"Master Qin, is this a crow?" Hua Xiaotian, who was shocked by this scene, exclaimed in amazement.

"Man-eating crows! Absolute evil animals! It seems that the resurgence of the Yaqi Great Snake is inseparable from these man-eating crows!" Qin Fan said with a joke.

At the same time.

In the underworld under Mt. Fuji.

Outside the giant cave, the giant crystal balls emitted bursts of red light.

In the red light, the dynamics of Qin Fan and Hua Xiaotian are being reflected!

And the red light of the crystal ball, often this means danger!

"Matsubara-kun, they're coming!

The middle-aged man, who had been a little cowardly and scared before, immediately shouted at Matsubara-Santa in panic after seeing the picture of the crystal ball.

"Yaga!"

Although the same rank is a high-level onmyoji.

But for this cowardly master, Matsubara Santa still couldn't help but stiffen her face and roared, "Look at you, what do you look like? Waste! You have to remember, you are a high-level onmyoji, is there a high-level onmyoji like you in the history of Dongying!!?"

"Chizuru-kun's team was wiped out by the whole army! Old Mr. Shinnobi Tanaka was tortured to death by lighting a sky lantern, and the quasi-Shinnobi in the Yasukuni Society were all killed! Isn't this enough to prove the strength of the other party? Matsumoto-kun, I'm afraid of death, because I'm afraid that death is worthless! In case, if they really break through the outside Shinnobi and break here, then what will happen to us? Can you imagine it!" Scratched by Matsubara Santaiichi, the middle-aged man also blushed and howled thickly.

Call-!

Whew-hoo!

Gasped for a few hurried breaths of emotional gnarling.

Matsubara-santa calmed down her emotions a little, looked at the other party and said, "Respected Takada-kun, then what do you say we should do? Do you say! Escape? Run away from those two miscellaneous people, right? If so, then forget it, if you want to be free, it's easy! Facing the direction of the Yaqi Orochi, seppuku will be freed! Takada, either go out and fight to the death with the other party, or pray for the elders to go out of the gate and the great god of Yaki to wake up, besides, what other plan do you tell me?"

Forehead-!

It was said so by Matsubara.

Naoto Takada was speechless for a moment.

Oh, yes!

What else can they do?

"Okay, stop arguing! To quote a phrase often said by the Chinese people, it is a blessing or a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided! There are thirty-two divine ninjas outside, and the absolute pinnacle of the ninja world is! If this kind of lineup can't carry the other party, then it is also my Da Dongying's luck is exhausted! Now, we can't do anything except wait for the elders to come out and the Yaqi Great God recovers, of course, except for looking for death!"

Hearing the conversation between Santa Matsubara and Naoto Takada, the middle-aged people on the side who looked solemn couldn't help but scold.

Swish-!

Listen to the rebuke of your colleagues.

Matsubara-Santa and Naoto Takada glanced at each other, and neither spoke to each other.

They all stared at the picture on the crystal ball.

Outside.

After Qin Fan stomped down and shook the man-eating crow in the sky.

A monk wearing a robe and wearing Buddhist beads and a ring scar slowly walked out of the air.

When Qin Fan was still ten steps away.

He stopped suddenly.

He folded his hands and made a Buddhist salute to Qin Fan, and then raised his head and said in fluent and authentic Chinese, "Dare to ask the donor, how is Tanaka?"

"Monk, Huaxia?" Qin Fan couldn't help but furrow.

"Donor, please answer the poor monk's question, how is Tanaka?" the monk said again with a blank face.

"I'm dead!"

With his hands in his pockets, facing the crosswind of Mount Fuji, Qin Fan raised the corners of his mouth wickedly.

"Amitabha!

His expressionless face trembled slightly.

The monk then said this Zen language calmly.

Zen said.

He turned slowly.

Facing the direction of the Yasukuni Society, he held a string of Buddhist beads in one hand and picked them up one by one.

The obscure words were muttered in his mouth.

But Qin Fan could understand it.

