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    "boom!"

    As he approached Pantian, who wanted to be dusty, a powerful and heavy kick hit his body.

    , he kicked it hard, and there was a dull sound like a kick on torn leather.  [bsp; For this evil monk who almost plotted against him just now, Pantian didn't have the slightest fondness for him, and he used all his strength to attack him.

    "Anyway, a person who is a virtual immortal has only a physical body, but he is also extremely powerful and cannot be broken by kicking.

    "You, what was that just now?" With this kick, Pantian injected a stream of energy into the evil monk's body. Although it was not enough to restore his mobility, when he woke up, he could still  No problem.

    But when the monk woke up, his expression was unusually calm.

    There is no panic at all about worrying about one's next fate. This time, it is somewhat similar to the attitude of the enlightened monk who calmly faced life and death.

    At this time, Pantian was reminded that a monk who can cultivate to the realm of virtual immortals, even if he is an evil Buddha, must be like Gao Sen Buddha. He should have the indifference and fearlessness in the face of life and death.  .

    Immediately, Pan Tian's mind was filled with doubts about whether he could get some useful information from the monk.

    "Evil monk, that thing just now is the nemesis of all fires in the world. If you play with fire in front of him, you will lose without regret." However, even if he had such thoughts in his heart, there was no trace of it on his face.

    First, he answered the monk¡¯s question with a teasing attitude that if you fail, you are honored. Then he stared at the evil monk with a smile.

    It¡¯s as if you can see the flowers from that indifferent face.

    "The young monk also knows what the donor is thinking, but it will disappoint the donor, because even the young monk is just a chess piece on the chessboard. He has not yet escaped from the chess game. How can he show his knowledge to the world?  Here." At that moment, without waiting for Pantian to speak, the evil monk took the lead and told Pantian what he was thinking.

    And, he also showed his attitude.

    But it¡¯s not that I¡¯m not telling you, I¡¯m just a chess piece. It¡¯s futile to get the news from me.

    "You know whether you know it or not, it's not you who has the final say. Just relax and give you a happy death. Otherwise, you'll just suffer more." However, Pantian didn't believe this at all.  person¡¯s words.

    ??Buddhists are eloquent, but they still insist on a certain bottom line. The clear rules and precepts actually give them some rules of conduct that are different from ordinary people.

    But those in front of us are out-and-out evil Buddhas. To put it bluntly, they are demons.

    Can you believe what the devil says?

    Therefore, Pantian has revealed his bottom line. If you continue to be so stubborn, then I will have thousands of ways to force you to speak out.

    "Since the donor doesn't believe it, then you can do whatever you want." This monk was also impressed. After listening to Pantian's chilling words, even after leaving such a sentence, he closed his eyes and remained motionless.  Still lying there, letting Pan Tian do whatever he wanted.

    "These monks are really smelly and hard." Looking at the people in front of him, who were at their mercy, Pan Tian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

    Among them, Pantian doesn't have any means to do anything. No matter how destitute the person in front of him is, after all, he is also a person in the virtual immortal realm. He can't even think about the suffering of ordinary people. If he uses it,  It's just a joke.

    There is no need to suffer physical pain and torture to directly search for the soul. Although Pantian's power is stronger, even with special means, he can directly defeat the Void Immortal in the realm of Hundong, but on the soul, there is no  It's not just because you are powerful that you have the final say.

    This involves the avenue, the soul, and many other factors.

    Even now, Pantian, for the fish and meat on the chopping board in front of him, is like an egg touching a stone. He hastily uses his soul to search and control it. It is impossible to say that he will steal the chicken and lose the rice, but will be controlled instead.

    "Don't tell me, I know even if you don't tell me, isn't it just like you who came to stir up trouble, and then led to some dangerous area, and trapped all my predecessors here under various conspiracies?" But Pantian  But he couldn't show weakness. At that moment, he said these words to the Yuchen monk in an extremely affirmative tone.

    The firm tone in those words makes people feel as if the truth of the matter is as it is and cannot be questioned at all.

