Dominator of Myriad Realms

Hearing the three words of "western religion", Han Chen instinctively appeared in his mind the shadow of zhunti and Jieyin.

When he was on earth, Han Chen was more fascinated by the list of gods. In addition to watching TV dramas, he even saw the original works.

Now flying up to now, he suddenly thought, in the fairyland, Jieyin, zhunti and even Sanqing, whether these saints really exist?

It is a fact that ZuLong, one of the three great chaotic beasts in ancient times, was with him.

Rao is so, Han Chen did not ask, because the Oriental Buddha has come close.

"Amitabha, look, the two benefactors are predestined with me in the West. If you join our western religion, you will be free from three disasters and seven difficulties. You will not stick to cause and effect, and you will not enter into samsara... "

With his hands folded together, the Oriental Buddha is kind, but his eyes are so obscene that Han Chen feels disgusted when he sees him for the first time.

"Oriental Buddha, I will go to your uncle. Who is not good at moderation? You even want to convert Laozi into your western teaching. I think you are dreaming

Swearing and swearing, the black slave changed the submissive attitude in front of long Wutian, and showed his strong side, which made Han Chen stunned.

"Nigger, why are you so aggressive? I want you to be happy and free from disappointment, but you are stubborn. It's disappointing."

He is not irritated. The Oriental Buddha is not surprised by the changes. He seems to have been used to this kind of despised words for a long time.

"I still have something to do today. I don't have time to chat with you here. You'd better not get in the way, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

After all, this time, he went to the heaven to turn over the immortal stone. If something went wrong, he could not bear the consequences.

"Black slave Taoist friend, if you plan to leave like this, you don't take me seriously?"

As they were about to leave, the smile on the face of the Oriental Buddha froze. Instead, it was the strong killing intent that sent out from his body, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

"So if we don't have a good fight today, you won't give up."

"If you don't do it, I naturally want to. But if you force me to do it, I can't blame me!"

Speaking late and then fast, the Oriental Buddha exuded a strong light of Buddha. He leaped forward and killed the slaves like lightning.

Seeing that a great war was inevitable, the slaves were not timid, and they met them fearlessly.

When the black slave and the Oriental one Buddha were entangled together, Han Chen stood by and watched with great interest. For him, this kind of scene was very precious. After all, he had never seen a strong man of this level fighting in the fairyland for so many years.

"Han Chen, you can take advantage of this opportunity to leave while the slaves and the Oriental Buddha are fighting! The slaves must not have the energy to pay attention to you now Rare opportunity, sword Sheng Lang voice.

"Run away? Why should I run? If I really want to leave, it is impossible for longfu to leave me. "

Don't think so. Han Chen doesn't mean to leave at all. He enjoys the fight in front of him.

The black slave is the Xuanxian jiuchongtian, and the Oriental Buddha is the Jinxian yichongtian. Judging from the cultivation alone, the Oriental one Buddha is obviously more powerful than the black slave.

As a result, the powerful black slaves were completely oppressed in the face of the powerful Oriental Buddha. Even if they had a cavity of blood, they could not display them.

"I didn't expect you to break through!"

Looking at the Oriental Buddha bitterly, the black slaves seem to be a little afraid.

He clearly remembers that the last time he met Dongfang Yifo, he was the cultivation of Xuanxian jiuchongtian, which was comparable to himself.

However, the nigger did not expect that, after a few years of blinking his eyes, he broke through and reached the golden fairyland, but he was still standing still, which made him very unwilling, but helpless.

"Now you realize the gap between us? I'm afraid it's a little late! "

"Oriental Buddha, you'd better not force me. I have something to do today, and I have no spare time to play with you!"

His face was livid, and the black slave felt like he was in a quagmire. He wanted to leave here, but Dongfang Yifo made it clear that he wanted to look ugly and beat him.

"That won't do. How can I give up if I finally find a person who is related to my western religion? If you don't want to go back to the West with me, I'll take you back by force. "

As he spoke, the Oriental Buddha took out a string of beads. The Golden Buddha beads were as bright as the sun, which made the slaves unable to open their eyes.

"This is my new magic weapon, the light of Dalun Buddha. All those who are illuminated by the light of Buddha are weak and weak. Since they lost the power of immortals. Black slave, your cultivation was worse than me. Now, under the light of my Darren Buddha, I want to see what you can do

Faced with the light of the Oriental Buddha, the slaves knew that it was not good and almost subconsciously wanted to escape.

However, before he had time to move, the immortal power in his body seemed to be frozen, and he could not move his feet at all.Not only that, the whole body is soft, even does not have the strength to support the body.

"How could that happen? Why is the light so powerful? "

He was so anxious that he knew what would happen if he was controlled by the Oriental Buddha.

At the critical moment, he pinned all his hope for survival on Han Chen. After all, Han Chen has a magic weapon of space. As long as he hides in the magic weapon of space, he can survive the disaster.

"Han Chen, help me Try your best, growled the nigger.

