This scene is very strange. On the rugged mountain road leading to Mount Sumeru, an old monk kowtowed one step at a time, crying blood and praying, which is almost tragic.

But the purpose is just to "return to the old days and be my master's little novice monk."

Who is this old monk? Could it be that he was the disciple of the Buddha King in the ancient times? If this is true, and Mount Sumeru is in the starry sky and the laws of heaven and earth have not changed, then how powerful is this old monk?

It was a little numb when I thought about it. Every warrior dared not breathe, and he was full of thoughts.

And Chen Meng was even more shocked! He had heard the same words many times!

The old monk who was imprisoned in the underground tomb of Chang'an City! The old monk who was at the enlightenment of the Tao by Master Wuxiangtian! They all said similar things. Also, on the Shushan trail in the Eternal Kingdom, I also met an old monk who guided Chen Meng. Looking back, a strange feeling rose from Chen Meng's heart, as if... I had a thousand entanglements with Buddhism!

"Are you too concerned?" Chen Meng asked himself, but there was no answer.

"No need to worry, my father is still undying as the Emperor of Humanity, let alone the rest? If I guess correctly, this old monk should be an illusion, or rather, an obsession that never dissipates, that's all." Yan Yunni stood up, his face calm and talked freely.

Many warriors nodded, and they had to say that Yan Yunni's analysis made sense. However, the old monk on Mount Sumeru did not dare to underestimate him even if he had a thought. Everyone was silent and careful, as if they were afraid that they would attract the attention of the old monk and cause a disaster.

Yan Yunni was not afraid, "I just happened to ask this old monk how to truly reach the top of Mount Sumeru, but it saved us a lot of trouble."

The others did not stop him and acted as if he was by the sidelines. Yan Yun Ni walked forward, folded his hands and bent down slightly, and asked respectfully: "The third prince of the Immortal Royal Family is trying to go to the west to see the ruins of the Buddha King, but he is lost on the road. He dares to ask seniors to give advice."

Yan Yun's voice was clear and the old monk seemed to have not heard of it. He still kowtowed and climbed up step by step. He said something, but his voice was plain but sad. It was like hearing the cuckoo's blood crying, which made people feel sad.

"Senior, when we meet the West, I dare to ask for advice!" Yan Yunni shouted again, and even used a secret technique in his words. The domineering aura of the imperial Tao inherited from the Immortal Human Emperor shines between the lines, almost like the sound of the Tao close to the great way, making every warrior feel solemn involuntarily.

The Taoist priest of the Immortal Human Emperor is indeed powerful and should not be underestimated. Just because Yan Yunni's words with Taoism added, this group of warriors have a new understanding of Yan Yunni. The Immortal Prince is very powerful and not easy to mess with!

It’s just a pity that the nameless old monk seemed to have never heard of it, and still repeated his actions and his words.

"I wish to sink into the sea of ​​suffering forever, fall into the underworld forever, fall into the devil's way forever, and I wish to return to the old days and be my teacher's little novice."

The old monk repeated a single behavior and language, and really had no consciousness. He was a false alarm, which gradually dissipated the tension in the hearts of many warriors, and the pressure on him seemed to completely dissipate.

"I said, Buddhism has been shoveled for hundreds of thousands of years, and even their Buddha kings have been killed like dogs, crushing their bones and ashes. How could these Buddhist descendants and grandchildren live to this day? I was ashamed, and I was shocked."

"To be honest, the human race's qualifications are indeed poor. It's hard to produce a Buddha king of the human emperor level, but he can't die well, which really makes me sigh." The person speaking was a big monster, with some green scales on his face and arms that had not completely retreated, and a horn on his forehead. However, it was the dragon clan of the demon race. It is said that there are some bloodlines of the ancient ferocious beast Qinglong in his body.

"Haha, right. Looking at the ancient history, the human race is the Immortal Emperor of the Human Race, and has a good relationship with all major races. Even though he ascended the throne, he has killed the human race emperor in order to uphold justice! Gao Yi is very! It is admirable! Others, such as the Ram Human Emperor and this mysterious Buddha King, are all stubborn guys who have no power to suppress other races. They have no royal demeanor and are just villains."

Several demon clans and warriors from the ancient clan talked about the allusions from the ancient times, and were complacent and guided the romantic figures of the human race, and whispered them in a magnificent manner. It seemed that only a few heroes of the ancient clan could catch their eyes, while the rest of them were just ears.

But unexpectedly, the old monk who kept kowtowing and bowing stood up from the ground because of the rampant remarks of several warriors! He turned around!

The old monk stood among the clouds and looked down at everyone, with his eyes continuing to be confused and almost confused, as if he was distinguishing the words of everyone, and he was a little confused about what everyone was saying.

The old monk's eyes wandered on everyone, and the pressure suddenly increased. The warriors who had been talking wildly just now had regrets that their intestines were about to turn green. They originally thought that the old monk was unconscious and even just a fantasy. Who would have thought that this guy would actually stand up!

It should be fine, right? The obsession left hundreds of thousands of years ago is just how can I stand up to me? Several warriors who just kept talking wildly comforting themselves.

Unfortunately, some words are like water splashed out. If you say it wrong, it means you say it wrong and there is no chance of recovery.

"The human race is not as weak as you think."

"My master said that as long as he is alive, no one can underestimate the human race!"

