Chapter 725 The Return of the Demon Monk

Zhuge Buteng was stunned for a moment. He suddenly felt the seriousness in the eyes of the silent monk, as if something trivial had happened. Zhuge Bu Liang's heart moved. What can be more important than the arrival of chaos in the current Honghuang Fairyland? In the previous battle with Chaos, the silent monk did not show up, and I don't know why.

"Master Wuyan, what are you going to take me to see?"

"You'll know when you go, Brother Zhuge, come with me." With that, the speechless monk seemed to be a little impatient.

Zhuge Butliang had no choice but to resist Zhuge Tian's optimistic family and left with the silent monk. This time, he left the southern region directly and entered the eastern region. Zhuge Buliang carefully identified the direction and found that this was on the way to the sand sea.

"Master Wuyan, what the hell is going on?" Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help asking again.

"The Buddha's prison is back." The speechless monk said with a serious expression.

"What!" Zhuge Buliang's face suddenly changed: "Buddha prison! The Buddha prison is back! What do you mean? The strong men of the hundred races suppressed in the Buddha prison have returned. The Buddha prison, which is still in Kyushu, should be the land of no owner. How can it suddenly return to the Honghuang Fairyland?

To pass through the sand sea, we must first pass through the countercurrent land, and the speechless monks seem to have figured out this countercurrent land. They did not enter the sand city, but directly broke through the countercurrent land and came to the edge of the sand sea. In their current state, the sand sea can hardly form people and obstacles. Zhuge Fuliang followed the silent monk and came to the end of the sand sea.

"This is..." For a moment, Zhuge Buliang felt his heartbeat. He felt this breath very clearly. It was the breath of Buddha's prison. The Buddha prison was originally sunk from the Honghuang fairyland to Kyushu, which was used to temporarily suppress the strong people of the hundred races, and the people who caused all this, Zhuge Buliang preliminarily concluded that it should be the immortal emperor, so that he used the Buddha prison to trap the masters of the hundred races and get them out of hardships. But now the Buddha's prison has returned.

"Brother Zhuge, look there." The speechless monk pointed to the sky and said.

Zhuge Butang looked up, and his pupils were suddenly tightly locked together. Above the sky, a large shadow covers it. In a trance, this shadow seems to be a continent, but it is not materialized. It seems to be like the pure land outside the sky through space. And one of the corners has broken the space and entered this world.

"It should be a Buddhist prison." Zhuge Buzuo said for sure.

The speechless monk said, "A fairy came to me before. He said that his name was Chen Guiyun, the leader of the hundred races, and he also told me the news about the arrival of chaos and the return of the immortals. It was at that time that the Buddhist prison suddenly came through the space. Shen Guiyun said that he would go back to the realm of the small extreme sky first and let me find you.

Zhuge didn't nod his head: "Well, so you should also know about the hundreds of people."

"Ye-huh." The speechless monk said, "All the masters of the hundred clans have returned. Logically, the Buddha prison should be the land of no owner, but now the Buddha prison has suddenly come to this world. I suspect that someone is secretly controlling the Buddha prison."

Zhuge Bulang took a deep breath, and the speculation of the speechless monk was almost the same as himself. Suddenly, Zhuge Fuliang seemed to think of something and said, " By the way, did you say anything other than asking you to find me before Chen Guiyun left?"

The silent monk pondered for a moment and said, "I said something inexplicable. He said that you and I can solve this matter."

"Oh?" Zhuge raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It seems that... Chen Guiyun knew the secret of the Buddha's prison, or it was assigned by the Immortal Emperor.

A large shadow in the sky has cast, and a corner of the Buddha prison has come out of the broken space. If it is not expected, it only takes three days for the Buddha prison to return to the flood and fairyland and come to the sand sea. Who is secretly controlling the Buddha prison? With such a great magic power, it can make the whole broken space of the Buddha prison enter the Honghuang Fairyland. This kind of anti-sky method can't even sink back into the clouds, unless it can be done by the ancestor-level immortals such as the immortal emperor, the demon ancestor, and the Buddha saint.

Zhuge Buleang and the speechless monks waited quietly over the sand sea. In order to beware of changes, the speechless monks let the relatively low-level slugging chat and Xiao Yun retreat from the sand sea.

Three days passed in a flash. Finally, at dusk on the third day, the Buddha prison had broken through all the space and successfully entered the Honghuang Fairyland. A vast land covers the whole sky, like an ancient star, which is spectacular. Unpres past.

The Buddhist prison crossed the sand sea, but did not land in the sand sea, but flew towards the end of the sand sea.

Zhuge Bulding and the speechless monk looked at each other and said, "It wants to go to the sinkhole at the end of the sand sea. Let's go!"

The two instantly turned into two lights and shadows and appeared in the sinkhole at the end of the sand sea, which was originally the location of the Buddha prison. After the sinking of the Buddha prison, a huge sinkhole with a radius of 10,000 meters was formed here. Now that the Buddha prison has returned, it seems that it is going to return to the homeland.

As expected, Zhuge Buliang and the speechless monks looked at it from afar and saw that this huge land slowly sank, filling the original huge sinkhole, and the Buddha prison returned to its original position.

"Let's go and have a look." Zhuge Buteng said, but suddenly found that the silent monk standing next to him was pale and he stood still.

