This fat old monk who claimed to be the King of Maitreya was the original host of Qianzhao Temple. His Dharma name was Hengyu. He has always regarded himself as Maitreya Buddha. In order to make his image closer, he became full of energy and fat intestines and had an outrageous stomach. It was really similar, and it was difficult to tell the truth about the false.

There are thousands of monks in Qianzhao Temple, and they are almost all evil people. Because the great monk Hengyu is a famous demon king. Before he became a monk, he was called "The Thousand Tortures of the Three Tribes" and Xiaoyao Guards. He led his disciples to occupy the temple and recruited evil people to become monks. As long as he was cruel and ruthless, he was fine. When rebellions broke out in various places, the great monk Hengyu led many monks to defeat the officers and soldiers to occupy the city, and continued to expand. The number of personnel under his command increased to more than 50,000, and he became a king himself, and he called himself the King of Maitreya with a unique intent.

This time, when he was invited to Zhongzhou, King Maitreya led more than a hundred disciples to drive flying monsters, which looked very majestic. When he was about to arrive at the arena, he happened to meet Qiu Yu and his group. With the eyes of the old monk, he saw the ink-like giant eagle covered with feathers as black as iron, looking like a monster, and like a puppet beast. He was carrying a young man on his back, wearing a white five-clawed python robe, looking extraordinary.

Although there were not many people, the followers behind were all powerful people. Because they could fly with weapons, they attracted the attention of the Maitreya King. A group of old guys had fierce faces, as if they were evil ghosts from hell. The most eye-catching ones were the two flags with handwriting, "Flying Yunjun" and "Ling Wang," surprised the King of Maitreya. His eyes, which were originally squinting, were glittering, and he said in wonder: "Hey, is this kid the King of Ling?"

The fierce monks behind looked at each other and looked at them curiously, and they were a little afraid. After all, those strong men looked extremely ugly and should not be easy to mess with. After all, many of them had not yet reached the realm of merging spirit, which was far inferior to the other.

Hearing the sound, Qiu Yu turned his head and looked over, and was also surprised. What's going on? Maitreya Buddha has appeared in resurrection. This fat monk looks so similar that it makes people unable to tell the truth or falsehood. It's so great in the world, and everything is strange! He nodded and said in a deep voice: "It's right below. Do you dare to ask the old monk who is the Maitreya King?" Because I heard the monk shouting loudly just now, I asked casually. With my eyes, I suddenly felt that the old monk should be very powerful. Looking at the kind-eyed eyes, evil spirits appeared in his eyes. He was definitely not a good bird.

Regarding the Feiyun Army and Ling Wang Qiuyu, it is at its peak among the many rebels. After all, this is the first team to rise up and dare to fight the officers and soldiers openly. It has set a precedent for rebellion and achieved phased victory. This has led to the imitation of many rebels, and the situation is sparking in various places. Moreover, so far, it is said that the Feiyun Army is also the most powerful, with severe defeats of officers and soldiers, and is like the best among the rebels.

Since you are not kind, don't blame me for being unrighteous. This is Qiu Yu's measure of dealing with things. The words of Maitreya King have contempt. He also responded, which made the old monk very dissatisfied and his face turned gloomy. He couldn't help but snorted coldly. The disciples behind him knew that the master was angry. A monk with a big head as big as a short and thick body angrily scolded: "Bold, what should I be guilty of disrespecting Maitreya King?"

However, Qiu Yu did not come alone, and there were also a group of loyal subordinates following him. When a monk shouted loudly, Taoist Qingfeng and others immediately cursed, "Stop farting there, I dare to talk nonsense, I will bite you to death and chew it."

Monk Luzhu bared his teeth and said, "A bunch of bald donkeys, what a crazy bunch? Do you know who to talk to? King Ling, you dare to provoke him, so you won't be afraid of being cut into pieces."

Big and Big Qiao were even swearing, "Damn you, a fairy, Banban, what are you saying? Are you talking about or something that is your mouth or something?"

"Damn guy, let you lose your son and grandson, curse you with sores all over your head and ulcers all over your body..."

Those monks were not good people. They relied on the large number of people and were scolding this group of strong men. The two sides were tense and even had to fight in the air, which made the atmosphere at the scene extremely tense and was about to break out.

Qiu Yu did not stop his subordinates and the monks from cursing. After all, he was not a good-for-nothing lamp. When all the rebels and green forest heroes came to Zhongzhou, there would inevitably be friction or conflict. What are I afraid of? At worst, I will finish it. Never admit defeat. Otherwise, the two armies will lose their momentum in the future. After all, the Zhao State has been exhausted, and the rebels will encounter it sooner or later.

Seeing that the two groups of people in the air were about to fight, everyone on the ground was watching the fun. Suddenly, a thunderous sound came, "Stop your mouth..." Everyone's ears were buzzing, and they were shocked.

There were more than ten Grand Master Chairs on the platform south of the arena, and they were lined up, which were seats for the anti-kings. Several people had already sat down. The host, Lu Shixuan, the king of Jing of Zhongzhou. He was over 80 years old, with a red face on the national character, tall and burly figure, wearing a green robe with a purple dragon pattern embroidered on it, like a respected old prince.

In fact, this guy was originally a master of the Zhao Kingdom's cultivation world. He had a very high cultivation level. He was invincible with a horizontal sword. He was invincible with a demon-slaying sword. He rarely met an opponent. He also had many disciples under his sect and had many powerful characters. For example, the seven most accomplished disciples, who were called the Seven Masters of Zhongzhou. Each of them was the best and could stand alone and be praised by others.

The grand event was launched entirely by Lu Shixuan's reputation, which made Zhongzhou very lively. Seeing many heroes coming, the old man was very happy with smiles. However, the two groups of people in the air were hostile to each other and were about to fight, which made Lu Shixuan's face dizzy and quickly stopped it, causing both sides to stop verbally and looked down.

Whether it is the side of the Maitreya King or the side of the Ling King, they are powerful rebels, which naturally attracted Lu Shixuan's attention and said loudly: "The King of Maitreya and King Ling come from afar. I am sorry for your mistakes. If the heroes gather in Zhongzhou today, it is an eternal event. Everyone has only one enemy, that is, the officers and soldiers of Zhao. They are equivalent to allies. Let's not be hurt by the harmony, but come and sit down quickly."

Hearing the old man's tone, Qiu Yu knew that the other party was King Jing of Zhongzhou. Since the host spoke, he naturally wanted to show his face and responded loudly: "King Jing is so polite. This is just a misunderstanding between the king and the King of Maitreya. It cannot reach the point of being enemies with each other. We are here now."

The great monk Hengyu, the king of Maitreya, had already met Lu Shixuan, so he couldn't go too far. He laughed and said with a sarcastic smile: "That's right, just kidding, don't make a fuss about King Jing..."

The personnel of both sides still disliked each other, but no one spoke. They all flew down and landed inside the arena. They put away their mounts, and their own personnel led the two anti-kings to the platform to sit down. The entourages stood behind and looked around with vigilant eyes.

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