Zhen Yuanzi looked at Emperor Yang of Sui fixedly, a trace of anger appeared on his face, and he said in a cold voice:

"Little friend, treat the poor with courtesy, are you a little too arrogant to play the poor way like this?"

"Let's not talk about it first, what an incredible existence it is, it can evolve into beings in the Three Realms, just because you witnessed the birth of the Three Realms a few months ago."

"Do you know how many tens of thousands of years have existed in the Three Realms?"

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty spread his hands, his mind moved, summoned the spatial passage, and said:

"I said, after you learn the truth, your Dao heart will definitely collapse, if you don't believe it, can you follow me to the Three Realms for a walk?"

"This is a spatial passage, and if you step out, you can leave the Three Realms."

Zhen Yuanzi's figure flashed, and when he came to the space passage, his divine thoughts poked out, and after a few breaths, he frowned and said:

"Hey, it's interesting, it can wipe out the divine thoughts of the poor road."

"Little friend, please lead the way."

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty looked at the empty teacup, got up and walked towards the space passage, and said regretfully:

"Hey, it's a pity that the longevity of this ginseng fruit tea has just grown is going to be gone."

……

Outside the Heavens Ring.

As far as the eye can see, the Three Realms are filled with a thick black aura, which looks quite strange, and apart from the Three Realms, the surroundings are a turbid and indistinguishable space.

After Emperor Yang Guang of Sui walked out of the space passage, he felt the divine power in his body dissipate for a while, and sighed faintly.

Pointing to the Three Realms in the distance, which was glowing with ominous black gas, he said:

"Zhenyuan Great Immortal, that's the Three Realms where you are, what's the matter, I didn't lie to you."

"Buzz"

I saw a touch of earthy yellow light blooming, and after Zhen Yuanzi sacrificed the book from the ground, he looked at the world not far away.

After discovering that the heaven and earth were the same as the Three Realms, he closed his eyes and explored this space.

Suddenly.

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty seemed to remember something, and took out the jade slip and the World Tree seedlings to take a look, and saw that both things began to become dim.

Hurriedly ran to the space passage and said:

"Zhenyuan Daxian, I will go back to Wuzhuang Temple first and wait for you, remember, you can't stay too long."

……

Datang Zhuzi County.

"Boom"

I saw Tang Taizong Li Shimin under the shroud of the dragon of great luck, bathed in golden light, like a god descending from heaven.

Riding a horse and rushing to a golden fairy realm arhat, he stabbed hard with a lance in his hand.

"Click"

With the miserable wail of the Arhat, a golden fairy realm was wiped out!

Subsequently, Tang Taizong killed the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Cheng Biting Jin, Wei Chigong and other generals led 5,000 Xuanjia troops, and the demons of the demon dynasty, attacking inside and outside.

Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, controlled the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, and the Dao Star Beam fell, cooperating with everyone to encircle and suppress the Bodhisattvas of Buddhism.

In a short period of time, a golden fairyland bodhisattva, Arhat, fell into heaven and earth.

Fuxian Bodhisattva looked at the emperor in front of him who could use the Tang Dynasty's luck and divine dragon, and couldn't help but crack his teeth, and said angrily:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"It is absolutely impossible for the emperor of the world to cultivate immortals, say, who are you evil obstacles!"

Tang Taizong Li Shimin held a walking lance, rode a dragon horse, and rushed to the front of Fuxian Bodhisattva in an instant, and said loudly:

"The one who killed you, Tang Li Shimin!"

Meanwhile.

The Divine Dragon of Fortune lowered the dragon's head, looked at Tang Taizong, and roared:

"Moan"

One after another, the Great Tang Qi Luck fell from the body of the Ten Thousand Fortune Divine Dragon and poured into the body of Tang Taizong, making the latter's breath advance by leaps and bounds again!

Golden Wonderland Late!

The pinnacle of Golden Wonderland!

Taiyi Golden Wonderland!

Fuxian Bodhisattva sacrificed the vajra, gritted his teeth and hit Tang Taizong, and said:

"No matter who you are, let the poor monk live!"

