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Chapter 537 Young Emperor Song: Come, please send Emperor Taizong off... back to the court!
Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi flashed, flew high into the sky, and said slowly:
"It's a pity that you, a bald donkey, actually used Buddhist soldiers to defeat my formation. Anyway, today, I will let you see what the golden body of martial arts is!"

"thorn"

I saw Zhao Guangyi, Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty, tearing off his dragon robe, exposing his upper body, and using his martial arts spiritual power.

It was extremely hot, and the energy and blood as bright as a sun star rose up.

Seeing this scene, Baoyueguang Buddha couldn't help but feel a little interested. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the Buddhist soldiers to retreat and said with a smile:

"Cultivation of the physical body? What a coincidence, the same is true for the poor monk."

"Glazed golden body, appear!"

I saw the body of Baoyueguang Buddha turned into glass, showing a pure white color. With one punch, the heaven and earth shook.

Song Taizong also punched him!
"boom"

When the fists of one person and one Buddha collided, with a deafening roar, Song Taizong's right hand exploded instantly and flew out covered in blood.

Baoyueguang Buddha stood in mid-air and said disappointedly:
"Have you just barely reached the Golden Immortal Realm? You really overestimate your abilities!"

Zhao Guangyi, Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty, flew thousands of steps before he managed to freeze his figure. With a thought, the power of Qi and blood rose, and his right hand returned to its original state in an instant.

Hearing the ridicule of Baoyueguang Buddha, Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi squeezed the magic formula and shouted:

"In my name, Zhao Guangyi, the fortune of the Song Dynasty..."

Suddenly, a young and majestic voice resounded through the sky:

"Bound!"

Tens of thousands of weapons flew from all directions in the Bhikkhu Kingdom and turned into a prison cage, binding Song Taizong in it.

Song Taizong turned his head to look, with a hint of shock in his eyes, and growled:
"Bing'er, you..."

A whirlpool as black as ink cut across the sky and earth. Zhao Bing, the young emperor of the Song Dynasty, wore a dragon robe, flew into the sky, and commanded:
"Prime Minister Zuo listens to the order and escorts Emperor Taizong back to the court!"

"Right Prime Minister, I order you to lead the army to retreat!"

Prime Minister Lu Xiufu on the left, Prime Minister Wen Tianxiang on the right and other ministers looked at each other in confusion. While they were still hesitating, their bodies were already involuntarily following orders.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi punched the prison cage made of weapons. Blood dripped from his fist and roared:
"I haven't lost yet! Bing'er, don't mess around, let me go!"

"With the energy of the Great Song Dynasty entering my body, my martial arts golden body will definitely be able to take further steps. I haven't lost yet!"

"Rebellion! Rebellious! I am Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty. How dare you not listen to my imperial edict and instead listen to Bing'er's imperial edict? Could it be that you are plotting to rebel!!!"

Soon, Song Taizong's roar disappeared into the space passage.

Baoyueguang Buddha took this opportunity to grab it with his big hand, and a ray of Buddha's light turned into a golden hand, trapping thousands of Song troops. General Yang Ye, the right leader of the army, was also among them.

Immediately, Baoyueguang Buddha took his time to look at the dark whirlpool and asked:
"What are you doing? Why can't this poor monk see through it? Escape? Where can you escape?"

Nowadays, in the four major continents of the human world, there are Buddhist Bodhisattvas harvesting the essence of ants everywhere. Therefore, Precious Moonlight Buddha is not afraid of these mortals escaping.

If he could just happen to bump into the Buddhist Bodhisattva head-on, it would save him a lot of effort.

The Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, looked directly at the Moonlight Buddha, without any emotion in his eyes, and said:
"This technique is called Space Channel. All living beings in the three realms will die if they enter!"

"Once the Dragon of Luck is damaged, it will affect the entire Song Dynasty. Face is not as important as the people!"

With the thought of Bao Yueguang Buddha, thousands of Buddha soldiers flew into the sky and rushed towards the dark whirlpool.

The space passage only had the slightest ripples, but there was no movement at all.

Seeing this scene, Baoyueguang Buddha touched his chin, looked at Emperor Song up and down, pointed at the thousands of Song soldiers trapped by his secret technique, and said:
"It's such a weird secret skill, but if the poor monk doesn't go in, can you still force the poor monk to go in?"

"Now that the overestimating person has left, let me show you where you got the confidence to hold me back."

"If you cannot satisfy this poor monk, your thousands of subordinates will become ruthless and desireless Buddhist soldiers and enjoy immortality~"

The Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a trace of majesty from his thin body, and said lightly:
"Precious Moonlight Buddha, you will die today!" "Buzz buzz"

After the words of Young Emperor Song fell, the world was filled with turmoil!
"call"

I saw the Precious Moonlight Buddha all around ten miles away, and everything in the world seemed to have spiritual wisdom.

Ancient trees grew rapidly, and their branches were like sharp swords, slashing towards the Moonlight Buddha.

Even the birds and the dust were filled with murderous intent.

a time.

Endless attacks fell on the glazed gold body of Baoyueguang Buddha.

Even Baoyueguang Buddha himself was in a daze for a moment, and his right hand unconsciously placed on his neck, wanting to kill himself.

The next second, after Baoyueguang Buddha woke up, he said coldly:
"You are so young, how dare you act in front of a poor monk!"

"shock!"

The pressure of the Taiyi Golden Fairyland swept across the world, making the air seem to freeze.

Seeing this scene, Young Emperor Song pointed at the thousands of trapped Song troops under his golden subordinates and said:

"I order you to wait and go home!"

"click"

The big golden hand transformed by Buddha's power cracked open inch by inch, and the power of Yang Ye, the right-leading military general, rose up, carrying his soldiers and rushing towards the space passage.

However, until he entered the space passage, Yang Ye's expression was dull and stupid.

It seemed that he was confused as to why the young emperor acted like a puppet on strings as soon as he said something.

"clap clap"

The Treasure Moonlight Buddha touched his palms and laughed, praising:

"Okay, okay, you really didn't disappoint me. I didn't expect that in the Three Realms today, there are still people who can follow this magical power."

"How about this? The poor monk doesn't have to kill you, but from now on, you will be the poor monk's slave and serve the poor monk at his command."

"The dragon liver from the Four Seas Dragon Clan is bland and tasteless. The poor monk wants to eat the dragon liver from the ancient dragon clan, preferably from the Ancestral Dragon or the Candle Dragon."

"Forget it, I guess you can't do it, so give me a plate of the most delicious delicacy in the Three Realms!"

The Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing, looked around and saw all the soldiers leaving. With a thought in his mind, he closed the space passage.

Word by word:

"As the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I will never be your slave to the gods and Buddhas in the sky."

"The long river of time is now!"

"In my future body, help me destroy the Buddha!"

In an instant, Young Emperor Song's face was covered with black lines, exuding a strong ominous look.

Immediately, black lines spread to the upper body, making the latter look like a demon.

Baoyueguang Buddha shook his head and said in disappointment:

"Nie Zhan, do you really think that the magical power of speaking Dharma is so useful? Why don't you just say that you are the Emperor of Heaven and you want to take charge of the three realms."

"You have only cultivated in the Immortal Realm, but you want to forcefully call out the long river of time and the backlash of cause and effect. Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"It's a pity that the poor monk has eaten all over the three realms, even the gods, but he still can't find the most delicious food in the three realms... Could it be that this is his destiny?"

(End of this chapter)