Chapter 1792: a bug (2/2)
In the distance, Xiao Wu night and other people's complexion is also extremely ugly. After they learned the origin of the soul-eater from the mouth of Sakyamuni, they had a fear of this fear.
”Uncle Shu, is it difficult, is it true that Tibetans are true...”
Sakyamuni leaves are stuttering.
”Well, it is possible.”
Shakya Hui nodded.
Everyone’s heart suddenly rose into a chill.
The Tibetan immortal faintly looked at the three heads of the soul worms. The final eyes swept over Lei Huang and others, and they fell on Ning Qi. They suddenly burst into laughter. ”Yes, I am indeed a soul worm. You guys are today. It is a great blessing to be fortunate to know my identity.”
Admit that you don't recognize it. As long as someone is alive, today's news will inevitably be spread out. Therefore, for Tibetan immortals, the recognition of the big party and the death are not recognized, and the result is the same.
”hiss……”
Many monks took a sip of cold air. I didn't expect the Tibetan immortal to admit it personally. The eyes of Lei Huang became more and more dignified. The race that exists by parasitic people like the soul-eater is the enemy of the people!
”You low-lying ants, since you know that the deity is a soul-eater, isn’t it a slogan?”
Tibetan immortal smiled.
”Jokes, where does a bug come from?”
Ning Qi smiled.
”A bug? Hahahahaha...”
The Tibetan immortal lived in the sky and smiled. Finally, he stopped the laughter and looked at Ning Qi with a stern look. ”I am a soul-eater, from the mainland of the fairyland. Each generation can inherit the memory of the previous generation. You ants are not dreams. One day, I can leave this place and go to the mainland of the fairyland in the future? I am the immortal of the mainland.”
”The soul worm is actually from the mainland of the fairy?”
The monks looked blank and couldn't believe it. Even the Emperor Lei showed a stunned color. He looked at the Tibetan immortal, and the news was so hot.
For a long time, the mainland of the Xianzu is just a legend. It is as strong as the Taoist emperor. Isn’t it already out of this place? If the Tibetan immortal is not bragging, isn’t it true that the imaginary fairyland really exists?
”The fairy continent really exists, then my Buddha, does it not exist?”
Sakyamuni has no words to speak to himself.
He has been practicing Buddha for countless years. In the eyes of mortals, he means to pass the gods. But the big Buddhas in the Buddhist scriptures are closed, and the realm of the stars is still far behind. In the temple of Jiuquan, there are a group of monks who believe in the world. There are Buddhas, and a group of monks feel that they are Buddhas. It happens that Sakyamuni is the latter...
The news of the Tibetan immortal life made him a glimpse of the Buddha's heart at the moment.
”No, no.”
Ning Qi waved his hand. ”Even if you are from the mainland of the fairyland, it is only your ancestors. According to what you said, you have inherited the memory of the previous generation and did not mean that you are a fairy. You may be a fairyland, a fairy. Anyone can trample on a foot, a bug.”
”I didn't want to show my true body, but now, you are fortunate enough to see my true body...”
In the eyes of the Tibetan immortal, there was an anger in his eyes. During the speech, his celestial cover suddenly opened, and a pile of worms roared out from inside, like a black tornado. When all the worms flew out, they suddenly spread out. The monks in the Great Wall attacked, and some of them went to the monks behind the thunder, and most of them went to Ningqi.
”Today, the people present are all killed except for my Soul Eater.”
The Tibetan immortal sent a sneer.
”You said that you are from the mainland of the fairyland, and the memory of the fairy road, then you... don't you recognize me?”
A faint scent of Xianling was uploaded from Ningqi. The next moment, his body rose in the wind, and the ancient emperor's law was unveiled. The mighty spirit of the spirits condensed behind Ningqi. Xianshan, Qionglou Yuyu!