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Chapter five hundred and eighty IX: here we come

Atrium! Foshan!

Since the Empress's battle, the Arhat's vitality has been severely damaged and has not recovered even now. This is still supported by the Buddhist Vajra Magical Art. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot.

His face was a little pale, and the Arhat of the Ferry Mountains stood on the top of Foshan, overlooking the desert below, and said angrily: "Empress, Empress, just for Lin Changfeng, you are willing to be deposed."

There are three snails in total, one of the empress's shoulders, and one of them was destroyed by the other party, but the other two were saved in order to destroy the other party.

This is the power of the Buddhist treasure. No one can provoke it. Even if there are only nine god-finishing nails left, it is enough to deal with Lin Changfeng. That's what the Arhats of the Transportation of the Transportation Arhat think.

Judging from the sword energy left before, Lin Changfeng's strength should be not much different from that of the empress, but even the empress was deposed by him. As long as he did not underestimate the enemy at the beginning, could Lin Changfeng still escape?

Since he is a Buddhist son, he naturally needs to convert to Buddhism. All he does this time is for Buddhism, which is also something that the three Bodhisattvas agree unanimously.

Stepping out, the surrounding void began to break. The Arhat crossed the air was in the void and took a bird's eye view of the silent Foshan at this time, sighed slightly, and then disappeared into the void.

The terrifying virtual air spread around, and the Buddhist monks stood up first and respectfully sent the Arhats to the Transportation.

In the darkness on the other side, the Dao Sect leader Mingya, the Confucian leader and the Immortal Sect leader, gathered together again, but the only one who did not see the Empress.

The three of them looked at each other, and then the leader of the Taoist sect, Mingya sighed lightly, "Is Lin Changfeng really worthy of being acquainted with? The empress has been deposed."

"Whether it is worth getting along depends on whether he can escape from the Arhat of the Crossing Race this time." The Confucian leader was not optimistic about Lin Changfeng, a second-grade Buddhist monk, and he also carried nine god-sealing nails. That was a terrifying existence that could kill the first-grade one.

Although Lin Changfeng showed his strength that day was terrifying, he ended up only staying at the second grade, that's all.

If Lin Changfeng had first-class strength, he might have escaped this disaster. Unfortunately, the other party did not have such strength, otherwise he would not have just swung such a sword to warn that day.

The head of the Immortal Sect touched his chin and laughed: "I am looking forward to Lin Changfeng being able to destroy the Arhats of the Transportation. You must know that the monks who have entered the path of immortality are different from you garbage."

Among so many people at the scene, only the Immortal Sect's cultivation level is the fourth grade, but even the fourth grade, the opponent's strength can be side by side with the second grade, so Dao Sect and Confucianism also chose to shut up.

There is no way, the Immortal Sect is just a plug-in. Since it is a plug-in, you can naturally press their heads to say that they are garbage.

The key is that it cannot be beaten...

Mingya, the leader of the Taoist sect, ignored the leader of the Immortal Sect, turned his head to look at the Confucian sect on one side, and asked, "The Yuan Dynasty is now open, and the King of Ming should be your disciple, right? Do you tell him about these things?"

"The King of Ming is indeed a disciple of this class, but he has not entered Confucianism for the time being, so... he only informed some of it." The Confucian leader responded, and then asked back, "Yuyazi is still by Lin Changfeng's side. Wouldn't you tell him some news?"

"Although Yuyazi is a saint, I will not inform you of some news. Let's talk about it after he enters the third grade." The third grade and the fourth grade are a watershed, so he doesn't want to talk to the other party too early on about the Holy Land.

At least in recent years, Yuyazi has been extremely diligent in practicing because of Buddhism, which has surpassed other holy sons of the Dao Sect, so he allows the other party to indulge in his emotions.

"Oh..." The Confucian leader sighed, and then said helplessly: "The news of the Gods Spike no longer needs to be passed on, and I believe it is too late."

The Arhat of the Transportation of the Arhat is a second-level cultivation level. He is stepping on the void. As long as it is where he wants to go, it is just a matter of thought. It is naturally too late for him to spread the news at this time.

The two of them just hope that Lin Changfeng will not die in this battle, and naturally they do not want Lin Changfeng to join Buddhism. There are enough strong people in Buddhism, and there can no longer be a peerless strong man who has entered the path of immortality... Five

Thinking of this, the two of them looked at each other

Qi Luo asked on the neglected leader of the Immortal Sect, "Lin Changfeng is a cultivator who has entered the path of immortality. Don't you find a way to get the other party into the Immortal Sect?"

"Tsk..." The head of the Immortal Sect cut with great disdain, then glanced at the two of them with contemptuous eyes, "The current foundation of my Immortal Sect is still too low. If I offend Buddhism, can I escape to the benefit?"

And... although he is the leader of the Immortal Sect, his strength seems to be inferior to Lin Changfeng. How can he accept the other party and convince the other party?

You can't take the initiative to give up the position of the owner, right?

This is something he could never do. He founded the Immortal Sect with one hand. Now there are dozens of disciples in the sect, and they have established prestige in the atrium, so he naturally doesn't want to watch the Immortal Sect in Lin Changfeng's hands.

In fact, the other two leaders also thought so, because they were crazy about the empress, and felt that they could join Lin Changfeng and forcefully fought with the Arhats of the Ferry Raiders.

"I'm so arrogant, but in the end I'm afraid of the bald donkeys in the Buddhist sect?" Mingya looked at the leader of the Immortal Sect with contempt, then waved his hand and said, "Let's wait and see. If possible, I really want to go to Yuandu to see how Lin Changfeng fought with the Arhats in the Ferry of the Transport."

The Confucian leader smiled, took out a crystal from his arms, nodded and said, "Although he can't go, it doesn't mean he can't see it."

The Ming King was in Yuandu at this time. As long as the voice transmission spreads the scene, they would not be unable to see the situation on the scene.

Mingya showed a knowing smile, then turned his head to look at the leader of the Immortal Sect. He found that the other party looked at this side and laughed and said sarcastically: "Aren't we trash? Can't you do this?"

The leader of the Immortal Sect quickly restrained his expression, looked solemn and snorted coldly: "All of them are vulgar people, I don't want to be with you."

After saying that, he turned his head and fled to the distance. He had no choice but to run Mingya and Confucian sects. As the strongest generation, he naturally had to have his own pride.
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