Chapter 153： If it exceeds 1 time, the person will be gone.

"Amitabha, the benefactor knows that he has sinned deeply, and he is willing to put down the butcher's knife and accept the transcendence. The merits and virtues are immeasurable!"

Mo Chaantian put the little beast on the ground and said it together.

Snapped!

Then, with a palm shot, the vast Buddha's power surged, instantly destroying the body of the city lord.

Only the spirit of the city lord was left behind.

"Bald, didn't you say don't kill me?"

The city lord roared in terror and anger.

The spirit was about to escape, but a bowl came over and took his spirit inside.

"Donor, why did the poor monk kill you? Destroying your sinful body is to save you, wait for the poor monk to purify your soul and save you to convert to my Buddha!"

If the soul of the city lord could vomit blood, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood at this moment!

Is this the so-called excess?

"I go#%%……"

The city lord Divine Soul cursed in the bowl, and went on a rampage several times, trying to escape.

Mo Lantian ignored the city lord's scolding and came to a small hill.

He sat down with his knees crossed, the bowl on the ground.

The little monster leaned against his leg shivering.

Although this bald head saved it, it was extremely frightened in its heart, and always felt that this bald head was terrifying.

Mo Lantian put his hands together, looked at the bowl and said, "Donor, the poor monk will save you and purify your sins!"

After speaking, he recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, one after another, and floated into the bowl.

"Ah ah ah..."

The city lord Divine Soul shouted, covering his ears with his hands, rolling in the bowl.

"Bald, you kill me, kill me, I don't want you to overdo it!"

It was so scary, so painful, so painful.

"No, benefactor, you must reflect sincerely, and after purifying your sins, you can take refuge in my Buddha!"

The devil continued to chant the scriptures.

"Ah ah ah..."

From the bowl came the miserable howl of the city lord's soul.

Chu Xuan: "!!!"

Is this the way of the devil's chaos?

It's so outright brutal.

Done!

This guy is crooked again, and he can no longer be a serious monk.

Ugh!

Chu Xuan sighed, when Mo Luantian created the mighty Tianlong, he had a hunch that this disciple might be crooked again.

as expected.

I don't know what he learned from the Buddhist scriptures.

The mayor has fallen!

The soul melts, and the death is very uneasy!

Mo Luantian looked at the empty bowl, his eyes lowered, and he recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

"Donor, your sins are too serious. The poor monk has cleaned up your sins, and you are gone. You have no relationship with my Buddha!"

He sighed deeply, full of compassion.

Looking at the little monster.

The little beast shuddered, and hurriedly stretched out his tongue to lick Mo Luantian's leg, expressing that he had a predestined relationship with the Buddha and was willing to take refuge.

It's too scary, if you exceed it, people will be gone!

The devil smiled.

"Goodness, goodness, sit down for the poor monk."

The little beast nodded frantically, the mount is the mount, he doesn't want to be overtaken!

Chu Xuan was speechless.

And he noticed that Mo Chaotian has already reached the second level of the Emperor Realm.

He did not cultivate in the small world, nor did he enter the secret realm of time. The speed at which his cultivation improved was astonishing.

Close Wantian Mirror, and did not continue to pay attention to Morantian.

Received system rewards.

The magic scriptures are magic books, like Buddhist scriptures.

Chu Xuan couldn't help but be speechless. He was ready to turn a demon into a Buddha. Could it be that he wanted to create a demon clan by himself?

Forget it, when you meet a suitable disciple, it is also possible to spread his magic way and create a magic way.

Seeing the changes in Mo Chaantian, Chu Xuan couldn't help but ponder. Both sons of luck, why didn't Ding Yue and Wang Luo have such a huge change?

Of course, the two are extremely talented, and their cultivation speed is not slow.

However, compared with the devil chaos, it seems to be a lot worse.

Perhaps, the children of luck should be freed rather than confined at home.

Staying home can become stronger. For the son of luck, staying home may not be the best way to cultivate.

Even if there is a secret realm of trials, relying on a small world.

As the son of Qi Luck, adhering to Qi Luck, must be in the rush to obtain the transformation and opportunity brought by his Qi Luck.

After Chu Xuan wanted to understand, he decided in his heart to let Ding Yue and Wang Luo go out.

As the son of Nanzhou's luck, Ding Yue may have a big opportunity waiting for him in Nanzhou, and Nanzhou also needs him to bring some changes.

Wang Luo is from Beizhou.

And being divorced and expelled, it's time to go back and shout: Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty?

A child of luck who can't pretend to be forced is not a qualified child of luck.

Moreover, when Ding Yue and Wang Luo went out, they had a better chance to trigger system rewards for themselves.

Today, Dingyue Emperor's three-level cultivation base.

In Nanzhou, no one was his opponent except Du Yuan, who was hiding.

Wang Luo, the second-level peak of the Emperor Realm, is about to break through the third-level Emperor Realm.

Strength is not weak.

Enough to go back to Beizhou and pretend.

Child of Luck is immortal.

Moreover, he will also give him some protection, even if he encounters a strong person in the heavenly realm, he is not afraid.

Su Xian'er forget it.

I still need this little maid to wait around, and she is not the daughter of Zhongzhou's luck.

As for Su Xian'er going back to suppress the enemy and take revenge for the forced marriage, it's not urgent, how many years has she escaped from Zhongzhou?

After thinking about this, Chu Xuan called Ding Yue and Wang Luo over.

"Master!"

"The two of you have cultivated so far, and you dare not say that you are invincible at the same level, and you are also top-notch. You have been staying in a small world, even if you conduct trials, it is not enough."

"It's time to go out and explore."

Chu Xuan said, looked at Wang Luo and said, "I know what happened to your teacher, and I also want to go back to suppress the enemy and vent the grievances in your heart. You can go back."

Wang Luo's eyes were red, and after breaking through the Emperor Realm, he had this idea.

With his strength and talent, especially now, even if he is an emperor, he can already refine Tiandan.

Looking at the entire Northern Territory, who can compare to himself?

"Master, this disciple will definitely revive the power of the master's gate!"

Wang Luobai fell to the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times.

"Although you have great luck, you can turn bad luck into good luck, but since you are a teacher and disciple, you will be given some protection."

With a wave of Chu Xuan's hand, a force manifested.

It was a human figure, whose appearance was unclear, and it was directly integrated into Wang Luo's body.

"This is a ray of strength given to you by the teacher. It will keep you safe in the realm of the gods, but you must not become arrogant and lose your sense of awe because of this."

"Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands I respectfully follow the teacher's teachings!"

Wang Luo respectfully said.

The master only gave himself such an invincible power under the realm of the gods, to make himself feel in awe, and at the same time, don't do anything wrong because of this power.

Master is really well-intentioned!

"This power is also limited in number of times. I hope you will understand the good intentions of being a teacher."

Chu Xuan said, waved his hand again, and put a mark into his soul.

and pass him a mark.

That is the mark of the Soul Chasing Dao Bow.

"If necessary, you can put this mark on the enemy, or on the ban, no matter how far apart, in any secret realm, the teacher will take action to destroy the enemy or ban with the mark!"

Wang Luo respectfully kowtowed three times again.