Dragon King Posuji let out a low roar, and an invisible shock rushed away. The monk's robes on the third burial monk's body were shattered, turning into pieces of fine cloth butterflies that spread around. The third burial monk's body was exposed, and it could be seen from his neck.

Below, all the way to the lower abdomen, a huge, twisted head that looks like a dragon but not a dragon protrudes more than an inch high.

The dragon king's head raised to the sky and roared angrily. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a large amount of sticky dark green light patterns. When the wisps of light patterns touched the essence and blood of the three-burial monk, they immediately turned into highly toxic venom, crazily corroding his body.

The amount of venom spewed out by this great dragon king was so huge that the venom surged through the body of the San Burial Monk like a tide, and even overflowed from his pores.

The dark green venom splashed, corroding the body and vitality. Wherever it passed, all tangible and intangible objects seemed to have suffered a 'doomsday disaster' and were corroded away.

The venom flowed from the body surface of the three-buried monk, slid down, and landed on the small star below.

With the sound of "Pfft", a drop of venom the size of a soybean actually corroded a large hole with a diameter of a hundred miles in the ground below. Sand and gravel, soil, mountain peaks, trees, and even birds and animals, etc., all turned into a wisp of smoke.

, disappeared without a trace.

Below this, as mentioned earlier, is a battlefield. The two warring countries have invested millions of troops in a frantic battle.

When the venom was dripping, Lu Qian waved his hand, and a wisp of space fluctuations swept towards the venom, trying to move it towards the direction of heaven - ahem, yes, Lu Qian was going to use this seemingly extremely vicious venom directly.

Throw it on the forehead of Emperor Taichu!

But the venom is so terrifying, the space fluctuates, and a small hole is corroded into the space.

The venom corroded the void and fell on the earth.

The million-strong army was wiped out in ashes... Lu Qian's eyes widened, and he looked at the Dragon King Posuji with a huge head emerging from the body of the three-burial monk in great shock!

This guy...

This guy...

This guy...

However, it is not surprising that this guy was grabbed by the gods and demons and used as a rope to stir up the sea of ​​milk to extract the "nectar" of immortality. The sea of ​​milk was stirred until it was finally spewed out with poison that could destroy the world.

And the destruction of the world is naturally the ultimate power that annihilates even space and time!

Therefore, it is understandable that the power of space is restrained by the poison of Dragon King Posuji... In the Supreme Taichu Heaven, such terrible poison is impossible to appear. The 'poison' avenue of the Supreme Taichu Heaven has

His limit. But the poison of Vasuki Dragon King does not belong to the Supreme Taichu Heaven, but is an alien substance from heaven.

Therefore, this kind of poison can exist and is reasonable. Lu Qian mobilized the power of space in the Supreme Taichu Heaven to effectively isolate this kind of poison... Yes... Also...

Lu Qian couldn’t accept it!

When the Third Burial Monk faced the poison spewed out by Dragon King Posuji, his skin and flesh melted rapidly. In the sound of "chichi", the dark green Dao lines were frantically eroding his flesh, organs, bone marrow, and soul.

…

Fortunately, there is Bai Zun.

Bai Zun's power is a 'non-heaven' power. It is an evil power that transcends all constraints of heaven and does not belong to any realm of heaven and earth. Wisps of blood-colored smoke blend into the body of the three-burial monk, and dark green Tao lines appear one after another.

It dimmed and disappeared bit by bit, and the highly toxic venom that followed also disappeared, and the flesh and blood of the three-buried monk grew again.

There was a loud 'bang' sound.

A nine-layered treasure tower of relics emerges above the head of the third-buried monk. A twelve-pin red lotus pedestal spurts out from beneath his feet. Behind him, a diamond wheel with eighteen layers of shining light rises. The eighteen-layered wheel is nested inside and outside, either slowly or urgently.

