Chapter 129

The old villa leader Ji Yuan doesn't know what happened in the cave ruins.

But I saw the eminent monk group of Manjusri Academy.

Spit blood together.

And all kinds of ominous feelings in his heart made him feel frightened.

I knew immediately that the disciples must have encountered unexpected dangers among the cave ruins.

At this time, his first thought was to invite abbot Xuanxin to come.

Abbot Xuanxin is the reincarnation of the Buddha.

He is a living Buddha.

If the disciples are in danger in the cave ruins, even the eminent monks of Manjusri academy can't protect them.

Then only abbot Xuanxin has the ability to rescue.

"Amitabha."

After announcing the Buddha's name, Guangliang, the abbot of Manjusri hospital, once again faced Hengdao Zong an Ruyun and Nangong, the master of Nangong family, to smell the sky.

As well as the city Lord Jin Mo Fu saluted and begged, "I'm incompetent."

"Please help."

Guangliang's heavy expression and extremely serious tone made an Ruyun and Nangong Wentian feel a thrill.

If naranyan and Nangong in the cave ruins are good day.

If anything happens.

It will be an unbearable loss for hengdaozong and Nangong family.

"Lord, please send someone to Shaolin to ask abbot Xuanxin."

"I have a hunch that something big will happen."

"Only abbot Xuanxin can resolve the crisis."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, had a premonition of all kinds of unknowns and was very upset.

See Guangliang, an Ruyun, Nangong smell the sky and Jinmo Fu.

Don't take him seriously.

Totally ignoring himself, the old villa leader Ji Yuan immediately jumped his feet.

"Enough."

"Old villa leader, the situation is critical. It's the time when our Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance is sincerely United. Don't..."

Guangliang, abbot of Manjusri hall, turned black and looked discontented. He shouted at Jiyuan, the old villa leader.

He didn't finish his words, but he slipped some thin noodles for old villa leader Ji Yuan.

In his opinion, the old villa leader Ji Yuan is stirring up the situation.

But you don't look. What time is it now.

Still thinking of intrigue?

"Yes, this is not the time for intrigue. We should sincerely unite and help the Manjusri hospital."

"Old villa leader, are you too proud of Shaolin?"

"Hehe, with Shaolin Abbot Xuan's heart? Only Manjusri courtyard is the sea god needle of our Tianbei City Wudao alliance."

……

An Ruyun, the founder of Hengdao, Nangong Wentian, the master of Nangong family, and Jinmo Fuju, the city master, expressed their dissatisfaction with Jiyuan, the old villa master.

At this time, Wujian villa is still holding Shaolin.

No occasion, no time.

Disciples, if there is any accident in the cave.

That's really not a loss they can afford.

Besides, if even the Manjusri academy can't protect the disciples, what's the use of Shaolin abbot Xuanxin?

Is Shaolin stronger than Manjusri academy?

He is the abbot of Shaolin, Xuanxin. He's just a born lengtouqing.

In their opinion, the old villa leader of Wujian mountain villa is forced to hold Shaolin at any time.

Force Shaolin Abbot Xuan's heart up.

It's very uncomfortable.

"You..."

The old villa leader frowned and felt extremely depressed.

"Well, please follow me."

Guangliang, abbot of Wenshu courtyard, couldn't help shaking his head speechless. In his opinion, Wujian villa is iron hearted.

It's time to stand in line with Shaolin.

There is a vision in the sky. The ghost spirit is dense, the Yin Qi is diffuse, the black cloud is on the top, and the wind is not stopped.

Guangliang, abbot of Manjusri courtyard, leads Heng daozong an Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, the master of Nangong family, and Ji Yuan, the old master of Wujian villa.

As well as the leader of the city, Jin Weifu, who was in the foundation period of Beicheng in a few days.

Enter the center of the Dharma center.

With the sound of chanting sutras, the great power of Buddhism gathered and sat down in a circle surrounded by a group of eminent monks in Manjusri Academy.

Release the endless power in your body to enhance the great power of Buddhism in the Dharma field.

The dark side of the sky.

Release endless ghost Qi and exhale endless dark magic Qi.

The evil spirit is overwhelming, and the catastrophe comes, like the end.

