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Outside the forest, Lin Zheng was sweating cold sweat from Mo Chou's words, goosebumps were all over his body, his pores were all standing up. If there was a mirror in front of him right now, Lin Zheng would definitely be able to see his head standing straight up. Especially when Mo Chou mentioned that the black faced and white bearded ghost was touching his left shoulder, Lin Zheng was so scared that he almost fell from the sky.

"Senior, please come over now. Why do you have to scare us?" Lin Zheng was still calm as he spoke. However, his voice was trembling, and he lacked confidence.

"According to the rumors in the Realm of Gods, the Polo Star Polo Buddha was the first cultivator to visit Pangu's Star. After obtaining a Pangu's treasure, it was able to cultivate to the Supreme Immortal Realm." According to the legends in the Realm of Gods, the Polo Star Polo Buddha was the first to visit Pangu's Star. The other party still did not appear, but his voice still echoed in Lin Zheng's ears. It seemed like that person was right beside Lin Zheng, but his voice was still floating in the air. It seemed like what the little monk said was true. Lin Zheng tapped the storage bag on his waist. With a flash of light, a talisman flew out and turned into a golden blade of light, slashing towards the source of the sound.

"It's better if you don't bother yourself. If you can't behead him, then your cultivation is too weak." At this moment, another voice rang out in Lin Zheng's mind. It was the voice of Buddha of the Fourth Generation.

"Senior, what should I do?" Lin Zheng hurriedly asked.

"He won't hurt you. If he had thought like that, your soul would have been destroyed long ago." The voice of Buddha of the Fourth Generation came over.

Jing Song and the three young monks beside him couldn't understand what Lin was talking about, so they stared at Lin Zheng with their mouths agape. Jing Song patted Mo Chou on the shoulder. The young monk looked up and saw Jing Song.

"Is Senior Lin talking to that existence?" Jing Song looked at the young monk's face and asked.

"I don't know, but no matter how I look at it, that black-faced guy with the white beard is just talking to himself. Also, Uncle doesn't seem to be talking to that guy either. He seems to be also talking to himself." Mo Chou replied. After Jing Song heard this, he was also indifferent and silent. It was obvious that there was something strange going on. He was a mortal now, so there was no way for him to know.

"I think it's better for Fellow Daoist to show himself. As a senior, you used such a divine art to scare a junior. Don't you find it laughable? Do you have a role to play?" At this moment, Buddha Four Lives spoke, as if he was talking to an invisible existence.

Wait a minute, let me take a closer look at this chaos body. Let me see if it's a Houtian chaos body or a Xiantian chaos body." "At that moment, the voice called out.

Less than a minute after the sound was made, Lin Zheng felt someone viciously pinch his left shoulder, then his right shoulder, and then his back was ruthlessly poked. The pain was intense, as if someone had poked a steel bar, and his own back seemed to have been pierced with a hole.

"Aiya, aiya! "It hurts." Lin Zheng could not help but shout out. He then reached out his right hand to touch his back.

"What the ancient Buddha said is true. This body of chaos was formed at the Houtian realm. It seems like it was created by a master using just his own strength." Then the voice came again.

"You and I both know that more than one primal chaos body appeared in the ancient era. There was a innate primal chaos body, and it was also created after birth. This is a type of precious body that can achieve supreme dao fruit." The voice of Buddha of the Fourth Generation rang out. For some reason, this time, the voice did not answer the Buddha.

"Master, I'm afraid that the old man with the white beard touched Senior Lin and came to visit us again." At this moment, the young monk Mo Chou's voice sounded. When Lin Zheng heard this, the person that appeared to be invisible once again ran to Jing Song's side and left his side. Other than the young monk Mo Chou, Jing Song and his disciples could not see anything else. Even Lin Zheng himself could not see anything, as this was going to be troublesome. Lin Zheng could not help but think of this.

"Senior is a human or a ghost, please don't scare this little disciple of mine anymore." Jing Song hurriedly said.

"Master, he wants to touch you." At this moment, the young monk Mo Chou's voice sounded once more. This voice did not matter, it frightened Jing Song so much that he shivered. He was not a profound cultivator, and at this moment, he had completely turned into a mortal. Lin Zheng was also shocked when he heard this. He knew Jing Song's current situation. He had been poked three times by the invisible existence just now. Every time it hurt to the bone, if Jing Song were to be poked like this by that fellow, he would undoubtedly die.

"Master, he touched your head." Just as the young monk finished speaking, Jing Song's light turned into a speck of light and disappeared.

Lin Zheng was shocked, he did not know if this was a good thing or not, because he could not see his opponent at all, but the opponent could see him. His opponent had already pointed a bag at the back of his head, but when he pointed at Jing Song, Jing Song turned into a speck of light.

"Don't touch my eldest senior brother, you're a bad guy." When Jing Song disappeared, little monk Mo Chou shouted once again.

Ah!" A shout sounded out. Mo Xi should have been touched or poked by that invisible entity. In Lin Zheng's opinion, Mo Xi was hit again. With a flash of light, Mo Xi also turned into a dot of light and disappeared. Were they killed? Lin Zheng could not help but ask himself, they did not fly away but instead turned into light and disappeared. According to normal times, even if they disappeared, there would still be some distance between them. Judging from the current situation, these two were most likely dead.

