In the place of shelter, the louder and louder bells finally began to seriously affect Feng Lingyun and Shang Qing.

Leng Hao could only try his best to maintain a formation that isolates sound, but this formation is not very useful for the sound of the Great Dao.

Although the big clock was damaged, he was under full attack from two masters whose cultivation was as powerful as the celestial immortals, and there was no sign of breaking.

The sound wave oscillation makes the surrounding storms and tsunami even bigger.

Leng Hao's brows were frowning deeply, and he never stretched out. He didn't expect that he would be so unlucky, and he could also encounter a battle between two madmen here.

At this time, both Sha Pojun and Future Supreme Buddha were seriously injured. Sha Pojun had the Heaven-Swallowing Millet, and Future Supreme Buddha also had the Buddha's Kingdom in his palm to restore him.

Now the two are fighting to consume, and it depends on who can't hold on.

Overall, Sha Pojun lost. He used the innate top-grade spiritual treasure of the Heaven-Swallowing Millet and the damaged innate treasure, but he only tied with the Future Supreme Buddha. However, the Future Supreme Buddha had never used any spiritual treasures.

There is no spiritual treasure in Buddhism? This is impossible, but the Supreme Buddha in the future has shocked all his skills. Even now, he still has the confidence and does not need to use spiritual treasures.

With such a big noise here, the Blood Shark Clan and the Buddhist side have already received news.

The Supreme Buddha of the Future knew that there would be no situation between him and Sha Pojun, and the masters on both sides were actually watching, and they would stop them until the Daoji was damaged.

In this case, the Supreme Buddha of the Future did not use too many methods and just kept his secret. Anyway, he had a draw with Sha Pojun without using Lingbao, and no one would dare to underestimate him.

The bell was getting louder and louder, and when Feng Lingyun and Shang Qing were gradually unable to bear it, a sigh clearly came into the ears of everyone in the bell.

An old monk with kind eyes and white hair appeared above the big bell.

The old monk held the Buddhist ritual and gently took a photo on the top of the big bell with his left hand.

The soft power was emitted on the big bell, and the future Supreme Buddha and Sha Pojun were both pushed away by this soft power.

The old monk could see the extraordinaryness of this big bell. No one could sacrifice this big bell. At this time, he could take it for himself with just one touch of his hand.

However, the old monk did not take it and pushed the bell to Sha Pojun, using soft power.

The big clock stopped in front of Sha Pojun, and Sha Pojun woke up from the killing. Just as he was looking at the old monk vigilantly, a middle-aged man also appeared beside him.

"Pojun, it's done well," the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Uncle, but I still lost." Sha Pojun said with his head down. He was in a bad mood. The Supreme Buddha of the Future had never used the spiritual treasure.

"No, if I'm right, this kid should be the future master of all Buddhas. He is the second most important thing to practice Buddhist techniques, and spiritual treasures are the best way to subdue demons," said the middle-aged man.

"Two donors, what if this draw is tied? Let's retreat," the old monk said.

"Haha, if we lose, we lose. You bald Buddhist donkeys are really hypocritical," the middle-aged man said very generously. What he said to the old monk was completely different from what he said to Sha Pojun.

He encouraged Sha Pojun because he did not want Sha Pojun to lose confidence. He admitted it openly whether to win or lose.

Leng Hao saw the two powerful people appearing here, both of whom were masters at the peak of the immortals. He wanted to leave this place of right and wrong and quickly leave with the place of shelter.

"Haha, there is still a little fish here," the middle-aged man said with a smile, frowned, and reached out to grab Leng Hao.

The middle-aged man appeared in a place of refuge, and it was obvious that this middle-aged man was very interested in it.

The large cloud formation in the place of refuge is not something that can be broken by ordinary means. The middle-aged man's casual blow returns in vain.

The middle-aged man was a little confused. As the peak master of the Blood Shark tribe in recent years, he also had his own pride.

Leng Hao complained secretly in his heart. If he were in other places, the peak of the immortals would not have thought of discovering the existence of a place of refuge, but here, the space would be too unstable.

The middle-aged man set off a tide of energy and sucked back the shelter.

Leng Hao had no choice but to come out of the place where he escaped.

"Boy Leng Hao, I have seen the Buddha," as soon as Leng Hao came out, he bowed to the old monk.

Leng Hao is also a human race, so this old monk wouldn't have watched him bullied the small by this middle-aged man.

"Leng Hao?" The name sounds a bit familiar now.

The old monk ignored foreign affairs and was not clear about it, but the future Supreme Buddha knew that before the old monk spoke, he told the old monk the specific news about Leng Hao.

Leng Hao worked hard next to Long Bingyu and tied with Leng Feng. There were all these things. Many people in the human race called him a traitor.

"It turned out to be you, that's right. A few days ago, the Supreme Elder came to the Dragon Palace and wanted to invite you to join our demon clan, but you disappeared. Now you are just right to go back with me," said the middle-aged man.

Leng Hao looked at the old monk and ignored the middle-aged man's words. He could not return to the demon clan. He would not contribute to the demon clan, and the demon clan might not be able to tolerate him.

