Seeing that the other party was very polite, Yan Qi was also very polite, "Sorry, Yan Qi only has horns on his head and no hair. It seems that he has no connection with your Buddhism."

"I have hair."

Master Li quickly expressed his stance, "But I have no chance with you either!"

"It doesn't matter."

The monk smiled and said, "We are destined to meet each other..."

Before he finished speaking, the man on the right immediately stood up, his body filled with demonic aura, and his tone was extremely fanatical, "In that case, why not come with us to the seat of the Unintentional Demon Lord, join us in the supreme demonic path, do whatever you want, and be free and at ease!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Unintentional Buddha?

Heartless Demon Lord?

Why is it all unintentional?

Before they could react, a dozen people had already lined up their bodies and surrounded them, with a strong tendency to forcibly transform them if they didn't want to.

"Brother!"

"Second brother!"

The two brothers looked at each other and were about to break out of the siege.

Also at this time.

Three more figures fell down, one person, one chicken, and one dog.

Naturally, it is Yuan Zhengyang.

The God-killing Formation was not far from the Yuqing Sect. With his cultivation, he could naturally sense something strange here and rushed over to see what was going on.

"Chicken Lord!"

Saw Chongming.

Yan Qi and Master Li cried with joy.

"roll!"

Yuan Zhengyang looked coldly at this group of weirdos mixed with demons and Buddhas. With his cultivation and temperament, he naturally did not bother to take action against these people and just drank them away.

Hear the words.

A group of people did not dare to stay any longer and retreated one after another.

…

at the same time.

In the Western Desert, on the mountain behind Tianlong Temple, in the God-killing Formation, a young man sat cross-legged.

Take a closer look.

His face was actually divided into two. The left side was solemn and filled with Buddha light, while the right side was full of demonic energy, weird and evil.

The same goes for monk's robes.

Half is as white as snow, and half is as black as ink.

Unintentional!

Waves of chanting sounds came, like Buddha's chants and devilish sounds, mixed together. The indescribable weirdness and evil charm transformed all the wisps of divine power that turned into red mist into Buddhas and devils.

The second breath submerged into his body!

"Ants!"

suddenly.

The god's head suddenly opened three eyes, and there was a hint of anger in his cold tone, "Who are you? How dare you disturb my purity!"

The plan for the day failed.

He wanted to continue sleeping and wait for the opportunity to escape, but he didn't expect that Wu Xin came half a month ago.

When you come, recite sutras.

Read the magic sutra and Buddhist sutra together.
Chapter completed!