Prehistoric: I am the Ten Cold River God, and I am buried in Tang San at the beginning

Chapter 92 Zhunti’s return? Something big has happened! ! !

"These two guys are really powerful." Leader Tongtian frowned and whispered.

These two people were both thrown out of the river by the river god of Chentangguan!

He originally thought that Jianglong was just a reincarnation, but he didn't expect that he was so strong now!

It’s like a completely different person!

This river god is really powerful. I must pay him a visit someday!

Yuanshi Tianzun looked indifferent and was not affected by the turmoil at all. Obviously, he was ready to watch the show.

Whether the West falls or not has nothing to do with him.

But Yuanshi can watch a play, but Zhunti cannot!

"this…"

"impossible……"

The two of them saw that the Western Sect they had founded with their own hands was almost destroyed by Jiang Long and Tang San Burian. In addition to being shocked, they felt even more angry!

"Brother, let's go down quickly!"

Zhunti looked at Jie Yin and said.

However, although his voice was soft, it could not be hidden from the ears of the saints in front of him.

I immediately said: "You two, just now Daozu asked us to go back to our respective dojos and wait for Daozu's friends to arrive. Don't let this trivial matter delay the big thing!"

Little things?

Zhun raised his eyebrows.

My own nest is about to be destroyed, and you still want me to stay here?

Gao your sister!

Thinking of this, Zhunti ignored my words and left Zixiao Palace angrily.

The receptionist nodded slightly towards the saints and followed closely.

"Alas~" I watched the two people leaving and sighed: "This time, the West really suffered a big loss."

It's best to take this opportunity to suppress the arrogance of Western religions and solve my major problem!

……

Daleiyin Temple.

At this moment, Jianglong and Tang Sanzong seemed to have entered an invincible state, and all the Arhats present could not compete with them! After all, not even Maitreya Buddha can do anything to them, let alone other Arhat Buddhas!

In an instant.

There was a chilling atmosphere in the hall, and all the Arhats screamed in agony.

The entire Great Leiyin Temple was dyed red with golden blood.

"stop!"

Miroku yelled.

The sharp aura before had long since disappeared.

Faced with such a fierce duo, what could he, Maitreya, do?

When he saw Jiang Long and Tang San being buried, beating all the Buddhist disciples to pieces and leaving him alone as the Buddha sitting in the rear, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

but……

Zhangliu's golden body has been destroyed. No matter what magical powers he uses now, he cannot be a match for these two people.

We can only wait to die!

"The flying dragon is in the sky! The mighty dragon!"

"Coffin, open!"

in the hall.

Shouts came and went.

At this moment, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and a purple auspicious aura suddenly came from the east.

Jianglong, Tang Sanzong and others also realized that something was wrong and stopped one after another.

The two of them looked at a corner of the sky and frowned.

There's something wrong with this breath.

Maitreya Buddha shed tears of joy immediately upon seeing this.

"Yes... they are two saints!"

Buddhism, there is help!

Among the black clouds, no one could be seen clearly, but there were two piercing sounds coming from the sky.

"The dragon was subdued and Tang San was buried. How dare you break into my Buddhist pure land and do all kinds of evil!"

"Thankfully you are still Buddhist disciples!!!" After the words fell, the saint came.

On top of the Lingshan Mountain, the Buddha's light suddenly shrouded the place in a bright light.

Two golden figures illuminate the heaven and earth.

The two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti frowned, their faces solemn, and their eyes overflowed with murderous intent.

They have never been so angry!

At this moment, there are corpses everywhere in the Great Leiyin Temple, and there is golden blood everywhere, which makes people's hair stand on end.

"Amitabha! You are so brave!"

"You guys don't take me seriously enough!"

When a saint comes to the world, it is a blessing or a curse, with causes and effects.

Now, it is for his own Western teaching.

These two monks have already stirred up Buddhism. If they don't take action, I'm afraid the foundation of Western Buddhism will be destroyed by Jiang Long and the others!

Jianglong looked at this scene coldly, not too surprised, but very calm.

He raised his head and said to the two saints: "Amitabha, Zhunti welcomes the saint, do you know that today's Buddhism is managed by monsters! This Maitreya is simply a disaster to my Buddhism, and a disaster to my Buddha. It’s a disaster for all living beings!”

"How can such a person save all sentient beings and spread the righteousness of Buddhism to everyone!"

"shut up!"

Zhunti interrupted him mercilessly, "You two killed thousands of my Buddhist disciples, and now you want to deny it?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and six pure bamboos appeared out of nowhere, covering the Great Thunder Sound Temple. With another wave of his hand, there was lightning and thunder in the hall.

The few Arhats who survived hurriedly backed away, looking excited.

With the saint, everything is easy to say!

Even though Tang San's Subduing Dragon had infinite magic power and supernatural powers, he still had no chance of winning in front of the two great saints!

If the two of them knew each other better, they should kneel down and beg for mercy at this moment, praying to the saint to show their noble hands and let them live!

However, Jiang Long and Tang San's Burial had no such meaning at all.

"...Hmph..." Tang Sanzian sneered, "I know that you two have known about Buddhism for a long time, and you have also seen Maitreya and others using demons to cause harm to the world!"

"You guys are really all in the same boat. In this case, I have nothing to say!"

After Tang San was buried, he took out the bronze coffin behind him and placed it on the ground.

Suddenly, a strong demonic aura emerged from the coffin.

"."

Jie Yin frowned and said nothing.

How could this coffin have such rich aura?

What kind of treasure is this?

Why have I never seen it before?

"What a joke! Do you think you can shake me?"

Zhunti didn't take Tang San's actions seriously, and even thought that the other party was just bluffing without any actual effect.

After all, how can the power of a saint be so easily shaken?

Everyone below the saint is an ant.

This is absolute power suppression!

The saint's mere breath was enough to kill the two of them!

"court death!"

Zhunti narrowed his eyes and waved the six pure bamboos again.

In an instant, all the lightning surrounding the Great Thunder Sound Temple bombarded Tang Sanzang. A powerful breath suddenly burst out.

The Arhat Bodhisattva on the side was also stunned, and Maitreya Buddha couldn't help but exclaimed!

This is the real saint!

Just a casual wave of your hand can trigger thunder and lightning. Thinking about it again, I have been fighting Jiang Long for a long time. Even though I have cast countless spells, I am still not as powerful as I am now!

Bang!

A golden lightning fell from the sky!

At this moment, Tang Sanzong suddenly said:

"The poor monk once said, bury the sky, bury the earth, bury the devil. Bury all injustices in the world!"

boom!

The bronze coffin was opened, and an evil light instantly enveloped the entire palace, and the thunder and lightning that struck it were swallowed up instantly!

(End of this chapter)