Chapter 1341: Quota

Chapter 1341 Quota
"You can't kill Lao Na, and Lao Na can't kill you either." The bitter Buddha put his hands together, bowed to the floating road, and said softly "Amitabha Buddha".
Hearing this, Fu Kongdao frowned, and the expression in his eyes gradually became cold. There was a little dissatisfaction and disgust in his eyes, it seemed that he felt quite troublesome and troublesome for the appearance of the bitter Buddha.
"What are you doing here again?" Fu Kong Dao frowned and frowned, with dissatisfaction in his eyes, and asked coldly: "Bitter Buddha, Dao Master is broad-minded and doesn't want to care about you. But, don't you either. I don’t know how to promote, I am here to anger Dao Master! Otherwise, Dao Master will definitely kill you!"
When the floating air master said this, his tone was full of cold murderous intent, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the voice of Titicaca was endless. Centered on the body of the long floating path, a thin layer of ice crystals formed, exuding bursts of cold air.
however.
Hearing the words of Fu Kong Daochang, the bitter Buddha not only didn't panic at all, he didn't even change his face. I saw the bitter Buddha put his hands together, and said lightly: "Amitabha Buddha, floating in the air, Lao Na has already told you that you and I are one. You can't kill Lao Na, and Lao Na can't kill you. You and I can only survive Go on, if any one of them dies, you and I have to see the Buddha!"
Speaking of this, the bitter Buddha slowly closed his eyes.
The look on his face was thoughtful.
Hearing the words of the bitter Buddha, the voice of the long floating path was slightly stagnant, as if his throat was pinched, and the words he was about to say were also stuck in his throat, like a throat.
"Then..." The leader of the floating space pondered for a moment, and asked quietly: "Old bald donkey, what are you doing with me today? Are you trying to sabotage Dao's plan? I advise you to save it, it is already The arrow is on the string and I have to send it. Even you can't change anything!"
"No." Hearing the words of the long floating path, the bitter Buddha shook his head and said faintly: "Lao Na is not here to hinder you this time, but there is one thing. I hope you can agree."
"Oh?"
As soon as he said this, Mr. Fu Kong Dao raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed curiosity: "Hehe, the sun is really coming out from the west. Unexpectedly, you will have a day to beg Daoye? Well, you say it. Listen, maybe Master Dao is in a good mood, he agreed!"
Hearing this, the bitter Buddha pondered for a moment.
Afterwards, I saw him put his hands together and said softly: "You guys, let Lao Na come out!"
"Yes, Master." As soon as the voice fell, three figures suddenly appeared from the corner of the island. These three people walked steadily, strode out from the corner, and then stood firmly between the bitter Buddha and the long floating path.
Of these three people, the one on the left is a fat man with big ears, estimated to be two to three hundred catties, like a walking meat ball. But his face was with a kind smile, wearing a yellow robe, and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.
The person on the right is a thin man who is thin and thin like wood. The man's face was full of fierce energy, and the cold light surging in the narrow eyes, flashing with the cold light that caught people. He is wearing a gray robe and a string of red Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.
As for the person in the middle, it seems much more normal.
Although his appearance is average, his overall momentum is extraordinary. Like the other two, he has a string of Buddhist beads hanging from his neck.
All three of them are dressed as monks.
If Yang Chen were here at this moment, he would be surprised, because these three were not others, they were the three guardians of the imperial court!
"The poor monk is cold in the autumn..."
"Poor monk and high smoke cannon..."
"Poor monk Lu Changshui..."
"I have seen a floating donor! Amitabha!"
The three people gave a long salute to the floating road at the same time, with respectful expressions on their faces.
Seeing these three people, the long floating path was taken aback. He raised his eyelids, looked at the bitter Buddha curiously, and asked suspiciously: "Old bald donkey, you are so good, bring these three little guys here. What are you doing? What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"
The bitter Buddha said calmly: "These three disciples of Lao Na have followed Lao Na for many years, but Lao Na has nothing to teach them, so... Lao Na wants the three of them to go to a wider world!"
As soon as he said this, the long floating path was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes showed a suspicious look: "What do you mean?"
The bitter Buddha chuckled and said, "There are still a hundred years to come. The fight for those keys will begin? You give me three qualifications for these three disciples, and let them fight too! Old Na, only three. No quota, other than that!"
"You think it's pretty!" As soon as the words came out, the leader of the air suddenly laughed: "Do you know how noble this place is? How many people are staring at this place! Only when they get the key , It is considered to have the qualifications to enter the higher planes! It is to be considered to have the qualifications to participate in the plane wars! I have given Yang Chen a preset quota, which is already beyond my principle, you still want me to give them Three places? Dreaming!"
"Amitabha Buddha, you have already given Yang Chen a place, even if you give them three more places, what's the harm?" The bitter Buddha smiled slightly and said, "Floating, you can't refuse Lao Na, otherwise, you know if Lao Na is What are the consequences if you try your best..."
As soon as he said this, Fu Kong Daochang's face changed.
The anger in his eyes suddenly poured out.
But his expression became hesitant, as if he was thinking seriously about the words of the bitter Buddha.
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Shura.
The battle between Yang Chen and the ancestor Asura continued.
Let alone the huge movement caused by the collision between the Immortal Extinguishing God Lotus and the sky thunder, almost destroying the entire Asura clan into shape. Looking around, the originally prosperous and majestic Shura holy land was already devastated and dilapidated. The main hall in the center was also blasted into ruins by the explosion. Countless Asura people were submerged in the ruins and lost their lives.
The red blood stained the earth red.
The soaring smell filled the surroundings.
After the dust dissipated, the figures of Yang Chen and the ancestor Asura were gradually exposed to the air, and Yang Chen was still standing intact. The ancestor Shura on the opposite side looked embarrassed. His clothes were destroyed by the explosion and turned into torn cloth strips. His body was covered with blood stains, and he was originally handsome. Her long, crimson hair became even more black at the moment, exuding an unpleasant smell.
The Blood Prison Shura Spear had already been broken at some point, and it became tattered.