"Fellow Daoist, I've been too rewarded."

Maitreya Buddha looked at Emperor Zhenwu with a smile.

People are shameless and invincible in the world.

Maitreya Buddha was deeply educated in the true teachings of the two Western saints, and he was not ashamed of this, nor did he take Emperor Zhenwu seriously.

"Maitreya, you have severely damaged my disciples and made a move."

Emperor Zhenwu was not a verbal person. Seeing Maitreya Buddha acting like this, he knew that he would not have any use to scold him!

For Emperor Zhenwu, the two generals of the turtle and snake are not just subordinates. Today, Maitreya Buddha must pay the price!

With a certain thought, Emperor Zhenwu immediately sacrificed the top-quality innate spiritual treasure Zhenwu soap sculpture flag!

The hazy world covers the sky and the sun!

All evil will retreat and all laws will not invade!

The Zhenwu soap sculpture flag was surrounded by spiritual treasure bans, crushing the void, and sweeping towards Maitreya Buddha!

"Why do you have a hard time?"

Seeing this, Maitreya Buddha shook his head and looked compassionate. Then the Buddha's light in his body was greatly improved, turning into a golden Buddhist appearance, and slapped it with one palm.

"Bang!"

A flag and a palm bombarded each other, making a dull sound, and a powerful momentum shot towards the surroundings. The cracks in the void spread like spider webs.

"boom!"

The entire mountain was suppressed a hundred feet under this qi!

"snort!"

The weakest boy Jinyin couldn't help but groaned, his face turned pale...

The two old quasi-saints are taking action, and this pressure is too strong.

"Buzz!"

Seeing this, Sun Wukong directly used his magic power to protect a group of monsters.

As for the little demons in the Little Leiyin Temple who originally pretended to be Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Arhats, they lay all over the ground, and none of them could move under the powerful pressure.

If his strength is slightly weaker, he will even lose his soul breath and will be scattered!

"Zhenwu, your strength has improved."

Maitreya Buddha's face became solemn.

When he met Emperor Zhenwu last time, he clearly did not have this kind of strength. Why has he become so much stronger now?

Where exactly is the problem?

Originally, Maitreya Buddha did not take Emperor Zhenwu seriously because he was not afraid of Emperor Zhenwu's strength at all.

As a result, the power displayed by Emperor Zhenwu is not much worse than that of him.

If I had known this, I would have thought it was better to admit it, as there would be no substantial loss anyway.

But now that things have come to this point, even if Maitreya Buddha wants to admit his mistake, Emperor Zhenwu may not accept it.

If you don't say it, then let's fight.

"Boom boom boom..."

The black and gold eroded and destroyed each other. The two quasi-saints and powerful masters of Zhenwu and Maitreya Buddha came and went back and forth, and suddenly entered the depths of the void.

"Yellow-browed, I think you are destined to be with me."

Tang Sanzang looked at the yellow-browed boy with a smile.

Maitreya Buddha was entangled by Emperor Zhenwu and happened to open the treasure chest of the Yellow-Browed Boy to see if the system would give some surprises.

"Ah..."

Looking at the ill-intentioned smile of the man who visited the scriptures, the yellow-browed boy couldn't help but feel creepy and quietly retreated to the back.

"My master is talking to you."

The black bear spirit held the Yin-Yang bamboo stick in his hand and looked at the yellow-browed boy.

"Holy monk, there is actually a word. I wonder if you have heard of it. It is called "destiny but no part, and we are destined to be destined to be destined to be destined..."

The yellow-browed boy asked tentatively.

I don’t know if you have a fate with me, but the consequences of betraying Maitreya Buddha...

I dare not.

"Oh? Is that?"

Tang Sanzang narrowed his eyes.

"Since that's the case, let's forget it. I have never liked to force it."

Tang Sanzang waved his hand.

"Thank you, Holy Monk."

The yellow-browed boy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha, since you don't want to be your own demon, then I, Lao Sun, will keep you! You dare to pretend to be a Buddha to deceive your master, you are looking for death!"

Sun Wukong took two steps forward and directly put the Ruyi Golden Cudgel on the head of the yellow-browed boy.

"Guru."

The yellow-browed boy's forehead was covered with beans of sweat, and he swallowed with difficulty.

mmmp, you can't afford to play it!

Didn’t you agree that you didn’t like to force?

"Clang!"

"My old pig has some time to use this rake."

Zhu Bajie threw the nine-toothed nails carried on his shoulder to the ground.

"Zhi Niang, Master likes you, that's your chance. If you dare to say a word, you will let your birds die in ashes!"

Monk Sha stared at the bronze bell's big eyes and scolded.

"Look at whether I'm going to stab you or not!"

"The joint attack between my master and Senior Brother Huang Feng..."

...

A group of great demons said and said, and walked up to surround the yellow-browed boy in the middle. The surging aura pressed towards the yellow-browed boy. The demonic aura soared into the sky and instantly dispersed the clouds in the sky!

"I……"

The yellow-browed boy hugged himself tremblingly.

He is too difficult.

It would be fine if you were surrounded by such a group of great demons from the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm of Daluo Golden Immortals, but the key was that there was a quasi-saint powerful Sun Monkey!

What else can you struggle with? Take the lead?

This is so hell-level difficulty!

"Holy monk, I think we are indeed destined to be!"

Driven by the desire to survive, the yellow-browed boy felt that he could still save him, so he quickly squeezed out of the group of monsters, grabbed Tang Sanzang's cassock, and said with a hurried look.

No matter what, no matter what he betrays or not, Maitreya Buddha doesn't know where he has fought. He left me a pitiful little demon to face these fierce guys...

Let’s take a step by step, save your life first, and let’s talk about it.

The yellow-browed boy sighed in his heart.

"Good, I know that you have wisdom. Since that's the case, why don't you become a disciple?"

Tang Sanzang nodded with satisfaction, and a warm smile appeared on his face as sunshine.

Looking at the yellow-browed boy's eyes rolling, how could Tang Sanzang know what he was thinking?

But no matter how talented or evil you are, as long as you call your master, even if you are an old-fashioned master like Zhen Yuanzi, you will be hit!

You can always trust the capabilities of the system!

The yellow-browed boy has entered my chime.

"Master."

There was no way, but now the monster had to bow his head under the eaves, and the yellow-browed boy could only call him Master reluctantly.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting the disciple Huangmei Boy!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining several cultivation levels!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the middle-grade innate spiritual treasure, Tiger Soul Broken Yue Sword!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for 20,000 years of Taoism!"

A series of system prompts sounded.

The reward is average, and it is still said that Tang Sanzang felt that his magic power was stronger, but he was obviously still a significant distance from breaking through.

The Taoist practice in 20,000 is barely acceptable, but the only thing that is considered an unexpected surprise is this knife.

Tiger Soul Broken Yue Dao: a medium-grade innate spiritual treasure, containing the nine-headed white tiger soul, not something in the original world.

"Not something in this world?"
Chapter completed!