Waiting for yourself!

There is no doubt that the person under the Bodhi tree is the third and the last of the Zen Temple. Even Meng Fan has a strong feeling that this person is still the strongest among the three nobles.

The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind!

I have to say that the hand played in the Zen Palace is quite beautiful, not only has two great masters blocking the strong gods.

And in the end, there was an ambush soldier here. If a **** hidden giant waited for Meng Fan's words, then even he would not be able to escape.

At this moment, Meng Fan is seriously injured, and the other party is waiting for work. The entire void is under its blockade. How suppressed.

However, standing steady, Meng Fan's complexion was extremely calm. He looked at the person under the Bodhi tree, smiled slightly, stepped out, and turned into a shadow, and turned to the Bodhi tree in this way.

In the distance, the linden tree gleams and gleams with brilliance, and it looks like a bunch of gems hung on it, making people dizzy.

The man sitting quietly under the tree, after seeing Meng Fan's arrival, opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the old face, and said calmly.

"I've been waiting for Your Excellency Meng Fan for a long time, polite and polite!"

The voice was extremely peaceful, giving a feeling of spring breeze, which was completely different from the **** Meng Fan. And at this moment, Meng Fan also walked into the old monk, smiled slightly, and said calmly.

"It's also a gift to the Venerable!"

"Ha ha!"

A pair of strange eyes stared at Meng Fan. The old man who looked extremely tall shook his head and said softly.

"Your Excellency Meng Fan actually walked over after seeing the old monk, don't you want to leave? With your current state, if the old monk has murderous intentions against you, I am afraid that you will definitely die!"

Although it seems extremely tall and loving, after this sentence fell, the whole world did not move, and the scenery remained the same, but that kind of solidified breath was not something anyone could bear.

Among them, a peerless and powerful man is saying that he wants to kill you. This kind of indifference and indifference is more than the meaning of wind and thunder!

However, Meng Fan looked the same as before, arched his hands and said calmly.

"First, the old gentleman is here waiting for me. He is already the ultimate killer. I have been prepared. With the current I can't escape, it is better to come by myself. Secondly... I think the old gentleman is not Will kill me!"

"Oh!"

With a word, the old man raised his brow and said in a condensed voice,

"Why, do you think the old monk dare not kill?"

"It's not that I dare not, but I won't!"

Meng Fan shook his head and smiled.

"The reason is very simple. If the old gentleman wanted to kill me, he wouldn't let those two fight against the two great Tibetan masters before. Even if the two seized the God's natal stone and left, it would be more than enough, leaving me. Certainly death, even if the old gentleman wants me to die in your hands, then there is no need for this one.

Because of the death of Shen Wuji, the two main hall masters of Shenzang are no longer in full bloom. If the old gentleman descends before, with the old gentleman’s means, it is enough to suppress me with a finger, and then calmly leave, and travel in such a large circle. The old gentleman brought me here, I am afraid it was definitely not to kill me, so if the old gentleman wants to scare me, this small trick can be avoided! "

The voice was slight, and every word was clear and powerful. After falling into the ears of the old monk, his complexion suddenly became more exciting.

Finally, the wrinkles on the old monk's face were all scattered, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Haha, okay, okay, it's really amazing, it's worthy of being someone who can pit the old guys in one game, no wonder they are all going to join hands with you, it really reacts extremely fast, cunning like a fox, yes, The old monk is waiting for you here. It is indeed not to kill you, but can you guess why the old monk didn’t kill you? If you can say this, then the old monk will give you some help this time ,how is it?"

Hearing the affirmative answer from the old monk, Meng Fan smiled. As he said before, he had expected it, so it was not surprising.

Rubbing his temples gently, he also meditated on what the old monk had said before, and finally smiled.

"The whole world is for profit. The old gentleman does not kill me. I am afraid that it is only because of one word, which is profit. If the old gentleman kills me between today, then all I can get is my blood and the mark of origin. Although this is precious, the old gentleman wants to keep me, because there are two big existences: God Treasure and Underworld.

Today, the old gentleman is more skilled, the layout is at the end, and the gods are hidden. Even if the two main hall masters cannot help the old gentlemen and the three, the old gentlemen and the three cannot kill the two great collectors, so it is a stalemate. This will be a great disaster in the future!

Shen Wuji's natal stone is not so easy to take, whoever gets it is the eternal enemy of God!

The old gentleman must also be jealous of this, but if there is a shit-cutter like me in the middle, I am afraid that the two gods can not concentrate on the Zen temple. I am outside, whether it is the gods or the land. I don’t feel at ease, especially when Godzang will do everything possible to kill me, but I’m not easy to die. This is the biggest help. The value that the old man can provide is far after I die. , Am I right, sir! "

"Amitabha!"

