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"Uncle Black!" Xing Marry was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Liu Yuanhui who was standing beside him.

"This donor has a destiny in reincarnation. The poor monk stays in this world. One is the will of the Buddha, and the other is the word fate. Everything is fate. Everything has a destiny. The fate of the world is not over. Why should the poor monk be in a hurry to go to bliss? The world?" the monk replied.

Yang Lu slowly pulled out the Tang Sword from his waist: "Old monk, since you said that everything is fate, is it also fate that you meet me here?"

"You can understand it this way." The monk replied.

There was a trace of disdain on Yang Lu's face: "Don't you bunch of bald donkeys always pay attention to calamity, hardship, etc. Do you think I look like your calamity?"

"I am lucky to have the fate of being with the donor." The monk replied.

As soon as the monk finished speaking, Yang Lu couldn't help but chop off the monk's head with a knife.

Then I saw the monk using his bare hands to catch Yang Lu's Tang Dao tightly in his palm.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, this poor monk saw an undercurrent between your brows. He must have committed too many sins in daily life. It is better to put down the butcher knife quickly and do good deeds as soon as possible." The monk remained motionless.

"You really know how to joke." Yang Lu tried to pull out the knife, but he felt that since entering this level, his body had become weaker and weaker for some reason, and the blade was tightly clamped in the monk's hand and could not be pulled out... …

Yang Lu wanted to use the Qilin Magic, but in this floor full of golden Buddhas, the black fire of hell disappeared inexplicably within a few seconds every time it appeared.

Looking at the layers of Buddha statues and magical weapons, Yang Lu suddenly felt dizzy. He frowned, holding the knife in one hand and pressing his temple with the other.

Yang Lu was actually suppressed by the old monk. After a while, he felt a splitting headache, and there were many double images of the old monk in front of him.

At this time, Xing You stepped forward and touched Yang Lu's hand. In just a moment, all the discomfort in Yang Lu's body disappeared!

"Master, Uncle Hei is unreasonable, please forgive me!" Xing Marriage said and pushed Yang Lu's arm, and Yang Lu involuntarily let go of his hand.

"Amitabha, you don't have to worry about the marriage, young master." After the monk said that, he let go of his hand, and the Tang sword fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Thank you, Master, for showing mercy." Xing Marry dragged Tang Dao to Yang Lu with great effort.

Yang Lu's face couldn't help but become gloomy. He picked up the Tang Dao on the ground and put it back.

"I'll go! Isn't it, Lao Yang? This, this monk can't even defeat you, so aren't we doomed? What should we do if we can't break through this level?" Liu Yuanhui asked.

"Something's not right here. Most of my skills have been suppressed." Yang Lu said.

Liu Yuanhui closed his eyes, took a deep breath and felt it: "There is nothing wrong, there is no discomfort in my body!"

"Okay, then go up and chop him." Yang Lu said.

Liu Yuanhui shook his head quickly.

At this time, Li Kui came forward with an ax in hand: "Come! Let me, Tieniu, go meet that bald donkey!"

Liu Yuanhui stopped him quickly, then leaned into Li Kui's ear and said, "I told you not to cause trouble! It's not like you don't know the level of Lao Yang's martial arts! He is no match for him. If you go, aren't you going to die?"

Li Kui threw Liu Yuanhui away and shouted: "I want to go!"

When the monk saw Li Kui coming over aggressively, he said, "Uh... this donor..."

"Donor, your grandma!" Li Kui didn't wait for the monk to finish speaking, and struck down with an axe.

The monk caught it easily again. He held the ax blade between his palms and calmed down: "Amitabha..."

"Tuofu, your grandma!" Li Kui raised another ax and struck it again!

"Ah!!" A scream was heard, and one of the monk's arms was chopped off. He fell to the ground and shouted: "You! You! You! You don't follow the instructions!"

The monk was careless. He didn't realize in time that Li Kui had two axes!

On the other side, Li Kui himself was a little confused. Is this done?

Liu Yuanhui and Yang Lu were even more shocked. This result was really unexpected!

Li Kui was stunned for a few seconds, and then he raised the ax again and planned to chop off the monk's bald head.

"Wait a minute!" Xing Marriage shouted from behind.

Li Kui staggered and almost lost his back: "Girl in marriage, when I lift the ax, there is a chance that someone will suddenly shout stop! My waist! My waist is not good!"

Xing Marriage went straight to the broken-armed monk and pressed a rejuvenating lotus next to his wound. After the monk stopped bleeding, Xing Marriage asked Li Kui to cut the monk's cassock into long strips with an ax, and then bandaged the monk.

Liu Yuanhui slowly walked to the monk: "Master, my black-faced brother has a bad temper. If he gets angry, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop you. What if I send you to the Paradise of Elysium... ugh ? From what you said just now, it seems that you are quite yearning for the paradise world, otherwise..."

The monk was so frightened that he quickly backed away: "Amitabha... Ouch... Donor, God has the virtue of a good life. You should go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss after the poor monk passes away. I won't bother the black donor to see you off! Everyone, please Just please..."

Liu Yuanhui jumped a few times, and then gestured to the people behind him: "Awesome! Let's walk! Next level!"

Before leaving for the wedding, the monk said in her ear: "Little benefactor, the upper level is full of dangers, please be careful!"

After the marriage ceremony, they put their palms together respectfully and saluted: "Thank you, Master, for reminding me!"

When Yang Lu passed by the monk, he glanced sideways at the old monk on the ground: "Bald man, I think if you leave this hall full of Buddha statues and incense, you will be just a mortal, right?"

The monk avoided Yang Lu's gaze and said nothing.

Yang Lu was right. The monk's surname was Erchi, and his surname was Tuoba. He was just a monk with mediocre martial arts. He was here only because he was Tuoba Yixiu's younger brother.

This floor is lit with a lot of incense that suppresses other people's internal energy, and there are thousands of bottles of Buddha statues here.

Yang Lu felt uncomfortable being in such a bright Buddhist hall, and his internal energy was suppressed. Only then did the monk take the sword with his bare hands.

At this time, all four people arrived on the third floor.

This layer was pitch black and you couldn't see your fingers.

"Are all the people here dead?" Yang Lu said.

"Shh! Lao Yang, please keep your voice down! You can't see anything now, and we will be exposed as soon as you speak out! What if we are attacked?!" Liu Yuanhui said cautiously.

"Humph, you can't see anything? I can see clearly that there is no one here." Yang Lu said.

"Why can't Tieniu see anything! Commander Yang, are you a night owl, right?" Li Kui stared at the two bull's eyes and looked carefully.

"Uncle Hei is so awesome!" Xing Marriage said, stepping forward and holding Yang Lude's arm.

Liu Yuanhui took out the Huozhezi from his waist and could barely see a stone platform in front of him, with a box placed on the stone platform.

Then he held up the torch and lit all the candlesticks on this floor, and gradually the entire hall was revealed in front of everyone.