The Jizo was still suppressed by Huanglong's sword formation, and the golden lotus behind him emitted a faint golden light, trying to rush the sword formation away, but was suppressed and could not move.

Huang Long retracted his gaze from Jinlian who was hiding behind the ground. After taking a quick glance, he said, "Are you two here to fight to the death today?"

Hearing this, the two Zhunti and the lead were immediately taken aback, obviously not knowing why Huang Long had this question.

"If you didn't come to fight to the death, leave there as soon as possible, and today I will clear the door for your Western religion."

"Huanglong! You must not be despised because you have achieved the status of a saint. Ksitigarbha is my Western teacher. Is it you so shameful!?"

The Taoist, who had not spoken, looked at Huang Long coldly and said.

This golden lotus is the magic weapon that the Ksitigarbha enlightened. It was that they both were shocked to see the heavens. Although they were perfected by both of them, in the final analysis it was the foundation of Ksitigarbha.

This thing can help his Western religion gain a foothold in the netherworld. How can the two of them easily give up on such a major event?

Staring coldly at Huanglong, the spiritual power in the Taoist body surged towards the Huanglong.

"Today you wait to withdraw, with the fifth descent as the boundary, I will never infringe!"

Hearing this, Huang Long sneered and said, "If my head is broken, it will not be possible. The Fifth Netherworld is the boundary? Is it because your Western religion is floating, or my Zhenhai Dragon Palace is not working?"

"Why don't you say that the entire underworld is taught by you from the West?"

"I will wait for the Dragon Emperor's decree to conquer the ministers who are not ministers in the underworld. This will never change." Huanglong's eyes flickered and looked at the leading Taoist: "Only one voice is allowed in the underworld."

The body shook suddenly, and the Taoist leader wanted to say something, but he saw Huang Long's arms stretch out, oppressively hiding the sword formation in front of him, and its power suddenly soared.

"As for the golden lotus you want to rely on, this seat will be destroyed by yourself!"

"This thing shouldn't have appeared in this world from the beginning, because he is so dirty!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Taoist who received the guide and the quasi-speaker suddenly trembled, and Ksitigarbha's expression changed drastically.

The sound of the sword sounded, and the divine sword released by Huanglong suddenly rose in power, and the sword power slammed forward, trying to break the formation with one move.

The formation in front of the Jizo began to shine, and the runes on the formation began to circulate continuously.

Sparks burst out from where the sword blade and the formation method touched.

The sudden pressure made Jizo couldn't help taking a step back, and even the golden lotus behind him began to spin quickly.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, the face of the leading Taoist changed drastically, and with a flick of his finger, he saw Jiang Mochu flying out from his side and smashing towards the sword formation.

With a sound of "dang", Guan Yu was holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand and instantly blocked Huanglong's side, almost knocking the Devil Pestle into the air.

With a cold expression on his face, he received a cold voice from the leading Taoist and said, "Guan Yu, think of you as the **** of the three religions, retreat quickly!"

"To fight is to fight, where did these reasons come from?"

Guan Yu sneered, and then said: "Besides, waiting for Western religions to tolerate any other voices in the mortal world, the land of the Central Plains is starving everywhere. Waiting for the Western religions to do not think about the sufferings of the people and expand the temples aggressively. The unforgivable crime is unforgivable by Wu Jun wantonly killing the people of the former dynasty.

"The Confucian School and the Three Religions are even more struggling. Now you are also the cause of the ghostly image. Since this **** is the protector of the Three Religions, you naturally won't allow you to wait any longer."

Hearing Guan Yu's words like this, both the prospective Taoist and the leading Taoist had a hard time looking.

He opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but he heard the ridicule of Fuhai.

"Are you two saying that there are ants under the saint?"

The Taoist quasi-speaker shut up instantly, but he didn't stop Fuhai from speaking.

"Just think about this in your own heart. If you dare to say it, this general will let your disciples who are preaching in Nanzhan Buzhou be completely dead."

I saw a cold light flashing in that Fuhai’s eyes, and he said coldly: "My Dragon Temple is enshrined by folk incense. The ants in your mouth, but the foundation of my Dragon Palace, Three Sects, and Confucianism, you are going to break I'm waiting for Taoism~"

The faces of the quasi-speaking Taoist and the leading Taoist were gloomy to the extreme, but Huang Long still did not forget to make up the knife.

"Fu Hai, you still shouldn't say such words of punishment in front of two people in the future. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it. You want to kill me."

"That also needs to have the ability." Fu Hai said with a sneer.

"Too much bullying!"

The leading Taoist roared, and with a wave of his arm, a large swath of golden light was wrapped in Jiang Mozhu and smashed towards the sea.

"Roar!"

An illusory dragon shadow suddenly gushed out from behind the sea, and the powerful attacking force swept away, unexpectedly stopping the saint's wrath in an instant.

Feeling the washing of that terrifying power of attack, the generals on the battlefield such as Wei Qing were shocked.

While being surprised in their hearts, the generals found a tremor from their sabers on their waists.

Somewhat surprised, he lowered his head and glanced, only to see that the saber around his waist flew out in an instant, and there was a burst of air breaking sound behind him.

The generals looked back, and saw that in the army formation behind them, the Zhan Ge long swords in the hands of nearly a million troops dropped out, rushing towards the sea behind them.

The densely packed weapons gathered together, covering the sky and the sun, and even Huanglong was taken aback.

The attacking power of this sea-covering sea actually still has diligence, and I thought it had reached the limit before, after all, no one in the world could compare it.

The pressure of a mountain came, and Fu Hai's mouth sneered, and with a wave of his arm, the overwhelming force of attack pressed against the Jiang Mo pestle.

The original golden light dissipated in an instant, and then I saw the power on the magic pestle faltered, and the light disappeared.

The Taoist receiving guide had already changed his complexion. With a move of his wrist, he planned to recall the Demon Peel, but found that he had been locked in place and could not move.

Daoist Zhunti was entangled by Guan Yu at this time, and there was no way to help him, so he could only watch the Jiang Mochu that led Daoist be crushed a little bit.

Staring fiercely at the covering sea, the heart of the leading Taoist is slightly cold, I really don't understand why the covering sea of ​​the quasi-sage is so powerful.

What do the people in this dragon palace eat for cultivation?

For the first time, Taoist Suyin had doubts about his cultivation path, because at this time, he seemed more like a quasi-sage.

Covering the sea controlled the power of attack to grind and peel the innate energy on the surface of the magic weapon little by little until a crack appeared on the surface of the magic weapon, and the Taoist enlisted suddenly burst out of the power of the saint.

Instantly broke free from the suppression of the covering sea, and took the Demon Peel back into his hand.

Just looking at the irreversible crack, the heart of Taoist Taoist was dripping blood.

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