Chapter 1562 (1/2)

Greedy wolf and tianxuanzi were holding their arms and proudly inclined to the people of the three holy gates with an iron face.

Although the three holy gates did not participate in the killing of Ding Ning on the surface, they must have their shadow behind them.

Those who dress up as ordinary casual practitioners can't have no disciples of the three holy gates. Unfortunately, even if the top leaders of the three holy gates shed blood in their hearts, they can only watch the disciples under the gate be ruthlessly killed. They don't dare to stand up and say no. otherwise, the target of the butcher's knife may be them.

Although they are high-level and highly trained martial artists, they dare not take any rash action when facing the soldier front of wolf riding.

Success is bound, failure is bound.

If it wasn't for the enchantment, they wouldn't be afraid of wolves, but if it wasn't for the enchantment, they wouldn't dare to kill the powerful.

They can only swallow the bitter fruit they brew silently.

Tianji ZiZhai is kind-hearted, but he also knows that he has no position and no reason to persuade Ding Ning to stop. After all, these people have done too much.

Aruna sighed softly, turned her head and stopped looking, but she didn't mean to stop Ding Ning from killing.

After all, she was really angry this time. If Ding Ning didn't have two brushes, the dead man would be his grandson.

The great shaman looked at the wolf riding with fiery eyes. This is the glory and glory of the demon family. Even if the people full of intrigues and tricks die, what does it have to do with him.

As for Xiang Tiange, he fought in the battlefield all his life and saw countless dead people, just killing thousands of people. He didn't pay attention at all. Although he was curious about where Ding Ning came from so many spiritual pets, he wouldn't ask more. After all, there are many secrets about this boy.

The monks of Tianyin Temple kept reading amitabha in their mouths. They looked compassionate, but they didn't have the courage to dissuade. They chose neutrality before, and now they don't have any qualification to favor any party.

Who knows if they will annoy the little murderer and crack their bald heads. Although the Buddha feeds the eagle and preaches that I don't go to hell and who goes to hell, they still can't reach the height of Buddha's thought, otherwise they would have become Buddhas.

However, the little monk Wuxiang was really kind and compassionate. Despite the obstruction of his elders, he ran to Ding Ning and begged for those people.

”Wu Xiang, what do you do? Murderers always kill people. They asked for it.”

Before Ding Ning spoke, the pudding came forward and grabbed Wu Xiang. They traveled all the way and had a good friendship. He was afraid that Ding Ning would kill Wu Xiang in anger.

”Amitabha, heaven has the virtue of living well. Only by putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha can we cultivate the supreme fruit industry and enter heaven.”

The little monk Wuxiang is very stubborn. Despite the obstruction of pudding, he said with firm eyes.

Ding Ning's mouth made a funny arc: ”little master, are you from China?”

”Of course, I'm from China.”

The little monk replied blankly.

”Where do you say heaven is?”

Ding Ning asked with great interest.

”Where is heaven? It should be in heaven?”

Wu Xiang scratched his head. This problem really baffled him. He hasn't been to heaven.

”Where is Xianting?”

Ding Ning asked earnestly.

”It should also be in the sky.”

The way of no phase stupidity.

”Xianting is Oriental and Tianting is western. You are from China. You should go to Xianting. Why go to heaven in the west?”

Ding Ning held back his funny heart and asked.

”This...”

Wu Xiang was completely ignorant and speechless. Yes, he is a Chinese and should go to Xianting. Why do you want to go to the paradise in the west?

Buddha, it seems that he also stays in Xianting in journey to the West. Why do masters talk about going to heaven all day?

The poor little monk without a face was fooled by Ding Ning's two words and couldn't find the north. He also forgot to plead for mercy. He looked serious and thought hard about this very philosophical problem.

Feng Pian dance quietly twisted Ding Ning's thigh and gave him a look of anger. This guy is really bad. In just two words, the Buddha's heart without appearance has a flaw. If it's bad, it may fall into a magic barrier.

Ding Ning shook his head with a smile and whispered, ”the little monk has a pure heart. His heart is as simple as white paper. He was brainwashed by the bald donkeys in Tianyin temple. Even if he becomes a Buddha in the future, he is also a fake Buddha. I set up a mind demon for him. It can be regarded as a kind of tempering for him. After crossing the past, he will have no scale in the heart of the Buddha. He will be able to achieve a real Buddha in the future. If he can't cross, he will degenerate into a devil.”

”Become a devil?”

Feng Pian danced, her delicate body trembled, and her face showed an unbearable color.

”Yes, Cheng mo.”