"Second senior brother, run!" I'll fight it out with you, stop touching my second senior brother! " At this moment, the young monk wailed and rushed towards a certain direction in the air. He waved his two fists and smashed towards a certain direction. However, something that surprised Lin Zheng happened. There seemed to be no one at that position. The two little fists did not seem to have the feeling of stopping at all. They only slashed through the air.

Ah!" At this moment, the panic-stricken Mo Rou's body flashed and then turned into a dot of light before disappearing.

"Uncle, uncle, where did master and my two senior brothers go? Are they all dead?" At this moment, Mo Chou stopped waving his fists and looked helplessly at Lin Zheng who was in the air.

"Mo Chou, don't be afraid. They should have been teleported away and won't be killed." Lin Zheng did not know what to say, and could only say this to comfort this helpless little monk.

"Uncle, you didn't lie to me right?" What are you doing? You just touched my master and two senior brothers and then flew towards me. Don't touch me, I'm scared! " At this moment, the young monk Mo Chou's voice sounded again. It was filled with helplessness and fear.

With a flash of light, the blade of light slashed through the air in the direction Mo Chou was looking. However, the blade of light did not stop there. Instead, it sliced through the air and did not make any collisions or pauses.

"Damn you, what are you doing? If you have the guts, come out and fight me, your grandma is going to fight you!" Lin Zheng could not hold it in any longer and shouted. When he saw Mo Chou's pitiful eyes, they were filled with helplessness and fear, as if he couldn't bear it any longer. He activated the Dao Origin Heavenly Technique, and a bright light flashed behind him. A fifty to sixty feet tall shadow appeared, and Lin Zheng's hands moved in the air. He was prepared to use his most powerful killing move, 'Divine Spirit Break'.

"Are all the guests from Pan Zu planet like this? I've long heard of them. They're all full of vulgarities and vulgarities." At this moment, a voice came from the place where the young monk, Mo Chou, came from.

"Uncle!" With a flash of light, the young monk did not make any further sounds. He only shouted out two words before turning into a speck of light and disappearing.

"Damn you, I've been greeting your ancestors for eighteen generations and cursing you for going to hell. Have you given birth yet? You won't even let a child off." Lin Zheng was truly furious, he could not see the other party. From the looks of it, the other side might want to touch him next.

However, what surprised Lin Zheng was that something happened. Less than a minute after he finished cursing, he suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. Could it be that he was going to confess? Then, something unexpected happened. Lin Zheng felt two more sharp pains coming from his forehead, as if someone had poked him three times in the back of the head and three times in the forehead. Lin Zheng opened his eyes, but he could still not see anything.

In any case, Lin Zheng could not see his opponent, so he used Divine Break all at once. This was his ultimate move. Countless palm shadows spread out in all directions around his body, causing the entire world to buzz. In the distance, some cultivators saw the scene, and a few monks saw it at the same time. These monks came from the temple, and were sent by the abbot of the temple to search for Lin Zheng. At this moment, when they saw that something was different, they also flew over.

Now, with the old buddha's narration and his addition, the other four people understood that the little golden Buddha in Lin Zheng's hand should have been trapped by that old buddha from the Bono Planet. If they could release this old buddha from their side, it would be a great help to the buddhist faith, and as long as this old buddha was in charge, they could suppress everything with a wave of their hands. But when they thought of finding Lin Zheng, the spiritual sense they sent out was unable to search him. Even Jiao Kui had joined in, but still came up empty-handed. In the end, the old Buddha had no other choice but to send a message to Dado, the abbot of the Buddha Temple, asking him to send a group of monks to search for Lin Zheng.

It was a pity that the plan of the old Buddha, Ga Na's, had completely failed. When the information about Lin Fan came out from the Golden Buddha, the monk who called himself Buddha of the 4th generation used his supernatural powers to completely change Lin Zheng's appearance. Lin Zheng was a bearded middle-aged man with a thick beard, and he had also concealed his aura.

Lin was in the midst of breaking through the gods when he opened his eyes decisively. There was still no one in front of him, but Lin felt a terrible pain in the back of his head and in his forehead. He reached out and touched the back of his head, there was a large lump there, Lin Zheng's right hand pressed down and rubbed it, then his second hand reached out and touched his forehead, it was broken, Lin Zheng felt that he had changed, the guy attacked from the front and back, leaving a bump on the back of his head, there were two small bump on his forehead, Lin Zheng now looked like a little monster with two horns on his head.

Aiyo, you old man. I will properly greet your mother, 18 times a day. Son of a bitch, come out for your father." Lin Zheng shooed as he cursed with both hands covering his forehead. Originally, Buddha Four Lives had changed his appearance for him, and Lin Zheng thought that Buddha Four Lives was going to turn into a beautiful man for him, but unfortunately, for some reason, that Buddha Four Lives Buddha had turned into a big bearded middle-aged man for him. Lin Zheng did not like his looks at all, both men and women wanted him to look prettier, but Buddha Four Lives had turned him into a middle-aged man with a big beard. Lin Zheng was already infuriated. This invisible being had forcefully given him two horns, a large beard, and two pimples. He was simply a monster. How could he endure this?