At this time, Wang Meng spoke lightly, but he was very anxious. Can he watch Shangqingzi die?

"Little Wanzi? Why haven't the Buddha appeared yet?" Wang Meng was sweating anxiously.

"I can't sleep well, are you? The old bald donkey is sleeping cutely." Xiao Wanzi was also anxious.

"Forget it, let's take out a rosary." Wang Meng said, taking out the rosary.

"You are even more greedy than me. If you throw it out earlier, your master will not be caught." Xiao Wanzi rolled his eyes.

"Ahem. I'm not thinking about whether the Buddha will take action? Then I'll save a bead?" Wang Meng said, his body shook, dispersed and invisible, and appeared.

Wang Meng appeared behind him, staring at Shangqingzi, who was caught in the hands of the old monk, who was unable to move at all, and scolded him in a scattered manner: "What did you say you are here? You didn't take action when you were beaten up by me just now, but you still couldn't take action now? Should you protect me or I protect you? Now, I have to save you? If you don't succeed, you are too useless, and you are too useless."

Shangqingzi's face turned red by the front, but she was speechless because of the fact.

Shangqianzi was so angry that he was so angry that he was dying of his beloved disciple.

The old monk looked at Shangqingzi in confusion: "Are you really his master?"

Shangqingzi didn't say anything, thinking, I have been in trouble for eight lifetimes and accepted this broken disciple.

"Let my master go with you. But the Swallow Cloud Can can't be given to you. The Swallow Cloud Can has been sacrificed by me. Unless you kill me, you will not be able to take it away." Wang Meng looked at the old monk and said calmly.

"Okay!" The old monk was happy. Without saying a word, he shook his hand and left Shangqingzi invisible.

Shangqingzi was thrown out of the remains directly.

This is the old monk's territory, and no one can escape. He is not afraid of us making fraud.

Wang Meng had a correct judgment. The old monk really didn't want to kill people, and he really had some concerns.

Because if he killed someone, it would be difficult for me to explain in the Buddha realm. Otherwise, he would not have appeared in the magic weapon. He had long used this ruined magic weapon to kill Wang Meng, then the cloud swallowing jar, and even could kill everyone entering the ruins.

"I keep my word. If you let my master go, I will follow you. But before I finish my words, I still have the conditions to say it, so you let me go. Don't blame me for this." Wang Meng said with big eyes.

The old monk was amused: "Wang Meng? I know you are a tricky person and are a super big loser. But don't forget that this is my territory. I can never talk nonsense to you and trap you here. Don't believe it? Please see!"

The old monk said as he waved his hand, and the remains suddenly trembled, and the air inside the remains instantly disappeared.

A vacuum!

The green mountains and clear waters that just now had green mountains and clear waters lost their vitality at this moment.

At this time, the cultivators from all walks of life in the ruins were shocked by the changes in front of them and all changed color!

The spiritual energy disappeared without air, and even if they were cultivators, they would not last long.

Wang Meng's face changed drastically. Could it be that this is Xian'er's bad premonition?

"Steal the cloud swallow jar, everyone will live! Otherwise, everyone will die!" the old monk said viciously with a ferocious face.

Wang Meng's face looked ugly. This old monk is really cruel!

Wang Meng wanted to crush the rosary, but he knew that it was useless because this was the old monk's magic weapon. The old monk's move just now could show that he could completely limit everything here.

The rosary may not be able to exert any power.

"Bald donkey? If you don't show up again, I will never end with you!" Wang Meng suddenly faced the void and said angrily.

The old monk curled his lips and stared at Wang Meng: "You have used this trick!"

But, as soon as he finished speaking...

Guguga!

Guguga!

Guguga...

...... Suddenly, a series of strange screams came from the void.

It's like the cry of an old hen.

This is not the voice of Buddha?

Wang Meng and Yunkong were both shocked and looked at the sound.

Suddenly, the sky far ahead was dazzling red, a blood-red cloud appeared, and the red clouds floated. Drips of blood fell!

The red-haired old demon?

Before the red clouds approached, the smell of blood had already floated over, and an extremely terrifying and extremely evil pressure spread.

But I can't taste the level of this breath pressure.

Wang Meng turned around and ran away, and fortunately reminded the old monk: "Old monk, the red-haired old demon is here, run away quickly? Let's talk about our grudges later. Your ruins cannot limit him at all, because his attack method is blood clouds and blood rain, and there is no need to use magic power."

The old monk did not go after Wang Meng, nor did he run away. Instead, he frowned and looked at Hongyun.

He controlled the remains and did not even find the existence of this red-haired old demon. At this time, he was trying to limit the red cloud, but it did not work. It can be seen that this red-haired old demon is powerful.

The old monk is a clone, carrying part of the memory of the deity. There is information about the red-haired old demon in his memory. This red-haired old demon is very powerful. It is a strange monster that suddenly appeared a thousand years ago. He was mentally confused and chaotic in the fairy world. Some immortals fought against it, and in the end, Zheyu was defeated.

The old monk didn't run away because he couldn't run away in front of the red-haired old demon.

He is not as good as an immortal.

"See senior!" The old monk was very good at acting in response to the opportunity and changed his mind when he saw the wind. At this time, he folded his hands together and bowed.

"Guguga! Bald monk? Monk bald, Guang. Guang, Liu. Liu, fun! Fun!" Hongyun stopped above the old monk, and a sharp sound came from inside.

The old monk dared not speak.

The terrifying blood dripped around him, but he avoided the old monk. But the old monk was still sweating. He felt the terrifying power of the blood rain killing everything in seconds.

Obviously, this old monster didn't want to kill him now.

The old monk knew that at this time, the red-haired old demon was sober.

"Guguga! Is this your ruin magic weapon? What kind of rag inside?" The old red-haired demon said in dissatisfaction, and a lot of lost spiritual energy, broken, and gray weapons and magic weapons fell from the red clouds.

There were a lot of things, like a hill, and they buried the old monk directly.

"Senior? The weapons and magic weapons here are all ancient remnants. They have long lost their spirituality and will definitely not be able to get into the eyes of the senior." The old monk crawled out of the pile of weapons with a dirt face and said tremblingly.

At this time, the old monk was very shocked. He only now knew that the things in the ruins were taken away by the old demon. This is the ruins he controlled. He didn't even know that the old demon took these things away?

"Nonsense! Your ruins are good. You can be my palace. Just give me the ruins quickly, otherwise I will eat you!" Xueyun took away the rags in a roll of blood.

The old demon wanted his remains, and the old monk looked ugly.

This is his magic weapon.

"Guguga? Are you wanting money or death? If you don't give it, you will die! Three numbers! One, two..." The old demon seemed to have a bad temper and had limited patience.

The old demon said, the red clouds rolled, the raindrops were enlarged, and they fell towards the old monk.

"I'll give it!" The old monk was frightened.

"Three! It's too late!"
Chapter completed!