    "Damn it, if that's the case, I'll send you back to the west!" PanWhen Tian said those words, his eyes were fixed on the face of the closed-eyed monk. He could see even the slightest change, and then analyzed a lot of useful information from it.

    But the monk seemed to have not heard Pantian's words at all. His face with his eyes closed was as calm as a dead person's face.

    At this moment, Pantian also knew that all his methods were completely useless.

    And the value of the person in front of him also completely ended at this time. After a low curse, he no longer held back his hands. In the midst of the chilling breath, a death energy rose up, and the palm the size of a cattail leaf "clicked"  In one move, the monk's head was broken.

    By the way, even the divine soul was instantly destroyed by the huge energy impact.

    "Yuchen is actually dead."

    And at the moment when Pantian made his move, in a very huge temple in the black Zen sky, there was a man wearing a black cassock, holding a string of beads in his hand, who was chanting sutras silently, suddenly raised his head.  Headed.

    Those eyes that seemed to be able to travel through time and space in one glance, see the vast world, and count every corner of the world as small as the number of sands in the Ganges River, directly projected their gaze into the canyon where Pantian was located.

    It was like going back in time, and it was an unknown distance away, and it made Pantian unable to feel anything, so he explored everything that happened here as if it was replayed.

    The various methods used are simply appalling.

    "Interesting, this demon god seems to be the mark of the twelve Tao-devouring gods and demons in the record." But it was this unknown monk who vaguely understood what Pantian summoned at a glance.  , what is the origin?

    "Want to fight."

    Then, a gentle voice came from the mouth of the nameless monk. Although it was not high-pitched, it could clearly spread throughout the surroundings and reflect into the soul.

    "If you want to fight here, visit the ancient Buddha of Black Chan."

    Immediately, at the moment when the sound fell, a sound suddenly appeared in the hall, coming without a trace, as if it appeared out of thin air.

    And from the mouth of this person, we can get an extremely shocking news. The nameless old monk who just observed the Pantian battle is actually the real master of the Black Chantian, and he is also a member of the evil Buddha lineage.  , one of the most supreme thirty-three supreme powerful men - the ancient Buddha of Black Zen!

    "Go, go to the valley where the underworld messenger is, find the new messenger, and force him to show all his power." There were no extra words, and he still spoke in an extremely calm tone, as he opened his mouth,  So he sent this person who wanted to fight.

    "The purpose is to force Pantian to use all his strength, but he doesn't know what his intention is.

    "Yu Zhan receives the decree." Upon hearing this strange request, the evil monk named Yu Zhan did not hesitate at all. After respectfully returning the salute, he again, as quietly as when Tathagata came,  Disappeared without a trace.

    "Perhaps, I can use this demon mark to help me break through to the realm of gods. Otherwise, among the thirty-three of us, there is only one master of the realm of gods, and the rest are all in the realm of gods. In the next changes, I am afraid that  I can't hold on anymore." After Na Yuzhan left, the empty hall once again heard the sigh of the Black Zen Ancient Buddha, with a hint of worry.

    "Hey, why does my intuition tell me that I should leave here immediately?" Pantian, who had killed Yuchen and returned to his own reed, had not been at peace for a while when he suddenly felt a huge wave.  The crisis is slowly approaching him.

    That feeling is that the entire soul of Pantian is filled with blood, and it is difficult to rest for a moment, as if there is a voice in the dark, shouting, if you stay here, you will definitely die.

    Pantian never ignores a warrior's intuition, especially warnings about life and death matters.

    At that moment, he stood up and prepared to leave this place temporarily.

    The so -called gentleman does not stand under the wall, there are difficulties, and the sky will go forward bravely, use everything to break, to defeat, but knowing that the death of death is millions of, you will not wait for such a crisis to come.

    "Donor, where are you going?" However, just when Pantian stood up and was about to walk across the sky into the black Zen sky to avoid the wind, a slight voice of inquiry came out.  There was a sudden sound in his ears.
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