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Lu Beiyou couldn't help but frown. Although this great Buddha didn't have the same mighty appearance as Ding Baiyi's Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, it still had the might of a person with Half-step Immortal.

In fact, they were blocking the old man at the entrance of the valley. It seemed that they were afraid that the three thousand black armored men would rush over to save them after hearing the news, but they were disrupted in their formation earlier by Mu Qiuqiu and him.

Mu Qiuqiu held the Common Ju Que in his hand, with a stomp of his feet, an eight headed dragon bird appeared behind Mu Qiuqiu, clashing with the golden Buddha.

Then, he slashed down at the pale man. The man pressed his feet on the ground and retreated, but there were countless of ghosts that rushed towards Mu Qiuqiu.

Lu Beiyou's back faced the Big Dipper, and the 3000 Blood Lotuses instantly collided with the ghosts.

The ball returned to Lu Beiyou's side, and he said gloomily, ”The Rotor Temple, Chaotic Valley. ”I never thought that the two major powers in the world would join forces with one another and form a alliance with the Chaotic Rivers and Rivers. Have you fed the righteous path that you speak of to the dogs?

Finally, Mu Qiuqiu angrily roared at the monk, but the monk actually closed his eyes and muttered: Amitabha. He pulled out the staff from the ground and held it in his palm.

”Benefactor, you think too much. He and I are not the same type of person. The Lanta Temple was naturally the orthodoxy of the great sects of the Nine Prefectures, but it was indeed unsuitable to walk forward today. ”If I can stop the two benefactors, it would be enough for me to return the favor today.”

Hearing the monk's words, the pale-faced man couldn't help but burst out laughing, wiping away the tears from the corner of his eyes, ”As expected of a Buddha disciple, even killing words are spoken with such righteousness, I admire you.”

Lu Beiyou's gloomy face immediately turned even uglier.

He didn't expect that this time he would be involved not only in the Liangzhou area, but also in the participation of two other forbidden areas.

Chaotic Basin is a place where demonic cultivators gather in the world. Those who were spurned by the world would mostly hide in the chaotic valley, because that was a place where there were no rules, a place where one killed as much as they liked.

But later, because the people could no longer bear the random slaughter in the chaotic river basin, all the self-proclaimed righteous forces gathered there and unleashed a great battle on the chaotic river basin.

After that, although the Chaotic Basin did not completely disappear, its momentum was not as insignificant as before. Furthermore, there were prisoners who needed to be exiled in many places.

Later on, the Chaotic Basin became a place of slaughter and exile.

But Lanta Temple was the world's most orthodox Buddhism. Among them, there were countless Bodhisattvas that saved the world to feed the falcons. The legend of a reed crossing the river was still passed down through the mouths of the common folk.

However, it was precisely these two terrifying forces that had unexpectedly gathered together. It seemed that this time it was truly a disaster.

Mu Qiuqiu disdainfully looked at the monk and spat, ”You sure have lost your face in Lanta Temple.”

The monk, however, was neither happy nor sad. He put his hands together and did not speak a word.

When the pale white man heard Mu Qiuqiu's words, he laughed sinisterly: ”Young lady, what you said makes sense. You made me so unwilling to kill you, how about this, I just happen to be childless. If you recognize me as your father, I'll let you two go, how about this kind of deal?”

Upon hearing the pale white man's words, Lu Beiyou was instantly enraged. With a step, the sky and earth changed color, and with the use of his extreme will, he stepped into the Half-step Immortal.

This time, Lu Beiyou's challenge to the rules had completely attracted the terrifying Sky Law. Green lightning flashed in the dark clouds, and the terrifying thunder was deafening.

The monk that was neither sad nor happy earlier now opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

When the pale man saw this, not only was he not afraid, but his face instead flushed red with excitement.

”I never thought that there would actually be such a genius in this world. Someone with the Half-step Immortal of one step is truly interesting.”