Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

Mojie: "..."

Damn it, why are you pretending not to care if you don't agree?

Seeing that his request was no longer possible at this moment, Mojie also stopped smiling, and his senior brother stopped shouting.

"Hmph! Mo Ke, be careful if you eat too much and get choked. I heard that Li Suifeng, who is ranked number one in the Babel Monument, is not so easy to deal with. Don't steal the chicken but lose the rice."

"Amitabha! Junior Brother Mojie doesn't need to worry about these things."

Old monk Moko smiled lightly and said indifferently.

How could he not know that these two old boys were just jealous?

He was jealous that the Great Heavenly Thunder Temple was about to save these monsters who were on the list of the Tongtian Monument.

However, at this moment, the expressions of the three old monks suddenly changed.

They looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"Do you feel it?"

"Well, I felt it. It seemed to be demonic energy, and it was extremely pure, but it was well hidden. It has disappeared now."

"There are actually demon cultivators hidden in my territory in Xilingzhou?"

At this moment, Moko and the other three began to activate their spiritual consciousness and scanned the surrounding area of ​​Mount Sutuo, but found nothing.

At the same time, Tantai Jin couldn't help but sweat in his heart.

He just hated that he was a demon cultivator and could not go out to help his senior brothers in an upright manner.

Unexpectedly, a trace of magic power was accidentally revealed.

And the moment his magic power leaked, he felt a life and death crisis.

So he quickly used the Divine Hidden Technique to isolate the life-and-death crisis.

Look at Mobei in the sky at this moment, surrounded by eight old monks.

He picked up the spiritual sword in his hand without fear and touched the blade with his hand.

"Are you ready? Field! Expand!"

As Mobei opened his mouth,

The next moment, an extremely powerful force of the domain continued to spread to the surroundings, directly surrounding all eight old monks.

The old monks surrounded by the realm all looked shocked.

"The power of this domain is actually transforming into rules."

"Brothers, use all your strength, otherwise we may not be able to resist this monster."

The youngest old monk Chuanyin spoke.

"good!"

The other old monks nodded, all of them were very energetic and used all their strength.

"The Great Merciful Palm!"

"Arhat's Heaven-shaking Seal!"

"Swastika Mantra!"

"The mighty Tianlong!"

…

As golden Buddha lights lit up, Mobei was suddenly surrounded by various Buddhist stunts.

Seems extremely small.

When Mo Bei saw this, he no longer hesitated and directly used the magical power he had initially acquired.

"Supernatural power! Enchanted knife shadow!"

As Mo Bei opened his mouth, his palm slid over the blade, and a terrifying aura of the sword was immediately attached to it.

At the same time, the power of the domain was also displayed at this moment, entwined around the spiritual sword.

The next moment, the shadow of an extremely sharp magic sword quickly condensed above his head.

There was a surge of brilliance on it, and an evil spirit roared, as if possessed by a demon.

"cut!"

As Mo Bei shouted, the sky-reaching sword suddenly slashed out, wiping out all the Buddhist magical powers and martial arts around him.

But when he reached the last magical power, he felt a little helpless.

The shadow of the knife in his hand turned directly into dots of energy starlight and dissipated into the void.

And the moment the sword shadow disappeared, he directly stepped on the Divine Movement to dodge the blow.

"Amitabha! Brothers, it seems that Mobei is not as powerful as we thought!"

At this moment, the younger old monk said,

The other old monks looked at each other and somewhat agreed with their junior brother's point of view.

The fleeing figure in Mobei just now gave them confidence again,

It seems that they were just scaring themselves at first. Think about it, this kid is only a teenager.

How could he be the opponent of these old guys who have lived for thousands of years?

Thinking about how cowardly they looked back then, they even felt a little embarrassed and regretful now.

After thinking of this, the eight people's inner fear of Mobei was wiped away, and they actually took the initiative to attack Mobei.

"Fourth Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother won't be able to defeat these eight old bald donkeys, right?"

At this time, Xu Huaian, who had lost his anger, approached Jun Xiaoyao again and asked.

However, when Jun Xiaoyao heard this, he smiled and shook his head. He picked up the wine bottle and took a sip of wine before speaking:

"Can't beat you? Think about how much strength he used when he beat you?"

"When you hit me? Hiss~"

After hearing this, Xu Huaian couldn't help but recall the unbearable past.

Yes, how much strength did the third senior brother use when he beat him?

Two percent? Or 30%?

Anyway, he couldn't remember clearly, but what is certain is that,

The third senior brother definitely did not use more than 40% of his strength when he beat him.

"Do you understand now?"

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Xu Huaian and said calmly.

"I understand, Third Senior Brother is actually playing with those eight old monks?"

Thinking of this, Xu Huaian also knew Mobei's plan.

"It's not too stupid. Now there is no news that the senior brother entered to rescue the little junior sister. It is obvious that he has not succeeded yet, so what we have to do now is to delay as much time as possible."

Jun Xiaoyao said.

And the Buddhist disciples, after seeing that Mobei was "lost" to their master in the end,

Everyone had a proud smile on their face.

"I told you that this kid can't beat our master, but some people still don't believe it."

"That's right! Aren't you the third one to refresh the Babel Monument? If I hadn't passed my age, maybe I could have done it."

"Just wait and see, Mobei will soon be suppressed by my Buddhist Patriarch."

Compared with the pride and pride of the Buddhist disciples, those casual cultivators and spies from major forces who were watching the battle from a distance held different views.

Some people think that Mobei is hiding his clumsiness and has not shown his true strength, while others think that Mobei is no match for the eight Buddhist patriarchs.

It will be suppressed soon.

"Why haven't you sent a letter back to your sect?"

At this time, an acquaintance of the forces spies reminded the other party.

"Oh! I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."

After being reminded, the spy came back to his senses. This can't be blamed on him, the battle just now was really too exciting.

So he quickly wrote a letter blindly and sent it back to his sect.

And this spy who was writing vigorously was one of the few spies of Qixing Zongbu in Xiling Prefecture.

Looking at the void at this moment, Mogan said with a mocking look:

"Amitabha! Moko, it seems that your disciples and disciples can't defeat this boy named Mobei."

"Amitabha! It doesn't matter! I will take action when the time comes!"

Moko raised his eyelids slightly and spoke calmly.

When Mojie and Mogan heard this, they all had complicated expressions on their faces.

Their hearts were really sour at this moment.

With the old guy Mo Ke taking action, the juniors might not be able to get any favors, and in the end they will only be suppressed and converted.

Thinking that Datianlei Temple would soon have a few more extremely talented monsters, they felt uncomfortable in their hearts.