The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Not here!"

"None here!"

In the world of Buddhism, countless lantern-burning temple gatemen turned every corner of this world, and even the remaining three holy Buddhas were alarmed and went out to join the search team.

However, nothing!

That fake HC disappeared without a trace!

"Where is he?"

"Who is this person?"

These two questions bothered everyone.

After learning that this false HC entered the world of Buddhism, he walked around and talked with a group of masters of Dan Tao about Dan. After talking and laughing, the monks were even more shocked.

How can there be such a bold person in this world?

He's only one of six robbers, isn't he afraid of dying here?

After the saints learned that, there was an urge to vomit blood.

This guy is so bold and clearly provoking them to burn the lantern temple.

"Do not quit them to catch the demon with the surname Tang. This demon has made a comeback in recent years. It is said that it came from the starry sky in the lower realm, but it is very powerful. Even the eldest son of the sky is not as good as him."

"He has the robe of King Baoyuewang Buddha on his body, and he also made the body of King Baoyueguang. This is the reason why he did not arrest him. This matter was discussed by us. I thought it was just a six-robber junior. Let him go alone, and bring a few young disciples, want them to take this experience."

"The wicked surname Tang? How powerful is that fake Huicong will be him?"

Several holy Buddhas discussed for a while, and one holy Buddha suspected that the surname Tang was coming.

"No! It's true that this kid is really good, but it's not that great!"

The rest of the holy Buddhas still couldn't believe it.

He did not rob the sacred Buddha to chase down this kid, but he was unsuccessful. Instead, he was used by the kid and sneaked into his burning lamp temple. He took the opportunity to snatch an incense body and escaped...

This sounds incredible!

The demon with the surname Tang is not three heads and six arms, can it be so powerful!

They are more willing to believe that this is a seven-robber old monster, deliberately concealing cultivation behavior.

After searching a few times and still having no results, they gave up temporarily, blocked the exit, and waited for the return of the Holy Buddha.

At this time, in the funeral abyss, a scolding battle is ongoing.

"Old bald donkey, do you agree?"

Roared the demon soul.

"Huh! The holy Buddha in the burning lantern temple in this hall, will you convince you of a demon's misrepresentation, come here if you have a species! Continue to practice! I see how you refine me!" The Buddha groaned angrily.

He sat cross-legged, a golden dragon cassock had been broken, his face was like golden paper, and the corners of his mouth were more bloodied, and he looked very embarrassed.

At this moment, there was a golden light floating in front of him. It was this golden light that opened a circle of light curtain to protect him.

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

In his heart, a raging flame was burning in flames.

But he was out of breath, not for anything else, just for the sake of sighing, he couldn't obey.

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

Demon Soul is also coming.

This old bald donkey was like the stone in the pit, stinky and hard. After playing for a long time, it made him tired and half dead.

"Do you agree?"

The demon roared again.

"Not convinced!"

The monk was not angry.

Such conversations are constantly repeated.

At the beginning, both of them had a very hard tone, and their needles pointed at Maimang.

But gradually, the tone of both of them fell.

They were all tired and fought so long, both sides were exhausted.

The non-monk monk used up a lot of means. With the last Buddha reliance, the devil soul, the imperial envoys and the puppets also needed to spend their energy. After playing for so long, the energy was almost consumed. .

"Eh! Old bald donkey, why are you so stubborn?

Demon Soul is not good.

He looked at the old bald donkey, only to realize that he had suffered blood mold for eight lifetimes.

How can you run into such an old bald donkey? If you change to a Taoist who repairs immortals, he will have won it. As for tired vomiting blood.

"This hall is burning lantern temple..."

The monk yawned and cut his teeth, shouting angrily.

"Stop and stop, I know you are a person in Landeng Temple. You have said it thousands of times. You are not annoying. I am bothered. Why! Landeng Temple is amazing! You can injustice others and just provoke me. Alright?"

The demon shouted.

"Who has wronged you!" the monk said coldly.

"You! Didn't you injustice me for nothing for the first time!"

"Where have I wronged you, aren't you the kid's elder brother, if not, why did you cover him and fight with me for so long, let him run away." The monk said no anger.

"What kid, big brother, don't talk nonsense, I have lived here for thousands of years, I haven't recognized any kid, why did you start with you, it is not because you are provocative. The most annoying thing in my life is you. Groups of bald donkeys, big and small, are all virtuous."

"Last time I met a little bald donkey, just like you, no, it's even more abominable than you. You said that you bald donkeys are so annoying!"

"What a little bald donkey?" The monk stunned.

In the Pangu world, there should be few Buddhas repaired, even less powerful.

"It's the little bald donkey! Like you, no, it's a little different. You don't have hair. He has. He wears a supreme cassock. The Buddha light on him is dazzling than you." Mohun said.

When he thought of the little bald donkey, he hated his teeth again.

"What? Supreme cassock?"

When the monk stopped listening, he was ignorant.

"Yes!" said Demon Soul. "If it weren't for that cassock, I would have cleaned him up already. By the way, you are all bald donkeys, shouldn't they be together!"

"Is the little bald donkey still very young, and looks pretty?"

If you don't abstain from the monk's consciousness, her face becomes difficult to look.

"Yes! Are you really with him!" Demon Soul said.

The monk listened and stayed for a long time.

Then, his face twisted a little, could not help whimpering, and bleed out blood.

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

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! My holy Buddha in Dengdengsi Temple was actually planted in such a low-level trick!" The monk without a guard covered his chest and smiled bitterly.

"What do you mean?" Demon Sore wondered.

"Haha! Do you still not understand? The little bald donkey you mentioned, the boy who brought me in, is actually a person!" The monk sneered at the evil spirit with a sneer.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, the Demon Soul suddenly froze.

He was completely frozen there, like petrification.

This old bald donkey chasing the kid, is that abominable little bald donkey?

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

His face twitched, and his expression became very exciting.

If it weren't for his soul, he would have swollen blood three liters at this moment and spit blood and died.

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

Then, a loud roar came out from this abyss, resounding through the world.