something is wrong with my grandson

Chapter 324 Namo Gatling Bodhisattva

Chu Lang was surprised by the old monk's words, and he asked casually: "Old monk, how did you know that we don't have wisdom?"

The old monk pointed to the people behind him, then pointed to Chu Lang and the other three, and did not speak again.

Chu Lang suddenly realized that it turned out that the old monk wanted to say that there were many of them, but he only had three, insinuating that he could not understand the general situation.

"Hahaha! Master, I understand!"

The old monk nodded slightly when he heard Chu Lang's words. He felt that Chu Lang was still a bit wise.

Just when the old monk thought that Chu Lang would lead the other two old men to make way, Chu Lang suddenly took out the Evergreen Sword.

He said to Xuanji Taoist and Liu Yuan: "You two retreat first, since the master wants to compete with me, how can I not be as good as he wants?"

The old Taoist Xuanji widened his eyes and asked, "Little friend Chu, are you sure this old monk means this?"

"I think it's better to forget it! Chu Xiaoyou, this old monk may not look ugly, but he has a cultivation level comparable to that of a golden immortal. You can't beat it at your current level." Liu Yuan couldn't help but stared at him. Chu Lang said, he didn't want to see such a peerless sword fairy in front of him die unexpectedly.

At this time, the old monk narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt incredible that Liu Yuan could tell his cultivation level so accurately.

After all, the realm that Liu Yuan displayed at this moment is just the ordinary fairyland.

He secretly used Buddhist magical powers to find out Liu Yuan's hidden true strength, but no matter how he looked at it, the result the magical powers fed back to him was the immortal realm.

He thought for a moment and said to a monk behind him: "Bujie, since this benefactor has no wisdom, then you should try to transform this benefactor!"

"Yes, Master!"

A tall and round monk behind the old monk responded.

Bujie raised Gatling in his hand and walked out, looking at Chu Lang viciously: "Boy, I just want to say, do you give way! If you don't give way, I will convert you!"

Chu Lang looked at Gatling's Bujie, and he was in a daze for a moment, remembering a non-mainstream branch of Buddhism.

When Bujie saw Chu Lang, he neither said a word nor gave way. He raised the Gatling in his hand, with a pious and solemn expression, and said in his mouth: "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, six pure and depleted uranium bullets. Three thousand six hundred revolutions in one breath, great mercy." Great compassion saves the world. My Buddha is compassionate!"

Da da da!
The fire is overflowing!

"Good come!"

Chu Lang shouted loudly, raised the Evergreen Sword with his right hand, stood in front of his chest, closed his eyes tightly, and then an invisible aura spread from Chu Lang's body.

"go with!"

Chu Lang suddenly opened his eyes, swiped the Evergreen Sword forward, and saw a black and white sword energy full of destructive aura shooting straight out. With an irresistible attitude, it destroyed all the bullets fired by Gatlin, and then headed towards Without warning, he galloped away.

I couldn't stop staring my eyes wide, I couldn't believe that the scene in front of me would happen.

Seeing that Bujie was still in a daze, the old monk quickly shouted at Bujie: "If you don't quit, back off!"

He took a step forward at the same time, stood on top of his head with both hands, turned his palms up, and chanted Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and a phantom of a golden Buddha statue appeared out of thin air.

The phantom of the Buddha statue showed compassion, and stretched out a golden palm to envelop the old monk and his non-precepts.

Dangdang Dangdang!
After a few loud bangs, the black and white sword energy was finally consumed, and the golden light on the palm of the Buddha statue also became flickering.

The old monk secretly exclaimed in his heart: "What a terrifying sword intent this is, even my substitute Buddha statue can hardly bear it, it's really terrifying!
No, we must not keep this son. Keeping him will definitely hinder our next actions! "

Thinking of this, the old monk's eyes showed a fierce light, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

The phantom of the Buddha statue also changed again, turning into a blood Buddha, mixed with overwhelming fierce power, and the huge bloody palm pressed directly towards Chu Lang.

Behind the old monk, a glamorous woman dressed as a magician said calmly: "That kid is dead! Now that Master Ku Rong has started to show his true intentions, no one here can protect him!"

A resolute man dressed as a paladin said: "Elwe, you underestimate the world. There are at least seven people present who can save that kid."

Al looked at the paladin beside him in surprise: "Gray, are you kidding me?
We have experienced the weird and unpredictable methods of Master Kurong, and now you actually say that there are seven people who are more powerful than Master Kurong. This is too exaggerated! "

Gray looked at Chu Lang, Xuanji Laodao and Liu Yuan with complicated expressions, and then said lightly, "I was indeed wrong!"

As soon as Al was slightly relieved, she said, if there are really seven guys who are more powerful than Ku Rong, then wouldn't the purpose of their trip be accomplished?

Gray saw Alway's performance, and continued to speak: "Alway, you misunderstood what I mean. I want to say that there are at least nine people present who can save that kid, and even that kid can save himself!"

"No, I don't believe it! That kid is only at the Nascent Soul stage, so in our eyes he is just an ant. Even though he won by luck and refused to give up, it doesn't mean anything!"

Al shook his head slightly, with a grey, are you kidding me expression on his face.

Gray sighed, "Forget it, Alway, we'll find out if we keep reading."

After Ai Wei heard this, his eyes moved in the direction of Chu Lang again.

Chu Lang looked at the bloody palm falling from the sky, felt the coercion, and muttered in his heart: "Uh, this old monk can't afford it, and he killed him suddenly, so I have to use my hole card again!"

Ling Lingqi said in Chu Lang's mind: "Who told you, host, to try the true power of the Evergreen Sword? Have you ever seen any Nascent Soul Stage monk who could be so majestic, and almost cut through the Golden Immortal cultivator's protection with a sword energy?" Got physical?"

Chu Lang responded: "I'm not thinking that Liu Yuan and Xuanji are here. I will try my best to test the power of the Evergreen Sword, and I will be able to know my current combat power."

Just when Chu Lang was about to use his trump card, a hearty laugh sounded: "Hahaha, old monk, why do you have to argue with a junior? Don't you feel embarrassed?"

Liu Yuan took out a black iron pen, and wrote the word "broken" in the void towards the direction of the blood-colored giant Buddha, and the blood-colored giant Buddha collapsed in an instant, turning into nothingness.

Correspondingly, old monk Kurong spit out a mouthful of blood.

A look of panic appeared on Bujie's face. He put down the Gatling in his hand, supported Ku Rong and said, "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" The old monk Kurong broke free from his unstoppable hand, and looked at Liu Yuan with a serious face.

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(End of this chapter)