2297: C2297 Demon Lord Asked a Question

C2297 Demon Lord Asked a Question

Dragon Domain!

This place was different from any other great world. Here, there was a brilliant light, a long rainbow, all sorts of tall mountains and rivers, and all sorts of surging origin energy.

Everywhere, there were no living beings, but there were some natural gods, like natural gods who had turned into rivers, rivers, or Thunder God s formed by lightning, and so on. Moreover, these natural gods all had a grand and carefree aura, and many natural gods had scales on their bodies and dragon horns on their heads.

In terms of size, the Dragon Domain was much smaller than the Myriad Domain. However, because there weren't any living creatures present, it seemed very spacious without a flourishing atmosphere.

At this moment!

Meng Fan had just relied on Dragon-Scale Tutor's coordinates and stepped into the Dragon Domain. He saw with his own eyes that in the sky, tens of thousands of heavenly dragons were dazzling, flying everywhere, continuously breathing in and releasing attacks. And in front of all these heavenly dragons, there were only three people.

Three old monks.

The once tall old monk, now Xumi Buddha , was shrouded in a golden light. One of his hands was at ease while the tip of his finger was a dragon.

He was as casual as a little bug.

"To refine the Eight Heavenly Dragon Pagoda, we need to rely on five Dragon Race, and a few hundred thousand Dragon Race is not enough."

In the void, Old Monk Xumi spoke softly. His words were neither sad nor happy, as if he had cut off all his emotions and showed an extremely cold attitude, as if everything in the world was the same in his eyes.

"Sage tribulation, extermination. Don't kill them all in one go. Leave some Heavenly Dragons to reproduce."

Xumi Buddha said softly.

On the side, Fat Old Monk and the thin old monk in gray robes heard this and immediately extended their hands. Their fingers were like mountains as they forcefully suppressed the large group of Sky Dragons. They did not kill them, but rather saved their lives.

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the sky!

All of a sudden, four huge Sky Dragons rushed towards Old Monk Xumi from all directions. Dragon-Scale Tutor was one of the four Sky Dragon Five Celestial Kings!

The amount of time Dragon-Scale Tutor had to become a Divine King wasn't long. In addition, compared to the many other Divine Kings, his experience and experiences were shallow, and the foundation of his martial arts wasn't firm either. However, it was enough for him to fight against some of the veteran human Divine Kings who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

As such, the four Celestial Dragon Kings charged forward in unison. Their power was astonishing, and the entire Dragon Domain's vitality was overturned several times over.

However, Old Monk Xumi was expressionless. His body suddenly swayed, and with a mysterious posture, he perfectly dodged the attacks of the four Heavenly Dragon God Kings, and then with a punch, he pushed the Heavenly Dragon God King down to the Dragon Territory. His hundreds of miles long body immediately shook the earth and shook the mountains.

"Zen Palace Bald Donkey!"

Dragon-Scale Tutor saw a senior Celestial King was beaten until his whole body was twisted. He shouted angrily and his sharp claws tore apart the golden light beams around Old Monk Xumi's body as he tried to break through them.

"You want to die?"

Old Monk Xumi said indifferently. He suddenly raised his hand and formed a seal with his five fingers.

Use the Fearless Seal!

This seal was much more profound than the Heaven Flipping Seal that Fat Old Monk had used before. Faintly, a wave of suppressive devilish aura began to revolve, spreading out to the whole Dragon Domain with Old Monk Xumi as the center, causing all living beings to kneel down.

No matter how reckless and irritable Dragon-Scale Tutor was, he was still the supreme being of the God King. He immediately saw through the terror of Old Monk Xumi's handprint and wanted to dodge it first, but he discovered that there were countless threads forming around his body.

"In the vast universe, the biggest is but a dragon elephant."

Old Monk Xumi, his voice was slow and unhurried, as if the heavenly music had descended.

"However, all living creatures, all buddhas, and all dragons and elephants, become my mount, and become my support to control the heavens!"

Xumi Buddha 's voice was loud and distant as he cast the Fearless Seal. It descended from the sky and landed right on Dragon-Scale Tutor's forehead.

Bang!

Xumi Buddha , who was neither happy nor sad, suddenly frowned and retreated. However, he was not pushed back. Instead, he felt a strong sense of crisis. Thus, he instinctively dodged and saw a person sitting on top of Dragon-Scale Tutor.

This person appeared out of thin air and sat on Dragon-Scale Tutor's head. Both of his hands were facing upwards and he was barely able to turn the sky around to block Dragon-Scale Tutor's Fearless Palm. After the collision, this person's body trembled crazily.

After a moment, the man steadied himself.

Xumi Buddha 's gaze froze.

Not far away, the name "Sage Tribulation, Root Burial", which was extracted from the Old Man of the Buddha's memory by Xumi Buddha , was used as a name. Fat Old Monk and the thin old monk's mouth twitched when they saw this person.

"Meng Fan!"

Fat Old Monk said fiercely.

Meng Fan waved his arms to remove the remnant Dreadless Seal's power and gritted his teeth as he said, "It really hurts."

Dragon-Scale Tutor said clearly, "Benefactor, why have you come!"

