The strength of Xi Mo far exceeded the expectations of Xiao Fan and the others, who were originally full of confidence, but at the moment they were in a heavy mood. Of course, Xiao Fan was not afraid of the thirty monks who were already approaching the imperial capital, but he was afraid of Daling Mountain.

Daling Mountain dominates the orthodox Buddhist path, and the ancient temple of burning sound is just one of the forces of the Buddhist road attached to it. There are so many super strong people in a burning sound ancient temple, so what about the Daleiyin Temple in Daling Mountain?

Xiao Fan felt a huge pressure, things were beyond his expectations, and a careless accident might put the entire Dragon Teng Empire into a point where it would never recover. Of course, Xiao Fan was not worried that the Great Spirit Mountain of the Western Desert would slaughter the people of the Dragon Teng Empire, after all, they were people in Buddhism, and they would not do that kind of massacre. He was worried that if the empire was defeated by Daling Mountain, the entire Longteng Empire would become a place of Buddhism.

When the time comes, the cities here will disappear and be replaced by temples, and all the people will be baptized by the Dharma, planting the roots of the Buddha's path, and from then on worshipping the Buddha sincerely and becoming faithful believers in the Buddha's way.

The so-called Dharma baptism, to put it bluntly, is brainwashing, so that people only have Buddha in their hearts, and from then on they become believers and provide them with mental power. Xiao Fan will never allow such a thing to happen!

Qin Wanru looked at Xiao Fan and the others, and said, "Master, I really didn't expect that the Western Desert Buddha Prefecture in the Yanhuang Continent was so terrifying, this Buddhist orthodoxy is really unfathomable, whether it is in the Shenwu Continent or the Yanhuang Continent, their strength can always surprise and shock. ”

"Forget it, it's useless to think more. Xiao Fan shook his head, and then said: "No matter how strong they are, we always have to face them, and victory or defeat is still a matter of two words." How can I retreat in front of the Western Desert Buddhism in front of my dignified First Empire of Shenzhou!"

After the words fell, Xiao Fan stood up, Lu Qingya and the other four women followed, and then left the Dragon Vein Secret Land with Qin Wanru. Out of the secret passage, Xiao Fan and the others left the palace directly, standing on the city wall and waiting for the arrival of the strong man of the Burning Sound Ancient Temple.

Xiao Fan knew very well that this time the battle was bound to be very fierce, and the true qi fluctuations generated by dozens of powerhouses in the late stage of the Sanhua Gathering Peak and even at the peak were terrifying, at least affecting a radius of several thousand meters. He couldn't wait in the palace for someone from the ancient temple of Sanskrit to come to him, and he couldn't wait in the city. The place of battle cannot be in the city, otherwise the people who are fighting in the first battle will move during the battle, and under the impact of their true energy, innocent people will definitely be affected.

"Are you sure of the super powerhouse at the peak of the Sanhua Gathering Peak on the other side?" Xiao Fan looked at Lu Qingya and the others and asked, although he knew their combat power, the god-level martial soul owner could be reversed, but he was still a little uneasy.

"Xiao Fan, don't worry, we can do it!" Lu Qingya said, and Qin Hanyue and Lin Caixuan also nodded.

Xiao Fan glanced at them deeply, and said: "Qingya, Cai Xuan, Han Yue, you remember, don't go head-to-head with your opponent, with your cultivation, you can only drag down the strong man at the peak of the Sanhua Gathering, there is no possibility to kill him, no matter what, you have to ensure your own safety, do you know the way?"

"Zhilu said, we won't let you worry. Lu Qingya and Lin Caixuan replied in unison. Xiao Fan looked at Senior Lady Qin Wanru and Yue Rongying, and said, "Senior Niang and Yue'er, you two have the ability to kill the peak powerhouse of the Sanhua Gathering Peak, so I won't worry about it." ”

Qin Hanyue looked outside the city and said, "Brother is worried that among the twelve old monks who came to the Burning Sound Ancient Temple this time, how many people are at the peak of the Three Flowers?"

"Very likely!" Xiao Fan nodded, his face was slightly gloomy, and said, "When the time comes, each of you will choose an opponent, and leave the rest to me!"

"What?" Lu Qingya and the others were shocked, looked at Xiao Fan together, and exclaimed: "How can this be! We deal with one by one, and there are more than twenty people left, do you want to face so many super strong people alone?"

Xiao Fan shook his head, looked into the distance, and was silent for a while before he said: "At the beginning, we shouldn't have to face so much, and the first to strike should be those old monks, not middle-aged monks." ”

"Why is this?" everyone was puzzled and looked at Xiao Fan suspiciously. Xiao Fan smiled faintly and said, "Eighteen middle-aged monks, this number reminds me of a kind of Buddhist Dao battle formation I have heard of—the Eighteen Arhat Formation!"

"Eighteen Arhat Arrays...... Qin Wanru's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and then said: "I remembered that there is indeed such a big array in Buddhism." The formation composed of eighteen monks is extraordinary, it can be attacked and defended, once it is trapped in it, it is like entering the copper wall, it is difficult to break out of the formation. ”

"Therefore, eighteen middle-aged monks are their biggest hole cards, at the beginning of the fight, eighteen monks should not be able to do it, and we can take this opportunity to kill as many old monks as possible, and then the remaining old monks will be handed over to you, and eighteen middle-aged monks will be handed over to me to deal with!"