"Master Wuyan, what's wrong with you?" Zhuge Bliang was shocked, because at this moment, the silent monk has lost the silence of the past. His whole body exudes a huge magic spirit, and the black "swax" print on his forehead. This is a situation that will only occur as the silent monk is in a fighting state, but he does not want to suddenly change at this time.

"Emp..." The silent monk groaned in pain, and his whole body half squatted on the ground.

"Master Without Words!" Zhuge Fuliang wants to move forward.

"My strength... My strength is leaving my body. The speechless monk said in pain, holding his head with both hands. On the surface of his body, a trace of black magic overflowed and turned into a wisp of black smoke pouring in the direction of the Buddha's prison, which was the original power of the speechless monk. In the end, the black gas in the silent monk's human body gushed out like a torrent and turned into a large black cloud and floated to the Buddha's prison.

"Bastard, who's baunting!" Zhuge Buliang looked in the direction of the Buddha's prison. What on earth existed in that land actually sucked up the cultivation of the silent monk.

"Ah!!" The speechless monk looked up to the sky and roared. In an in an all-a-a-life moment, the last magic gas in his body also gathered to the Buddha's prison. The black "scorpion" on the forehead of the speechless monk also disappeared at this moment.

Almost at the same time, Xiaoyun, far at the edge of the sand sea, appeared in the same situation as the silent monk. A magic and a golden Buddha light flew out of Xiaoyun's body and flew towards the Buddha prison.

Zhuge Buteng looked at the almost devoided speechless monk in astonishment, frowned and said, "Master Wuyan, how do you feel?"

The speechless monk gasped violently, half squatted on the ground, raised his hand and grasped it, and whispered, "Power... All the power has disappeared."

"What! Has your cultivation been transformed by people? Zhuge Buriang couldn't believe it.

The speechless monk shook his head and said, "To be precise, it should have been taken away."

Zhuge Buliang clenched his fist and looked in the direction of the Buddha's prison. In a short moment, all the wordsless monks who had worked hard for half his life were taken away. This is really tragic for the speechless monks. Thinking of this, Zhuge Buliang pulled up the speechless monk who had lost his cultivation and appeared over the Buddha's prison in a blink of an eye.

"Who are you? Don't you think this is too despicable! Get out of here!" Zhuge Buliang shouted in a long voice, and his voice spread throughout the Buddha prison.

Suddenly, on a hilltop of the Buddha prison, a large amount of black magic gas rose to the sky and gathered into a ferocious face in the air. At the same time, an ancient temple flew up from the top of the mountain and suspended under the magic cloud. The original and magnificent ancient temple, against the magic cloud, was like a world-class magic hall.

At this moment, in front of the door of the ancient temple, a burly black-faced monk appeared there, with a magnificent body and an upper body, like a copper cast of iron. Although the black-faced monk's hands folded the Buddha seal, it gave people an evil atmosphere, just like a demon king.

"Humph!" Zhuge Buliang only felt a mass of anger in his heart and was too lazy to talk about it. He directly sacrificed the bricks. The purple glazed bricks broke through the air and patted directly at the demon monk in front of the ancient temple.

In front of the ancient temple, the demon monk suddenly opened his eyes and sprayed out two black rays more than 100 feet long. He raised his hand and waved his hand, and a black "wan" print spewed out of his palm and directly against the bricks.

"Boom!"

With a fierce roar, the black "scorpion" print burst. And the bricks also flew straight back. Zhuge Buo suddenly shook the chain, and the bricks roared and smashed at the demon monk again.

This time, the demon monk did not print the "scorpion" again, but directly raised his palm to attack the bricks. The bricks smashed straight, bringing a burst of thunder. The demon monk raised his palm and printed it on the brick. After the muffled sound, the demon monk's arm suddenly shook, and the pace under his feet retreated two steps and retreated back to the ancient temple.

"Brother Zhuge..." The speechless monk was a little embarrassed and wanted to hold Zhuge Wuliang.

Zhuge Bulao snorted coldly and didn't care at all. He threw the chain bricks back to his hand, appeared in front of the door of the ancient temple and shouted, "Come out!" Give back my friend's cultivation!"

"This is his fate." There was a strong voice in the ancient temple.

"What fate is not fate! Come out and explain it to me!" Zhuge Bu Liang held the brick tightly, and his long white hair stood up upside down.

"I'll explain it to you when you calm down." The voice of the demon monk in the ancient temple came again.

Zhugebuliang took a deep breath and shouted coldly, "Okay! You don't come out, do you? I don't believe that you can huddle in it forever. If you don't come out, I will break your broken temple!"

"Hahahaha!"

At this time, there was a wild smile in the ancient temple: "What an arrogant young man, very similar to me in those years. If someone dared to talk to me like this in those years, I would definitely twist his head off!!"

The voice fell, and the magic clouds in the sky rolled violently, and a huge "Swax" word was pressed down and directly patted at Zhuge Bulao.

Zhuge Fuliang smiled and said, "Don't pretend to be a master in front of me!" I asked you to return my friend's cultivation!" After saying that, the brick in Zhuge Butang's hand suddenly turned into a monument and smashed it.

ps: Alas, the names of the chapters of these two chapters are wrong again. Let's make do with it.