"Although my master is gone,... if you insult the human race and insult my master, how can I not fulfill my duties as a disciple?"

The old monk actually spoke!

There was a little more sharpness between my eyebrows and eyes!

"This old monk is weird! Let's go up together, take him down, and torture it out of the way to enter Mount Sumeru!" Several crazy-talking warriors naturally would not kneel down and beg for mercy because of the old monk's words, but instead made a ruthless heart and took action together, trying to kill the old monk by surprise!

Unfortunately, they were too underestimating the strength of the old monk after all. The old monk clasped his hands together and shouted angrily. The Buddhist Zen sound formed a golden symbol from his mouth. This symbol was an ancient character created by the Buddha King! The ancient character closest to the Buddha King's Way!

The Zen sound turned into a sword, and several warriors who spoke wildly did not even have the ability to resist. They turned into ashes under the shooting of the ancient golden light characters! Nothing was left behind!

The golden seeds dissipated at the same time, and there was no sound of begging for mercy, shouting, or exclamation, and they died instantly!

Horrible! Very horrible! Extremely horrible!

The four warriors died, all of them were in the Star Lord realm, and they didn't even have the strength to resist and were killed in seconds!

What is this old monk's strength?

The God King? Or, he has already practiced to become a Buddha!

The human race has such a strong man left the world. Once he interferes in civil affairs, how can all races in the world deal with themselves? Who can resist the power of the human race? Who dares not to obey the military's edge?

The gods, demons, demons, ancients, and many small tribes all felt compassion, and a feeling of fear rose from the bottom of their hearts. The human race, a race that has never been looked at directly, brought them a strong sense of oppression for the first time, and it can even be said to be a feeling of closeness to death.

"We have no intention of offending the Buddha King to rest in peace, just because we admire him and dare to come here. Please calm down our anger!" An ancient warrior changed his ruthless hands and put them together with clumsy hands, saying hello to the old monk with the etiquette of the human Buddhist sect.

"Yan Yunni, the son of the Immortal Human Emperor, pay homage to the senior. The Buddha King is the backbone of the human race, and I admire him very much. Now that the new world is open, Xuanhuang is in turmoil. I dare to ask my senior to go to Mount Sumeru and hold the human race. In this way, the day of the human race's prosperity is not far away!" The third prince is shameless and has a good ability to pick on his godfather whenever he sees a chance.

The old monk looked confused again, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was trying hard to recall something and not talking.

After a while, the old monk opened his mouth, "Are you the son of the Immortal Human Emperor? What are the certificates?"

Yan Yunni was overjoyed. The old monk said this to him, and he could see that the old monk was invited down the mountain to assist him in achieving hegemony and prospering the human race. Of course, the most important point is that the immortal royal family will regain its glory. Yan Yunni is the lord of the human race!

The warriors of other gods, demons, demons, and ancient clans looked cold when they saw this. They couldn't imagine how Yan Yunni would deal with themselves if they had become involved with this old monk?

Everyone's mood was moved by the simple words of the old monk. Yan Yun took out a black token, held it respectfully with both hands, lowered his eyebrows and took several steps forward, "This is the token of the Emperor of My Father, which is enough to prove that what I said is not false. Please take a look at it for me."

The old monk nodded, grabbed the big hand in the air, and the black Immortal Emperor token entered his hand.

"Yes, this is indeed the token of the Immortal Human Emperor. It seems that you are indeed the son of the Immortal Human Emperor. In this way, it is still the son of an old friend."

The son of an old friend? These four people are extremely strange! Everyone knows that there have never been two human emperors in the same era! Although this Buddha King is mysterious, the years of enlightenment seem to be tens of thousands of years earlier than the Immortal Human Emperor! How could it be the same era?

As a disciple of the Buddha King, he is naturally a person who appeared tens of thousands of years earlier than the Immortal Human Emperor. How could he be an old friend of the Immortal Human Emperor?

This doesn't make sense at all! It's very strange!

Yan Yunni naturally discovered this, but in the face of great joy, this doubt is not suitable for chasing and fighting, respectfully like a third grandson.

Chen Meng was also speechless. Yan Yunni is the son of the Human Emperor and has excellent qualifications, so that's fine. Unexpectedly, the new world can still be opened and he can still use his "connections". This is a bit too powerful. It seems that no matter which time and space, reincarnation is a technical job.

It is extremely important to have a great man.

Everyone present was either ecstatic, indignant, or worried. Only Chen Meng sneered and watched Yan Yunni as a grandson with a joke mentality. This... seems quite interesting.

But what no one expected was that the old monk's face darkened, and the divine light flashed in his right hand. He grabbed the token of the Immortal Human Emperor into a handful of iron fans!

The token of the Immortal Human Emperor is not only refined by divine materials, but also engraved with the Immortal Human Emperor’s great formation pattern. Even if it is weakened under the power of time, it is unthinkable that it will be broken by the single master!

"Senior! You..." Yan Yunni was shocked and angry, unable to speak. The Human Emperor Token, whether it is ancient or the New World, once it is revealed, will bring him unparalleled glory and respect. How could he never think about today...

"Immortal Human Emperor? That old guy is worthy of being called the Human Emperor? A despicable thing." The old monk's face was as cold as water, and his words were cold.

This old monk suddenly turned against him!
Chapter completed!