"One world has its own rules. You don't belong to the human world, so naturally you should come and go wherever you want!"
"Besides, a family that relies on raising little ghosts as Dharma protectors can also be called the number one Fengshui family? Then the standards in your country are too low, right?"
"Tao also has Tao. Isn't it easily broken by my Buddha now? What's so good about it?"
"I will save you today, and let you know what compassion is!"
The one who spoke was the last of the twelve masters, that is, the last one. Relatively speaking, he was the youngest. He seemed to be in his forties. He also took over the job this time.
Because they were invited from their own country, which is already in the scope of international business, the middle-aged monk is very proud, and he looks down on the few Qingfengs, let alone the aristocratic families here.
If these aristocratic families are very strong, is there still a need to find them
Besides, a formation is over in two minutes, how dare you call it number one
After saying this, the middle-aged monk felt disdainful and continued to chant sutras with his brothers.
"Can you say that again?"
Qingfeng had already moved towards the door secretly, thinking of delaying the time until the Patriarch came, but when they heard such insults to Feng's family, Qingfeng's face changed.
They stood up one after another and slowly appeared.
Breaking the barrier doesn't mean the others can win!
Fengjia Qingfeng appeared, with the golden word Feng flashing on his forehead, his hands clenched into fists, and bluish-purple traces slowly flashed on the exposed skin, like lightning-like lines.
And their faces are even paler, they are not living people, where did they come from? Usually it's just hidden, but now I don't spend my spiritual power to hide, and I'm all out to fight!
"Ah... ghost!"
...Mother Jiang yelled first, and then ran back into the car with Father Jiang. If you are fired, you will not be hired for life! The masters are right
Pay those ghosts, you rush in and bring them out! "
Seeing this, the bodyguards could only bite the bullet and continue pounding on the door, pretending they didn't see it, but their speed was faster, they just wanted to bring the person out quickly and end it quickly!
No time wasted.
As for Jasmine, she didn't yell because she was already fainted from fright...
She knew that there was something guarding under the formation, but she didn't know what it looked like!
Horror movies don't dare to act like this
At such a young age, Jasmine has endured too much...
And Qingfeng didn't think so much, didn't they say they were lonely ghosts? Then be a ghost and let them see!
Then there was a small battle, why is it called a small station, because if there is only this one, such a team battle can be called a big battle.
It's just that the later fight was even bigger and even more ruthless. Compared with the fight that didn't hurt people's lives, it's nothing short of clear soup!
Qingfeng formed their own formations. On the one hand, they continued to resist the bodyguards' attack on the gate of Meizhuang, and on the other hand, they also started a war with the twelve monks.
But one thing must be admitted, these twelve monks fit together, they are really strong. The torture that came from here.
"Can't you hold on? What if I say it again?" The middle-aged monk saw that several Qingfeng couldn't help shaking their heads, and knew that he couldn't stand it. There was no need to fight between them. What they feared most was the Buddhist scriptures. .