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Chapter 1985 Since you are not a saint, then I am not afraid of Qin!

Maybe it was because I felt contempt, or maybe it was because of some other reason, at this moment...

This old man standing on the streets of the capital of Qin State and stepping on the ground naturally no longer the hunched and thin ordinary old man.

He is...

Taishang Laojun.

However, no one knew about this from the many Qin people around the streets. He didn't know that this ordinary old man with inconvenient legs and feet was the former Taishang Laojun.

If you don’t know, you are not afraid.

On the contrary, they all knew the Huangmei Daxian.

The Bodhisattva's fruit position, the Buddha's close servant, and the realm of the true immortal. Although almost no one has ever seen him perform any amazing realm, everyone knows in their hearts that this great Bodhisattva will not take action. Once he takes action, he will definitely be shocked.

However, ordinary people do not know the power of the Supreme Laojun, but the Huangmei Daxian knows it.

Although Huangmei Daxian could not guess the identity of Taishang Laojun at this moment, he only knew that he was not an ordinary person, but the trembling and palpitations in his heart like Bald He and Xiaotian made Huangmei Daxian know that the old man in front of him was a strong enemy.

It's not inferior to...

Once the strong enemy of Amitabha Buddha.

Therefore, he just appeared, and seemed to be brave enough to say the words that no one dared to speak in the Zhoutian Star Formation of Qin State, trying to scare the Taishang Laojun away.

But now, it is obvious that Taishang Laojun was not scared.

Even he slowly straightened up, and his hunched and thin body suddenly became tall and powerful. A feeling of solemnity, wisdom, and power burst out, giving the feeling of the Yellow-browed Fairy, as if provoking and rude.

"You are very strong!!!"

Looking at the Taishang Laojun, the Huangmei Daxian suddenly laughed and said, "But, while being strong, you are too confident."

When the Supreme Lord heard this, he smiled slightly and said nothing.

After all, as a saint, I disdain to explain to some ants what "confidence" is and what "strong" is also called "strong".

Looking at his appearance, the yellow-browed immortal curled his smile, his voice gradually became colder, and he spoke.

"Retreat immediately! Otherwise..."

He did not finish the next sentence, but suddenly appeared in his hand, a slightly trembling golden bowl and a short-handled mace were buzzing, like a strange beast about to come out.

The golden bowl and the short-handled mace are both supreme weapons in Buddhism controlled by the Yellow-Browed Immortal. Even Sun Wukong was once a headache.

As soon as it came out, the Buddha's breath immediately spread around, so shocked that even the dust in the air did not dare to move.

But even so, the Huangmei Daxian still had no confidence in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "If the fierce fight starts, my Qin Zhoutian Star Fighting Array will be opened in an instant. If you want to leave again, it will probably be too late."

When the Supreme Lord heard this, he suddenly smiled, then shook his head and said.

"I don't think Zhou Tian's strange formation, one of the four major killing formations, would have any interest in me, the old man. Besides, this formation is not complete at all."

"presumptuous!!!"

The Huangmei Immortal was furious and took another step forward. The two soldiers in his hands became louder and louder. He looked at the old face of the Supreme Lord and said in a deep voice: "Even if the Zhoutian Star Dou Array will not arise because of you, if you want to take over my magical powers, you will inevitably display all the realm auras. By then, even if the formation is not complete, you will have your own way to suppress you. After all, you are not... a saint."

From this sentence, we can hear that even though the Huangmei Immortal had given Taishang Laojun a high evaluation, he subconsciously did not think about Taishang Laojun as a saint.

After being despised, the Taishang Laojun seemed not angry, but just said calmly.

"Huangmei, you are a person with great opportunity. When you were young, you were attracted by Maitreya Buddha and easily entered today's realm. But even so, you are not qualified to threaten me, let alone force me to display the aura of the realm."

The Bodhisattva of the Yellow-browed Immortal Goddess was so despised, but there was no resentment on his face. Instead, he said with a smile.

"So, I never expected to keep you alone."

As he finished speaking, Huang Fei was dancing over the streets and alleys of the capital city again. Countless Qin imperial guards appeared in the sky. The sharp magic crossbow in his hands reflected the coldness of devouring people. The formations depicted on it clearly emitted powerful power.

In addition to them, countless powerful cultivators from Qin State gradually surrounded him and were quickly setting up formations.

At the same time, the sound of hooves sounded like thunder. The heavy cavalry, which was rampant in the Qin Empire, began to gather here at high speed. The huge weight made the street ground tremble violently, as if it could sink at any time.

In addition to these, there are several extremely powerful auras in the four parts of the capital. It seems that many tiger generals guarding the capital of Qin have already received the news and are rushing here.

Among them is Li Yuanba.

With a rolling breath and a sound of hooves like thunder, the yellow-browed immortal looked at the Taishang Laojun and said expressionlessly.

"Since you are not a saint, then I, Qin, are fearless."

How domineering this sentence?!

As soon as the words fell, the powerful sound of breaking through the air suddenly appeared. The sharp magic arrow immediately shot out like a dense rain. The sound of tearing through the air was so sharp that it was earache. It cages from all directions towards Taishang Laojun's body without any gaps.

Almost at the same time, between heaven and earth, the void changed drastically, countless true energy power flowed, and many formations opened, forcibly locking all the space around Taishang Laojun.

Then, with a clear and wild roar, the two soldiers in the hands of the Yellow-browed Immortal buzzed and swayed, flying out like lightning, and the whole person turned into a strong wind, crossing half of the streets and alleys in a moment, hitting the extremely old cheek of Taishang Laojun.

This is the strength of Qin, which has been developed for twenty-five years.

With such strength, if the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta who broke into the capital came again, he would probably have been depressed.

It’s a pity that the Taishang Laojun is not the Bodhisattva of Mahasthamaprapta.

It’s a pity that Taishang Laojun is really a saint.

Even though he is a seriously injured saint.

Therefore, facing the sky, facing the endless true energy power that locks the world, and also flying towards him, the Yellow-browed Immortal, who is extremely powerful in his body, the Taishang Laojun raised his hand and waved it gently.

The movement was extremely gentle and casual. From a distance, it looked like an old man taking a nap. He moved his right hand gently and drove away a few mosquitoes that disturbed him to sleep.

Now, the great immortal of the Yellow-browed Evil and the countless powerful immortals in the Qin State were the pitiful mosquitoes. Even if they tried their best and even if they worked together, they could get the power of the Supreme Lord.
Chapter completed!
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