Chapter 117: Rakshasa Country
Nanzhan Buzhou, Rakshasa country.
The majestic body of the Rakshasa lord sat on the throne, a pair of dark red bloody eyes stared at His Royal Highness, and his body was hovering with a blood-colored murderous aura like a substance, and at this time he was patting the armrest of the throne hard, and a terrifying crack appeared on the hard armrest made of the bones of the Golden Immortal Great Demon at this time.
His Royal Highness, the Asura King, was raising his head, looking at the Rakshasa Lord without showing weakness, a pair of dark red pupils were cold and ruthless, flashing with terrifying murderous intent, and he did not restrain himself because the other party was the Rakshasa Lord.
This Asura King was none other than the Meteor Asura King that Yang Jiao had encountered in the Scarlet Swamp before.
Most of the center of gravity of the Asura clan is in Xiniuhe Prefecture, above the Nanzhan Continent, Meteor is the actual ruler, as for the lord of the Rakshasa country, although he controls the huge Rakshasa country, but he is only half of the Asura bloodline, he is destined not to enter the core position of the Asura clan.
The lord of the Rakshasa country looked at the meteor, his heart was full of anger, thinking that he was the supreme of a country, the cultivation of the Nine Heavenly Golden Immortals, but he was reprimanded at will by the Asura King in front of him, who only had the cultivation of the Seven Heavens, like a grandson, without the slightest status at all.
Before Meteor ordered to hunt down and kill all those who practiced the exercises of the Asura clan, for a time there was a bloody storm, and the youngest son of the Rakshasa lord's favorite was killed in this bloody storm. When the lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom angrily summoned Meteor to ask for an explanation, he was indifferently replied by Meteor: "Since you were killed, it means that you are a waste, and if you want to explain it, you have asked for the war knife in my hand." β
The Asura clan rushed to kill, believing in the respect of the strong, and never paid attention to the coward in front of him who had the cultivation of the Nine Heavens, but never dared to go to the battlefield in person.
"Meteor, don't forget, I am the lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom appointed by the Great Demon King, and you are just sent by His Majesty the Great Demon King to assist me, don't be too presumptuous. The Rakshasa Lord suddenly straightened up and looked down at the meteor.
A hint of mockery appeared in the depths of Meteor's indifferent and ruthless blood pupils, and he spoke: "You said that if I kill you on the spot today, will the Great Demon King remember a dead man, or will he blame a strong man?"
"You-"
When the Rakshasa Lord heard this, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and his body shook slightly.
This action looked at Meteor's eyes, which made him even more disdainful of this seemingly majestic man.
"This king is not here today to explain anything to you, but to make you fully shrink your defenses, the attack of the heavenly court is coming soon, I hope you will not ruin the hard work of our clan on this land. Meteor glanced at the Rakshasa Lord one last time, and then his figure flickered and disappeared straight into the main hall.
When the meteor figure disappeared, the anger on the face of the Rakshasa lord suddenly disappeared, and the corners of his mouth quietly hung up with a trace of arc: "A dead man, the Great Demon King really won't take it to heart, Meteor, this is the last time you will be presumptuous in front of me." β
Meteor walked out of the main hall and rushed straight to the blood-colored swamp, but when he went back, there was no longer a complete castle in the entire blood-colored swamp, and tens of thousands of Asura's corpses were scattered all over the swamp, making the already blood-colored swamp even more red.
"Tune the tiger away from the mountain, Emperor Shakti, you really want to die. "The lord of the Rakshasa country is called Emperor Shakti.
The meteor looked up at the sky, and there was a light rain in the sky at some point, but the rain was golden.
"The Demon Suppression ArrayβUp!"
A clear voice sounded, and a golden light suddenly lit up in the blood-colored swamp filled with murderous aura, followed by countless bald monk figures emerging from all directions, these figures were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and in an instant, they turned into a golden circle of light, surrounding the meteor in the center.
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. β
Qing Yue's voice sounded again, and with a high Buddha horn, a middle-aged and powerful bald man appeared in the golden aperture.