After hearing the last word of Meng Fan, the old monk nodded and said solemnly.

"Awesome, really amazing, this time your excellency guessed it right again, and the old monk admires it. If this is the case, the old monk will give you some help!"

The old monk raised his hand when he spoke the law, but it was not the force that suppressed Meng Fan, but the strange golden light fused between Meng Fan's blood.

Any one of them contained extremely pure origin power, making Meng Fan, who was seriously injured at this moment, just like a spring breeze, the martial arts in his body broke out and merged with it.

That kind of injury that was originally extremely serious started to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, just a few breaths, which made Meng Fan a lot better, at least it was able to stabilize his origin.

This is what the old man said is the help, some of the original power of a powerful man!

Regarding this, Meng Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed in his heart.

Still in that sentence, within the red dust, whether it is the king of the gods who looks down on the common people and penetrates the nine heavens and ten places, or the most ant dust, they all have their own calculations, nothing more than a profit.

This old monk does not hesitate to use the power of his origin to help himself, but it is definitely not something that favors Meng Fan, but just hopes that Meng Fan is alive, or that sentence, if Meng Fan is out, then God Zang’s gaze will be fixed. He, if Meng Fan died for a while, all this old monk did would be wasted.

So at this moment, the old monk helped Meng Fan repair his injury, just to make Meng Fan live faster and better, so that he would not be caught up by the old man of the gods and then died!

Helping Meng Fan is tantamount to helping the Zen Temple, so at this moment the old monk is just kind of doing it, not about love or emotion.

For their kind of existence, things that can be worth doing, except for the benefits, there is nothing that can make them look at it again.

"Thank you!"

Meng Fan smiled slightly, arched his hands, and said calmly.

"Old gentleman, if nothing happens, then I will leave now."

"You can do it anytime, little friend, please, but before the little friend leaves, the old monk has to mention one last thing, today’s battle will shake Shenyin, and in the future, the little friend will be the greatest enemy of God’s possession. As for the people of the Underworld in the early days, if the two lords Tai Ah vacate their hands, they may also target the little friends. In this huge path of divine seclusion, the little friends are afraid that there is no place for them, so it is better to prepare early. !"

The old monk smiled slightly and said softly.

Ho!

Meng Fan's heart snorted coldly. It seemed that this old guy was really afraid of his death. Both Shenzang and Mingtu focused their attention on them. Being outside for one day is equivalent to one of the biggest fears in God. When the throat of Zang and others is not untied, they will naturally not take care of others.

"The old man is not bothering to worry about it, the boy, let's not say anything else, the vitality is very tenacious!"

Meng Fan smiled, then turned around and stepped down, leaving the old monk’s taboo void, no traces can be seen anymore, and looking at the disappearing shadow of Meng Fan, the old monk has no expression on his face and said nothing, but in the next moment. , A voice fell,

"Brother, do you think we will let the tiger go back to the mountain? This guy is cunning like a fox, cruel, and even the gods and the underworld dare to pit together and put them outside. I am worried that we will be our future enemy, and I think he will return There is a point of growth, but there is still a lack of opportunity. This class of people should be eliminated early!"

With the verbal method, two figures also walked out between the heaven and the earth. It was the two great lords on the left and right who had blatantly attacked the old man and the woman with bronze mask before.

One fat and one thin, standing in front of the tall old monk, staring at the disappearing shadow of Meng Fan, there is no kindness in his eyes, only a murderous intent.

"No problem!"

Hearing this, the tall old monk smiled slightly and said calmly,

"The more powerful and cunning this person is, the more helpful it will be to us. After all, what we want to do is not tolerant of any interruption, especially at this kind of moment. If the two guys hidden by God are too free If so, then we are likely to show our feet.

This time Shen Wuji’s natal stone was obtained, and it was a great help. Two juniors, our plan has reached the last step. Wanchuan returns to the sea, and Zen is my life. Once the plan is successful, I believe it will be in this world. There is no meditation in between, Zen temple, God is hidden, only one word is... Zen, one word, believe that we will see a whole new world, the end of no sea... Old monk Waited a long time! "

When every word falls, there is no way to hide the excitement of the old monk at the moment. Another fat and thin monk also nodded again and again, but at this moment, the three people are there, the linden tree is shrouded in light, that is all taboos, not at all. It will be heard by outsiders.

Looking at each other, the three of them all smiled, put their hands together, and uttered a word.

"good!"