"Feng Ting! What do you mean?"

Outside Tianwei Foshan, nearly three thousand Heavenly Emperor Buddhas wearing black cassocks surrounded the Black Bone Buddha and Hao Ren. The terrifying Buddha power swept across the world, causing the roar of heaven and earth to tremble.

The Black Nether Bone Buddha looked at Feng Ting, who was practicing Buddhism indifferently. He held a black Buddha staff in his hand and was solemn in Dharma. He was the leader of the three thousand Buddha practices, and he was also the domain Buddha guarded by the Tianwei Buddha Realm.

The Western Buddha has domain Buddhas in the five realms of ancient heaven. They are ancient Buddhas in charge of a region, such as the Blood Buddha in the Prison Realm, which is the domain Buddha in the Prison Realm.

They are above many powerful families and temples, and only obey the instructions of the realm master. They are one of the most powerful people in the realm.

Fengting in front of you is one of the four major Buddhas in the Tianwei Buddha Realm.

"Hei Ming, I want to ask you, what is the purpose of coming to Tianwei Foshan in my Tianwei Buddha Realm?"

Feng Ting said indifferently: "Although I don't believe you will have something to do with the prison cultivator, my behavior is puzzled. This is the holy land of the Tianwei Buddha Realm. No Buddhist cultivator dares to come. Only the prison cultivator will have ideas about it."

Hao Ren's face turned cold on one side. Is this clear that he was given a hat to frame the problem? He was given a hat to be a prisoner and cultivator just when he came to Tianwei Foshan?

Even if Hao Ren is not good at observing people's hearts, he realizes that the bastard in front of him must have a unclear relationship with the prison cultivator, otherwise how could he bring so many people here with great fanfare?

However, Hao Ren was very clever and didn't say anything, just waiting aside.

The Black Nether Bone Buddha looked at Feng Ting coldly and said, "What a big hat. Tianwei Foshan is the holy place in the hearts of all Buddhas in the ancient heavens of the West Buddha. What's wrong with me coming here to worship? Monks do not tell lies, what's your intention to frame the blame like this!"

"It's true to see it, don't blame me."

Feng Ting's expression was always indifferent, and he said, "Are you two surrendering and following me back, or are you planning to resist stubbornly?"

The Black Nether Bone Buddha narrowed his eyes slightly. Are you ready to tear his face?

He had learned through many news that the realm master of the Tianwei Buddha Realm and the realm master of the Prison Realm have both become prison cultivators, and the realm Buddha he led is naturally prison cultivator. At present, only the Thousand Buddha Realm and the Star Curtain Realm are relatively peaceful, but the internal chaos is also very complicated.

The Black Nether Bone Buddha had known it a long time ago, and Feng Ting also knew that he had investigated his identity and knew his true situation well. Therefore, Feng Ting would be so sure that the Black Nether Bone Buddha was not a prison cultivator.

But the two of them were tacitly informed.

The Black Nether Bone Buddha has no conclusive evidence or confidence to expose Feng Ting. In addition, the world master with the Heavenly Curtain Buddha Realm is helpless. If it is revealed, he will even be deemed to be a prison cultivator. Therefore, the Black Nether Bone Buddha has never made any rash moves.

Feng Ting also knew this, so he was unscrupulous.

At this moment, Feng Ting's words made the Black Nether Bone Buddha feel a little alert.

Is he planning to tear his face and do it directly? Why is this? Could it be because of Xing Yu?

The Black Nether Bone Buddha thought left and right, and it is very likely that this is the case.

Because Xing Yu refined a large number of prison wheel relics, it is likely that the Blood Prison Bodhisattva became suspicious and did not dare to be arrogant, so as to avoid being careless and losing Jingzhou.

I simply asked for a reason and eliminated them in one go!

"If Xing Yu brought back the Tianwei Shixu Tree, he would not be afraid. If he couldn't bring it back, it would be troublesome." The Black Nether Bone Buddha's expression slightly condensed.