99% of them are people from the Zen Palace who are trying to pry into the bloodline of the Dragon Race. Although I am not clear about exactly what those eight parts of the Sky Dragon Buddha are, I can vaguely guess that they are the ancient the Old Man of the Buddha's tools to achieve the Dao. " Meng Fan sneered: "The Zen Palace has already found the Old Man of the Buddha's grave, and are able to understand the cause and effect of meditation. Then the next step, would be to trace the source and continue to improve the cause and effect of meditation. These eight parts of the Celestial Dragon Pagoda are related to the ancient secrets, they must refine it."

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Old Monk Xumi's expression gradually turned indifferent. On the other hand, the fat old monk was gritting his teeth. Obviously, Meng Fan had hit the mark!

"Meng Fan." Old Monk Xumi said in a soft voice, "You are really getting what you deserve. I have already seen through your karma. Although it is illusory and there is always a connection between you and me, there is no need for you to do so."

Between you and me, there is no need.

Old Monk Xumi's words were indifferent, but Meng Fan sneered.

Among the strongest Great God Kings in the history of the universe, there was Meng Fan, and also three old monks from Zen Palace. But carefully speaking, the current fat old monk, the skinny old monk, and the old monk were all weaker than Meng Fan, and only Old Monk Xumi was a truly terrifying character, a being ranked with Meng Fan. The grudge between the two wasn't something that could be resolved with just one or two sentences.

Previously, due to the Spirit Storage, Nether Soil, and other reasons, they had schemed against each other, plotted against each other, and refused to rest until they had killed each other, all sorts of emotions were difficult to settle, and Old Monk Xumi was even worried that Thirteenth Palace Master would try to kill Meng Fan, it could be said that they were extremely hostile to each other. But now, Old Monk Xumi's words seemed to transcend everything, between the two of them, even though there was a fruit between them, there was no inevitable cause and effect, which meant that there was no need to fight.

"It seems that after obtaining the Old Man of the Buddha's inheritance, your view of karma is very different from mine." Meng Fan sat firmly on top of Dragon-Scale Tutor's head, crossed his legs and said: "Dragon-Scale Tutor, and Dragon Race, have all helped me before, this is my cause and effect!"

Old Monk Xumi shook his head indifferently, "You carry too much of your burden and have too many karma. Be careful or you might fall and perish."

Meng Fan tilted his head: "Are you lecturing?"

Old Monk Xumi put his hands together and chanted a chant imprint.

Immediately, the Skinny Root Burial Monk and the Fat Sage Tribulation Monk arrived. The three Zen Palace giants formed a circle around them, the Law of Promordial Qi covered the sky densely and faintly formed a complete blockade, trapping Meng Fan inside.

"Meng Fan, you really want to fight with me over Dragon Race?" Old Monk Xumi said, "Since there is no such thing as karma between us, we should cut it off long ago. We should stop having any sort of relationship in order to avoid getting infected by it too much."

At this time, the three old monks encircled Meng Fan, and outside, there were three more Heavenly Dragon God Kings swimming slowly, hidden in the dark clouds.

"Heavenly Dao, Karma." Meng Fan muttered: "I really want to see what exactly this karma is."

"Stubborn and unrepentant." Old Monk Xumi's voice rumbled like the heavenly music: "You have really become a demon!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hands and three hand seals formed. In the air, a series of hand seals followed.

Heaven Flipping Seal, Overturning Earth Seal, Casting Fearless Seal.

As for the obese monk, Skinny Root Burial, he also created three magic seals. Although they were slightly weaker than Old Monk Xumi's, their power was still astonishing. After all, they were Hidden Top Experts.

"Become a demon? "Hehehe …"

All of a sudden, an evil laughter rang out in the sky, filled with an extremely wild and unrestrained air.0

Hearing this voice, whether it was Meng Fan or the three tycoons of Zen Palace, all of them instinctively concentrated and scanned the surroundings with their soul.

Outside of the Realm of the Void Dragon, a black shadow descended and stood atop a mountain peak. The moment this black shadow landed, the entire mountain peak suddenly became deathly still, as any living being or natural deity instantly perished and perished.

The black gas surrounding the black figure dispersed, revealing a face.

It was an extraordinarily handsome, devilishly charming face.

He was wearing a clean, white robe.

The whole thing was exuding that much righteous energy.

It was Devil Lord of the Ninth Netherworld!

The founder of the Primordial Demon Race, the leader of Demonic Path.

He had actually appeared in the Dragon Domain!

"Hehehe …" Devil Lord of the Ninth Netherworld stared at Old Monk Xumi and sneered: "Why do you want to become a demon when cursing?"

Old Monk Xumi frowned, "Devil Lord of the Ninth Netherworld..." Why did it appear here? "

"You are in charge of the cause and effect of meditation. Why can't you deduce the reason? Or do you only know some of the basics? Old man Tuo was unable to calculate his own death, and was seriously injured in battle with Chaos Emperor. His physical body was shattered, his soul had fled, and he passed away in meditation. Before he died, he comprehended something, and now that you, little bald man, have grasped it, he thinks that the world has calculated everything? "

Devil Lord of the Ninth Netherworld's words were filled with arrogance and mockery.

"The reason why I'm here today is the same as when I entered Chaos Emperor's Domain in the ancient Epoch Breaking!"

As he spoke, he slowly rose into the air.

"Since the apocalypse failed to kill me, Chaos Emperor failed to kill me, and I have stood in the world while borrowing his corpse to return his soul. I have long since understood the teachings of the Great Way of the Buddha, but I have always kept this in mind.

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