Spirit Vessel - Chapter 1028

[Chapter 1028 Whoever dies, whoever dies!]

The two guardians died just like that.

“you……”

Liu Suzi was extremely cold and angry, but she suppressed that anger, and the light and dark in her beautiful eyes changed, she was naturally very taboo at the Mansion of God, but she did not compromise, after all, she also has her arrogance, ” Anyone with a discerning eye can see who is provoking. If you want to distort the facts, this will probably only cause unnecessary trouble for the eighth son.

“Haha! There are discerning people around, but… who saw it? Who saw it?” The monks in the Eighth Prince’s Mansion laughed and glanced coldly at the monks around.

Those who can’t escape, don’t dare to stay here for a long time, for fear of a catastrophe, who has the courage to offend the eighth son of the God Tianjue Mansion?

Liu Suzi naturally knew that the situation was very bad for her. This was the site of the Shentian Jue Mansion.

“Let’s reckon this account later, right and wrong will have its own conclusion.” Liu Suzi was about to leave.

“Hey! Can you still leave today? Tie her up for me and take her to the Moon Palace, where the eighth son will be sent.” went out.

This feathered sage wears a monk’s robe, has no hair, and does not stutter on the top of his head.

Like a monk, but not a monk.

“boom!”

The feathered sage wearing a monk’s robe kept his steps steady, and stared at Liu Suzi with a lewd smile on his fleshy face. With a push of his sturdy arm, a golden palm print flew out, and the sky was filled with Buddhist texts. It was flying, turning the surrounding into gold.

Liu Suzi’s determination is firm and her cultivation is not bad. She opened the folding fan and summoned a purple thunder and lightning, wrapping her delicate body.

“boom!”

How terrifying is this Buddha palm, it wiped out those purple thunder and lightning, and smashed the folding fan in Liu Suzi’s hand.

Liu Suzi’s slender body retreated, and her strength was no match for the feathered sage in a monk’s robe.

“Ha ha!”

The feathered sage wearing a monk’s robe let out a long laugh, his strength was terrifying, and he kept blasting out palm prints, defeating Liu Suzi.

After all, the gap in cultivation is too big. If it wasn’t for Liu Suzi carrying a lot of guardian treasures, I’m afraid it would have been suppressed by the other party.

“Seventh county master, just be ready to capture it! The eighth prince takes a fancy to you, that’s your blessing.”

The feathered sage in the monk’s robe clasped his hands together, a circle of Buddha rings grew on his back, and a huge golden Buddha seal descended from the sky, repelling Liusuzi again.

A trace of blood leaked from the corners of her bright and rosy mouth, the long hair on her head was scattered, her hair was smooth, her face was beautiful, her skin was white, and she had already retreated to Feng Feiyun’s side before she knew it.

“Feng Feiyun killed him for me, and I will withdraw from the battle for the heir of the realm master.” Liusu Zibei’s teeth were bloodshot, and her eyes were colder than ever before.

She is a person who has never been wronged, and her arrogance is higher than anyone else’s. Even if the other party is just a little disrespectful to her, she will take the other party’s life.

When Feng Feiyun came to the Sixth Central Dynasty and saw her for the first time, he knew that she was such a person.

Feng Feiyun didn’t doubt that she said she wanted to withdraw from the battle for the heir of the realm master. After all, she has offended the people of the God Tianjue Mansion. If she becomes the realm master heir of Ye Hongjing, then she will become the whole Ye Hong. The situation has offended the mansion of God Tianjue.

She naturally understands the powerful relationship among them, so she took the initiative to withdraw from the battle for the heir of the realm master.

“But… other people are from the God-Heavenly Jue Mansion. What good is it for me to offend the God-Heaven Jue Mansion?” Feng Feiyun didn’t want to be the first bird, and it didn’t do him any good.

“Are you going to kill or not?” Liu Suzi’s beautiful eyes stared, her eyelashes stood up one by one, her teeth clenched tightly, and she stared at Feng Feiyun’s eyes.

Feng Feiyun paused for half a second and said, “Okay! Anyway, it’s not the first time I’ve saved you from trouble. You’re really in trouble, and you’ve provoked the enemy more and more every time.”

Although Feng Feiyun didn’t want to meddle in his own business, if he really watched Liu Suzi being taken away by the people of the Eighth Prince’s Mansion, then the people in Ye Hongjing couldn’t provoke the Mansion of God, and they would definitely blame all their faults. Push it on him, and then he will pay for the eighth son’s romantic bill, which is not his style.

Even if he pays the bill, someone else must pay for his romantic account, right?

Liu Suzi was a little surprised. She didn’t expect Feng Feiyun to actually promise to help her kill people, and it was people from Shentianjue’s mansion.

“I haven’t met you yet. Every time I meet you, I always encounter catastrophe.” Liu Suzi said a little stubbornly. In fact, her goodwill towards Feng Feiyun has doubled, and she unexpectedly found it in her heart. Feng Feiyun felt an inexplicable sense of security, as if every time he encountered the most critical difficulty, he could help him resolve it.

Can this time?