That's the Diamond Sutra, the transcendent part.

"A monk in Huaxia?"

Not only Qin Fan could understand it, but Hua Xiaotian also knew that this was the transcendent Buddha words of the Diamond Sutra, and asked out loud in astonishment.

The monk of Huaxia appeared on Mount Fuji, learned the tricks of the ninja, and met Tanaka Kisheng again, and was also overdone for Tanaka Kisheng, a devil who regarded war miscellaneous as a faith?

It's messy!

Hua Xiao was innocently messy.

It's just that the monk didn't answer this.

The Buddha words in his mouth were murmured in a string.

Didn't wait for the monk's reply.

Hua Xiaotian glanced at Qin Fan, and suddenly jumped forward without Qin Fan's words, and the hemp vine soft whip in his hand was swept in front of the monk by him violently, and he shouted, "Damn! That kind of miscellaneous should be sent to the eighteenth hell, but you are overdoing it for him?"

At this moment, Hua Xiaotian was angry.

Because under the preconceived notion, he thought that the monk was a Chinese.

However, his angry shouts still failed to move the monk.

The words of the transcendent scriptures are still the same!

"Shut up!"

With a cold snort, Hua Xiaotian swept the whip towards the monk's mouth!

The monk who appeared on Mount Fuji and was still overtaken by Tanaka Kisheng, even if it was a Chinese monk, it was an evil monk who had rebelled!

Swish-!

When the soft whip will sweep into the monk's mouth.

The latter suddenly reached out and grabbed the soft whip violently!

Buzz!

The soft whip trembled.

There is no way to move forward by half a minute.

But the monk's face was also faintly trembling.

How could the might of the Gang Realm Master be able to resist calmly?

It's just that the monk Chong can take this whip with two fingers, which is enough to move Hua Xiaotian!

"Let him read it! It's not bad for this moment! If the transcendence is useful, then there is no need for the eighteen-layer hell to exist!" Shaking his head disappreciatively, Qin Fan said jokingly.

Hua Xiaotian, who seemed to regard Qin Fan as the backbone, didn't exert any more energy under these words.

The cold face gritted his teeth.

The soft whip of the hemp vine was immediately whipped back by him.

Under the night.

Foot.

Cool breeze.

One old, one middle and one young.

Standing in a triangular position in this eerie atmosphere.

The transcendent scriptures in the monk's mouth are getting faster and more frequent.

At the end of his whispering, the surrounding trees trembled!

With a strong wind.

The leaves fluttered, and the chatter in the monk's mouth stopped!

"Amitabha!"

Turning around, the monk said, "Thank you two donors for giving Tanaka the opportunity to spend his time!"

"Huaxia's monk?" ignoring the monk's so-called thanks, Hua Xiaotian frowned tightly and said.

"No! I have Dongying's blood in my bones! At the beginning, I entered China with Tanaka, and when Tanaka entered the world, I went into seclusion, and the time of China for 30 years passed like this! In China, I have not harmed anyone or anything, I eat fasting and chanting Buddha, and I believe that God will eventually have a good life! Thirty years later, Tanaka returned to China and left Huaxia! But I fell in love with the people there, but the red dust and six roots were pure, so after I came back, I still faced the east to eat fast and chant Buddha! I am not a Chinese, but I am a monk! A monk who has integrated into Chinese Buddhism! The monk shook his head and said as he reminisced.

"Then what is the purpose of your appearance here? just to give Tanaka Kisheng a surplus?" Hua Xiaotian said.

"Giving Tanaka a surplus is one thing! Keeping you out of the mountain is the second thing!" said the monk.

"Do you think you can refuse?" Hua Xiaotian said in a deep voice.

"The abbot at that time calculated a hexagram for me, saying that I would have a killing birthday for the rest of my life!

Monk Daoluo.

He smiled.

The smile was a little compassionate and simple.

But under this mercy and gentleness.

What Qin Fan and Hua Xiaotian saw was the murderous intent!

(End of chapter)