It was spinning, and circles of transparent Buddhist Taoist rhymes continued to spread to the surroundings, and an extremely heavy pressure to surrender the external demons emerged spontaneously.

Dragon King Vasuji let out a low roar.

"Where did this ghost bitch come from? How could Landa Holy Land teach such a disciple?" Circles of transparent Buddhist rhymes washed over the body of the three-buried monk. The Dragon King Posuji could not gain a foothold in the three-buried monk's body.

, he roared, turned into a ferocious giant snake, struggled out of the body of the three-burial monk little by little, and finally rolled up, turned into a big blue snake, and landed on the neck of Master Adu on the top of the Liuli Mountain.

After wrapping it around his neck several times, he raised his head unwillingly and stared at the Third Burial Monk fiercely.

The Third Burial monk spit out a mouthful of poisonous blood, put his hands together and saluted Master Lang Yue: "Master Lang Yue, I haven't seen you for many years...Pu Jiezi, there is no such person in the world. Now, there is only the Third Burial."

Master Lang Yue wanted to say something, but the Third Burial Monk had already spoken: "In the past, when we talked about Taoism, the young monk was right... you are all evil heretics, and each one tolerates evil intentions. Landa Holy Land must not tolerate you.

However, at that time, the little monk spoke softly, and the masters of the various schools thought that you were the Zhengshuo of Landa Holy Land and had great merits in heaven and earth, so they allowed you to do whatever you wanted."

The Third Burial Monk sighed quietly: "If I had followed the young monk's words back then, all the countless resources and faith that would have been spent on you would have been invested in the young monk's many fellow apprentices and brothers... Perhaps, Landa Holy Land would still be as ancient as ever.

If it lasts forever, the disasters of the past will no longer exist?"

Master Langyue put his hands together.

Master Adu, Brahmins, Asuras, etc., all sneered like "hehe".

Lu Qian's eyes widened at the side. He quickly laid out tens of thousands of complex defense traps that combined space and speed around him. Then he sat cross-legged in the void and looked at this side quietly.

There seems to be a lot of emphasis on this?

Tsk, what kind of 'disciple number one' is Monk San Burial? There are so many firsts, firsts, firsts... There is no doubt that this is a genius? Tsk, but he seems to be the same as the one represented by Master Lang Yue.

The Tantric Sect of Mailanda Holy Land is not a journey of people!

Hey, hey, his biological father, Lu Min, obviously knew the twists and turns involved, why didn't he explain it clearly to Lu Qian?

Who do the three buried monks represent?

Master Langyue, who does he represent?

Also, who do they represent, that group of people from the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshan, headed by Qing Sha, Lu Sanqi, and Ming Jiudan?

Well, there is also Lu Min. Which lineage of Landa Holy Land does he represent?

Lu Qian could see that now the Landa Holy Land was once again impressive. During that battle, there were many 'remnants' in the Landa Holy Land who were slowly 'resurrecting', and these resurrected ashes, the strength they showed,

It’s really shocking!

Lu Qian even felt that with the strength of Emperor Taichu, Emperor Taiyu, and Emperor Taiyi, if Landa Holy Land could work together back then... Not to mention other things, just the weird sacrificial ceremony held by Master Adu today, if they had

If we could attack with all our strength... would there still be today's heaven?

Can there still be the supreme Taichu Heaven that we have now?

There are so many twists and turns here that Lu Qian felt a little itchy, tsk tsk!

Master Langyue smiled.

She pointed with her right hand, and a ray of golden light lingered, and wisps of ceiling flowers bloomed. There was the sound of Sanskrit singing in the sky, golden lotuses swelled on the ground, and phantoms of golden dragons and jade phoenixes appeared in the void, surrounding Master Langyue and the glass where Master Adu was.

The peaks are circling and flying. It is a sacred scene, as if the legendary Tathagata has descended and is preaching on the top of Mount Sumeru.

