"Do you know who it is?" A sense of jealousy rose in the heart of the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha, and he suddenly asked.

"Yang Jiao, it must be him!" Lu Jian affirmed.

As the words fell, a black crack suddenly cracked in the hall of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and a slender figure slowly stepped out of it.

"Yang Jiao?" asked the Buddha's face suddenly changed drastically.

"It's me!" Yang Jiao stepped out of the void crack, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the Buddha.

"Unconsciously, the little guy in Biyou Palace has grown to such a powerful point, and I am far inferior to the master's vision!"

The rest of the great Buddhas looked at the Buddha who suddenly showed this emotion, and their hearts were shocked.

When Duobao attained the Tao and incarnated as the Buddha, his face was always a compassionate smile, although he did not shy away from everything about the past Duobao, he did not mention it much, and he did not want to take the initiative to mention the past today.

Yang Jiao smiled when he heard this: "You are no longer a disciple of the sect, and you are not qualified to call him master." ”

The Buddha nodded and said, "The past is put aside for the time being, you are here today, I don't know what happened?"

As soon as these words fell, everyone in the audience was full of energy and listened with their ears pricked up.

Yang Jiao glanced at the Buddha, then his gaze slowly turned, glanced around, and finally fell on Lu Jian who looked apprehensive: "Why I came, you should already know." ”

Lu Jian was suffocated by Yang Jiao's heart, opened his mouth, and finally looked at the Buddha.

"Scared?" The corners of Yang Jiao's mouth suddenly pulled up a touch of arc, but his expression suddenly turned cold: "When you passed by Taoshan, weren't you very arrogant?"

"Yang Jiao, this is the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, not a place for you to go wild!" the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha shouted directly.

As soon as the words of the lamp fell, I felt that even the cold light fell directly on my body. That coldness almost froze his soul.

Yang Jiao glanced at the lamp, stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Pressure, and said slowly: "I came today just for him and others." It's better not to meddle. ”

When he was still a golden immortal, he forced himself to hide on the spiritual mountain, and now although he has broken through the golden immortal and attained the holy path, he clearly knows that the gap between the two has not only not become smaller, but has become larger.

The sword light on the sun and star spans hundreds of millions of miles. not only beheaded his black nest clone, but also broke his guts.

"Buddha save me!"

Lu Jian didn't dare to look at Yang Jiao, so he had to look at the Buddha on the lotus platform: "Buddha save me!"

The Buddha's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he was mentally fighting extremely fiercely at the moment.

"Save ...... Still don't save it!"

Yang Jiao tore through the void and came directly to the hall of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

As a symbol of the entire spiritual mountain, the Daxiong Treasure Hall is not only a noble position, but also a very powerful treasure, with the powerful mana blessing of the two great saints. He has arranged an immeasurable formation over the years, and the power is combined. Not to mention the Buddha, even if Zhun Ti leads the two saints to make a move, it is impossible to directly tear up the space from the outside world and descend to the temple.

This kind of strength made the Buddha think of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, that powerful ancient giant who could be the enemy of all the quasi-saint powerhouses in the entire Three Realms with his own strength.

"Humph!"

If the Buddha was thinking, Yang Jiao didn't have so much patience to wait with him to think about the result.

A cold snort. Yang Jiao's figure erupted directly, this time he didn't use it, but directly stretched out his big hand and grabbed Lu Jian directly.

Lu Jian was like a frightened bird, and he rose up the moment Yang Jiao made his move. Get out of the way quickly.

"Hum—"

Just as Yang Jiao made his move again, a great pressure suddenly came from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which directly pressed on Yang Jiao's body like a Sumeru Mountain, making Yang Jiao feel that his body was suddenly countless times heavier, and his movements were also deformed in his eyes, allowing Lu Jiao to escape here.

"Yang Jiao, this is Lingshan, it's not your Gouchen Palace, don't say it's you, it's Kong Xuan, the Heavenly Demon is here, don't think about catching Lu Jian under the nose of a poor monk!"

If the Buddha's eyes exploded, the whole body was full of might, just now, it was he who triggered the ban of the Great Lei Yin Temple and affected Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao raised his head and saw that his body had turned into a sea of Buddha light, but his heart became more and more cold.

"Originally, it was just Lu Zhuan's business, but since you interfered, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At this moment, Yang Jiao's gaze became very cold, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the glaive sword appeared directly in his hand.

The next moment, a silver halo exploded directly along Yang Jiao's center, and where the silver halo passed, all the golden light was like spring turning snow, all of which disappeared.

At the same time, the five quasi-saints of Buddhism changed color, especially the face of the Buddha.

At this moment, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas was full of incredulity, because he found that the forbidden formation of the entire Mahavira Hall had actually failed, not only that, but he even felt that his will was imprisoned in the small world, and he could not be blessed on himself.

The Buddha opened his hand, and the Buddha Kingdom in his palm was still functioning well, but he could no longer get any help from it, as if the whole world had been sealed.

Not only him, but also Lu Press, Burning Lamp, Maitreya, and Medicine Buddha Liuli Buddha are all the same.

Their wills are all trapped in the small world, and they can't get out.

Without the will bonus, they are not even as strong as some quasi-saints with the will bonus, and in this state, how can they be Yang Jiao's opponents.

Of course, if the Buddha thinks further, it is not terrible to lose his will, after all, this is the Mahavira Treasure Palace, and they still have the backhands left by the saints, but unfortunately, the prohibition of the Mahavira Treasure Hall has also become invalid at this moment.

"Lu Pressure!" Yang Jiao's voice sounded again, and the cold seemed to come from the Nine Shadows, making all the quasi-saints present shiver.

"Ahh

With a scream, Lu Jian was caught without the slightest resistance.

"Spare me, spare me, I have the resources left by my uncle back then, which are enough to compete with the resources of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, aren't you hunted down by the Heavenly Demon Ancestor? I am willing to give you all those resources, as long as you spare me ......"

Lu Jian was grabbed by Yang Jiao in the palm of his hand, as a golden crow who controlled the true fire of the sun, he felt cold all over, this feeling was like a demon, provoking the deepest fear in his heart.

"Irritable tongue!" Yang Jiao's hand was slightly forced, and he suddenly pinched Lu Jian into a ball of fire, and then his hand turned over and was put away.

"Yang Jiao, the land pressure is at your disposal, let's go!"

Seeing Yang Jiao's gaze sweeping over, Randen couldn't help but jump his eyelids, and hurriedly said loudly.

"It turns out that you Buddhas, who are high above, don't you have to be mortals any better when you are facing death!"

Yang Jiao sneered, flicked his fingers continuously, and directly sent out four sword lights.

"Hmmm......"

Four muffled snorts sounded, and the four Buddhas didn't even have time to resist, and they were all hit hard.

"It's just a lesson, and if it gets to me in the future, it's not so easy to pass. ”

Yang Jiao glanced at the four Buddhas, then put away the silver halo, stretched out his hand to cut through the space at will, and the figure flashed and disappeared.

It wasn't until Yang Jiao disappeared that the four Buddhas breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally gone!" the ancient Buddha wiped his bald head, all covered in sweat.

"That silver halo, is that his quasi-holy will, why is it so powerful......

The Buddha looked at the direction in which Yang Jiao disappeared, and his face showed a touch of shock. (To be continued.) )