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Song Guangzong Zhao Chun took a deep breath and said with an ugly face:

"Why are you here? I don't need your help!"

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou said with a smile:

"Chun'er, why are you so open-minded? Come on, come on, sit aside and watch me vent my anger on you~"

"buzz"

The overbearing sword intent appeared between heaven and earth, carrying a thick evil aura, and slashed towards Song Gaozong.

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, held the God-killing Spear and waved it casually.

"boom"

The sword's intention was easily chopped into pieces, and the force of the sword was not reduced, and it struck Guan Yunchang.

Just listen to an anxious voice, coming from not far away:

"Yun Chang, don't put yourself in danger. It's an innate treasure, the God-killing Spear. It can hurt a saint!"

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, frowned and looked at the sound. When he saw the worried look on Emperor Wu of Wei's face, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he said helplessly:

"No, what are you doing here, Thief Cao?"

"Even if you are thirsty for talents, can you avoid some people? I recognize you, but the God-killing Spear in my hand does not recognize you!"

Emperor Wu of Wei, Cao Cao, hurriedly supported the shaky Guan Yunchang, took out the elixir, gave it to the latter, and said worriedly:

"Yun Chang, are you okay?"

Guan Yunchang coughed heavily, leaned on his long sword, gently pushed Emperor Wu of Wei away, and said without being humble or arrogant:

"Emperor Wei, we have different ways and do not want to conspire with each other."

A golden sun rises, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere!

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, was sitting on the lotus platform, wearing dozens of innate spiritual treasures all over his body, stroking his palms and laughing:

"Okay, okay, good people don't work together. Thief Cao, you'd better put away your love for talents."

"This Amitabha Buddha, seeing the collapse of Xiqi's rites and music, and the chaos, has come here to help the people of Xiqi to enter this Buddha's Buddhism and enjoy eternal life and freedom!"

For a moment, there was silence between heaven and earth!

Even Fan Kuai and Emperor Jin Yuan who were fighting stopped one after another.

Countless eyes were all looking at Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen.

Among them, Emperor Wu and Empress Qi were hiding in the corner, with the most intense eyes!

Just because they discovered that Zhu Qizhen, the Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, had an unexpected number of innate spiritual treasures, there were twenty or thirty pieces!

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, opened his mouth and cursed:

"Bah, pretentious!"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, was not angry. He looked up and said with compassion:

"Amitabha, Wanyan Gou, although you are not human, you have the good qualities of Longyang, but you also fell into the devil's path, full of evil, and serious sins..."

"But I have the virtue of a good life and can personally save you. You only need to kowtow step by step and go to Buddhism. I will make you Longyang Bodhisattva!"

In an instant, Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, looked at him with extremely strange eyes, his face was as dark as ink, and he said with grief and anger:

"Zhu Qizhen dog thief, how dare you slander me!"

"Today I will fight you to the death!"

While speaking, Song Gaozong held the God-killing Spear and attacked Ming Yingzong.

As the God-killing Spear fully revealed its edge, billowing demonic energy filled the area of ​​10,000 meters, causing everyone to retreat.

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, clasped his hands together and said with regret:

"Longyang Bodhisattva, have you ever heard that a mayfly shakes a tree?"

"I am the adopted son of Saint Zhunti and the future leader of the Western Sect. You are just a little eunuch, how can you defeat me?"

far away.

Fairy Bixiao opened her mouth slightly, pointed at the battlefield where Buddha's light and demonic energy intertwined, and asked:

"Zhu Laosi, that Amitabha Buddha seems to be your descendant, right? Why are you so...pretending?"

Bixiao racked his brains and could only use the word "pretend" to describe Ming Yingzong.

It’s just a small Taiyi Golden Immortal, but it’s so powerful that those who don’t know it think it’s a quasi-sacred person with great supernatural powers!

Fairy Qiongxiao asked:

"Fellow Daoist Zhu Di, is what he said true? Is he really the adopted son of Saint Zhunti?"

Fairy Yunxiao glanced at the many magic weapons on Ming Yingzong's body and said:

"I once went to heaven with my master to attend the Peach Conference. Every time, the two saints of the Western Sect would bring all their disciples with them."

"The many magical treasures on Amitabha Buddha's body are indeed those of Western sects. It seems that what he said is true." If it were not the adopted son of Saint Zhunti, there would be no way that Ming Yingzong would appear alive in front of them.

Just because the Western religion is too poor, and all those disciples have the temperament of geese plucking their hair, and beasts leaving their skins.

King Yan Zhu Di shook his head crazily, waved his hands repeatedly, and said:

"No, no, no, I don't know this person."

Ming Taizong Zhu Di also said seriously:

"Old Twelve, do you know this Amitabha? Why have I never heard of this person?"

The face of King Zhu Bai of Xiang was full of seriousness, and he muttered:

"Fourth brother, I rarely travel in ancient times. Maybe I am the illegitimate son of two saints from the Western religion?"

Fairy Bixiao covered her mouth and chuckled:

"Hehe... Xiao Twelve, you are so stupid. How can a saint marry a wife and have children like a mortal?"

Zhu Bai, King of Xiang, asked:

"Why don't saints marry and have children? Does a saint become a saint as soon as he is born?"

Fairy Qiongxiao looked at Yan King Zhu Di and others who denied it, her eyes full of suspicion, and asked:

"Zhu Laosi, you really don't know this Amitabha? You two look somewhat similar~"

King Zhu Di of Yan said resolutely:

"I, Mr. Zhu, would like to make an oath that if I have any relationship with this Amitabha Buddha, I, Mr. Zhu, will suffer a terrible death!"

Seeing this scene, Fairy Qiongxiao complained:

"Zhu Laosi, why are you so serious? I was just joking."

King Yan Zhu Di spread his hands and said righteously:

"Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces. You must keep your innocence in this world!"

Sudden.

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, seemed to be aware of it and turned his head to look. A golden light flashed in his eyes. He saw Xiang Wang Zhu Bai and others hiding in the dark. He waved his hand and shouted:

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, held the God-killing Spear and waved it towards the place where Ming Yingzong's eyes fell.

"Click"

The space shattered like a mirror, revealing the figures of Fairy Yunxiao, Ming Taizong Zhu Di and others.

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, said with a sneer:

"Zhu Laosi, Zhu Di, Zhu Bai, Zhu Gui, you are hiding in the dark, are you trying to join forces with Zhu Qizhen to deal with me?"

"Hmph, let's settle today's old and new grudges together!!!"

Then he saw an eight-armed demonic figure appearing from behind Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty and attacking Ming Yingzong crazily.

"dong dong dong"

Zhu Qizhen, Emperor Yingzong of the Ming Dynasty, looked at the golden lotus platform that firmly protected him and said with emotion:

"The little Longyang Bodhisattva is so ridiculous."

"Even if I don't take action, you can't do anything to me!"

"Idiot, there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering. When you turn around, you will find the shore~"

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou heard Ming Yingzong's ridicule, and his actions became more and more fierce!

far away.

Facing a pair of angry eyes, King Yan Zhu Di smiled awkwardly and said:

"Ahem... Actually, when I was traveling in the ancient world, I took Tai as my surname and my grandfather as my first name. Therefore, these unworthy descendants... Bah, this is why Amitabha would call me that."

Hearing this, Fairy Qiongxiao rolled her eyes at the shameless King Yan and said:

"Fellow Taoist Zhu Laosi, do you have a word of truth in your mouth?" (End of Chapter)