"This...this great power, Master..."

Ye Fan didn't know what to say anymore. With just one look, he beat the soul of an ancient monster at the level of a demon saint to pieces. I'm afraid not many people in the entire universe possess this kind of power.

He is no longer the little monk in the Wheel and Sea realm. Ye Fan, who has cultivated to the second level of Xiantai and is on an equal footing with the saints of all major holy places, has many speculations about Mo Yuan's identity.

From the basic boxing skills that Mo Yuan taught him, he almost learned the most powerful Tao skills in the world, the Nine Secrets, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, the forbidden secret skills of the Void Sutra, etc., and even some of the killing techniques of the Wushi Sutra.

There are all of them. This is truly the most profound divine treasure in the world.

But even so, he didn't dare to insist that Mo Yuan was the legendary Emperor Yuan Tian, ​​because Emperor Yuan Tian was a figure who became an immortal together with Emperor Wushi and others in the legend. How could he live in the earth and teach him a mere mortal?

Woolen cloth?

But today, after seeing Mo Yuan's supreme power in killing the Demon Saint as if he were crushing an ant, he had to re-evaluate that guess.

"Thank you, Emperor, for your rescue!" The old monk bowed to Mo Yuan's figure again.

"There's no need to be polite, I didn't save you, but my disciple."

Mo Yuan stretched out his hand to support him, and immediately, the old monk's body was lifted up involuntarily.

To be honest, Mo Yuan was not interested in the so-called Great Thunder Sound Temple on the ancient planet Yingluo. As for the so-called old Buddha who was half the master of Sakyamuni, it was even more ridiculous.

Where is Sakyamuni? But just before the ancient star Yingluo, Hangu Pass, the majestic pass from the earth to the starry sky, was just waiting for the opening of the immortal road with Shennong, Laozi and others.

He was very close to Yinghuo Daleiyin Temple, but just like that, he sat and watched the decline of Daleiyin Temple, and the old monk who was kind to him died tragically at the hands of Crocodile Ancestor. People with such a xinxing can cultivate

What kind of Buddha, what kind of immortal can you become?

"Master, unworthy disciple Ye Fan, please come to see Master!"

Under the illumination of Mo Yuan's fairy light, Ye Fan expelled the aura of the Immortal Heavenly Sword, and his injuries were healed. He flew above the Black Sea, knelt down in the air, paid homage and said: "The disciple is incompetent, and the master is so tired that he keeps worrying about this end of the starry sky.

Disciple, if you take action for your disciple, you are being unfilial!"

"Get up, where are you incompetent? You have done a good job, but there are some people who bully the small, which you cannot resist. If I don't take action for you, who will take action for you?"

Facing his beloved disciple, Mo Yuan's tone was much more relaxed. With a smile on his face, he said: "Go to Mount Tai, I'll wait for you there."

What came here was not Mo Yuan's true body, but an illusory incarnation of his divine power. His true body was still practicing in the Kunlun Immortal Land.

Listening to the caring words of his master, thinking about every bit of his practice in Mount Tai in the past, Ye Fan, who has experienced countless life and death crises, and whose Taoist heart has been sharpened to be harder than fairy gold, at this time

At this moment, my eyes were red and my nose was sore.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! The Emperor's spirit and demeanor really make people feel close to him. If the Emperor does not give up, please tell me at the head of Hanguguan City. I will treat you with a good tea here."

For no apparent reason, an old voice came from the aqua blue planet and landed on the Yinghuo Planet. The voice contained an extremely mysterious Taoist rhyme, which made people feel at peace as soon as they heard it.

Mo Yuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the earth. There was a majestic pass invisible to the world, spanning the starry sky. There were three big characters engraved on the city gate tower: Hangu Pass!

The writing is vigorous. I don’t know how many years this ancient city has existed. It is engraved with the wind and frost of the years and full of mottled time. It makes people feel that it is thousands of years old at a glance.

There were people on the city gate tower, three of them, one a monk and one a layman.

The monk was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament. The Taoist looked old and aloof from the world. As for the layman, he was a tall and muscular middle-aged man with a burly figure and unparalleled heroic appearance. He had a terrifying majesty all over his body!

It was the old Taoist who spoke. He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe and was looking at Mo Yuan with a smile, his brows full of kindness.

"Lao Tzu, Sakyamuni and Shennong? Or the Moral God, Amitabha and Emperor Hengyu?"

Mo Yuan said to himself, but he had no intention of going over. These are the corpses of three ancient emperors who have lived two lives. They are also the projections of several supreme powers in the great world of Journey to the West. They only want to become immortals in this life.

!

In the past, Mo Yuan didn't show anything special, so they naturally wouldn't come up to talk. Now, Mo Yuan's move without concealing his aura naturally alarmed them.

A human emperor who has lived to this day, his aura is at its peak, these people naturally want to get in touch with him.

But as mentioned before, Mo Yuan has no favorable impression of figures like Sakyamuni, whether it is the one in front of him or the one in Journey to the West. Don’t forget, Mo Yuan was almost transformed by the two Buddhist saints.

Become a bell-holding Arhat in Buddhism!

"Senior Shen Nong, Senior Lao Tzu, and the later great emperor of the human race, Mo Yuan, this is so polite!"

The phantom bowed its head in the direction of Hangu Pass. For no reason, Sakyamuni, who was juxtaposed with the two of them, was suddenly startled. A great sense of fear surged through his body. He had a premonition,

If you don’t avoid this prayer, you will definitely suffer a disaster!

Buzz!

When the Han Valley was closed, a ray of Buddha's light flickered, and the figure of Sakyamuni suddenly disappeared, and no one knew where he went.

"It does run very fast!"

Mo Yuan looked up and saw the ray of Buddha's light appearing, and sneered in his heart. If Sakyamuni didn't leave, he would definitely kill him!

The Shennong clan was kind to him. In the past, when the problem of the Yellow River Hebo was solved in the Fire Cloud Cave, the Shennong clan had helped. Not to mention me, don't forget that Mo Yuan will soon join the Jie Jiao sect.

There has always been a gap between the Three Purities, but in terms of emotion and reason, Mo Yuandu should be called Taishang Yishun.

The discord between the Three Purities is a fight between the big guys, and the disciples involved in it will not end well. Sanxiao is a lesson learned from the past, and Ye Fan will not be stupid.

As for Sakyamuni, considering Mo Yuan's grievances with Buddhism in that world, it would not be an exaggeration to slaughter the Buddhist sect in this world. If he does not leave, Mo Yuan will not hesitate to give him a blood-transforming magic sword!

"I won't drink the tea anymore. There will definitely be a place for you two on the Immortal Road in the future!"

Mo Yuanchong bowed his hands to them, and his figure suddenly exploded, turning into countless streams of light and disappearing into the universe. The various strange images on Yinghuo returned to calm in an instant.

"Unexpectedly, I never expected that the old monk would be able to see a real emperor after his death. He will die in the evening if he hears the Tao in the morning! Amitabha..."
Chapter completed!