Taixu Divine Emperor's blood rushed to his head, and he felt a ball of fire rising in his chest.
Stop shouting!
What do they want from Buddhism?
The one in front of him is a fifth-step existence, and he is holding a fifth-step imperial weapon in his hand!
What do these people have to fight with?
Do you want the head? Or do you want the iron head?
"Shut up!" Taixu Divine Emperor turned around and glared at them fiercely.
He now even suspected that these people were deliberately trying to harm him.
"ah?"
The Blue Eyed Venerable was stunned, then bit his lip and said with some regret: "Your Majesty, now that the Buddhist world has come to help, even if you die, you must make the right decision. Now the Buddhist world is full of..."
"You idiot!" Emperor Taixu's expression finally changed.
He conjured up a spiritual palm, and instantly grabbed the Blue-eyed Reverend with his big hand.
Until this moment.
The Blue Eyed Reverend was still shouting with all his might: "Your Majesty, we are not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice. We only hope to let Tai..."
The face of Emperor Taixu was gloomy and he grabbed him in front of him and slapped him in the face. The bright red fingerprints were left on his face like an indelible brand.
It's strange.
After being slapped.
The Blue Eyed Reverend suddenly became dazed for a moment, and then was a little confused for a moment: "Eh... Your Majesty the Divine Emperor."
"Get out, you idiot who knows you've been tricked!" The Great Void Divine Emperor slapped him away in annoyance.
Then he looked at the two smiling Buddhas with gloomy eyes.
"You two seem to be quite authentic in doing this. Since you are cooperating with me, why do you control my people?"
The two Buddhas did not rush to answer, but smiled and put their hands together.
"Donor Taixu is wrong. We are just following the teachings and have never done anything so evil as manipulation."
"We, the Buddhist sect, have come from afar to help Donor Taixu exterminate the evil spirits. Every Buddhist disciple is ready to fight the evil spirits to the end. Why are you hesitating, Donor Taixu?"
The two Buddhas had just finished speaking.
Behind him, the Buddha was floating in the sky. At this moment, he put his hands together and said in a neat voice as if he was reciting a sutra: "Please, Taixu, help me to destroy the evil spirits."
And then again.
"Please, benefactor Taixu, help me, the Buddha, to destroy the evil spirits!"
Over and over again.
"Please, benefactor Taixu, help me, the Buddha, to destroy the evil spirits!"
The sound of Sanskrit is transmitted, louder and louder.
It was like a curse that had been ringing in their ears again, and almost everyone collapsed.
Those of the Taixu Divine Emperor who were still alive knelt on the ground in agony, covering their ears. Those with weaker cultivation even had blood flowing from their eyes and ears.
"Bastard!" Taixu Divine Emperor roared angrily.
The area around his body expanded, and the huge golden pagoda that originally enveloped him expanded countless times at this moment, protecting his people firmly within it.
It was also at this time.
Those tribes that were on the verge of collapse finally caught their breath.
The Blue Eyed Reverend and the remaining tribesmen all looked ashamed and felt a bit guilty.
Looking at the Divine Emperor in front of them who was protecting them from wind and rain.
They realized that they were lagging behind again.
They became the bargaining chips for these bald donkeys to win over the God Emperor...
Meng Xiaoying and Black and White Impermanence on the other side also took a breath of cold air.
Under Hua Wujue's protection, the Buddhist chants by the bald men were no different from noise and had no effect on them at all.
Even those who had no spiritual practice were not affected at all. They could still look up at the sky, pointing at the Buddhas in the sky and having heated conversations.
Countless dynasties felt tremendous pressure at this moment.
With gods and Buddhas everywhere pressuring them, these ant-like beings could only tremble, trying their best to hide their existence and pray for safety.
This is the sorrow of the weak.
This is the luck of the weak.
Life and death all depends on the thoughts of the strong.
Fortunately, they are lucky at the same time.
Because, the Lord of the Underworld, Emperor Ziwei of Heaven, Hua Wujue, is here.
He can't hurt even a blade of grass, and can't give up even a inch of his body!
"There are so many bald donkeys!" said Meng Xiaoying.
Then she frowned again: "I like them."
Although the aura coming from these bald heads was pure and bright, it made her feel very comfortable.
Although the Black and White Impermanence beside her were both from the underworld and had a cold and gloomy ghost aura, Meng Xiaoying felt very comfortable and warm.
"It's these damn donkeys again!" Hei Wuchang gritted his teeth.
"You're here to take advantage of the situation again, you insidious bug!" Bai Wuchang's eyes were also blazing with hatred.
"Moo!" The old ox also mooed angrily in line with the atmosphere.
Hua Wujue also ended his memories at this time. His face was calm, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, making people see the end at a glance.
He was looking calmly at a point in the sky.
There was no emotional reaction.
Like a god without emotions, indifferent.
Gods and Buddhas everywhere...
hehe…
A handful of yellow...
Facing the persecution from the Buddhist sect, the Great Void God Emperor gritted his teeth and said, "You bald donkeys, don't even think about pulling me out of the water. I am the Great Void Immortal Realm, ..."
The words were not finished.
A sword energy came from between heaven and earth, spanning a million feet and splitting across tens of millions of miles, cutting everything in its path!
One of its gigantic Dharma bodies, which was thousands of feet long, collapsed on the spot and shattered into golden light.
"The Eight Desolate Sword Domain is here, the great catastrophe of the prehistoric times is coming, and the human race is in internal strife for no reason!"