The next second, the perfect aura of a quasi-sage emerged from the man's body, and he pressed hard towards Zhu Tianpeng and said: "Boy, do you think your current achievements are amazing? Let me tell you, with this little background of yours, I can't
There are just fish-like existences in the Shadow Palace, what do you have to be proud of?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng paused.
He didn't quite believe the latter's words, at least the Shadow Palace would never choose to send out an invitation just for the sake of a bastard character.
This man spoke like this, and inaction was just to motivate the general, so as to achieve the goal that the latter wanted to achieve.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng's lips curved into a smile, and he turned to look at the man and said, "So, you are just like a bastard?"
"Does a mere low-class guy deserve to invite this marshal? Let your leader do it yourself. This marshal disdains a conversation with a bastard like you."
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng didn't care about the man's almost murderous gaze. He turned around and stepped forward. Under the latter's incredible gaze, he walked straight into the star formation and disappeared without a trace.
After a long time, the man in the Shadow Palace came back to his senses. Thinking of Zhu Tianpeng's words and gestures just now, veins popped out on his forehead. He clenched his fists and stared at the direction where Zhu Tianpeng disappeared. He gritted his teeth and said: "Damn Zhu Tianpeng."
Canopy, just wait for me!"
As Zhu Tianpeng sneaked into the palace, the atmosphere outside was on the verge of breaking out.
In mid-air, Dongjun was surrounded by Wu Zun and the pseudo-sages. Even though his cultivation was strong enough, he was still not absolutely sure.
Looking at Medicine Buddha and others, Dongjun said: "Is this the emperor you are eating?"
As soon as these words came out, Medicine Buddha immediately clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, fellow Taoist Dongjun, we are boundless in the sea of suffering, so please release my Western Buddhist scripture seekers."
After saying that, Medicine Buddha looked at Dong Jun and said without changing his expression: "As for the request made by fellow Taoist before, I can answer you responsibly. There is absolutely no room for negotiation on that matter."
Hearing this, Dongjun showed a sneer on his face.
He knew very well why Medicine Buddha and others dared to speak like this.
It's just that the five false saints are besieging him now, and he has no right to choose at all.
But even though he knew this, Dongjun really couldn't refute it. Before his injuries had recovered, five people working together was definitely not something he could match.
Thinking of this, Dong Jun looked at Medicine Buddha and said: "Okay, I can agree to release the five Buddhist scriptures, but your Western religion must give me a lotus seed from the ninth grade golden lotus. This is my final bottom line. If
If you can't even do this, then I don't mind fighting to the death with you."
"Then what the five Buddhist scriptures represent does not need to be emphasized by this emperor. If you are reluctant to part with just a ninth-grade golden lotus seed, then my efforts to come here will be in vain!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Medicine Buddha and other Western monks became ugly.
The Ninth Grade Golden Lotus Seed is a treasure that can be called a high-level innate spiritual treasure. Not many of them have it. Dong Jun asked for one as soon as he opened his mouth. He is really not the son of a man.
However, before Medicine Buddha could open his mouth to defend himself, Caifeng on the side said: "Medicine Buddha, please think clearly. This is related to the great prosperity of your Western religion. If you can't even part with a ninth-grade golden lotus seed,
If so, then it is you, the Western Church, who will suffer in the end in this matter!"
"Although I don't know much about this catastrophe, I do know one thing. The longer the catastrophe is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be, and it may even lead to countless catastrophes. If that is the case, then you, the West
The religion is the most powerful person in the Three Realms, and when the time comes, it will definitely be surrounded and suppressed by the monks from the Three Realms!"
As Caifeng said these words, the expressions of several powerful people in the arena changed a few times.
For nothing else, if this is the case, then this matter will be really troublesome. It is an immeasurable calamity, which is known as a calamity that destroys the heaven and the earth. Even the saints cannot survive alone. Once it really breaks out, then...
Thinking of this, the old man headed by the dragon clan suddenly said: "Medicine Buddha, wouldn't you be willing to part with just a ninth-grade golden lotus seed even if you are a Westerner?"
"Didn't your master Zhunti teach you how to choose between pros and cons? How can a single lotus seed be compared with the Western religion Daxing, and can be compared with the horror of countless calamities!"
"Also, I can tell you responsibly that if Ao Lie, our Dragon Clan, dies here, then our Dragon Clan and your Western Sect will definitely fight to the death. Although our Dragon Clan has declined, a dead camel is bigger than a horse. It's no big deal.
Let’s fight to the death!”
As the old man of the Dragon Clan and Caifeng spoke, the atmosphere in the venue instantly became deathly silent.
Although the Western religion now has two false saints here, they do not dare to act rashly.
As everyone said, once the East Jun fish is dead and the net is broken, it will be too late for the Western religion to regret it. Even if the catastrophe of Journey to the West is not completed, it is likely to trigger an immeasurable catastrophe that will destroy the heaven and the earth.
But handing over the ninth-grade golden lotus seeds would mean that the Western religion was showing weakness to Dongjun, which they could not accept.
For a moment, Medicine Buddha and Ran Deng floated aside and started talking about Yi.
Seeing this situation, a smile appeared on Dongjun's face. He knew that the latter had to compromise with him.
Looking across the entire audience, Dong Jun couldn't help but frown and secretly asked, "Where did Zhu Tianpeng go?"
At this moment, Zhu Tianpeng had already avoided the layers of strict guards and quietly arrived on the square tower.
He did not sneak into the altar rashly, but Zhu Tianpeng still remembered the quasi-saint-level powerhouse who was ambushing him that day.
Although he is not afraid at all with his current strength, Dong Jun will definitely know if something happens, and with the latter's strength, Zhu Tianpeng will have no resistance at all.
The only thing he can do now is to quietly return to the altar, waiting for the outside world to reach an agreement with Dongjun. They can go out together, but there is one thing that must be done now.
It is to lift the Golden Crow restriction on Zhu Tianji and others, take back Zhu Tianji, and prevent the existence of the one-qi-transformed three-purity clones from being exposed besides the four Jin Chanzi.
The emperor's eyes opened, and Zhu Tianpeng began to look at it carefully.
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng made sure that no defenses were set up in the entire square, and then he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng jumped down from the city wall without attracting anyone's attention. He arrived at the altar like a ghost and entered directly by relying on the characteristics of the Green Lotus Body.
Almost at the moment Zhu Tianpeng entered the altar, Jin Chanzi and others, who had been awakened by the outside movement, suddenly had surprise in their eyes and shouted: