beads, recited a word of Buddha, and then stood silently aside.

Seeing this, she said to Leng Hua outside, "Let's go after it's settled! See if you can find a village or town to rest before it gets dark."

"Yes." Leng Hua responded, told everyone, and continued to drive forward.

However, what they did not expect was that not only did they not see the villages and towns, but the sky on the other side gradually darkened, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

"Master, it looks like it's going to rain. There doesn't seem to be any shelter from the rain around here." Leng Hua said, looking up at the sky.

Xuanyuan Moze lifted the curtain to look at the sky, frowned, and said, "This rain should be very heavy, and it will be accompanied by thunder. Speed ​​up and see if there is a place to shelter from the rain."

"Yes." Leng Hua responded and saw the monk walking behind him come forward.

"Donor, there will be a fork in the road ahead, and there will be a broken temple on the right side of the road. We can go there to take shelter from the rain."

Hearing this, Leng Hua glanced at the monk and said, "Master has been there?"

"The poor monk has walked the road here, and he is quite familiar with this area." He said with his hands folded.

"Leng Hua, listen to Master, go to the right when you reach the fork." Feng Jiu's voice came from the carriage.

"Yes." Leng Hua responded, speeding up the car and driving away. Du Fan and the others who were following on the left and right tapped their toes and stood with their hands behind their backs.

The woman who followed behind was already injured, and her strength was not comparable to them. At this time, when she saw them speed up, her speed dropped, and she was left behind by them, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Donor, it doesn't matter if you slow down. You have injuries on your body. Even if you don't have injuries, you won't be able to keep up with their speed." The monk walked beside the woman unhurriedly. He was not worried about the speed improvement of the group ahead. He was left behind, but walked at an unhurried pace, very steady.

The woman listened to this, glanced at the monk, hesitated, and asked, "Master, who are they?"

Hearing the woman's question, the monk turned his head to look at her, but did not speak.