The other disciples agreed, and for a while, they scolded the monks for a long time and couldn't bear it.

“…”

The true Buddha of joy looked at the Taoist Master Xuanshang below indifferently. He remembered that he said before discussing the Dharma that harmony is the most important thing.

This junior didn't seem to listen.

Facing the cold eyes of a true Buddha, Chen Yi did not turn back, but just stood quietly with his hands down.

From the beginning, the one I wanted to fight was not these third-grade disciples.

He is fighting against these first-rate giants.

As for the content of the fight, it was something that the true Buddha wanted to calm it down but he could never accept, and that touch of anger and hatred in the hearts of the disciples of the two religions.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Queen Houtu ignored the gaze that Emperor Dongji cast, but looked at the young junior and asked in her heart.

She began to lose sight of it.

If you don’t want to be an immortal emperor, you will have to start a killing disaster. You can’t understand why you plan. Where is this person standing in the three directions in the world?

Shouldn't it...is there?

Empress Houtu subconsciously looked towards the direction of the imperial city outside Dongsumi.

"Please decide the true Buddha!"

Many great Bodhisattvas also looked ugly and could only look at the two true Buddhas.

The True Buddha of Huanxi had just made some moves, and Emperor Dongji raised his eyebrows. Before he could speak, Empress Houtu had already glanced over: "Just just now, your disciple in the sect was too nervous and didn't hear it clearly, we didn't say anything."

She refers to the fact that Hao Ming, a real person, came on the court to admit defeat, but was still seriously injured.

"Oh."

The true Buddha Huanxi looked at each other, but he did not expect that this Houtu Emperor who did not care about the world could not contain his temperament when facing the conflict between the two religions.

The name of pure love for the world may not be true.

"The old monk just wants to say that if you have the intention to harm others, you may end up harming yourself."

"Since both emperors think it's okay, the old monk has no objection. Since it's a discussion of the law, then just talk based on your ability."

After the words came, the true Buddha of Huanxi waved his sleeves gently to stop the commotion of the monks.

However, when these monks looked at Chen Yi, the surging hatred in their eyes could not even be pressed by the first-rate giants.

Under such circumstances, the Daojun Xuanshang was not restrained.

Chen Yi adjusted his breath slightly, looked at the monks again, and tapped his jaw: "Come again."

The word "simple" is more effective than the words of "Happy True Buddha".

The monks who were still full of resentment just now became surprisingly quiet after hearing this sentence.

Look at me, I look at you.

The situation does not seem to be much different from the previous Three Immortals.

Monk Miaoyin, who roared, sat back directly. He must have a fight with Chen Yi, but before that, he needed to get enough information to increase his confidence.

Just like before, even if I was reluctant, I still couldn't avoid those who should play.

"Please give me advice from my senior brother!"

The monk in yellow clothes couldn't escape, and he made up his mind and leaped into the yellow clouds.

The same golden body magic image is still shrouded in black clouds.

He obviously didn't want to fall into the same fate as the disciples of Xuantianshan. Since Chen Yi was still moving, he stood there indifferently, and he would not give the other party an excuse to kill him anyway.

But as time passed, he gradually felt something was wrong.

The black clouds around him became increasingly dense, almost covering his vision, and in the void, a wisp of sword intent began to quietly emerge, like a needle on his back, making people feel numb all over his body.

The murderous intent became increasingly surging, eroding his mind.

This monk even had a feeling that when the sword intent spreads all over his body, he was dead.

How can those who have entered the third grade of practitioners who have practiced hard all the way to endure life and death into the hands of others?

The monk's forehead became increasingly dense until his eyes were wet.

Finally, the defense in his heart was completely torn apart.

"Don't try to scare me!"

Accompanied by a shrill and hoarse roar, the monk's arms and muscles rose up, and the huge golden body magic image hit the black cloud in front of him with a fierce momentum.

He easily tore the layer of nothingness that made him sweat profusely, and it was beyond expectations. As soon as his fists were swept out, he directly found the place of the Xuan Shang Taoist Lord, and pointed directly at the other party's head.

Such a wonderful blow made the monk's pupils suddenly dilate, and his eyes were filled with horror.

I was forced to put this Taixu True Lord in a "life and death crisis".

Swish-

Accompanied by a dull sword sound.

Bai Hong slashed out again.

Chen Yi lowered his palm and quietly watched the monk in front of him fall down with a bang.

Everyone looked at his narrow victory, and their faces became extremely complicated.

This battle seemed to be starting to get strange.
Chapter completed!