"You have resentment." Master Lang Yue smiled and said, "But where does this resentment come from? You must know that you, Pu Jiezi, are just a mortal, struggling to survive in the wilderness. In the sky of wild beasts, you were killed by my brother preaching in the Holy Land of Wlanda.

Save, teach the Dharma, enlighten the Tao in one day, and achieve the status of Bodhisattva. Three days later, you will realize the Tathagata, achieve great liberation, and achieve the fruit of Buddhahood!"

"You have resentment."

"But this shouldn't be the case... You are indeed the first generation of beings who created the world in the supreme beginning, and you are certainly infected with the innate virtues that created the world, but the world is not complete, and you, an innate being, are just a mortal."

"It was our Landa Holy Land that taught you the Dharma and made you transcendent and become a saint!"

Master Lang Yue looked at the Third Burial Monk with a smile: "Why do you have such resentment? Why did you and your group of brothers come to power in the Landa Holy Land? After gaining power, they repeatedly started disputes over Buddhism and fought against fellow disciples.

Fighting? In fact, there are many masters who died because of you waiting?"

The three-burial monk raised his eyelids and seemed surprised that Master Langyue could know such things as 'the death of the guru'.

Lu Qian, who was watching the excitement, knew that it was not easy for a disciple to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors. To succeed, he needed to be extremely cautious, and the most important thing was to strictly keep secrets.

Especially in the Landa Holy Land, one can imagine what the status of the masters in the Landa Holy Land are? They are to teach the Buddhist Dharma to disciples like the Three Burial Monks, allowing them to transform from mortals into saints and attain Buddhahood.

’s great power!

The Three Burial Monks and others are able to make such a guru 'exterminate'... whether by force or conspiracy, this is not something that outsiders can easily know.

"You know it, but so what?" Monk Three Burials sighed: "It's a pity that we were too conservative when we started... If we could be bold and aggressive... If we could attack you...

Wait until all the demons are wiped out!"

Master Lang Yue interrupted Monk Three Burials: "In your hearts, we are demons?"

Master Lang Yue said angrily: "Have you completely forgotten even the kindness of teaching and preaching?"

Master Langyue's face turned slightly red, and he was obviously a little angry.

The third burial monk laughed loudly, and he laughed harshly: "What a blessing to preach and gain karma...Lang Yue, do you dare to say that you don't know the origin of our so-called innate beings? Landa

The Holy Land is in the Supreme Taichu Heaven. The first batch of disciples it recruited was exactly 480 million people, and they achieved 480 million Buddhas. Why is this number exactly?"

Wisps of cold air spurted out from the pores all over Lu Qian's body, and his hairs stood straight up.

He looked at the Third Burial Monk in shock, and subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of heaven...

The Emperor Taichu didn't know what he was doing. In that direction, 480 million ancient stars were still emitting faint light. In the huge Supreme Taichu Heaven, anyone who has cultivated above the Star King, no matter day or night, no matter where he is.

Wherever you look, you can always see these 480 million ancient stars!

"We! The first batch of disciples of the Landa Holy Land, 480 million people, the so-called first batch of innate beings in the creation of the world... If you, the thieves and demons of the Landa Holy Land do not come from outside, do not split them apart by force

The germ of heaven and earth, do not forcibly use your Buddhist way to infect the roots of my heaven and earth, and forcibly change the avenue of heaven and earth in my hometown!"

The Third Burial Monk roared sternly: "We, 480 million people, should be the 480 million innate star gods... sitting in the void, maintaining the heaven and earth, controlling the movement of the heaven and earth, and maintaining the order of the universe!"

"Just because you, Landa Holy Land, came from outside the sky, the demon monk Maitreya forcibly broke open the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth collapsed, the sun and the moon were unbalanced, the universe was reversed, and the paradox of the great road... We and other 480 million fellow disciples and brothers, 480 million

The Zhoutian Star God, who is destined to be destined by millions of people, has his own soul and the body of the star that he has conceived been forcibly cut open!"
To be continued...