"Not here!"

“Not here either!”

In the Buddha Realm, countless Raandeng Temple sects flipped every corner of this Realm, and even the remaining three holy Buddhas were alarmed and left the seclusion and joined the search team.

But, nothing is found!

The fake HCong disappeared without a trace!

"Where is he?"

"Who is this person?"

These two questions bother everyone.

After learning that this fake Huicong had entered the Buddha realm, he still wandered around and talked about elixirs with a group of elixir masters. After chatting and laughing, the monks were even more shocked.

How could there be such a brave person in this world?

He has only been six kalpas, so why aren't he afraid of dying here?

After the saints learned about it, they felt even more urged to vomit blood.

This guy is so bold that he is clearly provoking them to Randeng Temple.

"Bujie and they went to capture the monster named Tang. This monster has emerged in recent years. It is said that it came from the starry sky in the lower realm, but it is extremely powerful. Even the eldest son of Taixutian is not as good as him."

"He has the robe of the Buddha of the Treasure Moonlight Buddha and has also refined the body of the Treasure Moonlight King. This is also the reason why Bujie arrested him. We have discussed this matter. I thought it was just a six-tribulation junior, so I let him go alone and brought a few young disciples with me, wanting them to use this to train."

"A monster named Tang? How powerful is it? Will the fake HCong be him?"

Several holy Buddhas discussed for a while, and one holy Buddha suspected that the demon surnamed Tang came.

"No! Although this kid is indeed powerful, he is not that powerful, right!"

The other saints were still a little unbelievable.

The Holy Buddha of the Bujie Dang Seven Tribulations went to chase the boy, but failed. He was used by the boy, sneaked into his Randeng Temple, took the opportunity to steal a body of incense and escape...

This sounds incredible!

That monster named Tang is not a three-headed and six-armed person. Is it so powerful?

They would rather believe that this was a certain seven-tribulation old monster who deliberately hid his cultivation.

After searching a few more times, they still had no results, and temporarily gave up, blocked the exit, waiting for the return of the Holy Buddha of the Unjudgment.

At this time, a war of verbal battle was going on in the Demon Burial Abyss.

"Old bald donkey, are you convinced?"

The demon soul roared.

"Hmph! I am the dignified Holy Buddha of Randeng Temple, how could I obey you a demonic devil's way? If you have a seed, come! Keep practicing! I see how you refine me!" The Holy Buddha Bujie snorted angrily under the siege of the demon puppet.

He sat cross-legged there, his golden dragon robe was torn, his face was as bright as gold paper, and his mouth was even more bloody, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, a golden light floated in front of him. It was this golden light that opened a circle of light curtains and protected him.

Although he was weak and embarrassed, he still looked unyielding.

In his heart, a burst of anger was burning.

But he exclaimed, and he couldn't give in for nothing else, just to make an effort to make an excuse.

"Your grandma, why is this old bald donkey so stubborn!"

The demon soul is also coming to breathe.

This old bald donkey was like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard. After a long time of fighting, he was exhausted and half to death.

"Are you convinced?"

The demon soul roared again.

"Don't accept it!"

Monk Bujie said angrily.

Such conversations are repeated constantly.

At the beginning, both of them spoke very hard, and they were pointed at each other, and they both wanted to make a sigh of relief.

But gradually, both of them lowered their tones.

They were all tired, and after fighting for so long, both sides were exhausted.

The monk Bujie used all his skills and supported himself with the last Buddha's relics. The demon soul, which also required the devil puppets to control the demon puppets, had to consume their vitality. After fighting for so long, the vitality was almost exhausted.

"Hey! Old bald donkey, why are you so stubborn? You can't be soft-hearted!"

The demon soul was not good at it.

He looked at the old bald donkey and felt that he had been in trouble for eight lifetimes.

It's so great that I'm not dead, why did I encounter such an old bald donkey? If it were a Taoist who practiced immortality, he would have taken it off long ago. As for being so tired that he vomited blood?

"I am a dignified Landeng Temple..."

Monk Bujie was stunned and shouted angrily.

"Stop, stop, I know you are from Randeng Temple. You have said it thousands of times. If you are not annoyed, I am annoyed. What's the matter! Randeng Temple is amazing! You can wrongly accuse people and provoke me at will?"

The demon soul shouted.

"Who wronged you!" Monk Bujie said coldly.

"You! Didn't you wrongly accuse me for no reason as soon as you came up!"

"I didn't wrong you? You are not that boy's elder brother? If not, why did you protect him and fight with me for so long to let him escape?" Monk Bujie said angrily.

"What boy, what big brother, don't talk nonsense. I have lived here for thousands of years and have never recognized anyone. Why do I fight with you? It's not because you provoked me in the past. What I hate most in my life is that you bald donkeys, no matter they are big or big, they are all a virtue."

"Last time I met a little bald donkey, just like you, no, it's even more hateful than you. Why do you think you bald donkeys are so annoying!"

"What little bald donkey?" Monk Bujie was stunned.

In the Pangu realm, there should be few Buddhist practices, and even fewer are capable.

"It's just a little bald donkey! Just like you, no, it's a little different. You don't have hair, he has it. He is wearing a supreme cassock, and the Buddha's light on his body is even more dazzling than you." The demon soul said.

When he thought of the little bald donkey, he was so angry that he was tiring about his teeth.

"What? Supreme Cassock?"

When Monk Bujie heard this, he was stunned.

"Yes!" said the demon soul, "If it weren't for that cassock, I would have dealt with him. By the way, you are all bald donkeys, so you shouldn't be in the same group!"

"Is that little bald donkey still young and pretty?"

Monk Bujie seemed to realize something, and his face became ugly.

"Yes! You are indeed in the same group with him!" said the Demon Soul.

After hearing this, Monk Bujie stayed for a long time.

Then, his face twisted for a moment, and he couldn't help but let out a whine, spitting out blood.

"Wow! Why are you vomiting blood? Old bald donkey, you haven't answered me yet!" The demon soul was startled.

"I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it! My dignified Holy Buddha of Randeng Temple was also trapped in such a low-level trick!" Monk Bujie covered his chest and said with a wry smile.

"What does it mean?" the demon soul wondered.

"Haha! Don't you understand? The little bald donkey you mentioned is actually the same person as the boy who led me!" Monk Bujie looked at the demon soul and sneered.

"What?"

When the demon soul heard this, he was stunned.

He was frozen there, as if he had been petrified.

The boy the old bald donkey was chasing was that hateful little bald donkey?

Wouldn't that mean that he was fooled by the little bald donkey again?

His face twitched, and his expression became extremely wonderful.

If he hadn't been the soul body, he would have already thrust three liters of blood, vomiting blood and dying.

"Little bald donkey! It's you again! Why is it you again! Wait for me, I won't let you go."

Then, a roar that shook the sky came out of the abyss and resounded throughout the world.
Chapter completed!