Chapter 125 heresy? Rebellious?

Jiang Ming smiled strangely and said, "I'm sorry, although you are very tempting, I'm not interested in it. I won't believe anyone."

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, the old monk suddenly became anxious and said quickly, "Little donor, think about it again. Isn't it beautiful to believe in my Western Buddha, go to the Western Bliss, and practice the supreme magic?

The expressions of the two sergeants also became a little stiff, and they felt like they were being fooled, and their tone became cold: "No, if you want to survive in 11 days, you must choose to believe in one person, otherwise you will be doomed."

"Do you think I will believe in others, serve others, and become a puppet like you?" Jiang Ming snorted coldly and said firmly, "This is absolutely impossible."

"Amitabha, little benefactor, you can speak and do carefully." The old monk's face changed, his hands folded, and his tone was slightly gloomy.

"It's a joke."

buzz!

Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt a fluctuation in the surrounding void, and a little star-like energy gathered a beam of light into Jiang Ming's spiritual cover.

Jiang Ming's body was shocked, and he felt unprecedented warmth. His mind was clear and comfortable, and even the feeling of "Tao" seemed to be clearer.

"Is this?" Jiang Ming was puzzled.

"What? The power of faith? He can accept the power of faith. The purple helmet sergeant was shocked, and his eyes were full of shock.

The face of the golden armor man also changed, and he said in a ferocious voice, "The rebellious man turned out to be a rebellious person. No wonder he doesn't want to believe in our emperor and kill!"

Without saying a word, the long gun in his hand shook and stabbed it straight like a dragon going to sea.

"It's actually a heresy, Amitabha!" The old monk put his hands together and said with a calm expression, "The heresy should not exist in the world. The heresy must be erased."

Boom!

The old monk was full of Buddha's light and pinched the seal in his hand. A treasure was solemn. The golden Buddha floated behind him, and his golden fist contained endless majesty and bombed down ruthlessly.

The purple helmet sergeant hesitated for a moment and immediately launched an unwavering attack.

Before Jiang Ming could understand the beauty, he was forced to be confused by the ensuing offensive. As he really resolved those offensives, he scolded angrily, "Are you crazy? Even if I don't believe in your Lord, I don't have to be so cruel, right?

"The heresy is unpardonable." The old monk said indifferently.

The golden armor Hansen said, "If you dare to collect the power of faith, you are rebellious, and rebellious people are not allowed to survive."

It seems that the other party is playing seriously, and Jiang Ming's face is also cold. He had the patience to talk to those people in order not to cause trouble and attract the attention of others. Now it seems impossible.

Since things have reached this point, he doesn't mind killing a few people and running away.

"Thousands of red dust, all covering your hands!"

Jiang Ming drank coldly, grabbed his hands, and countless chains of order. The power of the red dust sprayed out thinly, forming a layer of fog, covering the three people in an instant.

"Amitabha."

Thousands of rays of light shot out in the mist, illuminating the sky and dispersing the mist, and all Jiang Ming's forces were disintegrated.

"The heresy actually knows such a mysterious and demagogic art. The crime cannot be punished and should not exist in this world." The old monk shouted gloomly.

Jiang Ming was secretly shocked that his unfavorable killing move was so easily cracked that the people of Buddhism were simply terrible.

At the same time, Jiang Ming scolded secretly. When he wanted to recruit himself just now, the old monk said that he had great wisdom, perseverance and was a rare talent, but in a blink of an eye, he regarded himself as a heresy, shouting to kill, and said so righteous and magnificently, which was simply shameless.

Thinking in his heart, Jiang Ming's hand's movements were indeed not slow. When his mind moved, he attracted the darkest power in his heart. Suddenly, the darkness spread like a fog, covering the sky and reaching out his fingers.

That kind of darkness can even blind the monk's eyes. Without Jiang Ming's permission, the realm is not much higher than Jiang Ming, and it is difficult for anyone to see the universe.

Poo!

Jiang Ming was divided into nine and attacked three people respectively, making them unable to distinguish the true from the false and attacked and killed them.

