“Count me in!”
“I’ll go too!”
Many experts were inspired, and more and more people joined them.
At this moment, it was rare for the sacred mountain to have internal strife. If they worked together,.
There might not be much danger.
Finally, they looked at the Nirvana master.
The Nirvana master was as still as a mountain, and calmly said, “My Buddha is merciful, and does not create slaughter. This penniless monk awaits your good news.”
Everyone felt indignant.
What kind of Mercy?
How many people had Nirvana killed?
In order to absorb faith, how many wars had been waged in various civilizations, and how many lives had been lost?
But at this moment, he had a false expression of mercy.
He was clearly unwilling to take the risk.
The Demon Emperor, the Heavenly Book Path Master, and the sky-splitting patriarch indifferently glanced at the Lord of Nirvana before leading the many experts to leave the inner abyss.
At that time.
