Chapter 331: The Monk's Opportunity

Chen Yu and the other two looked gloomy, looking at the monk in front of them, they all saw that there was a big problem. It was obvious that the monk in front of them was a roadblock. If the three of them didn't leave anything behind, they would definitely not be able to pass.

What they left behind was naturally the lives of the three people, and they would be sent to the paradise.

If the monk was weak, according to Li Zetian's temperament, he would definitely go up and kick him directly. Why would he talk to the other party like this?

Li Zetian, the weakest of the three, could see that the other party was obviously not a soft persimmon, and might even be a piece of iron. If he was not handled well, he would die directly. He wanted to say something, but the monk shook his head, stared at Li Zetian and the other two, then took a step forward and said: "Dear donors, I have troubles, so I will fight quickly."

As the monk took a step forward, a cyclone rose under the monk's feet, and sand and gravel flew everywhere. A faint force filled the air. Suddenly, a golden light appeared behind the monk. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and quickly chanted: "Amitabha, even if you have good intentions, you will retreat in a moment. If you encounter bad karma, your thoughts will increase."

"Donor, life is coming!"

Before he finished speaking, the monk flew into the air and went straight to Li Zetian, the weakest of the three. Perhaps because Li Zetian talked the most, he raised his hand, and the golden light in his hand shone, as if the supreme Buddha's power was blessing, with the power to split mountains and rocks.

Li Zetian looked flustered, and cursed in his heart. He knew that he was bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, but his feet were not blocked, and he retreated with great force.

The monk attacked in the air, not allowing Li Zetian to escape at all. The Buddha's light that filled his palm suddenly increased several times, and fell from the sky, hitting Li Zetian's head. It was obvious that he was going to kill him with one blow, leaving no way out.

Li Zetian saw that he could not escape, and he no longer hid his strength. In the past few years in Xinxiang Continent, the best thing he and Chen Yu did was to hide their strength and not use the alien beast soul easily. Once they were discovered, there would be no way out in Xinxiang Continent.

Suddenly, the gecko and skunk appeared behind him, and then he saw the skunk turned into a beam of light, wrapping Li Zetian's left body, and the skunk also turned into light, wrapping the right body. The two alien beasts were similar in color, and there was no discomfort in wrapping the body.

Li Zetian's strength was only the fourth level of Tuowu, and the alien beast soul only wrapped part of his body, so one of his heads was exposed, and the monk just hit his head with one blow, trying to split the watermelon with his hands.

Li Zetian raised his hands to protect his head, BANG!!!!!!

The huge Buddha's palm slapped on Li Zetian's hands, and a huge sound resounded in all directions. A whirlwind vented from between the two of them, and the surroundings were in a mess. Li Zetian stepped back several steps.

"Puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale. Even if it was an ordinary blow from a monk, Li Zetian could not take it. His whole internal organs were in severe pain, as if burning. He was extremely depressed. Just one blow made him seriously injured.

"What a bald donkey, dare to hurt my second brother!!!"

A voice came from the side, and a man in dark green armor suddenly rushed over. The dark green armor was ancient and angular, and it looked like the shape of a distant mountain peak, and there was even some moss in it.

The person who spoke was Chen Yu. Chen Yu was at level five in Tuowu, and his strength was even stronger than Li Zetian. He stepped heavily and attacked the monk. When he threw a punch, there was a sound of breaking through the air, which showed his power.

The monk retreated and easily dodged Chen Yu's explosive punch. His eyes moved between Chen Yu and Li Zetian with a look of surprise, as if he had never seen such a strange practice method, as if? ?

Swish! !

A flying sword flew into the air. It was No. 1's flying sword. The flying sword was as fast as lightning, and its shadow was almost invisible in the air. With a flash of light and shadow, it chased the monk and was about to pierce his chest.

The monk retreated, waved his Buddha's hand in his arms, and easily slapped the flying sword away. He didn't even look at No. 1. All his attention was on Li Zetian and Chen Yu. As the memory emerged, the monk seemed to remember something.

"As an evil ghost, you can do anything evil!!"

"I know, hahahaha, I know, you two are not from Xinxiang Continent!!!"

The monk suddenly flashed with greed in his eyes, staring straight at Li Zetian and Chen Yu: "Yes, the ghost souls appeared behind you, and you used the ghost souls to fight. I said why it was familiar, it didn't seem like the method of the cultivators at all. So that's it, so that's it, you are from the prehistoric continent!!!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Yu and the other two on the opposite side suddenly changed their faces. Although they had a glimmer of luck, they didn't expect that they would be discovered by the other party so quickly, and even told the story about the prehistoric continent.

The three people looked gloomy and looked at each other. If they said that the other party just wanted to kill the Qionglou monk just now, now it has become a confrontation between the two continents, making the two sides even more desperate.

The monk's cultivation is not low, the Nascent Soul cultivation, and the Nascent Soul has condensed in his body. In ordinary religions, he may even be the leader of a religion, but in Buddhism, this kind of cultivation can only be regarded as middle-to-upper.

Buddhism is powerful, and Buddhist monks are very knowledgeable. Even monks with medium or high cultivation levels will know some secrets about the entire continent in advance.

For example, Xinxiang Continent is not the only continent. There is also a place called Honghuang Continent nearby. For example, the cultivation rules there are completely different from those of Xinxiang Continent, and the people there are not yet civilized.

A few years ago, Tiandao Sect issued an order to find a broken sword, but the monks understood that it was actually looking for information that could lead to Honghuang Continent, and the broken sword was just the most useful information.

However, over the past few years, many people claimed to have found the Broken Sword, but in the end, it was found to be all false information. There was no news about the other continent, and the great opportunity promised by the Tiandao Sect to find the Broken Sword had not yet been taken.

The monk's eyes moved, his face was radiant, and his spirit was vigorous. Compared with the Broken Sword, wouldn't the real barbarians from the prehistoric continent be more valuable?

"If I hand over a few people to the Tiandao Sect and ask for a great opportunity, wouldn't my cultivation be able to go one step further?" The greed in the monk's eyes could no longer be controlled, "By then, Brother Qingjie, who has suppressed me for several years, will he also be stepped on by me?"

"Hahahaha!!!"

"It's God's will, it's God's will!!!!"

The monk's crazy greed was clearly seen by Chen Yu and others not far away, and they felt a chill on their backs, which was a bit creepy.

"Amitabha, fellow donors," the monk showed a chilling smile on his face: "My decision just now was a bit presumptuous. I think you all still have wisdom, and ascending to heaven early may not be the best thing at the moment. If you don't mind, I want to use you to exchange for a great opportunity."

"Isn't it beautiful to help others achieve their goals??"

The monk's face suddenly became ferocious.