A terrifying aura erupted from the sky and the earth, and the aura from Zulong spread out in all directions like a sea. The unprepared Buddhist monks such as Ran Deng couldn't help but take a few steps back under this terrifying aura! Ran Deng narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Quasi Saint Peak."
Immediately the conversation changed and he said: "So what if you are at the pinnacle of a quasi-sage? Two fists are hard to beat with four hands. There are so many people on our side, but you are the only one on your side? We are coming together, can you stop us?" p>
His words were full of disdain and endless domineering, and he didn't take the ancestral dragon seriously at all. He was just an ancestral dragon, a quasi-sage peak, and he couldn't hide well under the calamity.
Dare to show up at this time and pretend to be Zulong to cause trouble for them. Do you really think that their Buddhist sect is a soft persimmon? It's easy to pinch them? Who cares whether he is Zulong or Zulong today?
Today, he showed up and offended Buddhism. Today, I beat him and turned him into an ancestor!
Zu Long looked to his left, then to his right, and finally turned to look behind him. Zu Long looked at Ran Deng and said, "What? Are you going to bully me alone?"
The corner of Ran Deng's mouth rose and he sneered: "Otherwise? I won't bully you? Who will I bully? I kidnapped Tang Xuanzang and asked me, the Buddhist sect, to show enough sincerity! How about we come with so many strong men? This sincerity is enough, right?
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"Are you going to fight a group of us alone? Or are you going to fight a group of us alone? How do you choose?"
Ran Deng's words contained endless domineering power, and his domineering power reached the extreme. The strong Buddhist men behind him were also gearing up, with the aura of supreme mana flowing around them, ready to teach Zulong a lesson!
Beat him until he turns into a caterpillar!
The corner of Zulong's mouth raised with a helpless smile, he pointed at Ran Deng and said domineeringly: "Can I choose to challenge you in a duel?"
"Single challenge?"
Ran Deng smiled when he heard this.
Laughing loudly!
"Amitabha?"
Ran Deng said the Buddha's name and said in an extremely domineering manner: "A one-on-one challenge? Do you think it's possible?"
"Hey..."
Zu Long sighed after hearing this: "Since you don't choose to fight alone? Then we can only do it together!"
"Brothers, come out!"
After Zu Long finished speaking, a hole gradually opened in the void behind him, and figures with powerful auras walked out of the hole. Almost all of these figures were strong men who had blocked the journey to the west during the previous calamity.
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When they walked out of the void, a powerful aura filled the air, and the entire space between heaven and earth gradually became distorted!
Ran Deng and other Buddhist experts were dumbfounded when they saw this group of experts. This was completely different from what they imagined! What is going on? What happened?
He looked like he was constipated. Did he agree to be from Zulong? Why did so many familiar guys suddenly appear?
One after another, these guys are ridiculously strong, and there are quite a few strong ones on their side, all of whom are quasi-sages.
But having suffered losses before, they know very well that although the number of people between the two sides is about the same, there is still a gap.
The gap is like a chasm, how can this compare?
…
Not only Ran Deng and others were dumbfounded, but the strong men peeping in the dark were also dumbfounded and extremely shocked. What is going on? Is it the end? How come everything has come out? What happened? Is it just an ancestral dragon?
How did you create so many strong men?
Could it be that the strong men hiding in the dark have a showdown? No longer pretending? Are they going to be exposed?
…
In the Lingxiao Palace.
Haotian and other immortals were dumbfounded when they looked at the formation projected in front of them. All the strong men from before came out.
Good guy, is this invisible big hand in the dark about to show its cards?
If a fight breaks out, Buddhism will be no match at all, and Buddhism will be destroyed as a result. To be honest, with such a big shock, are you sure the saint will not intervene?
What if the Saint intervenes? Today's Three Realms are made up of fragments. What if the Saint takes action and a holy war breaks out?
The current Three Realms simply cannot withstand their efforts, and the Three Realms will perish.
…
In chaos.
Inside the Zixiao Palace.
All the saints were dumbfounded when they saw the powerful man emerging from behind Zulong. They were extremely confused. What is going on?
They all chose to appear at this time. All the saints had different thoughts, and they all looked at the leader of Tongtian.
This is all the work of Master Tongtian, what? Now that Master Tongtian is trapped in Zixiao Palace, what little tricks are he still doing?
Leader Tongtian sensed the eyes of all the saints looking towards him. He was confused at first, but soon he came to his senses: "Why are you all looking at me?"
"No way?"
"Fuck..."
The leader of Tongtian suddenly thought of something, and changed the topic and said: "You all look at me like this? Don't you think this is my handiwork?"
The saints did not speak, but just looked at the Tongtian Cult Leader. Their attitudes and their eyes fully explained everything.
In the eyes of their saints, this is the work of Lord Tongtian.
"Grass..."
Leader Tongtian couldn't help complaining, and immediately looked at Patriarch Hongjun and said: "Teacher, these guys don't believe me, you must believe me, this has nothing to do with me at all..."
It doesn’t matter if all the saints don’t believe it. In the eyes of Tongtian Cult Leader, it’s fine as long as Patriarch Hongjun doesn’t believe it.
If Patriarch Hongjun thinks the same as all the saints, it will be terrible, he will be doomed.
The scene where the Supreme Being was taught a lesson by Hongjun still echoes in Tongtian's mind, and Tongtian still remembers it deeply.
I am deeply afraid of following in the footsteps of the Supreme Being, being brought down to a lower level and losing face.
Hongjun and Tongtian looked at each other. After looking at Hongjun for several seconds, they finally stopped looking at each other.
Withdrawing his gaze, Tongtian still felt a little guilty in his heart. In Tongtian's view, all this was the work of the Nitian Gang.
And he had something to do with the Nitian Gang, so Tongtian felt a little guilty and lowered his head, not daring to look at Hongjun for too long.
Afraid of exposing flaws, afraid of Hongjun knowing the little secret in his heart.
…
The atmosphere in the Zixiao Palace became depressing, extremely depressing, revealing a strangeness. This strangeness made all the saints feel ominous, and an uneasiness shrouded their hearts, as if there was a thick fog in their hearts, making them
Can't find direction.
The saints lowered their heads, fearful of Hongjun's majesty, and did not dare to look at Hongjun at this time.
After all.
Hongjun did not speak, and the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace became so depressing and weird only because of Hongjun's silence.
Their uneasiness all comes from Hongjun's silence.
Hongjun's eyes fell on Tongtian and said calmly: "This matter has nothing to do with Tongtian."
Hongjun's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in the ears of the saints. The saints couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and the haze shrouding their hearts gradually dissipated with Hongjun's opening.