Jiang Ming felt that the most threatening of the three was the old monk, so he rushed to the old monk without hesitation and fought the most cruelly.

"Ah~~Evil beast, how dare you!"

The old monk was injured by Jiang Ming and suddenly burst into great anger. His body burst into radiance, and his thin body began to swell like a blown balloon, becoming crystal clear, like glazed gold, as if King Kong was not bad. The golden light in the sky dispersed the darkness, and the old monk was covered with golden light, like an ancient Buddha who suppressed the darkness.

The old monk's face was kind, but he did it without mercy. He shot three times and blew up Jiang Ming's split three times.

Jiang Ming felt that the old monk was too difficult to deal with, and immediately decided to solve the two miscellaneous fish first without any worries. Immediately, Jiang Ming moved out and slapped the golden man on the chest.

In Jiang Ming's heart, he has a stronger hatred for the golden man, and now he naturally takes him.

Ang~~

Just as Jiang Ming's palm fell, a strong golden light suddenly broke out on the golden armored man's body, turning into a golden dragon rushing out of his spiritual cover and rushing fiercely to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming's face changed slightly, and the power of this golden dragon is comparable to the blow of the nine-day mysterious immortal.

Bum!

The "burial fairy" appeared in his hand, and Jiang Ming smashed the golden dragon with a sword and suddenly rushed to the golden armored man.

The golden armored man was shocked and retreated repeatedly and broke out in a cold sweat.

He has a life-saving seal, which will not break out before the real life-and-death crisis. Obviously, if it hadn't been for that seal, Jiang Ming's blow just now would have killed him. Moreover, the counter-eating power of the seal is full of the power of the nine-day Xuanxian strongman, which actually made Jiang Ming easily resolve it. Jiang Ming is simply going against the sky.

The golden armored man retreated violently, took out a horn in his arms and began to blow.

Woo~~

The sound of the horn has an ancient and tragic momentum. Hearing the sound of the horn, it seems that you can see a huge battlefield. Endless sergeants are bloody fighting, corpses are bloody, and blood is extremely tragic.

Boom!

The sound of violent horseshoes resounded through the void, and a large army in the distance came, like a divine soldier from the sky. The mainland shook, the void trembled, and the horror was boundless.

A strong breath gathered above the heads of the sergeants, forming a straight golden long gun. The sharp spirit seemed to break through the heavens and the earth, and even the chaos, transcending all the forces in the world.

"Army?" Jiang Ming's expression suddenly changed and roared, "Is there anything wrong? You want to kill me for no reason. In order to kill me, I don't hesitate to mobilize a group of troops. Where on earth have I offended them?"

"Amitabha, this is your own matter in the fairyland, and I won't get in with it." The old monk's face changed slightly. He was afraid that after the arrival of the army, these people settled the previous accounts with themselves, and immediately left a round sentence and quickly left.

Jiang Ming scolded the old monk for being too shameless.

When the purple helmet sergeant saw this scene, he no longer fell in love with war and took a deep look at Jiang Ming and turned away.

One of the army stood up, crossed the knife immediately, and said majestically, "Who is it? Who blew the horn of warning, and what happened?"

"It's me, the horn I blew." The Jinjia man hurried forward and said with lingering heart, "Your Excellency, that boy is heresy, heresy. It's unforgivable that he can absorb the power of faith!"

"Hmm?" The man frowned and said, "If you are good at using the power of faith, you really deserve to die. However, you can't handle a boy in the realm of Xuanxian, and blow the horn. His Majesty the Jade Emperor is simply a kind of blasphemy to have a believer like you, die!"

The man showed no mercy, and two divine holes burst out of his eyes and pierced the golden man's mind, and he disappeared in an instant.

"You wastes are not even useful at all, let alone worth living."

Bum! Bang! Bang!

A simple blow instantly extinguished the ashes of several people who had just followed the golden armored man, and they couldn't die again.

As soon as he arrived, he did not take the lead in attacking the enemy, but slaughtered his people mercilessly. His ferocity and viciousness was outrageous.

After cleaning up this group of people, he pointed his long gun at Jiang Ming from afar and said, "The traitor, come and die quickly."