Listening to the words of the Dingguang Joy Buddha, the eyes of the long-eyebrow Taoist suddenly became extremely complicated, sometimes showing fear, sometimes anger, and finally slowly turned into firmness.

"Huanxi Buddha, you also know the idea of the Buddha Gate, but if it wasn't for the Taishang Dao Ancestor, I don't know how long I have been dead and how many lives I have been reincarnated, so I will never betray the Daomen. ”

This is the decision of the Changmei Taoist after careful consideration, this is not to say that he is a person who knows how to be grateful, but he is too weak at this time and has no independent right to speak, if he really dares to betray the Daomen, I am afraid that Shushan will be flattened tomorrow.

Even a disciple of three generations of expounding the sect can kill the head of Shushan at will, how can the Buddhist sect in Xiniu Hezhou be able to protect him?

What's more, how did the head of Shushan, his most proud disciple, become a person of Buddhism?

He didn't ask Dingguang to rejoice in the Buddha, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.

There has never been a moment when the long-eyebrow Daoist felt so aggrieved and so weak.

"It seems that the donor has made up his mind," Dingguang Joy Buddha's eyes showed a touch of murderous intent, and the powerful momentum around his body came out of his body, instantly sweeping Changmei Peak like an angry wave.

The people of Changmei Dao only felt that they were like a small boat in the ocean, and they were in danger of being destroyed at any time in the turbulent waves.

They are both golden immortals, but the difference in strength is like heaven and earth.

It's just that the previous decision has been made, and the face of the long-eyebrow Daoist is pale, and two sword lights, one blue and one purple, light up behind him, accompanied by a clear sword sound, protect his spiritual platform and ask for his life.

At this time, the Changmei Daoist cultivated to the Seventh Heaven, because the sword cultivator was good at attacking, his real strength was comparable to the ordinary Sevenfold Heavenly Golden Immortal, but in front of the Dingguang Joy Buddha, he had no chance of winning, and even he felt it. Even if Yang Jian, who smashed the sword formation of Shushan Mountain with a sword that day, he was not as good as the monk in front of him.

"Poor Dao Shu Mountain, it was established in the name of the ancestor of the Taishang Dao, Dingguang and rejoiced in the Buddha, do you really want to do things so desperately?"

His voice was like a sword. Penetrating the momentum of the Dingguang Joy Buddha, it directly penetrated the clouds and resounded throughout Shushan.

"This is the voice of the ancestor, it's not good, Changmei Peak!" Ren Zixuan's cold eyes were suddenly startled, and a purple sword flew up behind him, and the whole person rose with a sword, instantly swept towards Changmei Peak.

This sound resounded through Shu Mountain, and many golden immortal powerhouses in Shu Mountain rushed to Changmei Peak with their swords. The Heavenly Immortal powerhouses also swept their swords in the air, quickly forming formations in the air.

"Boss, Patriarch ......"

When Ren Zixuan arrived, the three elders of Shushan had already arrived, and they were all cultivators of the Golden Immortal Four Heavens, and the speed of the imperial sword flight was much faster than Ren Zixuan's.

However, the three elders were all heavy on their faces at this time, looking at the momentum that almost covered the entire Changmei Peak, and they didn't have the slightest idea of making a move.

"Formation. Purple and green four elephants Jun Tian Sword Formation!"

The purple sword under his feet emitted a clear sword groan, and Ren Zixuan did not hesitate. The figure flickered instantly.

The three elders of Shushan glanced at each other, and their bodies also emitted blue or purple sword rays, and their bodies flickered, and they cooperated with Ren Zixuan to form a sword array.

"Whew-"

Ren Zixuan snorted coldly, and saw four sword lights converging in the air, finally forming a purple-cyan giant sword. The four of them turned into four streamers, and all of them were submerged in the giant sword.

"Break—"

The cold voice sounded again, and the purple and green giant sword instantly pierced out towards the Changmei Peak in front of him.