"Are you breaking the formation alone, this will be very dangerous, Yue'er will come with you!" Yue Rongying looked at Xiao Fan with concern. Xiao Fan smiled faintly, touched her supple green silk, and said, "No, I'm enough alone, if I can't even break the eighteen Arhat formations, how can I withstand the revenge of Daling Mountain in the future?"

About half an hour later, a group of monks wearing golden robes appeared in the sight of Xiao Fan and the others, at least about 10,000 meters apart. Xiao Fan obviously felt that the few women around him were a little nervous, and immediately said, "Don't be nervous, it's just a group of bald donkeys." ”

Qin Hanyue and the others nodded, trying to relax themselves. In addition to Lin Caixuan and Lu Qingya, Qin Hanyue and Yue Rongying are all masters of the same sect, but they are inevitably a little nervous at this moment, after all, they are facing a group of strong absolute hands who cultivate at least the Eight Heavens of the Three Flowers.

Xiao Fan opened his delusional eyes, looked through the void, looked directly at the origin of the thirty monks of the Burning Sound Ancient Temple, and saw through their cultivation realm in an instant, and his heart was shocked!

Thirteen old monks, each of them is the peak realm of the three flowers. That is, the Three Flowers Gather at the Peak of the Nine Heavens, but they are only in the early stage of the Nine Heavens, and they have not reached the Peak of the Nine Heavens. And the eighteen middle-aged monks, all of them are people who gather three flowers to gather at the top of the Eight Heavens, and their Buddhist cultivation is very profound, and the original true qi in their bodies is pure and full.

In the distance, the monks of the Burning Sound Ancient Temple obviously also saw Xiao Fan and others standing on the city wall, and saw Xiao Fan and others walking in the air from the city wall, until they stopped in the air thousands of meters away from the city.

In a moment, the monks of the Burning Sound Ancient Temple came to a place ten meters in front of Xiao Fan and the others, and one of them had a pair of long white eyebrows, but his face was as ruddy as a baby, and his hands were folded, and he pronounced the Buddha's horn and said: "Amitabha!

"Yes, it is this imperial lord, dare to ask the master's number?" Xiao Fan said lightly, his words sounded very polite, but his expression was extremely indifferent.

When the white-eyed old monk heard this, he said: "The old man's law is withered, and Emperor Xiao and others go out of the city to greet them, and the old man and others feel honored." ”

"The master misunderstood. Xiao Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "This emperor is not here to welcome, but to reject. ”

The group of senior monks behind the white-eyed old monk heard this, and anger appeared on their faces, but they didn't say anything. At this time, the white-eyed old monk said: "Amitabha, Emperor Xiao has hatred in his heart, and he should let go of it in time." ”

"Oh, is it?" Xiao Fan snorted coldly and said, "This emperor feels that the master has hatred in his heart, not only is it greedy, otherwise he would have come to my imperial capital city thousands of miles away?"

"Amitabha!" The white-eyed old monk pronounced the Buddha's name, with a solemn expression, and said: "Emperor Xiao has a deep hatred in his heart, and naturally has prejudices against Lao Qu and others. My Buddha is compassionate, to relieve the suffering of the world, to create the Dharma, and to open the door of convenience for all sentient beings. As a person in Buddhism, he has long seen his true nature, and the four are empty, so why not say hatred. However, Emperor Xiao should let go as soon as possible and see the true self, you must know that 'one thought of anger, a million obstacles will be opened', if Emperor Xiao does not turn back in time, I am afraid that he will fall into ruin. ”

"Haha ”

The white-eyed old monk stared at him and said: "Emperor Xiao, Lao Qu and the others have two things here, one is to temper the demons in Emperor Xiao's heart and resolve the delusions in Emperor Xiao's heart, and the other is to ask Emperor Xiao to tell the old monk and others, where are the three monks who came to Emperor Xiao's imperial capital city from the ancient temple not long ago?"

"Master, the monks don't talk and don't hide their evil intentions, but the master and the others seem to have broken the precepts? Didn't you wait for the news to come here, knowing that they had already been killed by the emperor, but they asked each other in this way, is this kind of hypocrisy the duty of your monks?"

"Emperor Xiao, your methods are cruel, what kind of grudge do I have against the monks of the ancient temple and you, you want to kill them? Emperor Xiao seems to have to give the old monk an explanation. The white-eyed old monk glared at Xiao Fan and said.

Xiao Fan's eyes gradually turned cold, forced him to look at the white-eyed old monk, and said, "Aren't your Buddhists paying attention to cause and effect? The master wants to discuss an explanation with the emperor, but he just wants the emperor to compromise in front of your Buddha and hand over the god-level spirit. In Buddhism, people should be free from greed, hatred, jealousy, evil opinions, and other delusions, and you seem to have all of them!"

"Amitabha! Emperor Xiao's true self has been lost, and what he said is just a delusion in his heart, but he wants to impose these hardships on Lao Qu and others. It seems that Emperor Xiao has lost too much, and Lao Qu and the others have to transform their hearts and demons for Emperor Xiao for the sake of the common people of the entire Shenzhou!"

As soon as the white-eyed old monk's voice fell, the eleven old monks behind him parted with a slam, and everyone's body was glowing with golden Buddha light, and the Buddha swastika appeared in the center of the eyebrows.