Chapter 738: Heaven-Breaking Tribulation

Bai Ze Zongyun flew towards the place where Xuanqing crossed the catastrophe, and fifty imperial guards stood together, plus nine dragons, the most traffic-saving and ad-free site for mobile phones.

"Someone's coming!"

"Sizzle-Kowloon sedan chair, who is so big-handed?"

"Those people and dragons are at least true immortal realm cultivators!"

"Trouble ......"

"Don't worry, now that the Buddha is the most famous lord in the world, I guess the other party will not embarrass us. โ€

The eight Golden Immortal monks were discussing.

Xuan Qing, who was receiving the Heavenly Thunder Quenching Body, also noticed the arrival of Qin Jun and the others, and for some reason, he inexplicably began to be frightened.

A strong uneasiness hung over him.

Boom โ€“

Another huge thunderbolt swayed down, blasting his skin open, and blood instantly covered his body.

In just a few months, crossing the Heavenly Immortal Realm and breaking through the True Immortal Realm, even Xuan Qing had a dreamlike feeling, so he cherished the opportunity to cross the tribulation and quench his body, and the next time he saw Qin Jun, he must Qin Jun despair.

In his opinion, no matter how demonic Qin Jun was, he had just broken through the Heavenly Immortal Realm at most.

Soon, Bai Ze Zongyun came to a distance of less than 100 meters from Xuanqing.

An old monk at the head asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Bai Ze didn't answer him, and Xiang Yu and Hou Yi were even more uninterested.

Qin Jun in the sedan chair had a strange face, he didn't expect to meet Xuan Qing here.

"Tsk, it seems that I am really his evil star. Qin Jun touched his chin and muttered, but there was a plan in his heart.

"Except for that raider, stun everyone else, and then wash away the memories!" Qin Jun said softly.

Washing away memories is very easy for Bai Ze and the others, and they only need the impact of their souls.

As soon as the words fell, Bai Ze turned into a phantom and jumped away, causing the eight Golden Immortal Realm monks to panic, because Bai Ze's speed was so fast that even their eyes couldn't catch his figure.

Bang!bang......

One monk after another was knocked to the ground, and in less than a second, Bai Ze stopped on the ground, and all eight Golden Immortal monks fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Xuanqing's pupils shrank, and the poor eight old monks fell before they could even report their homes.

"What do you want to do, we are the people of the Western Regions Buddhism, do you want to be the enemy of the Western Regions Buddhism?" Xuan Qing shouted.

Today's Buddhism in the Western Regions is not the land of the previous projectiles, it is famous all over the world, and most people can be frightened by just signing up.

It's a pity that Bai Ze was indifferent, and he took care of himself to impact the souls of the eight old monks and wash away their memories, but when they woke up, they would not be able to remember everything, including where they came from.

The thunder roared, and Xuan Qing was unprepared because of the divergence of attention, and was bombarded by the thunder, smashing the ground and raising dust.

"Hmph, weakling. โ€

Bai Ze glanced at the dust that flooded Xuanqing, and his pretty face was full of disdain.

Although she didn't understand why Qin Jun stopped, Xuan Qing and the eight Golden Immortal Realm monks didn't look at her at all.

The thunder fell again, scattering the dust, Xuan Qing gritted his teeth, and stood up with difficulty, as miserable as a bloody man at this moment.

"Who the hell are you?"

Xuan Qing asked angrily and unwillingly, after a thousand calculations, he didn't expect to meet a group of mysterious powerhouses.

At this time, a voice floated in: "Hou Yi, break his heavenly calamity!"

Xuan Qing's eyes widened suddenly, he couldn't forget this voice in his dreams, the voice that made him hate it to the core.

Qin Holy Emperor!

"Good!"

Hou Yi on the cloud and mist turned his hand and took out the Sun Shooting Divine Bow, and shot an arrow at the Heavenly Tribulation Thundercloud, and with a bang, the thundercloud was directly scattered.

"Poofโ€”"

Xuan Qing spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, he had not yet broken through the True Immortal Realm, but the Heavenly Tribulation was forcibly dispersed, and his fate was connected, causing his soul to suffer a heavy blow, and his breath instantly withered.

Under normal circumstances, even the powerhouses of the Taiyi Realm can't disperse the Heavenly Tribulation of the True Immortal Realm, but Houyi is the transcendent existence of the consummation of the Great Luo Immortal Realm.

Qin Jun chuckled softly: "Take him and go together!"

The first day of the Western Regions is about to break through the True Immortal Realm, it can be seen that Rulai has invested a lot of resources and effort, if he knows that he has been captured, it is estimated that he will vomit blood in anger.

Bai Ze came to Xuan Qing, grabbed Xuan Qing like a chicken, and jumped into the clouds.

In this way, the Western Regions was silently captured by Qin Jun on the first day.

Five hours after they were gone.

The eight old monks slowly came to their senses, and they were lucky that they were not eaten by the demon beasts.

They looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

"Who are you, who am I?"

"How did I end up here?"

"What have you done to me?"

"I still want to ask you!"

The atmosphere of the eight monks suddenly became tense, although the memory disappeared, but the physical instinct was still there, the cultivation was still there, and they would subconsciously be wary of strangers.

......

Two days later.

Western Regions, Leiyin Temple.

It is a high mountain that rises into the sky, and on the top of the mountain sits a golden temple, which is like the residence of the gods.

In the Leiyin Temple, it is extremely empty, like the golden Buddha-like Rulai sits on the first seat, and a monk below sits in a circle, and there are dozens of steps.

In front of Rulai, there sat two figures, an old monk and a demon king facing the iron mask.

At this moment, the demon king seems to have taken refuge in Buddhism, and quietly listens to the recitation of the scriptures.

The old monk squinted his eyes, understanding the great truth of Rulai.

Long.

After finishing the Buddhist scriptures, he asked, "Why haven't they come back yet?"

No one in the seat responded, and they all looked at each other.

There are eight Golden Immortal Realm Arhat protectors, and Xuan Qing shouldn't have a problem.

If the level planning of Buddhism in the Western Regions is very similar to that of the Western Sect in the previous life, the Golden Immortal Realm can be ranked as an Arhat, and the Taiyi Realm can become a Bodhisattva.

"Buddha, you are too doting on your apprentice, aren't you?" the old monk in front of Rulai snorted.

His name is Evil Tibet, he is a powerful Buddhist cultivator, walking the world, suddenly heard the name of Rulai, specially came to visit, and finally was impressed by Rulai, and wanted to worship Rulai, but Rulai asked him to do one thing, and he could enter Buddhism only after he succeeded, and that thing was to go to Daqin Heavenly Court to catch a monkey demon.

The Iron Mask Demon King next to him was the monkey demon.

Rulai shook his head and smiled, and said: "The Buddha has no desires and no desires, but if you want to promote the Dharma, you need boundless mana to stand on it, and Xuanqing is the most wise person in the Western Regions, I spoil him, that is, I spoil the world, and he will contribute to all sentient beings in the future." โ€

"Buddha mercy!"

All the Buddhist disciples shouted in unison, their faces full of longing.

Evil Zang shook his head and smiled, and subconsciously looked at the Iron Mask Demon King next to him, his eyes full of curiosity.

Ever since he handed over the Iron Mask Demon King to Rulai, the Iron Mask Demon King seemed to have changed his personality, no longer violent, and extremely quiet.

"That's the end of the Dharma for today, so let's all disperse. As he spoke, all the disciples got up and retired.

The same is true of Evil Zang.

Soon, only Rulai and the Iron Mask Demon King were left in the main hall.

"Wukong, are you enlightened?" asked Rulai with his eyes closed.

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