A total of twelve purple-clothed disciples surrounded by them, Fu Nanda slowly walked out of the mountain gate of Jile Temple. He said in a man's voice: "I respectfully send the Empress, Princess Prince, and Princess Prince back to the palace." Then he put his hands on his hands and bowed to Queen Dugu and the other three. Queen Dugu nodded slightly, took the hand of his grandson Yang Qing, and bent down into the warm bridge. Xiao reached out to tidy up the clothes for the eldest son who was seeing him off, and he gently reminded: "Zhaoer, you are shocked without being summoned. It is really hard to go back to the palace with your mother, and you won't be able to return to your palace. Since that's the case, it's okay to stay in Jile Temple for two or three days. However, it's cold recently, and it's rare for people in this temple to serve you carefully, so you must be careful, don't freeze."

Yang Zhao smiled slightly and said, "Mom, the child is not young anymore and can take care of himself. You don't have to worry. By the way, don't talk about my return to Mingyue for the time being, the child wants to give her a surprise."

"I know. Oh~ You young people just love to play with this set." Xiao's eyebrows were full of loving expressions. He reached out and touched the top of his eldest son's head, and said, "Mingyue, a girl, has a bad background, is well-educated, polite, and understanding. She likes her very much. For the past few months, she has been staying in the palace to handle housework for you, and everything is in order. Don't let such a good girl down."

"I understand. Don't worry." Yang Zhao agreed, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "There is still the matter of father, you don't have to worry anymore. I have found a master of Xuanmen to help and think of a way to make father awake safely and without any future troubles in the future."

"Master of Xuanmen? Can you have better abilities than your aunt Lansi?" Xiao seemed to be unbelievable, but he still forced a smile and said, "If you really can do this, it will be the Buddha's blessing, Amitabha." She sighed again and turned around and entered the warm bridge. The sixteen bridge servants carried the two warm bridges on their shoulders in a uniform manner. The whip opened the way, and the large group of people followed and walked out of the long street.

The shadow of the team left the sight, and Yang Zhao's expression naturally subsided. He turned slowly, his sharp eyes as sharp as cold light, and immediately met Fu Nanda on the steps. Fu Nanda snorted softly, with his eyes containing extremely powerful spiritual power, and shot him as if he was about to pull the King of Henan into the deepest abyss. Both sides' auras were like arrows on the strings, and there was no need for any extra words. He had already started a secret battle of spiritual thoughts at the touch.

In the realm of consciousness, a 36-armed and ferocious Buddha with a powerful and ferocious appearance and full of evil spirits suddenly appeared. It was Fu Nandao's real body. The powerful murderous aura caused the surrounding space to be violently distorted and deformed, as if time was forcibly stopped by it. The pressure of overtaking the mountains fell wildly, and he wanted to completely smash the spirit and will of the King of Henan to become an idiot without his own will.

The "Yuanshi Chapter" of the Wordless True Sutra suddenly exploded, and the huge golden dragon jumped into the air and pounced on the evil Buddha. His eyes were red and blue, and they were the shapes of the sun and the moon. They were Yang Zhao's original "Zhenwu" real body. There was no fiction, and in the direct and fierce collision, the momentum of both sides led to a sharp and unparalleled explosion on the spot. The aftermath formed a rippling ripples, which spread in all directions, causing the entire sea of ​​consciousness to tremble unbearable, as if they could collapse at any time.

Yang Zhao practiced the sun and the moon together to achieve the "Yuanshi Chapter". He also collected the mysterious arc of the Book of Changes, the Seventh Heaven of Dark Ice and Fire, the Yanwu Theory, the Authentic Six Divine Arts and other amazing skills. There is also the God of Heavenly Soldiers in his hand. Compared with the ups and downs of Nanda, he won more than two points. However, in the real realm of consciousness, the spirit and momentum between the two sides were almost indifferent from the real competition, but there were always many invisible or intangible, but it was also real restrictions. Yang Zhao's advantages were invisible, while Fu Nanda's shortcomings were compensated to some extent. Obviously, for Yang Zhao, this form of competition was relatively disadvantaged.

However, this is exactly what the King of Henan hoped. In terms of spiritual cultivation, Funanda devoted himself to practicing hard for decades through Yujia secret technique, and used the method of "Brahma I am the same as one", to train his spirit to the same state as Brahma. The strength can be imagined. If Yang Zhao could defeat Funanda in a spiritual battle with his own shortcomings and strengths, then a flaw and defect that would never be compensated will appear on the mind of this crazy monk in the Indian country. "Brahma I am the same as one" without any attack, Funanda will become a waste that can no longer pose a threat to anyone.