All along, Han Chen has been looking for opportunities to kill the slaves, but the huge gap in strength makes Han Chen never have a chance.

At present, he could have witnessed the death of the slaves, or had been naturalized as a western religion. However, after hesitation, Han Chen did not do so, instead, he rushed straight to the slaves.

"Just in time! Boy, let you also see my Buddha light! " His eyes are full of light, and the Oriental Buddha is excited. He has absolute confidence in controlling Han Chen.

But the accident happened.

What makes Dongfang Yifo hard to believe is that Han Chen is indifferent to the light of Dalun Buddha. It seems that the light of Dalun Buddha does not threaten him at all.

"Why, how could it be so?"

When the attack fails, Dongfang Yifo is shocked. It seems that Han Chen, a weak man who only looks like a celestial being, is not afraid of the light of Dalun Buddha, which is totally contrary to common sense.

More to the surprise of the Oriental Buddha, Han Chen presented a huge sword of death, and domineering displayed the eight swords.

In a flash, the void was filled with strong sword spirit, all the swords were aimed at the Oriental Buddha, so that he was so surprised that he was scared to the extreme.

The Oriental Buddha never dreamed that Han Chen was so powerful that he was totally unprepared.

After cutting a sword fiercely, Han Chen doesn't care about the life and death of the Oriental Buddha at all. He takes the black slaves who are limp and limp all over, and moves back to the stone of swallowing heaven.

"Bang Bang..."

Outside, Dongfang Yifo reluctantly takes over the sword eight, but he looks like a gray head and grey face. His lapels are messy and his hair is dishevelled. He looks very embarrassed.

Fortunately, he was not hurt, but Han Chen and the black slaves disappeared at this time, which made him feel bored and finally left.

After being taken to the space artifact swallow stone by Han Chen, the slave breathed a long sigh of relief.

In any case, it was an escape from death.

"Hoo hoo, it was really dangerous just now. I didn't expect that the Oriental Buddha would break through and reach the golden fairyland! Han Chen, thanks to you this time. If you didn't take me to the space artifact to hide, even if I didn't die in the hands of the Oriental Buddha today, he would certainly be sent to the western religion. It seems that choosing to bring you out is the right decision! "

"Is it? Not necessarily! "

With a sneer of disapproval, Han Chen looked at the black slave with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Just relieved from the tense atmosphere, and now Han Chen looks at himself in such a way that the slaves can't help but shiver.

The expression on Han Chen's face made him very uneasy. He even had a feeling that Han Chen would attack him.

Even so, the black slave did not make it clear, but when the Oriental Buddha left, he directly asked: "brother Han Chen, Dongfang Yifo has left. Now it's very safe outside. Let me out quickly. I must get to the heaven court within the specified time, otherwise..."

"Why go out in such a hurry? Weren't you interested in my space artifact? Now it's not easy to come in. You might as well have a good time in it. My space artifact has its own boundary. It is vast and boundless. It will definitely open your eyes Anyway, there is time, Han Chen deliberately joked.

"But I have no time to stay here. How about this? When I send those immortal stones to heaven, will you accompany me to turn around in your space artifact

Already realize bad, black slave forehead exudes bean big cold sweat, very not calm.

He knew that this was in Han Chen's space artifact. Here, he was the supreme king. Even if he was the cultivation of Xuanxian jiuchongtian, he could not bring any threat to Han Chen.

"Slave, do you remember me?"

All of a sudden, there was a loud voice.

When he heard this voice, the slave was a little surprised and looked at it.

However, when he noticed that the man was the swordsman who had died before, the slave was shocked and couldn't believe his eyes.

"This, this How could this happen? Isn't he dead? Why are you still alive? "

"Of course he's dead in your opinion, but what you can't imagine is that I saved him!" Blood gas is full of Ran, Han Chen cold way.

"Han Chen, what do you mean? What do you want to do? "

"What? Don't you know what I want to do? For more than a hundred years, I've always wanted to kill you, but today, you've made me endure to this day! "When Han Chen, who was still calm, said this sentence, his expression on his face obviously became ferocious. He was about to split his heart and was murderous.

"Han Chen, I advise you better not to mess around. If I have any problems, the Dragon leader will never let you go!"

Realizing that his life was threatened, the black slaves moved out of the Dragon Wutian, trying to oppress Han Chen with dragon Wutian.

"Dragon leader? Nigger, this is the time. Do you think I'm afraid of the dragon? He killed my brother with his own hands. I have endured you for a long time! One day, I will kill him with my own hands

"Your brother? You said our dragon leader killed your brother himself? When did this happen? " Surprised, said the nigger in disbelief.

"Killing people is common to you, of course you don't remember. But you snatched the artifact tyrant gun by the pulp washing pool. I think you should remember that? The one you killed at that time was my big brother

With blood splashing everywhere, Han Chen grabbed the black slave's collar with one hand and directly lifted him up.

From the expression on his face at the moment, it is not difficult to see that he may hurt the killer at any time.