Chapter 1884
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Time Controller?
"Amitabha …"
With a soft sentence, the twelve Divine Generals suddenly stopped.
Their expressions abruptly changed, as if they felt an incomparably powerful force threatening them.
They stopped in their tracks.
Twelve pairs of eyes stared at the old monk who walked out of the darkness.
Long Fei lay on the ground and looked at the old monk who was slowly walking out from the distance. He muttered: "Sweeping Monk?"
"You …"
"What are you doing here?"
"Get out of here quickly!"
One of the two old monks guarding the Demon Temple.
As for their names, Long Fei did not know at all, but Long Fei liked to call them Sweeping Monks. They were the super powerful figures hidden in the Shaolin Temple of the Dragon's Eight Divisions.
How strong was he?
Long Fei did not know.
No one knew either.
However, Long Fei knew one thing. An old monk who could guard the Demon Temple for a thousand years, just the fact that he had a lifespan of a thousand years made him extremely powerful.
However.
It was useless no matter how strong he was. If he did not kill the bodies of the twelve Divine Generals, they would not die. Without lifespan and fate, they could resurrect indefinitely. It was too difficult to deal with them.
"Where did this monk come from?"
"Get lost!"
An elder of the Fortune Temple shouted and landed in front of the old monk. The old monk's reaction was to kick him.
It was just that …
A tenth of a second before the kick landed on the old monk, it suddenly missed.
The elder staggered and almost fell down.
At this moment.
The old monk was already standing behind him and continued to walk forward.
It was as if nothing had happened at all.
"Preposterous!"
"You old thing, go to hell."
As soon as he finished speaking.
A cold sword was pulled out and stabbed towards the back of the old monk's head. A cold light flashed and the sword intent was like lightning. It was extremely fast …
However.
A strange scene happened again.
The old monk returned to his original position, as if nothing had happened. He stood behind the elder and slowly walked forward.
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
Was this speed?
Or was it demonic magic?
They could not understand it at all.
Long Fei blinked and thought to himself, "F * ck, what the f * ck is this? Was it an illusion? That's not right. If it's an illusion, it's impossible for everyone to see it. "
"What's that?"
The feeling it gave Long Fei was as if time had suddenly sped up, and then suddenly reversed.
What kind of power is this?
No one could understand this at all.
Jiu Tianmo frowned and said coldly, "Monk, what do you want?"
The old monk put his palms together and said, "I'm here to save them."
Jiu Tianmo narrowed his eyes: "Save who?"
The old monk's eyes were empty and there was no expression on his face. He looked at Long Fei on the ground and said, "Him."
Jiu Tianmo said coldly: "Do you know who we are? Do you know the consequences of going against God? Don't think that just because you're a monk guarding a devil's temple, you're nothing in front of God! "
He had also been to the Demon Temple.
Therefore …
He recognized the old monk at first glance.
The old monk was still expressionless: "There is no God in this world. The so-called God is just the fear in your heart."
"As long as you can get rid of these fears, you can …"
Before the old monk finished, Jiu Tianmo shouted: "Stop talking nonsense. I see that you've lived for a thousand years. An old thing like you should cherish your life."
The old monk continued walking and said: "What is life?"
"It's just a small part of one's lifespan."
He walked forward slowly.
There was no aura.
He was very calm.
He felt like an otherworldly master.
"Grand Elder, why are you wasting time with him? Kill him! "
"Right!"
"Isn't he just a guard of a devil's temple? Now that we have the Fortune Shrine, the devil's temple is nothing. Old man, you dare to save people in front of us? Kill him. "
"Kill him!"
…
A few young elders had murderous looks in their eyes.
Jiu Tianmo smiled: "Did you hear what they're saying? As long as I give the order, they'll kill you. And … there are Divine Generals around. You want to save people? Can you? "
The old monk said: "Yes and no, it all depends on one word, and that word is' do '!"
Jiu Tianmo's face turned sinister as he shouted: "You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. I think you're tired of living. Kill!"
As soon as he said that.
More than a dozen Black Star Realm experts rushed toward the old monk in unison.
They all used their killing moves.
The twelve Divine Generals looked on coldly and didn't make a move.
Their eyes were the eyes of the God of Destiny.
The scene they saw would be immediately reported to the God of Destiny.
…
Dozens of warriors rushed over. The old monk still had an expression like he was at the end of his life. His eyes were empty and lifeless. His skinny body slowly walked forward.
He didn't look at the warriors rushing towards him.
It was as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"Drip!"
"Drip!"
"Drip!"
Three seconds passed. The killing moves of the warriors all missed. At the same time, the old monk didn't do anything, but he walked out of the encirclement.
Calm.
His eyes were empty.
Long Fei was dumbfounded. "Amazing!"
"That's too amazing!"
"That's the real Tigerman."
"That's the highest realm of acting cool."
He really didn't expect the old monk to be so strong. He looked like he could be blown away by the wind, but he was actually hiding his strength. He was an otherworldly expert.
Dozens of warriors missed, which made them even more furious.
He turned around and moved.
Once again, he pounced forward to kill.
This time, it was even more ferocious.
"Old monk, go and die."
"Let's see where you can hide this time!"
"Old man, I don't believe that I can't kill you!"
"Boom!"
…
Dozens of attacks fell at the same time.
Time passed slowly as if it was slower than usual.
"Drip!"
"Drip, drip!"
After three seconds of silence, the old monk returned to his original position. It was as if the previous two attacks didn't happen.
"Ghost, ghost."
"This, this, this monk knows demonic techniques."
"What's going on, are you a human or a ghost?"
…
Not only the dozens of warriors, even Long Fei was suspecting whether the old monk was a human or a ghost. It was as if time had been reset.
"Time …"
"Time reset?"
"That's impossible, unless …!"
Suddenly.
Long Fei looked at the old monk, his heart suddenly filled with shock, "Could it be … Is he like my mother, comprehending the profound meaning of the laws of time?"
This was the only explanation.
The old monk didn't use any cultivation technique, nor did he use any speed.
He was like the controller of time.
This power … It was too terrifying!
It was unimaginable terror.
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