What bad intentions can a temple blessing have?

Chapter 363 Tathagata! Come out and see me!
Jiang Qi was making trouble in the underworld, and when Brother Monkey, a powerful foreign aid, came, he was not idle outside.

The turmoil of raising the tent in the Hall of Justice and dispatching the entire army attracted countless eyes.

And through this period of time, a few ordinary immortal gods came to the foot of Lingshan Mountain on ordinary immortal clouds.

Get ready for an ordinary visit.

"The Nine Heavens Golden Palace and the Five Directions Xuanhe righteous gods are coming, why don't you welcome them quickly!"

Wang Lingguan and True Monarch Yisheng stood at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, exhaling in unison, and the sound spread throughout Lingshan Mountain.

And after these two saints, there is
The Xuan He Zheng Shen of the Five Directions, the Erlang Shenjun Yang Jian.

Supervisory envoy of Wufang Xuanhezhen Mansion, Nezha, the great god of Santanhaihui.

The second of Zhoutian's three hundred and sixty-five star kings is the Jiutian Jinque Guanghan Taiyin Star King who carries the origin of Taiyin.

By the way, there are still two people who make up the number to be enshrined in heaven.

The side door of Daleiyin Temple was completely opened, and the Eight Great Vajras came out. Each one of them was a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal.

It looks solemn and solemn, which can be said to give Yang Jian enough face.

"Ah."

Nezha sneered again and was about to step forward, but was suppressed by Baihe Boyzi.

Then, I saw golden lotuses pouring out of the Great Leiyin Temple. At the same time, the door of the Great Leiyin Temple opened, and the sound of Zen reverberated through Lingshan.

The White Crane boy said with a smile, then he stepped forward, passed Yang Jian, and walked down the nine-headed lion.

After the voices of Wang Lingguan and True Monarch Yi Sheng fell, Lingshan seemed to be stagnant for a while.

"According to the order of my Buddha Tathagata, come and greet the great god Xuanhe of the Five Directions!"

And these immortal gods who came to visit Lingshan stood on the back of an ordinary nine-headed lion.

Yang Jian stood at the front, with Nezha and Baihe Tongzi on his left and right, looking at the Lingshan Mountain in front of him.

One of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, Master Yuding.

"Only these few?"

The third generation senior brother of Chanjiao, Baihe Tongzi.

It is worth mentioning that although everyone is at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, because the nine-headed lions have spread their bodies, Yang Jian is basically at the same height as the Great Leiyin Temple.

However, Nezha sneered, "Open the side door?"

"boom!"

Yang Jian also narrowed his eyes and said nothing, just waiting quietly.

As well as the Pure Yang Sword Immortal and the Barefoot Immortal who have no real power.

In addition, there is a mere fifth-grade God of Wealth and a tutor to the Seventh Princess.

"Okay, my junior brother, you're already grown up, so don't be so irritable."

The eight Vajras spoke in unison, and their voices were only louder than those of Wang Lingguan and True Monarch Yisheng just now.

"Cang!!!"

The sharp sword light flashed!

The qi that urges the heavens almost surpasses the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

The boy Baihe was holding a wild goose feather sword. He was condescending and slashed it down without hesitation!

"boom!"

The dazzling sword light shrouded the eight Buddhist Dharma Protectors!

The White Crane Boy actually wanted to fight one against eight in the same realm!

Every opponent is the pinnacle of Buddhism’s Taiyi Golden Immortal, and every one of them is a Vajra Protector blessed by Buddhism’s luck!
Naturally, the eight Vajras were not afraid and all rushed forward.

Although both parties seemed very polite, they didn't know what was actually going on.

Since the other party has taken action, there is no need to be polite on my side!
One versus eight?

Ridiculous, so true.
"Well"

"puff!"

"Damn it!"

As soon as the heroic ambitions in the hearts of the eight Vajra emerged, they were neatly chopped off by the light of the five swords.

One of the two people in front of him groaned and turned pale, while the other vomited blood.

