Xiao Ye's cultivation was all in this punch, and he was about to hit the Buddha's hand, but the space around the Buddha's hand was inexplicably changing, constantly squeezing and twisting, and the force of the fist was like a balloon that exhaled its breath, dissipating from all directions.

The crowd was ashamed. Unexpectedly, with such a mighty punch, there was not even a single hair of Hong'er. The True Yuan Buddha's hand was still hanging high above Xiao Ye's head, grabbing it firmly and forcefully!

"Master!"

Princess Taiping anxiously asked for help from Lingbao.

True Man Lingbao was also extremely dissatisfied with the Buddhist blatant persecution of Xiao Ye. Just as he was about to take action, a faint gaze shot up.

When I turned around, I saw that it was the old Taoist Qingyi of Shangqing Palace!

Obviously, this is the warning of the old Taoist Qingyi, and he is not allowed to interfere!

Even if the true person of Lingbao has practiced for more than a thousand years, he still has anger on his head!

Too much!

Too much!

It was already useless measures to get Li Longji to take office.

Over the past three years, as the seal gradually collapsed, Li Longji absorbed the seal fragments and his cultivation level steadily increased. Two months ago, he had already broken through the Nascent Soul.

And unlike the orthodox monk, Li Longji had no chance of disaster, and his cultivation level was a natural result.

On the contrary, the queen was still an ordinary body, and more and more court officials turned to Li Longji. The queen's situation was extremely bad, and the Shangqing Palace's support for Li Longji became increasingly stronger.

Seeing that the situation was getting better and the Human Emperor was almost certain to take the throne, the Shangqing Palace naturally did not want Xiao Ye to come back to disrupt the situation.

“Oh ~~”

The true man Lingbao sighed secretly and gave up the idea of ​​taking action. The overall situation of fighting the Taoist sect without breaking it must be maintained. Lou Guan Dao can bet on Xiao Ye, but he cannot have a feud with Shangqing Palace for Xiao Ye.

Su Xiaoxiao noticed the changes of Lingbao Zhenren, and then felt a little nervous, and was about to block Xiao Ye's move, but the Buddha's name sounded loud.

"Amitabha~~"

The spiritual sense of the sun was firmly locked in her!

Hong Nan is not a three-tribulation Yang God like Hong Er. He is a serious six-tribulation Yang God, the lord of Leiyang Temple, and his cultivation is at the top of the Jiuzhou.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt her whole body tightening, as if she forced herself to take action, there would be a disaster, so she had to sigh dejectedly.

“Ha~~”

Hong Er smiled coldly, and the golden Buddha's hand pressed down violently!

Just now, he deliberately slowed down his pace, just to see if anyone would stand up for Xiao Ye to avoid being disturbed when casting spells and being in a dilemma.

The great disaster is coming, and he is also considering the overall situation and is unwilling to have meaningless conflicts with other Yang gods.

Of course, his overall view does not include Xiao Ye, a small shrimp like Xiao Ye, who is below the Yang God. Although he may not be killed by catching Xiao Ye, he will definitely destroy Daoji.

Because of his talent, Buddhism's situation became increasingly marginalized, and all the culprits such as Xiao Ye were punished.

The four saints of Shimen all looked at Jemoroshi.

"Amitabha~~"

Jemoroshi yelled the Buddha's name and sent a message: "If Lord Xiao is captured, I will ask him to come from Lei Temple, listen to the sutras and recite the Dharma from my Nalanda Temple, temper my mind and nature, and release it again after the disaster."

The four saints of the same sect looked at each other, and they could only do this. They could not only protect Xiao Ye and use Buddhism to destroy his anger, but also avoid causing disagreement among the three major Buddhist temples.

In any case, the three temples are a whole. Leiyin Temple insists on killing and killing, and is not convinced. Prajna Temple follows Leiyin Temple to preach the Dharma. Nalanda Temple studies the meaning of the sutras, which is the foundation of Leiyin Temple and Prajna Temple.

Although the three temples each have their own responsibilities, they all prosper and all suffer.

"Honge, is Yang Shen amazing? You are too arrogant!"

However, a crazy look flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes, and he secretly held a fairy stone in the palm of his sleeve.

"Ha, Lord Xiao, I hope your bones are as hard as your mouth!"