"Otherwise, once the Buddha is out of the customs, he will definitely wash you in blood!"

"Click"

The moment the vajra and the spear collided, the lance made of mortal iron shattered.

Tang Taizong Li Shimin was smashed upside down by a huge force and flew out, and his luck fell, and he recovered his injuries as before.

Hearing that Fuxian Bodhisattva wanted to beg for mercy, Tang Taizong suddenly remembered that the people of Cihang Dao had not yet fallen, and glanced around imperceptibly, and sneered:

"The Bodhisattva is smiling and respectful, and thinking about it makes people laugh!"

"Some time ago, I worshipped Cihang Dao as a teacher, and in order to explain the three generations of disciples, I killed the teacher's revenge, how can I not take revenge?"

"Lance!"

The exhausted Fortune Divine Dragon, with a touch of spirituality flashing in his huge pupils.

It turned into a golden lance and flew into the hands of Tang Taizong.

Li Jing, who was just about to throw out a step lance, was stunned for a moment, and turned his head away pretending to have nothing to do.

Even Tang Taizong was a little stunned, holding the lance transformed by the Fortune Divine Dragon, he waved it lightly, and exclaimed:

"It is worthy of the Datang Luck Dragon, it is really spiritual."

The lance flickered, as if in response to Tang Taizong.

Fuxian Bodhisattva sacrificed the vajra, resisted the beams of stars, and scolded:

"What kind of Cihang Dao people, expounding teachings, intercepting teachings, are all Guanyin nonsense!"

That's when it happened.

A touch of spiritual light flew from the end of the sky and landed beside Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, turning into the figure of a Cihang Dao person.

However, unlike before, at this moment, the Cihang Dao people are carrying a picture scroll on their backs, and their figures are ethereal, as if they will dissipate when they are blown by the wind.

Glaring at the Bodhisattva Puxian, as well as Manjushri, he said angrily:

"Fugen! Manjusri! ”

"You two disregard the friendship of the same family, and dare to destroy my body, is it true, I am really not afraid that after the return of the master, the two of you will not be as good as death!"

After Tang Taizong Li Shimin saw that Cihang Dao was still alive, his face was suddenly filled with excitement.

Looking at the latter's gaze, it was like looking at a big fat sheep!

Just a jade slip and a cultivation method can protect your true spirit and resist the baptism of memory of tens of thousands of people.

Tang Taizong really couldn't imagine how many magical secret techniques would the Cihang Dao people who had lived for eternity live?

Distance.

Seeing this scene, Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, took advantage of the fact that the two Taiyi Golden Immortals of Buddhism were dragged, and transmitted the sound to the demons, and quickly solved the remaining thirty or so Buddha Bodhisattvas in the Golden Immortal Realm.

The Bull Demon King and other big demons received the transmission of "Prime Minister Ao Cheng", and their expressions were a little excited!

I never thought that one day, their demon clan would be able to encircle and suppress the Buddha Gate, but in the past, it was all the gods and Buddhas who surrounded and suppressed them!

Manjushri held a golden lotus on his head, looked up and down at the people of Cihang Dao, and said disdainfully:

"So you are Guanyin's inner demon? Pretending to be a ghost, don't want to confuse the poor monks! ”

Cihangdao was indignant, and said loudly:

"Okay, since the two of you ignore the friendship of the twelve golden immortals, don't blame the poor Dao for not being emotional!"

"Disciple Cihang, respectfully ask for the portrait of the master!"

Between words.

The picture scroll carried on the back of the Cihang Daoist people flew into the sky and slowly unfolded.

A thick aura that is difficult to find for years is permeating.

Fuxian Bodhisattva sacrificed the vajra and was about to destroy this picture scroll, when suddenly as if struck by lightning, his body involuntarily knelt down.

Manjushri was not much better, sweating like rain, and his eyes flashed with fear.

Seeing this scene, the people of Cihang Dao urged:

"Apprentice, quickly take action for the teacher and kill these two dog thieves who mutilated their fellow disciples!"

(End of chapter)