She didn’t have a clue in her heart, because this time she was facing the God Tianjue Mansion, which was tabooed by everyone.

“Boy, who are you?” The feathered sage in monk clothes stared at Feng Feiyun with cold eyes.

Feng Feiyun looked solemn and clasped his hands together, “Amitabha! The next one is a Buddhist and lay disciple.”

A circle of Buddha rings appeared behind Feng Feiyun, the Buddha’s light was immeasurable, and a 72-stage Buddhist altar was born under the feet.

What a pure Buddha spirit!

The feathered sage in the monk’s clothes shrank his eyes and said, “Since he is a member of Buddhism, how far is he going, you can’t control this matter. This county master has already been taken by the eighth son of Shentianjue’s mansion. It seems that even if the Buddha came, he couldn’t save her.”

“Amitabha! All things in the heavens and the earth are virtuous… No, cough, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha. The Buddha said, don’t do anything evil, do evil and go to hell.” Feng Feiyun said in a persuasive voice, his voice was holy, like a world-awakening Buddha. sound.

“You are courting death.”

The feathered sage in the monk’s robe froze, his hands clasped together, the ten Buddha beads on the top of his head spun, and a golden Buddha mountain slammed down, killing this nosy Buddhist and lay disciple.

Feng Feiyun is like an ancient Buddha, shaking his head and sighing, closing his eyes, and reciting Sanskrit sounds in his mouth, “Moo Mi, Mi coax…”

“boom!”

“boom!”

…

A series of golden beams flew out from Feng Feiyun’s body son, a total of nine golden beams, each golden beam bombarded the body of the feathered sage in the monk’s robe, and it would beat him a step back.

“puff!”

“puff!”

…

When the ninth golden light hit him, he was already covered in blood, kneeling on the ground with his head down.

Feng Feiyun then stopped reciting the Buddhist scriptures, slowly opened his eyes, walked to the front of the sage who was kneeling on the ground wearing a monk’s robe, folded his hands, bowed to him three times, and then sang: “Amitabha. The gates of hell have been opened, people’s souls are being washed, all filth will disappear, and after reincarnation, new souls will be born…”

“What is he doing?” asked the goosebumpy old man from the Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

“have no idea!”

A sinister young man walked over, stretched out his index and middle fingers and touched the head of the feathered sage in monk robes, and found that the body of the feathered sage had lost all vitality, and his body was as cold as ice.

This wicked young man quickly retracted his fingers, stared at the magic stick in front of him who was still singing in shock, his body trembled a little, and said, “Old Wu, Master Wujie is… already dead!”

Feng Feiyun stopped singing and said slowly: “Don’t lie about this little benefactor, Master Bajie just gave up a dirty skin, and he has already saved for him just now. The soul has been reborn, and it may become a saint in the next life. Amitabha! Kindness lasts forever and life will never end.”

“Damn it! To dare to kill our eighth son’s Ascension Sage, this is going to be a huge shock. Kill this kid for me.” Wu Lao couldn’t help but swear.

Feng Feiyun said: “Several donors put down their slaughtering knives and became Buddhas on the ground. You kill me, I kill them. How long have they been disturbing each other? Why not let go of all hatred and turn wars into jade and silk?”

“Damn, you fucking killed the people of our Eighth Prince’s Mansion, and you still want to turn the fight into jade and silk?” The powerhouses of the Eighth Prince’s Mansion were so angry that they vomited blood.

Feng Feiyun said eloquently: “That’s not called killing, it’s transmutation. As the saying goes, Buddha transcends someone with a predestined relationship, and I’m using Buddhism to dissolve the hostility in his body, let him find his true self, and give him a new life as a human being. In Buddhism, this is called infinite merit, saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddha. Amitabha!”

“Pfft!”

The monks in the Eighth Prince’s Mansion vomited blood collectively.

Nima! You have killed people, and you still say such high-sounding words, how shameless?

“Kill, kill, this kid must be smashed into ten thousand pieces.” Wu Lao scolded angrily.

Even if five strong men killed them, they were all outstanding figures. Some of them had already entered the Ascension Realm, and they were all wise men recruited by the eighth son.

“When will the grievances be repaid? Why are you doing this? Humans are future Buddhas, and Buddhas are people from the past. It seems that I can only replace the Buddha and purify your souls.”

Feng Feiyun Zhuoran stood there, his face was very calm, he stretched out a finger, pointed to one of the monks, and said two words in his mouth, “Lie down!”

The cultivator who stepped into the Ascension Realm with half of his feet, his aura was dim, his body lost his strength, and he fell to the ground.

“You lie down too!”

Feng Feiyun pointed his finger at the second monk.

The monk also lay limply on the ground, motionless.

“Lie down!”

“Lie down!”

“Lie down!”

Feng Feiyun pointed out five fingers in a row, but he didn’t see any magical powers on his fingers. He just pointed at the person, and the person fell to the ground by himself, as if there was really a Buddha in the dark to decide the life and death of people.

This was an extremely bizarre scene, which shocked everyone who saw it.

No one saw any spiritual energy fluctuations flowing out of Feng Feiyun’s body, but the five powerful monks all fell to the ground.

Dead!