v3 Chapter 1286： Do donors have many question marks? (Three / six) (1/2)

Everything is as expected by the monk.

Now it has become a little bit ambitious.

If it continues like this, it won't be long before the spiritual realm of the God Realm will inevitably become a frog at the bottom of the well, killing himself.

The easiest way to deal with such a group of people is to let them recognize the reality.

When the monk's 卍 character opened, the grand hall of Dao Xuan Hall was immediately shrouded in Buddha light!

This is not an ordinary Buddha light. When they fall on people, the people in these fields can obviously feel the pressure on their shoulders.

Some people even bent their knees, almost couldn't withstand the Buddha light summoned by the word 卍, and fell down on the spot.

The monk from this earth is beyond the power of all the people in the **** domain, and it makes many old and new people fear.

In the spiritual space, several ethnic groups in the field communicate with each other.

This is not scientific!

They clearly remember that the strongest person on earth is not just Xianzun.

In addition, there is only one true-reality cultivator.

And there is only one, whether it is Xianzun or Zhenzun.

And, that true deity was promoted unexpectedly by eating broccoli ...

God's Land has been monitoring the situation on Earth, so it doesn't matter at all.

After all, there is a certain probability that true immortals will step into such hidden realms.

As for the Zhenyuan immortals, they are no stranger to this name. They belong to a relatively primitive group of earth cultivators. They are not too surprised to be promoted to the position of immortal.

So now the question is, where did this monk come from?

”Is there no one in the Divine Realm? The poor monk never used his full strength.”

At this time, the monk faced the elders of the gods, showing a kind-hearted smile.

He did not use all his strength.

The Buddha's light summoned by the crickets was not even 10% of the intensity. I did not expect that some of the old people in the eyes could not bear the pressure to kneel.

This made the monk feel very disappointed.

This kind of boring fighting with great disparity in strength makes him eager to yawn.

However, as a highly qualified monk, Jin Deng still strives to maintain the qualities of a higher practitioner.

Since fighting against Wang Ling.

The monk felt a boring feeling with anyone.

Although each battle, regardless of size, is a process of accumulating experience.

However, if a 99-level person is playing against a group of war slags, even if they have experience growth, that is minimal.

He would rather consume a few hundred more years of cultivation, and let Wang Ling draw a few more slaps ...

The monk never regretted the showdown with Wang Ling.

It can be said that Wang Ling woke him up to let him know that his realm is not the strongest, and there is room for improvement.

In fact, what the monk is doing is also what Wang Ling did to him.

He wants to wake up these self-intoxicated spiritual realms.

”Monk, your realm is so strong that you can come to God's Realm long ago. What do you hide in a place full of miscellaneous things on earth?” Zhou Zhentian, the old family of Zhou family, was also surprised by the breath emitted by the monk.

In particular, he recognized the ”卍 字 曈” of the monk's left eye ...

This is the power of the most holy of Buddhism!

”The poor are all around the world. Where are you willing to stay and what is your relationship with you?”

The monk was speechless.

He was extremely disappointed with the spiritual master.

In the spiritual space, Zhou Zhentian, the old family of the Zhou family, communicated frantically with other ethnic groups.

”I said why the Wang family, Gu family, and Liu family didn't send someone over ... It turns out that there is something tricky in it!”

”The descendants of these families have previously ran to the earth. Now I think about it, I'm afraid there is something inside.”

”Who the **** is this monk?”

”Unclear, but strong! There are many people who practice Buddhism, but there are only a handful of people who can develop this character. It is in this divine domain that I can think of only a few people.”

In conversations with several other clan elders, Zhou Zhentian's thoughts turned sharply.

He remembered several monks who got Taoist monks.

”Iron Spirit, Tonghui, Yinxian ...”

The grunt in Zhou Zhentian's mouth reached the monk's ear.

”Oh? I didn't expect the Zhou people to have heard these slogans?”