If Xing Yu brought back the Tianwei Chuan Sutra Tree, it doesn't matter if he tear his face apart. When the "The Supreme Heaven and the Supreme Buddha Emperor Pure World Formation" is opened, all the prison cultivators will be revealed. No matter how they tell and make excuses, they will be pale and powerless. At that time, they can respond with one call and take down all the prison cultivators.

If you cannot bring back the Tianwei Shishi Sutra Tree, you will be targeted this time and will be unable to move forward in the future and may even be forcibly erased!

The Black Nether Bone Buddha believes that the Bodhisattva of Blood Prison will not allow them to survive!

"What should I do with Senior Hei Ming?" Hao Ren said in a voice, gently holding the giant knife behind his back with his palm.

The Black Nether Bone Buddha frowned and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I resisted stubbornly? How could I say this to the weak people?"

A slow chuckle came, and Xing Yu appeared silently in front of Hei Ming Bone Buddha and Hao Ren.

He was wearing a white robe, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at the appearance of all living beings.

The arrogance that ranks above the sky makes him the center of attention no matter where he is.

Even the power of the three thousand Buddhas at this moment cannot cover up its sharpness.

The Black Nether Bone Buddha Hao Ren smiled at the face. Xing Yu appeared at this time. Has the matter been successful?

Feng Ting's eyes tightened and he looked at Xing Yu with a little horror. Although his aura was introverted, his unfathomable invincible momentum made Feng Ting's scalp numb and he didn't dare to look at it.

"No wonder I can kill Di Xin and make the Blood Prison Bodhisattva pay so much attention to it. Even if I consume that thing, I have to take it down. This guy is much more terrifying than the rumor."

Feng Ting learned a lot of news, so he came.

When he saw Xing Yu, he confirmed many speculations and did not dare to have any slightest desire to see him.

"Amitabha, it turns out that donor Luo is here, so it's easy for me to find. I thought you had escaped." Feng Ting clasped his hands together and looked at Xing Yu indifferently.

"Escape? You prison cultivator should be the ones you should escape. Why should I escape?"

Xing Yu's eyes were deep and bright, but they were filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

"It's best not to escape, but I can take you back with you and get rid of it!"

Feng Ting no longer concealed it, and the cold light in his eyes sucked and spitted. The solemn expression of Dharma instantly turned into a terrifying demon. The momentum changed, making it filled with a breath of destruction.

"I know that you are unfathomable, but I am prepared for it today, so don't be arrogant."

"Preparation? Come, let me see how prepared you are, so that you have such great confidence."

A smile appeared on the corner of Xing Yu's mouth, leisurely and leisurely, with unconcealed contempt.

Feng Ting's expression remained unchanged, and he knew that Xing Yu was arrogant and would not be disturbed by him at all. He snorted coldly, and held up the Buddha's staff in his hand, and in an instant, three thousand Buddhas were practicing movements around him, directly combining them into a mysterious and bizarre Buddhist emperor formation.

The Buddha Emperor formation was centered on Fengting and the Buddha staff in Fengting's hand as the center, and the terrifying Buddha light was instantly permeated.

The Buddha's light burst into the sky like a pillar, but strangely, the light did not spread very far away, and seemed to be confined to the vast void.

Saw!

It can be seen from the naked eye that countless cracks appeared in the sky. The moment the cracks appeared, they were suddenly spread all over the world like spider webs, covering the radius of thousands of miles, as if they were covered with the sky curtain Foshan, and directly closed.

At the center of the crack, a brilliant golden light shone, followed by the ancient bell that resounded through the long and distant bell sound.

The ancient bell is about ten feet wide and tall, and is covered with blue crows, dense Buddha patterns and silky ghost-like drawing marks, all of which are printed on the ancient bell. It seems that this is not an ancient bell, but a devil Buddha from the abyss of hell!
Chapter completed!