Chapter 145: The Quasi-Mention of the Broken Gods

"Rulai!"

"Buddha of the Buddha!"

When everyone in the two worlds of Buddha and Demon heard this voice, they immediately knew who the owner of the voice was, the strongest man in the Three Realms, who had once overwhelmed Sun Wukong and captured the Peacock Dapeng alive.

People in the two worlds of Buddha and Demons, at this time, all kinds of different emotions come to their hearts, there are shocks, fears, joys, hatred...

Regardless of whether everyone wanted to see him or not, the golden figure still appeared, and the tall golden body of the Buddha was suspended in the air, looking down at everyone below, as if a supreme was looking at the ants in the mortal world.

"If you come ... "Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, Six-eared Macaque, Dapeng, and Peacock all showed fierce expressions, they all suffered losses in the hands of Rulai, and everyone had a sea-like hatred with Rulai.

"Buddha!" Seeing Rulai, the lamp was both happy and guilty: "I have lived up to your expectations, I did not defeat the divine realm, but lost half of the living beings in the Buddha realm... ”

Rulai said slowly: "The ancient Buddha doesn't have to worry about it, these are all fates, everything has cause and effect, since the demon clan slaughtered half of the creatures in my Buddha realm, then this seat also killed half of his creatures and ended this cause and effect!"

"Not good!" Hearing Rulai's words, the demons in the demon world were all taken aback, but it was too late, Rulai shot like lightning, and a golden giant palm appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun, and quickly pressed towards the demon world camp.

"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, out!" The Bodhi Ancestor reacted the fastest, and the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree turned into a towering tree and slammed into the golden giant palm quickly.

"Boom!" The Seven Treasures Tree and the Golden Giant Palm collided, and the huge explosion shook everyone.

When the smoke cleared, I saw that the situation on the side of the Demon Realm camp was miserable, countless demons were blown into mud, and more than three million demons were sent to the western sky by the aftermath of the confrontation between the Golden Giant Palm and the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree just now.

"Bastard!" The Bull Demon King, Dapeng, Sun Wukong and the Nine Spirits Yuansheng and others were stunned.

The people who could survive the battle of the Heavenly Palace were the most elite demon soldiers in the Demon Realm, and these three million demon soldiers were all the elite of their subordinates, and they were wiped out by Rulai in such an instant, and they now almost want to devour Rulai alive. However, they didn't do anything, they knew very well that Rulai's strength was not at the same level as them at all.

"Lead, let this sect master come and teach your golden body!" The four swords of the Immortal Behind the Tongtian Sect Master floated, and the Qingping Sword in his hand was extremely sharp.

"Tongtian Sect Master, 800,000 years ago, you stopped King Wu from destroying the Emperor, and you haven't learned the lesson of the Great Tribulation of the Gods, you are the son of Pangu, the disciple of Hongjun, as a Taoist orthodoxy, you actually betrayed the god realm and was in the company of demons, is it not worth it!" The deep voice of Rulai resounded throughout the realm of gods and Buddhas.

The Tongtian Sect Master snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, this sect leader will definitely avenge you for breaking my Immortal Array!"

"Yes, this seat also wants to avenge the undead volcanic demons!" The Kunpeng spear flew forward and stood side by side with the Tongtian Sect Master.

"Kunpeng. Rulai raised his eyebrows: "You, the remnant of the Heavenly Court of the Ancient Demon Clan, don't know how many creatures you have killed, you shouldn't have existed in this world for a long time." ”

Kunpeng angrily raised his gun and pointed it at Rulai and said, "Rulai, what kind of mercy are you pretending, have you killed fewer people than me?"

"Godslayer!" Rulai's pupils tightened: "You actually got the godkiller gun!"

Rulai's calm face finally showed a trace of surprise, indeed, such a treasure as the god-killing spear is indeed enough to make anyone's heart move, not to mention Rulai, even the strongest people like Daozu Hongjun and Honghuang Ancestral Dragon have dreamed of this god-killing spear.

