Chapter 1849 (1/2)

The strength of those who can break into the secret room without their awareness is at least the realm of transforming gods, but there is no one else except the thousand faced Buddha with only residual souls? I'm afraid it's not the right person to break in. Is it the friend of the thousand faced Buddha who came to avenge him? If so, it will be another fierce battle.

The one horned ghost king has seen the strength of the thousand faced Buddha and knows his details very well. According to his judgment, he is certainly not the opponent of the thousand faced Buddha in the thousand Buddha sect, but within the scope of the ten kings hall, even if the thousand faced Buddha has achieved the transformation of God for more than 300 years, he can never defeat him.

The ten king hall is his home, which can give full play to the strength of ghost cultivation. Therefore, since returning to the one horn City, the one horn ghost king has completely put his heart into his stomach, and there is no need to be afraid of others. Even if the thousand faced Buddha is reborn, even if the more powerful God turning friar comes.

In any case, the one horned ghost king did not expect that someone could enter the room without alerting countless subordinates in the whole one horned City, and he and Qingyang were unaware of it. I'm afraid this strength is also the best among the friars of Huashen. If this person makes a sudden move, he and Qingyang are expected to suffer. It seems that a person can't be careless at any time. There are still many capable people and strange people in the world.

The old nest was infiltrated silently. Of course, the one horned ghost King couldn't stand it. He suddenly stood up, shouted in the direction of the sound, and said, ”who's coming?”

Qingyang's surprise is no less than that of the one horned ghost king, but he is still a monk Yuanying after all. Although he has the strength of comparable to the real monk, many means are still a little different from the real monk. It's normal not to find the intruder. Listening to the meaning of each other's words, he seems to be an old friend with himself, but he doesn't seem to know any God friar. He is also very strange to listen to the voice. Qingyang can't think of who it is, so he also stood up and looked at the direction of the voice.

The other party obviously didn't mean any harm. As soon as the voice of the one horned ghost King fell, a figure appeared in front of the two. The man was wearing an old Taoist robe and dirty all over, as if he hadn't taken a bath for several years, The Taoist looked at them and said with a smile, ”Qingyang little friend, I haven't seen you for many years. How can I forget all my old friends? And the one horned ghost king, why are you so nervous when you turn your spirit into cultivation?”

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Qingyang finally remembered who the other person was. After attending the wine tasting in Jiuxian City, he met a sloppy Taoist. The Taoist drank the spirit wine made from a jar of spirit grapes in Qingyang and gave Qingyang nine wind and fire orders. When he left, he also gave Qingyang an extremely rare Rune treasure. Qingyang was in the Yin wind and extreme fire cave, It was with this talisman that he killed the ninth order Warcraft and saved Yu Mengmiao and duanqing fairy, so that they could continue their friendship.

It was not a long time for both sides to drink that time. Now nearly 200 years have passed. Qingyang has long forgotten what happened at that time, so he didn't remember who it was only by listening to his voice. At the beginning, Qingyang judged that the sloppy Taoist priest was strong, at least he was also a monk in the middle and late period of Yuanying, because the other party's wind and fire order was better than the wind and fire order of Jiuxian City inviting the moon Zhenjun. The Fubao was not made by ordinary people, but he didn't expect that the sloppy Taoist priest was a god turning monk and would come to the door at this time.

The sloppy Taoist once helped Qingyang a lot. He was a friend rather than an enemy. Qingyang quickly saluted and said, ”it's an elder's visit. I'm sorry for your loss.”

Seeing that Qingyang knew this slovenly Taoist, the alert heart of the one horned ghost king was relieved, but he couldn't figure it out. He had practiced for more than 1000 years, and he knew only one thousand faced Buddha. Qingyang had only practiced for more than 200 years. How on earth did he know such senior masters?