Green faced tusks, ghosts cry and wolves howl, and all kinds of strange screams ring through the sky.

At this moment, no one knows what happened to the eight Tianbei Tianjiao who entered the cave ruins.

Boom!

Another thunder sounded.

Circling low in the sky, the dark clouds that devour everything like a vortex flash out countless terrible purple lightning.

The sky seemed to be torn out of an abyss.

Kaka, Kaka

Surging out, countless terrible ghost gases smashed at the eminent monks of Manjusri Academy.

The abbot of Manjusri hall is Guang Liang, and the sect of Hengdao is as safe as clouds. Nangong, the master of Nangong family, hears the sky, and Ji Yuan, the old master of Wujian villa.

The city Lord Jinmo Fuju was hit by the terrible ghost gas.

Under the attack of gloomy ghost gas.

Poof poof

A group of eminent monks, as well as Guangliang, an Ruyun, Jiyuan, Nangong, Wen Tianhe and Jinmo.

The giants of Tianbei city.

Spit out a mouthful of blood.

One by one, their faces were pale and their faces were shocked

"I can understand."

"I can understand..."

Guangliang, the abbot of Manjusri hospital, was ashamed and began to cry with regret.

"It's my fault."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't feel sorry for all the sects and the people of Tianbei city."

"I'm Guangliang guilty."

With Guangliang crying and repenting, an Ruyun, Nangong smelling the sky, Jiyuan and jinmufu.

Confused!

I felt a thrill.

"The poor monk is incompetent and complacent. He failed to see through the conspiracy and trap in the cave."

"The eight ghost kings are reborn by body. I'm afraid the disciples can't keep it..."

"Catastrophe, this will be a catastrophe for Tianbei city and Wudao alliance."

"Tianbei City, the inheritance and future of Wudao alliance, I'm afraid it will be ruined for at least ten years..."

Guangliang's face was painful, he felt very sad, and his heart was full of remorse.

If it weren't for his complacency.

Failed to investigate and see through the cave ruins, it is a complete pit.

It's not enough to personally kill eight Tianjiao disciples.

The whole Tianbei City Wudao alliance.

About the future inheritance, at least ten years back

What's more terrible is that the eight ghost kings in the cave will be reborn

Cave ruins are completely out of control

It has brought almost devastating havoc and disaster to the people of Tianbei city.

It's all his fault.

"What?"

"Is this cave a conspiracy trap?"

"Disciples, all Tianjiao of Tianbei city will be buried in it?"

"The eight ghost kings want to be reborn with the bodies of their disciples?"

"How could this happen? If it's a trap, don't we personally send our disciples to the tiger's mouth..."

"How could it get out of control? How could it be such a catastrophe?"

……

The Lord of Hengdao is an Ruyun, the master of Nangong family, Nangong Wentian, the city master jinmufu and Jiyuan, the old villa master of Wujian mountain villa.

It's unbelievable.

Shock inexplicable.

Na Lanyan, Nangong good day, and Ji Jian, that is the future and inheritance of their sect.

The most unacceptable thing for them is that they personally buried the future and inheritance of zongmen.

The ghost king was reborn, and Tianbei City ushered in a catastrophe.

How do they face the people of Tianbei city?

"Everybody, everything is my Guangliang's fault."

"The Manjusri court is willing to bear all the consequences."

"Even if we die, we will preserve eight disciples and the inheritance and future of Tianbei City Martial Arts Alliance..."

Guangliang put his hands together, with a heavy face and a dark look. He stood up with determination in his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

The eminent monks of the Manjusri academy stood up and announced the Buddha's name.

One by one, their faces wailed.

Hold the will to die.

Step by step towards the ghost face with fierce ghost spirit.

Heng daozong an Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, the master of Nangong family, and Jin Mufu, the city master, looked at the back of Guangliang and the eminent monks of Manjusri courtyard.

Silent

"Wait..."

Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, suddenly flew forward and stopped Guangliang and the eminent monk group of Manjusri Academy with death ambition.

He said earnestly, "listen to my advice, everyone."

"Hurry and ask abbot Xuanxin."

"Only he can save the disciples and the Wudao alliance of Tianbei city."

The old villa leader Ji Yuan has a sincere face.

Painstaking, almost begging.