The heavy and sharp pressure made the bodies of the Eight Great Vajras tremble faintly.

"Get out!"

The white crane boy's eyes suddenly gleamed, and the Yan Fei Dao in his hand shook.

"boom!!!"

The snow-white thunder exploded and illuminated the sky and the earth.

What followed was the Eight Great Vajras that were knocked out.

One to eight, Baihe Boy was the winner!
Just one encounter suppressed eight Buddhist Vajra Protectors! This is the foundation of the third-generation senior brother Chanjiao!

Even though he has not been promoted to Da Luo, he can be said to be invincible within the Taiyi Golden Immortal!
Even Yang Jian in the past did not dare to say that he could defeat this senior brother.

The White Crane Boy landed in front of the Great Leiyin Temple. He did not put away the Yanling Saber in his hand, but threw it away casually.

"Zheng!"

The divine weapon that Saint Yuqing enlightened for the White Crane boy was inserted directly into the side door of the Great Leiyin Temple!

This is undoubtedly a provocation.

But at the same time, it was also the attitude given by Baihe Boyzi.

Open a side door, who are you insulting here?
"cracking!"

Suddenly, a sharp cry sounded.

The figure of Yun Cheng Wan Lipeng rushed out, rolled up the Yan Fei Dao, and rushed back into the hands of Bai He Boy.

"Well done!"

The white crane boy's eyes flashed, his body swayed, and he took on the shape of a white crane, fighting with the Yuncheng Wanlipeng.

They are all ancient alien elves, and they are all birds. Now they collide with each other, it can be said that they are like needles against each other.

Almost in an instant, the battlefield between Baihe and Dapeng came to the nine heavens, and countless Qingyun collapsed.

The clear sound of cranes and sharp eagles can be heard all the time.

Yang Jian looked up and said firmly: "Senior brother will win."

"You're all grown up, stop talking nonsense."

Nezha said with a smile.

"Nezha shut up."

Zhao Gongming, the fifth-grade God of Wealth, walked out without giving any face to Nezha, the second-grade great god.

Nezha smiled coquettishly and shrank his neck.

There are not many people who can convince this evil star, but Zhao Gongming, the interception teacher, is definitely one of them.

There is no other reason to fight.

In the Battle of the Gods in the past, Nezha, Yang Jian and others were not even worthy to be the opponent of this uncle.

His opponents at that time were all outstanding second-generation disciples. They even killed them one by one, but in the end they were tricked.

Even now, Nezha realizes that if he can survive a hundred moves under Uncle Zhao, he will be proud of himself.

Zhao Gongming stepped on the fairy clouds and landed slowly in front of Dayeiyin Temple.

He looked at Leiyin Temple in front of him, with some complexity deep in his eyes.

It seems puzzled, annoyed, complaining, and yearning.

Finally, Zhao Gongming raised his feet.

"Bang!!"

There was a loud noise, and a black and numb footprint appeared on the door of the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Zhao Gongming! Presumptuous!"

The figure of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva appeared from the Great Leiyin Temple, holding a qi machine like a pearl, to suppress the arrogant and rebellious Zhao Gongming.

"Hahahahaha!"

Zhao Gongming did not move.

Suddenly, there was a long laugh, and a sword light shot up from the ground, causing the nine lions to bend their legs.

Master Yuding's Immortal Killing Sword, with its powerful killing power, enveloped Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

"Senior brother, stay here and watch my foolish brother fight him!"

Master Yuding left a word and then disappeared together with Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

"Ah."

Zhao Gongming nodded and prepared to kick him a second time.

"Buzz!"

As the Buddha's light transpired, the two Bodhisattvas Manjushri and Samantabhadra appeared, but they were caught by Master Chunyang and the Barefoot Immortal.

"boom!"

Zhao Gongming didn't even look, and kicked him directly with his second kick.

This time, the door of Daleiyin Temple was finally kicked open.

"Tathagata!"

Zhao Gongming's beard and hair were flying, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily.

"Come out and see me!!"

(End of this chapter)