Converged by the four golden threads, and blessed by the sword array, the giant sword hit at this time. The power is comparable to that of an ordinary Sevenfold Heavenly Golden Immortal, and he strikes with all his might.

I only heard a loud sound of "boom", the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Shushan seemed to tremble under this blow, and the purple giant sword smoothly pierced the momentum that shrouded Changmei Peak and entered it.

As soon as they entered the Changmei Peak, the four people who turned into giant swords instantly took everything on the peak into their eyes, and their eyes immediately cracked.

Their patriarch Changmei Daoren had a painful face, his body like a sword spine was crushed and arched like a shrimp, his face was shrouded in the pink light of the north, and a pair of eyes that pierced people's hearts like swords had become extremely turbid at this time.

"Ancestor!" Ren Zixuan controlled the giant sword and slashed towards the Dingguang Joy Buddha, while anxiously calling out to the Taoist with long eyebrows.

Seeing this, Dingguang Huanxi Buddha flicked his fingers at will, only to see a "ding" sound, and the giant sword containing the full force of the Seven Heavenly Golden Immortals was directly blown away.

"Let's go...... Leave...... This ......" The long-eyebrow Daoist barely glanced at the giant sword, and made an intermittent sound.

"I didn't expect you to be quite determined, it seems that you have to work harder!" The smile on Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's face became more and more intense, and then his eyes were like electricity, and he directly met the eyes of the long-eyebrow Taoist.

"Buzz ......"

The brains of the long-eyebrow Daoist roared, and the clarity in the depths of his eyes finally disappeared completely.

......

Yang Jian stayed, and Yang Jiao also lived in Guanjiangkou, where he was born, and he also wanted to know more.

Drinking and learning with Yang Jian every day, Yang Jiao's life is quite comfortable, and now he can face up to his large blank, and through many side knocks, he knows many things that Bi Xiao doesn't know.

Bixiao accompanies Yang Jiao every day, compared to Yang Jiao, she likes this life very much.

It's just a pity that peaceful days are always short-lived.

Three months after Yang Jiao came to the mouth of the Guanjiang River, Shushan suddenly announced to the Three Realms that because of the inaction of the Daomen, Yang Jian, a thug, would not be punished, so the Shushan Sword Sect announced that it would break away from the Daomen and the Righteous Dao Alliance from now on.

With the secret action of the Buddha Gate, the news quickly spread throughout the Three Realms at an extremely fast speed.

After Yang Jian got the news, his face became gloomy almost instantly, and in the face of his brother's inquiring gaze, he lightly spit out two words: "Buddhism." ”

"You say it's Buddhism doing this?" Yang Jiao was a little surprised, although he knew a lot of things, but after all, he lost his memory, and he didn't have the same bad feelings for Buddhism as before.

"No, this is Dongsheng Shenzhou, and Shushan is even more descending from the ancestors of the Daoist Sect, does Buddhism really want to find death?" Compared with Yang Jiao's blandness, Bixiao is a little fried, you must know that the predecessor of Buddhism, the Western Sect, was in the Great Disaster of the Gods in China, but it was enough to take away the three thousand golden immortals of the Sect, and the reason why the interception of the Ten Thousand Immortals came to the dynasty fell rapidly, they could be described as "indispensable" at the beginning.

For Buddhism, all the disciples of the sect have an unforgettable hatred.

Yang Jian glanced at Bixiao and said: "The reason why I wanted to resolutely kill Liu Yanchang at the beginning was because this person was a secret son of Buddhism, if he was at ease in Shushan as his secret son, I would naturally bother to pay attention to him, but he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he moved his mind to my sister, that is, he was looking for death." ”

Speaking of this, a trace of killing intent flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, for so many years, whether it was chasing and killing the Demon Sect or cleaning up the monsters, he had never been soft.

That is, Yang Jiao spoke, otherwise Liu Yanchang's soul would be imprisoned by him forever, and he would be burned by the fire of the Nine Shadows every day, and life would be worse than death. (To be continued.) )