"Little donor, you are a good material and beautiful jade, but you don't want to contribute to the human race. Instead, you help the evil people. Now you are suffering endlessly. Turning back is the shore. Entering my Buddhist temple, you will wash away all your sins," the old monk said.

"Damn," Leng Hao cursed in his heart. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man from the Blood Shark Clan wanted him to go to the Demon Clan, and the old monk here also took the opportunity to ask him to join the Buddhist sect.

Leng Hao could not go to these two places. Buddhism is not bad, and its morality is a bit negative, but it can be regarded as guiding people to be kind. It is just that it is inconsistent with Leng Hao's own Taoism. If he goes to Buddhism, it will be difficult for him to attain enlightenment and he will not want to be bound by Buddhism.

"You are full of concern, but you can't do everything in nothing, but you can't join the Buddhist sect. Thank you for your kindness," Leng Hao said.

The old monk smiled and was not disappointed by Leng Hao's refusal.

"Boy, let's go back with me. I'm interested in some things on you," the middle-aged man said. He was also very jealous of the blood lotus on Leng Hao's body. For the Blood Shark Clan, the twelve-grade blood lotus is also the supreme treasure.

Leng Hao took out the full moon scimitar. At this time, his mother and the others were all in a shelter and were not worried about their safety. Leng Hao did not have much worries.

Although he is not the opponent of the peak master of the immortals, if Leng Hao is determined to escape, it will not be a big deal.

Of course, the premise for escaping is that Leng Hao is alone. If he is taken to hide from the world, he will not be able to get rid of this master at the peak of the immortals.

When the middle-aged man saw Leng Hao take out the full moon scimitar, he smiled on his face, but he looked at it with disdain.

Leng Hao did not attack the middle-aged man. He knew there would be no result. He just started to stir up the violent energy around him with the full moon scimitar.

The violent energy that was previously comforted by the old monk is now starting to boil again.

Leng Hao asked the shelter to fly north first, and he himself stayed here.

The middle-aged man brought Sha Pojun to Leng Hao's side.

The blood lotus appeared on Leng Hao's body, and the attack from the peak master of the immortal did not break the blood lotus' defense.

On the surface of the blood lotus, even a raging fire was ignited.

The middle-aged man used a lot of tricks, but he found that he could not break the defense of the Blood Lotus. This made him embarrassed and furious, and his greed towards the Blood Lotus became deeper.

When the middle-aged man couldn't do anything to Leng Hao, he took action to stop the escaped place.

Leng Hao stirred up the violent energy around him, intending to break the enemy's blockade, but failed to achieve the effect.

Leng Hao also used a lot of solutions, but his cultivation level was too low and the enemy was too strong. He had the blood lotus to protect his body and was not afraid of the enemy's attacks, but he could not do anything to the enemy. Although the full moon scimitar was sharp, it was just an acquired spiritual treasure after all, and he could not help him ignore the huge gap in cultivation level.

In the end, even though Leng Hao had the power of endless ancient stars to replenish, the immortal energy in his body was consumed a lot. He could not imagine that he had to return to the place where he was sheltered.

A place where sheltered and the defense of the Blood Lotus made the middle-aged man unable to do anything about it.

During the whole process, neither the old monk nor the Future Supreme Buddha left, and kept watching, the Future Supreme Buddha was also healing.

Obviously, the old monk hoped that Leng Hao would choose to join Buddhism when he could not bear the pressure.

Leng Hao is a good material and beautiful jade, and Buddhism also has its own brainwashing skills. Leng Hao will definitely become a good guardian of Buddhism.

The middle-aged man didn't believe that he would be unable to do anything about this place of refuge. He even used the Heaven-Swallowing Millet, but it still didn't have much effect.

At this time, the middle-aged man also set his sights on the big bell.

Although the big bell was damaged, no one could recognize that it was originally an innate treasure. However, as long as it was not a blind man, everyone knew that this big bell was definitely a treasure. If it was intact, it would be a middle-aged man's guess, and it would be a congenital top-grade spiritual treasure. As for the innate treasure, he dared not think that it would be hard to imagine that it would be broken into such a way. How could the innate top-grade spiritual treasure be damaged?

The sky-swallowing millstone attacked the Blood Lotus. The middle-aged man held a big bell in his hand and knocked heavily outside the large cloud formation in the sheltered place.

The middle-aged man himself was closest to the big bell, and he was shocked by the sound of the bell, and his blood was churning.

In the place of seclusion, Leng Hao saw the movements outside, and he had already blocked all the divine senses of his mother and Shang Qing. However, the slightly frowning brows of Leng Hao still let Leng Hao know that the sound of the bell still affected them.

After ringing a few times, the middle-aged man felt a little unbearable. He thought for a while and set up some restrictions around the big bell, and then left the big bell outside the big sea of ​​cloud formation. He hit the big bell with his true energy in the distance.

Being far away from the big clock, it is also the peak cultivation level of the immortal. The impact of this bell on the middle-aged man is minimal.
Chapter completed!