"Hehe, do you want my godkiller gun? Seeing Rulai, Kunpeng showed a greedy look, and immediately sneered.

Rulai did not look at Kunpeng again, but moved his gaze to Patriarch Bodhi.

"Senior brother, do you really want to go against me?"

Rulai's words shocked countless people in the two worlds of Buddhism and Demons.

In addition to the identity of the Bodhi Patriarch, the old guys such as Tongtian, Kunpeng, Rulai, and Burning the Lamp are clear, and the only ones who know are Sun Wukong, Dapeng Peacock, and the Bull Demon King. Rulai's words undoubtedly threw a bomb into the arsenal.

Bodhi Patriarch, formerly known as Zhun Ti.

If you come to the Buddha, the original name is called Introduction.

One million 3,300,000 years ago, the two brothers of Jieyin and Zhun Ti practiced in the Western Vulture Mountain, and then came to the East to wander around.

All the powerhouses in heaven and earth rushed to Zixiao Palace to compete for the nine Hongmeng purple qi in the hands of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and Zhun Ti was no exception, but these two people were a little late, and when they arrived at Zixiao Palace, the futons in front of the main hall were already full, and the rest of the futons were extremely backward.

Zhun Ti is a smart person, sitting in front of the Daozu Hongjun to be noticed, only then can there be a chance to compete for Hongmeng purple gas, sitting in the back I am afraid that I can't even smell the smell of Hongmeng purple gas, especially the six futons in the front, Zhun Ti faintly feels that these six futons represent.

Zhun Ti and Ji Yin walked to the front, only to see six powerful people sitting on the six futons in the front, namely Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master, Nuwa, Kunpeng and Hongyun Ancestor.

"Senior brother, cry. Zhun Ti poked the lead with his elbow.

"What?" The lead was stunned.

"Cry!" Quasi-Ti makes a frantic look.

"Oooh. The guide finally understood, and began to cry with a handful of snot and tears, crying and howling: "Ah, bitter, I am a brother who came all the way from the West, and I wanted to listen to the mantra of Yang Hongjun Immortal, but I didn't expect to be a step late, and I couldn't even sit in the seat in front of me. ”

"Senior brother, our lives are really miserable... Zhun Ti also began to cry.

I have to say that the acting skills of these two people are simply amazing, and many shrewd and strong people have been deceived by these two, and they have moved their hearts of compassion and want to give up their seats.

"The two Taoist friends should not be sad, and the old man is willing to give up his seat to you. ”

The first fool to stand up turned out to be the Red Cloud Ancestor, who was sitting on one of the six futons at the front.

Zhun Ti was secretly happy in his heart, but then he cried again: "We brothers came together, but there is only one futon... ”

"This... The Red Cloud Ancestor turned to the silver-robed man beside him and said, "Brother Kunpeng Daoist, why don't you also do good deeds with the old man and give up your seat to the two Daoists who have come from afar from the West?"

"What did you say!" Kunpeng was furious, and scolded in his heart: "Even if you are stupid, you still have to take me!"

"I'm sorry, I also sincerely came to listen to Hongjun Daozu's preaching, and I don't want to. Kunpeng said coldly.

"Alas, Brother Kunpeng Dao is wrong in his words, which one of you here is not sincere to listen to Dao Ancestor's preaching, and because of this, we should carry forward the courtesy. ”

Kunpeng finally lost his patience and said angrily: "If you want to let me, this seat just won't let you!"

I'm sorry everyone, I went out to travel for three days during the Qingming Festival, because of the temporary decision, I was in a hurry, and I didn't notify you in advance, I'm really sorry. As soon as I came back today, I immediately changed the article, and I saw that someone scolded me for the book review, it doesn't matter, at least it means that someone else reads it, then I will still write it. Preview in advance, the Tiangong battlefield is estimated to be over in about ten chapters.