"Snort, Yang Yu killed us to take revenge? Do you know what it means to be a quasi-saint? That little evil animal is just an ant, how can he still kill us?"

Manjushri smiled sarcastically, this current situation was not arranged by him, but the entire Three Realms giants, and there were no less than five quasi-saint-level existences.

Yang Yu is just a Great Luo Jin Immortal, before he broke through the quasi-saint, how could he be the opponent of the five quasi-saint powers?

"Then wait and see. ”

Qi Guang rushed directly to the sky, and did not look at Manjushri Bodhisattva much, his expression was extremely flat, and he directly descended to the second heaven.

"Amitabha, a disciple of Bodhi, I want to ask for advice!"

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at Qi Guang, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and then, the Buddha's light was shining, and he stepped out directly and killed Qi Guang.

"Boom!"

Qi Guang was still not to be outdone, the divine sword in his hand slashed out, and the terrifying sword swept between heaven and earth, that terrifying power was definitely strong enough in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Qi Guang, a Guangzi generation, his cultivation and spells are not top-notch, but they are extremely proficient!

At this moment, a sword is slashed out, and the momentum is definitely not weak!

However, no matter how powerful Qi Guang's sword was, it was useless, and in the attack of Lingji Bodhisattva, the mana of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm was raging, completely suppressing Qi Guang's sword mang.

Not everyone is Yang Yu, between Da Luo Jin Xian and Taiyi Jin Xian, there is a moat that cannot be crossed!

As in the hands of Manjushri, Qi Guang did not die, but both the physical body and the primordial spirit were strongly impacted and suffered a lot of trauma.

Subsequently, the third heaven ......

Fourth Heavenly ......

The Tenth Heaven......

Twenty Heavenly ......

Thirty Heavens......

In the mist of the thirty-three heavens, a figure once again waited up from the thirty-two heavens.

In the eyes of everyone, Qi Guang, who was covered in blood and was able to take a step with the divine sword supporting his body, walked over, his expression was very cold, and there was only a monstrous killing intent in his eyes!

These Heavenly Court gods and Buddhas have countless conspiracies and tricks, and if they want to kill them to punish the hearts of their little junior brothers, they all deserve to die!

"Buzz!"

The Bodhi Patriarch frowned imperceptibly, and then brought Qi Guang to his side with mana, and injected wisps of mana into his body, and began to recover Qi Guang's injuries.

"Huh, this kind of waste still comes to participate in the Zhao'an Conference, and it is difficult for this kind of waste to join. ”

"It's just a waste, just breaking through the thirty-two heavens, and the guards who can't even hurt the corners of our clothes, they are beaten into such a miserable appearance. ”

"It's really embarrassing, I'm still a quasi-saint disciple, I see that those demons and monsters in the mortal world are not as good!"

A group of disciples of the quasi-saint and Da Luo Jin Immortal spoke coldly, all of them were sarcastic, and everyone stared at Qi Guang with playful eyes.

Bodhi Patriarch and Qi Guang didn't say anything, they looked at the ancient mirror and the other disciples who began to break through, their faces were very ugly.

Especially Qi Guang, his fists are clenched, and his neck, arms, and forehead are all exposed with green tendons!

These Heavenly Gods and Buddhas, in order to calculate their Bodhi disciples, even the quasi-saints lowered their clones, and each of them severely injured them, as if they were humiliating them.

As for the other people who participated in the Heavenly Court's recruitment, the road was unimpeded, and there was no battle even taking place.

Qi Guang's heart was extremely angry, and his killing intent soared to the sky, and he couldn't wait to kill these heavenly gods and Buddhas now.

However, he couldn't do it, and neither could his master.

After waiting for nearly an hour, all nine disciples of Patriarch Bodhi ascended to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

It's just that none of the nine people are safe and sound, everyone's body is shattered, the primordial spirit is shaken, and it is so hard that it has almost no combat power.

"Haha, okay, this time the Heavenly Court Recruitment Conference is good, all of them have passed, I have to say, I am very pleased. ”

The Jade Emperor opened his mouth and looked at Patriarch Bodhi and the nine senior brothers, with a cold smile.

"However, ninety-nine-eighty-one is difficult, the poor demon king does not need so many people, so, some must be eliminated, it just right, now it is next to the Honghuang Battle Platform, this time I have pulled a total of nine Honghuang Battle Platforms, it is just right, it is decided by drawing lots, divided into seven batches, nine champions each time, and the final fifty-four champions can be used as substitutes for those who have fallen demon kings to join the Journey to the West. ”

The Jade Emperor opened his mouth and looked at the Bodhi Patriarch with a smile, but the murderous intent in this smile was very thick.

Nine desolate battle platforms, nine champions.

Naturally, there are attackers, and who are the attackers? How many are there?

Who knows?!

"Hey, hey, hey, is it finally going to start? Nine wastes who don't even have combat power, this kind of torture, I like it!"

"Hahaha, nine seriously injured waste, can I cut them to death with one slash?"

"There are a few female disciples, it's really a national beauty, wait for the next demon king to challenge these two female disciples, before you die, you can enjoy it!"

All around, those quasi-saint disciples instantly sneered, and now they have not yet drawn lots to find out who is the champion, but they have already set their eyes on the nine disciples of the Bodhi Patriarch.

......

And at this moment, outside the South Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Court, a man dressed in white, like an immortal, appeared, and beside him, the phantom of Houtu stood quietly beside him.

The man in white waved his hand, and in the mirror of the clouds and mist, the scene began to flow backwards, and the pictures began to turn backwards.

In the end, the man in white saw the scene when the twenty-eight stars and the four Nine Yao Star Monarchs were guarding.

Looking at the Taiyi Xuan Immortals, the waste-like mortal demon kings of the Golden Immortal Realm were considered inferior by the thirty-two Taiyi Golden Immortals one by one before they could fight, and then ascended to the Thirty-Three Heavens unimpeded, revealing a cold smile.

Then, the man in white watched the extremely ugly Zheng Chou start to break through the thirty-two heavens, looking at the brilliant and gorgeous, but the clear-eyed people knew that the sword rays that were completely lethal would kill the twenty-eight stars and the four Nine Yao Star Monarchs and fall to the ground, blood soared, and the smile on the corner of his mouth ...... It's like a grim reaper raising the corners of his mouth.

In the end, Manjushri Bodhisattva, the doppelganger of Lingji Bodhisattva, descended, and the nine disciples of the Bodhi Patriarch broke through, and each of them suffered great humiliation.

The Thirty-two Heavenly Guardians, who couldn't even be injured by Taiyi Xuanxian before, turned into a devil in an instant, and they will be extremely stubborn, even if they will die in the end, they will still break through the nine people of the Thirty-two Heavens, and everyone who has been hit hard has been severely injured, and they are almost injured and have no combat power.

"Whatever you want, just do it. ”

Next to the man in white, the phantom spoke, his voice was soft, and there were no extra words.

The man in white raised his head and looked at the thirty-three heavens within the South Heaven Gate, the smile on the corner of his mouth was bloodthirsty like Shura, and his voice was extremely calm:

"Killing...... Here we go!"

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