"Bang Bang ......"

Long Xuan was very strong, and he was not inferior to the Pleiades Star Officer in terms of mana, and he blocked the blow, only to be slightly shocked back.

"Is the Dragon Spirit Officer planning to shield the Scorpion Spirit?"

The Pleiades Star Officer glared at Long Xuan in surprise, in his opinion, it was not cost-effective to stand out for a goblin.

"Although she is guilty, she has never killed Master Tang, so it is better to spare her life."

Long Xuan stepped forward and stood in front of him, his attitude was extremely clear, that is, he wanted to protect the scorpion essence.

"Long Xuan, I never thought that it was you who saved me."

The scorpion spirit was very surprised, because Long Xuan said just now that he would not make a move, but would sit back and wait for himself to fall.

"Well, since the law enforcement spirit officer wants to protect it, this god naturally agrees."

The Pleiades Star Officer pondered for a moment, and finally decided to let him go, so as not to be targeted by Long Xuan in the future.

"You follow me to heaven, seal you a law enforcement god, and maintain the majesty of heaven."

Facing a Da Luo Jin Immortal in front of him, Long Xuan threw out an olive branch, hoping to subdue him.

"Yes."

The scorpion spirit was grateful for Long Xuan's life-saving grace, how could he refuse, and nodded and agreed.

"Master, are you alright?"

Sun Wukong went deep into the demon cave, released Tang Seng, and teased him in a joking tone.

"Female donor, the past is gone with the wind, don't dwell on it, it doesn't have any effect."

Tang Seng clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.

"He is you, but you are not him."

As soon as the words fell, the scorpion spirit turned around and left without hesitation, got Long Xuan's token, and stepped into the heavenly court.

Tang Seng is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, but Tang Seng is not the golden cicada.

The road to the west is getting closer to the end, and the closer you get to the Pure Land of the West, the fewer monsters there are, just because most of them are dead.

Deep in the mountains and mountains, the power of Buddhism and Taoism is pervasive, turning into a figure, tall and majestic, slowly coming.

"Long Xuan, Long Xuan, Long Xuan, come on!"

The voice made by this person was like a dream, pulling Long Xuan forward and walking towards it.

If you look closely, you can find that Long Xuan at this moment is very strange, like being hit by a nightmare, and being temporarily manipulated by someone.

Under the majestic and tall voice was a man in a Taoist robe, although he was not a fairy wind and a bone, but it gave people a sense of perseverance.

"Who is disturbing my ways, who is shaking my heart?"

Long Xuan clenched his fists and stared at the person in front of him viciously, only to find that the other party was unfathomable.

Facing this person is like an abyss sea, which is even more fearful than Zhen Yuanzi, and feels weird.

"Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Leaning Moon Three-Star Cave."

The person in front of him muttered softly to himself, muttering with a smile on his face.

"One word, heart."

This kind of question was not difficult for Long Xuan, and he answered it easily, and he did not encounter much difficulty.

After hearing this, Long Xuan knew the identity of the other party, and there was no doubt that it should be Bodhi Ancestor.

"Good seedling, would you like to come under my door?"

Subodhi smiled slightly, stroked his beard, and waited for an answer with great confidence.

"I was born free, and I was not bound by anything."

Long Xuan forced a smile and chose to refuse, lest the other party burst out in anger.

"Entering my door can prove that Da Luo Jinxian is expected to become a giant."

Su Bodhi kept promising benefits, but he was very optimistic about Long Xuan and felt that he had the qualifications of a quasi-saint.

"Da Luo Jin Immortal is in my hands, and as for the quasi-saint, I don't even pay attention to it."

No matter what he said, Long Xuan only responded with one sentence, that is, no.

"If you insist on going your own way, a great disaster will come soon, and Buddhism will not let you go."

Subodhi looked up to the sky and sighed, as if he was lamenting the fall of a peerless genius.

"Although Buddhism is strong, I am confident and fearless."

It is true that the Buddha is almost invincible, and many bodhisattvas are powerful, but there are also opponents.

"The great prosperity of Buddhism is the number of days, and those who go against the sky will die."

Speaking of this, a little murderous aura appeared on Su Bodhi's body, and it immediately dissipated, just for a moment.

"No matter how clever the predecessors are, this seat will not agree."

Long Xuan disrespected the sky and the earth all his life, so naturally he would not choose to apprentice, no matter how strong the other party was, it was useless.

A truly strong person will never bow his head in his life, and apprenticeship means admitting that his Taoism is not good.

Does Pangu have a master?

Do the Three Thousand Chaos Gods and Demons have a master?

Does Hongjun Daozu have a master?

The answer is clear, and there is no need to explain it too much.

"Since you are stubborn, but God has the virtue of a good life, this seat can only forcibly save you."

Su Bodhi made a move, raised his sleeves and waved it gently, containing the power of the Great Dao Zhijian, bursting out with the power of a far greater Luo Jinxian.

In the face of this blow, Long Xuan couldn't have the slightest idea of confrontation at all, compared to himself like a drop of water in the sea.

"Brother Zhun Ti Dao does this, I'm afraid it will lose the demeanor of a saint!"

With a soft drink, Zhen Yuanzi arrived, blocked in front of Long Xuan, and easily took the blow.

"Zhen Yuanzi, do you dare to stop this seat?"

Su Bodhi was furious, and the aura on his body was rising steadily, crossing to a high point, which was even more terrifying than the entire Three Realms.

The saint was furious, the wind and clouds changed color, and the whole heaven and earth were screaming, locking Long Xuan and Zhen Yuanzi.

"Subodhi is a quasi-sage, no wonder, I see!"

Long Xuan finally understood why Sun Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and few people stopped him, and his feelings were hard in the background.

"Those who deceive my virtuous brother are going to war with my Zhenyuanzi."

Facing the immortal Heavenly Dao Sage, Zhen Yuanzi seemed calm and unhurried, wanting to fight.

"Well, you will bring shame upon yourself, and this seat will fulfill you."

Su Bodhi's hand flashed, clenched the Qibao Miao Tree, and motioned for Zhen Yuanzi to go out and fight him in the chaos.

Today's Three Realms can't support the quasi-saint-level war at all, and most of them will destroy the heavens and the earth, and countless lives will die tragically.

"Brother Dao, if you are not sure, you will not go."

Regarding the legend of the saint, Long Xuan couldn't help but be very worried.

For example, there are ants under the saints, according to this sentence, the saint will definitely die.

"Don't worry, it's just a war, don't worry."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly, Su Bodhi is just a saint clone, not a real heavenly saint.

Two streams of light flashed and disappeared into the Three Realms, submerging into the boundless chaos.

"I don't know if Zhen Yuanzi can beat Su Bodhi?"

For this result, Long Xuan waited for the result in place with a worried heart.

"If you lose this battle, you will be slapped in the face."

In the Tushi Palace, Taishang Laojun laughed quietly.

During the Lich Era, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was also a quasi-saint of three corpses, holding a Chaos Bell in his hand, and could compete with the saints.

"The result is already clear, within thirty moves, the Zhun Ti clone will be defeated."

Thirty-three heavens away, in the Zixiao Palace, there was a young man with eyebrows like a sword, heroic and compelling, and made a judgment.

"Lingbao, your Dao heart is still not stable enough."

Behind the man, there was an old man, his eyes were hollow and deep, as if he had penetrated ancient myths.

He is the Hongjun Dao Ancestor who is one with the Heavenly Dao, with boundless mana, and he is also the master of all the saints, representing the Heavenly Dao.

(End of chapter)