"I don't believe in this evil anymore. Lao Na has been working hard for tens of thousands of years, so why can't you be a hairy boy today?" The skinny monk gritted his teeth tightly, then said with a gloomy expression, his eyes filled Unwilling and painful.

After that, the skinny monk took a deep breath and began to gather all the power in his body.

Behind him, a nine-tier emperor lotus loomed, and finally slowly sank into his palms, blessing the power of his glazed Buddha palm.

This palm hurts others as well as yourself. Not only will you lose thousands of years of cultivation, but you may have to rest for a year and a half before your opponent falls.

"Kill me!!"

The skinny monk gritted his teeth and said, pushing the palm of his hand with all his strength, and fiercely bombarded Chen Xi's body.

"Wow..."

The robes behind Chen Xi were calm and automatic, but his expression was still so indifferent, and the palm of the skinny monk did his best to hurt him.

"This is impossible!!"

The skinny monk's eyes were wide, and he exclaimed in disbelief, feeling that he really saw a ghost today.

No matter how strong this guy is, there should always be a limit. No matter how hard he is, he is also a strong man at the cultivation base of heaven and man, but he can't hurt him at all. This is incredible!

"This palm strength is still very good, but this is about to reach your limit." Chen Xi smiled slightly, and then said casually, with a relaxed and comfortable appearance, but almost made the skinny monk spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The skinny monk fell to the ground very sullenly, his face full of sorrow, and then he sighed deeply.

"Your cultivation is high and deep, it is the humiliation of the old." The skinny monk said sadly, his expression was very wilted, and his face was extremely pale. This was a sequelae of overuse of his own power, and his body was already somewhat overdrawn.

"Your strength is still pretty good, there is no need to belittle yourself." Chen Xi stretched out her hand and patted the skinny monk on the shoulder, then comforted him.

It's okay for Chen Xi not to say this. When he said this, the skinny monk became even more unbearable.

He felt that his cultivation base for tens of thousands of years had all been cultivated to the dog.

I saw the skinny monk suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then fell directly on his back to the ground?

Although he didn't die, he fainted completely and didn't know when he would wake up again.

"Uncle..." After seeing this scene, the little monk exclaimed.

When the uncle beat his master and uncle into the air before, he was frightened, and for a while, he completely forgot to speak. Now I can't help but see that uncle is already lying on the ground. I don't know the appearance of being angry.

"Little monk, there should be stronger people in your sect, go and call them out." Chen Xi smiled at the little monk, and then said very kindly.

"Okay...Okay..." The three masters, who were extremely powerful in their own minds, were actually not the opponents of this guy in front of them. The little monk knew that Chen Xi was absolutely extraordinary, so he ran back hurriedly.

In the Patriarch Hall of the Liuli Buddha Sect, a group of bald elderly people are gathering there, looking like an old **** is there.

"Masters, my masters and them were beaten by someone. Go and see!" The little monk might be too excited. He fell directly when he reached the threshold. He hurriedly got up, and then Said very excitedly.

When many old men heard the words, they all opened their eyes and looked at the position of the little monk.

"Those three **** made people fight? Which donor has such a bodhisattva heart and is willing to walk the way for the sky?" An old man with a half-beardless smiled and said, very happy in his heart.

These three lawless demon kings are simply a shame to the Liuli Buddhism Sect. If it weren't for their three amazing talents, they would have been expelled from the teacher's door.

"Junior, the three of them are also members of our Liuli Buddhism, how can you speak like this?" Another old man frowned slightly, and then said aloud, but the body that kept trembling highlighted. His actual thoughts came out, completely different from what he said.

Why does his posture keep trembling? It's completely uncontrollable.

"Xiao'an, why don't you invite the donor in, the old man wants to drink a few swigs with him!" A bald old man laughed twice, and then said very excitedly.

"This is a quiet place in Buddhism, how dare you say that you want to drink in public?" An old man glared at the speaker, and then said with a cold snort.

It's just that when he said this again, he whispered to the person before him.

"Remember to leave me two cups, you can't eat alone, I know you must have good things to hide!"

"..." The little monk stared at the old and disrespectful guys in front of him dumbfounded, and his little head was full of big doubts.

"You guys don't make any jokes anymore. Although the three evil creatures do everything, everyone gets punishable, but no matter how they are from the Liuli Buddhism Sect, how can they tolerate outsiders teaching at will?" The elder, stood up slowly, his face was extremely old, and he was stumbling as he walked, holding a crutch in his hand, looking as if he was going to be dead and would not live long.

But everyone will not be deceived by this old guy. He was half-dead like this many, many years ago, but now he is still alive, even dying many juniors.

"I implore the Supreme Elder to be the master of the younger generation!" The little monk fell to his knees with a thump, and then said respectfully, a look of reverence flashed in his eyes.

This supreme elder is the foundation of Liuli Buddhism, is the most powerful person in the entire sect, except for Lord Buddha.

The old man's law name is empty and has survived countless years, and his strength is unpredictable. No one knows where his limits are.

There are even rumors that this old man was a direct disciple of the Buddha back then, an old antique who has lived for nearly a million years.

Of course, everyone didn't believe this very much, but it was enough to prove the horror of the old man.

"Don't worry, as long as Lao Na is still alive, she will never tolerate other people and insult my Liuli Buddhism!" The old man said in a flat tone, but the words were full of domineering, making everyone look sideways.

"Xiao'an, come forward and lead the way." The elder Taishang said indifferently.

"Thank you, the Supreme Elder!" The little monk hurriedly stood up from the ground, and then said with a smile on his face.

Soon, the old monk appeared in front of Chen Xi. He looked at the young man in front of him, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Why does this person look so familiar, as if he's seen him somewhere?