Nine Symbolic Words!

Dozens of Buddhist cultivators hovered in the midair, forming a fan shape surrounding Ning Chenxin!

A dazzling Buddhist light appeared behind the Buddhist cultivator.

Beams of qi soared into the sky!

Ning Ming and the others were terrified.

The Buddhist faction was extremely mysterious and this was only the tip of the iceberg.

Could Ning Chenxin really walk up there?

"Benefactor, hurry leave the mountain. If not, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Ning Chenxin was not what everyone thought he was.

He knew when to back off but this time, he took another step forward and looked directly at these Buddhist cultivators.

"There are some things that you have to do even if you know you can't do it."

"There can be no retreat for the Dao in my heart."

Ning Chenxin flipped open the Dao Scripture and looked at these Buddhist cultivators with a solemn expression. "As for you, if you feel at ease, why stop me?"