The other eleven great monks were all in a daze, not knowing what to do.

After a while, their senior brother swelled up into a pig's head.

"boom!"

He Xiaotian threw the dust on the ground and continued.

"Read it to me."

Then he turned to look at the other eleven people with a fierce look on his face, "What are you doing waiting around if you don't chant sutras?"

Seeing this, Liao Chen's junior brothers shivered violently.

After that, one of them immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the relic in his hand and started chanting sutras.

"At that time, the saintly girl set up various methods to persuade her mother to have the right view. However, the mother-in-law did not fully believe in it. She died soon after and her soul fell into the hell of eternity. At that time, the Brahmin girl knew her mother was still alive and did not believe in cause and effect.

.....”

The golden scriptures once again filled the entire room, leaving the people watching the live broadcast speechless.

"Yes, children can be taught." He Xiaotian looked at the upper left corner of his sight, nodded and said with an old scholar's attitude.

I was beaten to death, and my heart was filled with sadness.

I provoked whomever I provoked!

Great Demon King, you forced me to do this.

Ignoring the pain on his face, Liao Chen took out a relic that shone with colorful lights from his arms. It was really beautiful.

This is a thing given to him by the person behind him. Once he encounters danger, he can use it to avert death.

I didn't want to use it originally, so I planned to keep this thing.

Now?

The big brother of Elysium who is so slapped in the face that he will make a fool of himself if he doesn’t save his face and acts as the vanguard of the army in the central region?

As soon as this object was taken out, the faint sound of chanting sutras filled the entire room, instantly suppressing the voices of the eleven great monks.

The peaceful atmosphere spreads throughout the space, as if a Buddha full of great wisdom has descended here.

But before Chen could make any move, a big hand suddenly stretched out.

It was taken away in one handful.

Take it away...

Take it away...

Take it away...

Walk...

Already...

..

.

The anger in Chen's chest was extinguished by He Xiaotian with a pop. He originally planned to give the big devil a hard blow, but he was snatched away by someone halfway. Is there anyone more unlucky than him in the world?

?

He always felt like God was playing tricks on him, and at this moment he was filled with an emotion called regret. If he had known this, why did he do it in the first place! When he came in, he should have taken out the relic and directly used his ultimate move to kill the opponent.

Why bother to have the life-saving trump card that you have been holding back for a long time and never revealed in front of the junior brothers, let someone take it away with one move? Now it is like a rootless duckweed, being manipulated at will.

"Snapped!"

Just when I had no love left in this world, I received another slap on the forehead.

"Recite sutras."

I miss your grandma!!

Liao Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was fighting for his life. After standing up, he stared at He Xiaotian, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and started to chant sutras in accordance with the rhythm of his juniors.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. I will record today's events for the time being. Don't let me escape, otherwise I will pay for it a hundred times in the future.

If He Xiaotian could hear his voice, I'm afraid his wish would be granted. Great monk, you are too naive. The grass on the grave of anyone who offends me, the Great Demon King, will be at least three feet high.

Do you still want to escape?

Go to sleep, whatever you want in your dreams will be there.

"What is this thing?" He Xiaotian asked Liao Chen who was chanting sutras, but he was ignored.

"Snapped--"

"What are you going to do?"

Liao Chen glared.

"I'm asking you something!"

"This is the relic of Arhat."

I can't stand it anymore, I'm not a man of bliss anyway, I'm just a boneless scum in your hands, useless.

"Snapped----"

The great monk received another slap on the forehead, which made him extremely painful.

I saw Chen raising his head and looking at him doubtfully with his face that was swollen like a pig's head.

What are you doing riding on the horse again?

"Recite sutras!"

"puff--"

It has to be said that He Xiaotian's abilities were so strong that Liao Chen couldn't even breathe. His vision went dark and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

I have never seen anyone bullying a monk like this.

For the person named He, they are all enemies anyway, and you can slap him to death without batting an eye.

There is one sentence that he personally agrees with all the time.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Therefore, enemy ≠ person!

Just go to death.

Everyone in the live broadcast room had their mouths twitching. If you treat someone like this, you might as well kill this bald lad with a knife.

Just when He Xiaotian was about to ask the magical crowd watching the live broadcast how many spiritual energy crystals this thing was worth, the Arhat relic in his hand suddenly opened with cracks.

"?!"

"Wow————"

Broken.

Immediately afterwards, the room was filled with fragrance, and golden flowers appeared from nothingness.

The golden scriptures in the room disappeared one by one like ice and snow melting.

Thousands of feet of golden light erupted, making people unable to open their eyes.

A person suddenly emerged from the broken Arhat relic.

No, it's a bald gourd.

This man is sitting cross-legged in mid-air. He has extremely long beard and hair, and he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

The only shortcoming is probably that he is a little malnourished, and his body under the cassock is as thin as a skin and bones, as if he could be blown over by any gust of wind.

"I am..."

Before the old monk who emerged from the Arhat's relics had finished speaking, He Xiaotian stepped forward, raised his arm high, and slapped him down.

"Snapped----"

The thin old monk, who was sitting upright in the air, suppressed the rest of his words and covered the right side of his face with an expression like "What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!