"Amitabha."

The Buddhist practitioner tweaked the string of Buddha in his hand, and smiled slightly with a peaceful face.

"I'm here because someone introduced me here, so I came here to take a look."

He smiled casually and approached the door step by step little by little. The heavy footsteps were covered by the noisy sounds coming out.

His generous and natural attitude made several guards hesitate for a moment.

Several people looked at each other, their eyes full of exploration.

That's now!

The Buddha cultivator came on stage with his right hand and issued instructions to the monks behind him.

All the Buddhist practitioners rushed out and launched an assault while they were unprepared.

The guard was shocked and his first reaction was to activate the red flag.

However, before the signal was sent, the man was cut through his throat and fell down in shock.

His eyes were filled with surprise and fear.

Qian Renxi glanced at the Buddhist practitioner in the aftermath and was quite interested in the short mace in his hand.

Several high-level Buddhist practitioners simply raised their hands and fell, quietly dealing with the guards.

Then everyone continued to move forward carefully and rushed into the high building.

"This... is this Buddhist practice?"

Ye Yunyang asked in a daze when he saw the Buddhist practitioner taking action for the first time.

"Don't underestimate the Buddhist cultivators. If they don't take action, they will have to attack. Their attack power is stronger than that of ordinary monks!"

Gu Shaohua whispered a warning, signaling him to speak carefully.

Ye Yunyang nodded and remembered all of this in his heart.

When they followed into the hall, the people on both sides had already started to confront each other tensely.

"When will we seek pleasure and Buddhist practices be in charge?"

A god-transforming monk glanced at the Buddhist monk who was headed, and twitched the corners of his mouth without a smile.

His eyes were full of jokes, and it was obvious that he wanted to make fun of Buddhist practice.

The other people seemed to be the same, with dissatisfaction on their faces after being interrupted.

"Amitabha."

The Buddhist practitioners in charge just calmly touched the Buddhist string and looked at them with a smile.

"It's not that I want to take care of it, but I, Master Lingchen, the lord of Wuwang City, please let everyone get along."

There are many monks who come here to have fun in the town, but as long as they don’t involve hijacking people, they will not attack them.

If you bring out the name of Master Lingchen, everyone who knows the current affairs knows how to choose.

As soon as he said this, the people in the hall were shocked.

Master Lingchen is actually here?

That's a powerful fusion stage!

The monks in the hall were shaken in their hearts, but they were afraid of falling into the schemes of these Buddhist practitioners, so they hesitated for a moment.

"The uncle of Shi is limited in patience and will never wait for it."

The Buddha, who was in charge, gave an ultimatum, but he had no time to delay with them.

They broke in for so long, but there was no one responsible person coming out, maybe they were planning something.

"Please lead the way with fellow Taoists!"

The god-transformed monk hesitated for a moment, but chose to admit defeat.

If he gets angry with the powerful fusion stage, he may not even know how he dies.

The Buddha practices merits and pays attention to doing one good deed every day.

But it is precisely because they cultivate merits that they can use merits to transform their cause and effect after committing murder, but the price they pay is too heavy.

Therefore, don’t provoke Buddhist practices easily.

"Nirvana, take them over."

The Buddhist practitioner in charge smiled slightly and arranged for several disciples to take them down.

The spiritual consciousness of Master Lingchen’s uncle had already covered the entire city, and he was not worried that something might happen to his disciples.

After a moment, all the monks in the hall left, leaving behind a group of trembling "furnace cauldrons".

The furnace and cauldron are cultivators who use their body as the "cauldron" in the world of cultivation and provide spiritual power for others to practice.

Once it becomes a furnace and cauldron, it is almost a delusion to become an immortal again.

Not only because its foundation is destroyed, it is impossible to overcome the inner demon alone.

Therefore, this group of people can be said to have been destroyed.

Qian Renxi's eyes briefly stopped on them, and unexpectedly found that there was a male cultivator squatting in the corner.

"You guard the hall, and the others follow me upstairs."

The Buddhist practitioners led the order to stay in the hall, including Qian Renxi and others.

Then they strode to the second floor and searched next to the room.

"Feng...Feng Qi..."

Ye Yunyang looked at the illusory eyes of the furnaces and cauldrons around him, and his heart was filled with a lump.

He didn't dare to think whether Feng Qi had suffered all this too?

"Don't think about it, Feng Qi must be fine."

Gu Shaohua's eyes sank, and his lips pursed slightly and advised.

But this comfort made her not even confident.

Qian Renxi stood silently in the hall, his eyes locked at the entrance of the stairs.

For about half a quarter of an hour, Buddhist practitioners took their people down at the stairs one after another.

Among those people, there were men and women, most of them had dull eyes, and many of them even had clothes and were wearing Buddhist robes.

Qian Renxi looked at them, his heart was mixed, but his face was as cold as ever.

"No...or no..."

Ye Yunyang kept searching for Feng Qi's figure, but he had never seen it, and his heart became colder.

His hands couldn't help but tremble, and the veins appeared.

After all the furnaces and cauldrons were taken down, the Buddhist practitioners in charge finally walked down with a monk in the dispersed stage.

The monk in the dispersal stage honestly did not dare to move because he was firmly locked by a powerful spiritual sense.

If there is any abnormal movement, the body and head may be different.

There are not many people with his enlightenment, and several other monks behind the scenes chose to take action.

The result is naturally very obvious, and they all end up with one end.

Both souls and souls are destroyed.

Although the divine division stage is powerful, the difference between it and the fusion stage is too big.

Qian Renxi followed Gu Shaohua and others to leave the troops just now and searched everywhere in the town.

The entire town is now controlled by Buddhist practitioners, and fires are everywhere.

Several people searched for a tall building and then searched for another tall building.

"Feng Qi!"

Finally, several people saw Feng Qi running out of a building in the distance.

Ye Yunyang shouted excitedly and ran over with the others at a high speed.

Only Qian Renxi stood there, looking at the figure walking towards him holding the sword.

Behind it was a burning fire, which made the man look less like a Buddhist practitioner, but rather like a demon running out of hell.

“Tick!”

“Tick!”

In a vague way, Qian Renxi seemed to hear the sound of blood falling on the tip of the sword.

Her eyes that had always been clear and clear were covered with a layer of fog, and her exploratory eyes fell on the tall and tall figure.

It's close.

"Ren Xi."

Mo Li called out a low voice, and the evil spirit on his body instantly faded away.

He smiled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be filled with the galaxy.

Qian Renxi lost his mind for a moment.

A long time ago, she seemed to have heard this familiar shout.

"Ren Xi."

"Ren Xi."
Chapter completed!