Fu Nandao has already gained the trust of Queen Dugu, so it is definitely not a good idea to directly eliminate him from above. So, to settle for the second best, we must also eliminate this tumor, which has not yet truly grown up, but its consequences are clearly manifested, and to completely eliminate it on another level.

"Zhenwu" and the evil Buddha were struck by one head-on, and both sides retreated quickly. The evil Buddha's form then disintegrated on its own. The fragments of air scattered in the sky turned into colorful flower rain, and the flying music god danced in the sky, and the melodious music filled the entire space. Fu Nandao's palms mingled with his hands, and appeared slowly in this sacred and solemn and strange beauty, with the aura of dominating the world and looking down on all living beings.

The dark and thin face showed a hint of unpredictable smile. Fu Nandao said leisurely: "The King of Henan is indeed very capable, and he is worthy of being a senior brother's competing disciple. However, it is very unwise to choose to compete with me in this form here. Alas~ After all, I am still a young man, who is brave and cruel, treats heroes in the world as nothing, and in the end, he will always suffer. Well, as an elder, I will only punish the great precepts slightly. Don't worry, although I will suffer a little, it will not let you die easily."

Yang Zhao also dissipated the form of "Zhenwu", and his body was surrounded by the sun and moon. The sun and the moon coexisted, shining this gray space of thoughts. He smiled at the sky and said, "At this moment, you are still showing off your lips and tongues. It is really ridiculous. Fu Nandao, the leader of this sect is seriously injured. He asked you to go down the mountain to shock the small people. You took the opportunity to take power, for unfaithfulness. He cheated and bewitched my grandmother in a random way. He wanted to accept my brother as his disciple and use him to achieve your personal ambitions. It is even more unfaithful. He tried to ask them to die for you. Such unfaithful and unkind and unfaithful people, you are still embarrassed to pretend to be like a monk with a thick face. He is truly unprecedented, and there is absolutely no one to come."

Fu Nantuo disagreed at all and smiled and said, "I am the same as one in my practice of Brahma and I am familiar with the way of life and death. The spiritual god has long been united with Brahma. In Brahma's view, all loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, faith, brotherhood, friendship, are just illusions in the world, just like a mirror, water and moon, unrealistic. In this way, what is the point, and why should I keep it?"

Yang Zhao's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his fierce murderous intention was penetrated. The realm of consciousness was the purest spiritual space. Any thoughts on both sides would have the most direct impact on this space. In an instant, the ceiling, fairies, and Leyun floating around Fu Nanda were invaded by the sun and moon energy and destroyed most of the momentum. The momentum of both sides was obvious at a glance. The King of Henan said coldly: "In Brahma's view, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness are empty, but power and wealth are not both illusory? Since this is the case, why do you still have to work hard to grasp power and wealth? How can you be tolerated by Brahma? You have said that you are familiar with the way of life and death, and have reached the state of Hungry, but have never spoken yourself. How ridiculous is it?"

Fu Nantuo's face was still motionless, but his pupils suddenly narrowed. It showed that Yang Zhao's words had hit the deepest hidden key in his spirit. This crazy monk in Tianzhu originally made up his mind to disturb the heart of the King of Henan with words, and then calmly deal with him. Who wouldn't know that although Yang Zhao was only half of his age, his spiritual cultivation was so brilliant. In a few words, he not only saw through his only flaw, but also attacked fiercely against this point. Fu Nantuo's wishful thinking was not only unstoppable, but was shaken by the other party.

Under the pull of the energy, the rise and fall of the momentum of both sides could not be hidden from the other party's sense, and would immediately lead to each other's actions. Yang Zhao realized that the Crazy Monk of India had been shaken by being said to be the key point of his eyes, and the sharp waves immediately surged in his eyes. With the sound of the dragon roar, he turned into a long rainbow, and the "Thunder God's Rapid Lightning" crossed the distance between the two sides, his legs were like lightning, slashing towards Fu Nanda's neck and neck. The speed was so fast that no words in the world could describe it.

Funanda stood like a mountain, as if he was not taking this attack into consideration. However, suddenly, his whole body was covered in a huge tornado storm that could crush anything. Such a profound cultivation was indeed terrifying. However, the "Thunder God's Rapid Lightning" body was turned with the wind, and it was not affected by the countless vacuum blades in the strong wind, and it still slashed hard at his neck. When the lightning was shining, Funanda's body leaned sideways like a bamboo, and the lightning slash immediately slashed in the air. When his back was only about a foot away from the ground, Funanda suddenly twisted his body, and his left foot rebounded his body, and his right foot kicked in the lightning lightning in the lower abdomen.
Chapter completed!