1730: C1730 All You Have to Do Is to Shout

C1730 All You Have to Do Is to Shout

Article 1730. All damage depended on the roar.

Xiao Wuye and the others stared blankly at the back of the monk. After that, they looked at Shijia Ruye in unison. Shijia Ruye was dumbstruck as he looked at the crowd. An ugly smile emerged on his face. After that, he slowly closed his eyes. If he knew that his Ancestor martial uncle loved to meddle in other people's business... He had said that he was just here to watch the show, but he suddenly intervened. This time, he would never follow him!

"Mage Shijia Huijing?"

When Zhong Ming and the others saw the monk, their eyes flashed with joy. The qi and blood of the monk was more vigorous than theirs. If Zhong Ming could defeat Modong and Kiu Zhan who hadn't taken out the Lion King Shield yet, then... Even if Zhong Ming, Modong, Lei Tao, and Kiu Zhan joined hands to fight, they still wouldn't be a match for this monk.

This was because the ultimate technique of Nine Sura Ancient Temple, the Supreme Buddhist Golden Body Spell, was both internal and external. It was an extremely balanced cultivation technique. During the early stages of cultivation... It was definitely not as fast as cultivating the inner cultivation technique. However, the further one cultivated, the faster one advanced. The power of the Supreme Buddhist Golden Body Spell was becoming more and more obvious!

Shijia Huijing was an old monk who had lived for countless of years. Not only was his Buddhist cultivation superb, but he was also a very powerful cultivator. In the Death Impasse, other than being ranked in the top ten of the combat strength ranking, his attainments in the Supreme Buddhist Golden Body Spell were also extremely terrifying. It was rumored that he was the reincarnation of a true god and Buddha. In just a short period of thirty-three thousand years. Apart from the fact that the eighth tribulation Creator, 'Dragon Ancestor', was stronger than him, Shijia Huijing could be considered as one of the three most desperate situations in the Death Impasse. He was the strongest monk!

"Should I forgive others? Old monk, do you know what will happen to me if I can't defeat Modong today?"

Ning Qi's eyes fell upon Shijia Huijing. The qi of this monk's body was extremely terrifying. It was several times stronger than the qi of the Dead Man City's City Lord.

When Ziyue Yanjun casted the forbidden technique, he couldn't be compared to this monk. It could be said that his physique and cultivation base were on par with Ning Qi, who had yet to break through to the Fourth Tribulation Creator. However, after the baptism of the Thunder Tribulation, Ning Qi's Prison Suppressing Dragon Elephant Technique had already reached the Eighth Heavenly Layer Peak. At most, he could break through to the Ninth Heavenly Layer after going through the Thunder Tribulation once or twice. There was still a certain gap between this old monk's body and Ning Qi's.

Even so, it was still shocking enough. In Ning Qi's knowledge, even the strength of the Ninth Tribulation Creator's physique couldn't be compared to his. After all, the cultivation technique he cultivated had exceeded the limits of this world. It was the cultivation technique of the Immortal Clan. He had merged the thirty-three sets of principles and focused on cultivating the power of the dragon elephant!

"Supreme Buddhist Golden Body Spell, huh..."

Ning Qi glanced at the old monk's attributes. He was curious about the cultivation technique he was cultivating. Even if this cultivation technique couldn't meet the standards of the Immortal Clan, it should be at the top of this world, right?

"Benefactor, you are a wanted criminal of the Happy Devil Sect, and you have stolen the Happy Devil Gourd. As long as you hand this thing over, I believe that benefactor Modong will be able to do it. I'll spare your life. Unfortunately, benefactor Modong has died in your hands. I'm afraid that even I, the monk, can't resolve the grudge between you and the Happy Devil Sect. However, benefactor, you mustn't make the same mistake again and again. I will try to persuade Benefactor Lei Tao and the others. Almsgiver, what do you think about letting them leave just like that?"

Shijia Huijing put his palms together in front of Ning Qi and said with a smile.

