Chapter 118 Why Are You Looking at Me? I Didn't Do Anything!

The Holy Lord Wuxiang was furious.

You two came out with a rag over your mouth?

Do you still think of me as a human being?

What kind of robber is in the realm of two saints? !

Then he looked at Zi Xiao who was aside.

You don't respect me! ! ! The two of them at least had a piece of rag covering their mouths, but you, you just came out so openly?

"You old bald ass, what do you want to see me do?"

Zi Xiao spread her hands and looked carefree: "I didn't say anything. It's not me who robbed you. Can't I just pass by and watch the excitement?"

"That's right!"

Holy Lord Yaoguang came to Zixiao's side, patted his shoulder, and spoke to Holy Lord Wuxiang in a proud tone: "I think this little friend is destined to me, and I specifically allowed him to watch me robbing here. ! Hurry, take out the Qiankun Ring!"

“It’s intolerable, but it’s intolerable!!!”

The veins on the forehead of the Holy Lord Wuxiang popped out. After being insulted several times, his patience had reached its limit.

My majestic Holy Master, I am also a Buddhist cultivator in the saint realm. You are so insulting. Do you really think that I am a soft persimmon? !

boom! ! !

Between heaven and earth, Buddha's light flourishes.

A golden lotus platform appears around the Formless Holy Lord. He looks majestic at this moment, full of the light of mercy.

Recite Amitabha Buddha, put your hands together, streams of light surround your body, and the sound of Sanskrit reverberates throughout the world.

"Oh! How dare you resist!"

The Holy Lord Yaoguang was slightly surprised when he saw this scene, and then he clenched his fists tightly and made a clicking sound.

The Holy Lord Tianji on the side took out the whisk that was filled with black gas. The aura on his body was strange and dark.

"Beat him!"

Following the roar of Holy Lord Yaoguang, he and Holy Lord Tianji stepped forward.

Three flowers of Buddha, Demon and Dao gather at the top.

Countless calamity clouds are rolling in.

The will of the saint affects the world, so once the three people take action, it will be a great destruction.

All the mountains, rivers and vegetation were destroyed, thunder descended from the sky, the sound of Buddha filled the air, a sea of ​​weak water appeared, and the flowers of the Dao bloomed. This is the evolution of the rhyme of the Dao.

Zixiao flashed his hand.

A shield full of simplicity and power was erected in front of him.

There were knife marks, sword marks, and gun patterns on the shield, and it was obvious that it had gone through countless battles.

He is now at the peak of the Mahayana period.

The three saints took action at the same time, and the power might also affect him, so he directly offered the reward that the system had given him.

Immortal Shield!

As the name suggests, the Immortal Shield is surrounded by the aura of immortality. Even the fluctuations caused by the three saints' indiscriminate bombardment cannot hurt him at all.

The sky is round and the place is round.

Wherever the Immortal Shield is shrouded, Zixiao is invincible.

He even took out the Enlightenment Tea from the storage space and tasted it carefully.

The battle between the three saints was very powerful.

But it can be seen that Holy Lord Wuxiang has been suppressed and beaten. The three of them are all saints and have the same realm, but Holy Lord Tianji and Holy Lord Yaoguang are obviously the best of their generation.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a headache.

For two people like this to join forces, the fact that Holy Lord Wuxiang can still hold on is because of his extraordinary talent.

"Asshole! You two have no moral ethics!"

"The one I'm beating is you! I'm making you arrogant! I'm making you disobey!"

Holy Master Tianji and Holy Master Yaoguang are deadly in their moves. If Holy Master Wuxiang is not careful, he may reveal the truth here.

And he still had to use his spiritual power to protect the remaining disciples, which was extremely frustrating.

The battle didn't last long at all, and the Imageless Holy Lord was knocked to the ground by a whisk.

Accompanied by a roar.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, and the Holy Lord Wuxiang fell inside. Although he was not seriously injured physically, his mind was obviously severely traumatized, and his eyes were staring straight at the sky.

Bang bang...

Holy Lord Yaoguang and Holy Lord Tianji also fell to the ground.

Seeing the helpless expression of Holy Lord Wuxiang, not only did he not have any sympathy, Holy Lord Yaoguang even took out a big stick directly from the Qiankun Ring.

The material of this big stick looks similar to Yan Ling'er's, and they are obviously made together, except that his stick is bigger.

Holding a big stick, Holy Lord Shaking Light came directly in front of Holy Lord Wuxiang.

"I think your disciple's head shape is closer to that of the ancient Buddha. In order to help you understand Buddhism as soon as possible, I will help you get the same one!"

After saying that, Holy Lord Yaoguang held a big stick and pointed it at the head of Holy Lord Wuxiang.

Bang bang bang bang...

A series of blows caused dust and smoke to rise on the ground.

Zi Xiao casually came to the giant pit and looked at the Imageless Holy Lord below who was being beaten constantly.

"Tsk tsk... so cruel..."

Holy Lord Yaoguang saw Zi Xiao's figure and said in surprise: "Junior brother...ah! No! My friend, it's not appropriate for you to just look there. Why don't you come and have fun too?"

"..."

The Holy Lord Wuxiang had obviously accepted his fate, but his eyes were staring straight at Zi Xiao, his eyes full of resentment.

"Oh shit!"

Zi Xiaolu rolled up her sleeves and came directly to the side of Holy Lord Yaoguang. She reached out and took the big stick made of special material, and yelled at Holy Lord Wuxiang: "You bald donkey, why are you always staring at me?" ! I told you, I was just passing by!”

"Are you targeting me? Okay, okay, you heard it. This is a kind invitation. I can't refuse. That's why I'm beating you. It has nothing to do with the Holy Land of Shaking Light."

After that, Zixiao swung the big stick with both hands and smashed it hard on the head of the Wuxiang Saint.

Ding! ! !

Good head!

Zixiao praised, then ignored the other party's cannibalistic eyes, and smashed it again and again.

The Mahayana period is definitely not a defense for the saint, but it doesn't matter, there are two Lao Liu next to him.

What's more, the big stick in Zixiao's hand is made of special materials.

In a short time, the originally round head of the Wuxiang Saint turned into a tower of meat lumps.

"Well, it looks much better this way. I'm not saying anything bad about you. If you don't make your head look like this, how can you say that you are a Buddhist?!" Zixiao said with a mocking face.

"That's right! Look at my junior brother... Look at how nice the little friend is, and he even gives you a hairstyle! You, on the other hand, have been resenting the little friend here. What kind of Buddhist is this? Pah!"

The Holy Lord Yaoguang spat on the head of the Holy Lord Wuxiang.

The latter's eyes completely lost their brilliance at this moment.

Spreading his hands, he said: "Kill me, kill me, it's too torturous."

"Kill you?"

The Holy Lord Tianji sneered: "We only rob money and don't kill people! Hurry up, hand over the Qiankun Ring to me!"

The Holy Lord Wuxiang tilted his head slightly and said faintly: "Not killing? My disciple..."

Dang!

Before he finished speaking, he was hit on the head again.

The Holy Lord Wuxiang glared at Zixiao: "What's the reason for this hit?!"

"Sorry, sorry, my hand slipped, and I just noticed that there are some flaws in your head shape, so I'll fix it for you."