Meteor had seen this person when he was fighting in Xiniu Hezhou, and he was now one of the strongest people under the quasi-saints of Buddhism, called - King Kong is not bad Buddha.
"No wonder that bastard has such a dog guts, it turns out that he has already sat as a lackey of Buddhism. The group of enemies was fed, and the meteor silently took out the battle knife, and looked at King Kong with cold eyes.
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Heavenly Court, Yang Jiao flew quickly in the clouds, and soon flew from Gouchen Heavenly Palace to Lingxiao Treasure Palace, but unfortunately he didn't see Yang Chan. After grabbing the guards to ask, I learned that Yang Chan had rushed to Huashan to take office.
"How long have you been there?" Yang Jiao stood at the door of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall with a helpless expression.
"Emperor Chen Tiandi, after the court meeting dispersed, Our Lady of Huayue went straight to the Nantianmen, and now it has been about three hours. The town hall guard replied respectfully.
"Three hours, I should have arrived in Huashan. Yang Jiao thought a little in his heart, and was thinking about going to the lower realm, but a white-bearded old man suddenly turned out beside him, it was Tai Bai Xing.
"Your Majesty knows that His Royal Highness Gou Chen is coming, and he specially ordered the little old man to wait here, and asked His Highness to go to Yaochi to talk about it. Tai Bai Xing's old face full of folds was full of smiles, and he said respectfully to Yang Jiao.
"There was no time. As soon as Yang Jiao waved his hand, he was about to turn around and leave.
Tai Bai Xing hurriedly stopped him and said, "The curtain of Nanzhan Buzhou has been opened, but His Highness has already agreed." β
Seeing that Yang Jiao's body was stunned when he heard this, Tai Baixing continued: "Huashan is not far from the mouth of the Guan River, and Xiao Lao'er has already sent someone to ward Erlang Zhenjun, His Royal Highness wants to see Our Lady of Huayue, it is okay to change the time, there is no need to be in a hurry." β
As soon as the words fell, Yang Jiao had already turned around: "Lead the way." β
In the Yao Pond, the fairy aura was swirling, and when Yang Jiao entered, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were enjoying singing and dancing and drinking at the same time.
Yang Jiao strode to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, and said, "Gou Chen has seen His Majesty the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother. β
The Jade Emperor waved his sleeves, scattered the singing and dancing in the hall, and looked at Yang Jiao: "Give a seat." β
Immediately, a fairy sent the seat.
Yang Jiao sat down, looked at the Jade Emperor and said, "I don't know why Your Majesty came to me?"
The Jade Emperor drank all the wine in the cup, let out a long breath, put the wine glass on the table, and then said, "The Buddha Gate has begun to move." β
When the words fell, I saw the clouds and mist in the hall condense, and then turned into a smooth mirror, the halo on the mirror flowed, and infinite blood light appeared, and the swords and soldiers were everywhere, and the blood was flying, which was a bloody battle.
"Bloody swamp!" Yang Jiao recognized this place at a glance, and the two sides of the fight were also very easy to identify, the warriors who were not afraid of death, had ugly faces, and exuded surging murderous intent were the Asura tribe stationed there, and the guys with big bald heads on the other side were a group of Buddhist guys.
The battle between the two sides was very tragic, although the Asura clan was not afraid of death, charging again and again, but the Buddha Sect had already formed a large array, complementing each other, plus the number was nearly ten times that of them, so the war lasted for a short time.
In this battle, the army of the Asuras, who advocated killing, was completely annihilated, and the Buddhism that preached compassion was victorious.
"Ma Sui-" Yang Jiao looked in the mirror, a majestic monk covered in golden light on the battlefield, a pair of extremely hard fists beat countless Asura into meat sauce, no one is his enemy, including Yang Jiao's face of the boundless and empty blood.
This person is Ma Sui, the crazy immortal Ma Sui who intercepted the sect back then, and now the golden light of Buddhism is not bad for the Buddha.