"Although Modong is dead, not even the Lion King Shield can save his life. That only means that the blade in his hand is so sharp that it cannot be stopped! Such a spiritual weapon is probably not weaker than the Happy Devil Gourd. Both of them are treasures. Today's opportunity is truly rare. Why don't we join hands to suppress him? Let the scattered cultivators in the surroundings attack in unison and wait to suppress this kid. When the time comes, we'll split the spoils? "

Lei Tao suddenly transmitted his voice.

When Zhong Ming and Kiu Zhan heard this, their expressions changed slightly. After a moment of hesitation, the two of them faintly nodded their heads.

When Shijia Huijing heard this voice transmission, he couldn't help but frown. The reason why he would stand out and try to persuade Lei Tao was naturally because he felt that Lei Tao and the others weren't a match for this cultivator in front of him. However, he believed that with his Buddhist cultivation, it shouldn't be difficult for him to suppress Ning Qi. That was why he dared to step forward to make peace for both sides.

He didn't expect that Zhong Ming and the other two would be attracted by the spirit weapon in Ning Qi's possession. Now, they were overwhelmed by benefits.

"Old monk, did you hear their voice transmission? Do you still want to persuade me?"

Ning Qi said with a laugh.

Zhong Ming and the other two's expressions changed slightly. The other party was merely a Fourth Tribulation Creator with peerless combat strength, but he could actually hear their private voice transmission?

What was going on?

"How about this, benefactor, hand over the two spirit artifacts on your body to the monk for safekeeping. Monk will bring you back to the temple. I believe that Benefactor Lei Tao and the others will give me face. We will stop for now. When the time comes, we will clear up the misunderstanding. Once the misunderstanding is resolved, won't both sides be happy? "

Shijia Huijing said with a smile.

"This old bald donkey actually wants to get two spirit weapons for himself?"

Zhong Ming and the other two men looked at Shijia Huijing in shock and anger, as for the temporary safekeeping mentioned by him... However, the three of them didn't believe him. They were afraid that in the end... These two spiritual weapons would be sent back to the true Nine Sura Ancient Temple to be suppressed with the excuse of being stained with too much blood. At that time, it would be impossible for their sect to ask for the Sect Leader!

When the surrounding cultivators heard this, their expressions became slightly strange. However, Shijia Huijing's expression was very calm.

Ning Qi looked at him for a while before laughing out loud, "Big monk, you are really too naive. Let me put my words here. None of those who are eyeing me today will be able to leave this place. Big monk, if you are interested in my spiritual weapon... Why don't you just turn around and leave? "

"What? Doesn't that mean that even we can't leave this place?"

The surrounding cultivators stared at Ning Qi with their mouths wide open, and a trace of anger flashed across their eyes. However, they couldn't figure out why they had come here.1

"Benefactor, you are being stubborn..."

Shijia Huijing let out a long sigh.

"Listen up. Let's suppress this kid together. Our three devil sects will reward him after this. If we don't attack him, not only will he not let you go, our three devil sects will also not let you go!"

Lei Tao suddenly roared furiously. His voice was so loud that it could reach hundreds of miles away!

"Attack!"

Kiu Zhan also let out a furious roar.

"Attack!"

All three Devil Sect Cultivators's blood was boiling as they roared.

"Roar!"

The Dragon Clan and the Strange Beast who were pulling the carriage were also under the control of their owners as they let out roars.

"All of you depend on your roars to attack? Go on your way!"

Ning Qi's expression turned cold, and he slashed out with his blade. Wherever the blade passed by, the void shattered inch by inch. Kiu Zhan and the cultivators of the Happy Devil Sect stood rooted to the ground. It was as if they were frightened by this blade. But right after that... All the cultivators saw a terrifying scene.

Including Kiu Zhan, over a hundred cultivators from the Happy Devil Sect had faint blood lines on their bodies. After that, both men and the chariot were broken into two halves. Blood was pouring down like a heavy rain!

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