Hong Er smiled and shouted: "Town!"

boom!

The Buddha's hand suddenly turned into a thousand feet of mountains, just like in Journey to the West, the Buddha's great hand vowed to kill Xiao Ye.

"Brother!"

"Husband!"

Qiaoniang and Zhang Yu shed tears.

However, they still have some sanity and know that with their own cultivation, they will not only not be able to help Xiao Ye, but if they force themselves to join, it will become a burden and share Xiao Ye's heart.

They all fixed their bodies, but gathered their true energy and were ready to take action at any time.

"It's okay!"

Xiao Ye's eyes turned cold and he shouted: "Immortal Art!"

A momentum that does not belong to this world exploded.

"Sunrise in the East!"

Xiao Ye formed a strange seal with both hands, then pointed his right hand and made a series of seal techniques.

Suddenly, a huge and terrifying aura suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a red sun rose slowly on the horizon in the east!

That's right, this is the immortal art that Xiao Ye realized at the critical moment of life and death in his first life. Back then, he practiced four immortal arts and traversed the world of cultivation. Xiao Ye completely traced his first life experience and naturally remembered the casting steps.

But his cultivation level is still a little lower. At least the yang god can only barely control the envoy, so he needs to use the immortal stone to provide energy.

The red sun suddenly became higher and two suns rose in the sky at the same time. The energy of the immortal stone continued to pour into Xiao Ye's body and ravaged the meridians. Using this super-level spell like a child dancing a sledgehammer, you have to endure extreme pain every step.

Xiao Ye's face was gradually distorted, his whole body was biting like thousands of insects, but his eyes became brighter and more unyielding!

Hong Er realized that he could not let Xiao Ye use his skills in full, so he immediately pinched his hand, but it seemed as if he had violated the power of heaven. In the red sun, a violent aura arose, and with all his strength, he dispersed the Buddha's hand.

Honger suddenly changed his color!

"Immortal Art?"

"It's actually a magic trick?"

"How could he know the magic of immortality?"

The old Taoist Qingyi of Shangqing Palace was no longer calm and stood up!

Immortal arts should not exist in the human world, but are a kind of despicable act. If you use fairy arts, you will be afraid of the way of heaven.

There are also records of immortal arts in the secret script of Shangqing Palace. The old Taoist thought of a move himself, but never used it. With the peak cultivation level of others, using immortal arts will also consume all their magic power, which is the ultimate means to die together.

He himself is like this, how could Xiao Ye use his Nascent Soul cultivation to control immortal arts?

He once suspected that Xiao Ye was bluffing, but the surging immortal power could not be faked.

"Have you met the ancestor!"

The pig-killer, the chef and the middle-aged scholar suddenly felt a stern in their hearts. The Poison Dragon Ancestor suddenly appeared and bowed to salute.

The Poison Dragon Ancestor was wearing a mysterious suit, with his hands on his back, and his deep eyes looked at the red sun.

The middle-aged scribe asked carefully: "Old ancestor, why can Xiao Ye use immortal arts?"

The ancestor of the Poison Dragon said quietly: "Humans must go through the sea of ​​suffering and go back to their previous lives. Perhaps Xiao Ye's previous lives are some amazing powerful figure. After experiencing a lifetime, they will naturally learn the magic of the previous life."

The pig-killer enviously said: "It's better for humans to have a good reputation. If there are so many Nascent Souls, if there are powerful people in it, wouldn't it be that they will have more powerful people's perceptions after crossing the sea of ​​suffering? How many detours will be taken!"

“Not that simple!”

The ancestor of Poison Dragon waved his hand and said, "Most people will forget the three breaths. Only by transforming the true mind into the false realm and overtaking the heavenly heart can we remember the previous life. I believe this kid has transformed the true mind into the false realm. Since ancient times, only Huangdi has transformed the true mind into the false realm!"

The middle-aged scholar's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked forward!

Everyone's eyes were full of shock. Facing the immortal arts, there was a trembling from the soul, and Honge was no exception.

From the moment the red sun rose, he felt a fatal crisis. Faced with the dimensional reduction attack, it was useless to escape. He immediately gathered all his magic power and even took out his natal magic weapon and a jasper lotus, destroying his true energy madly. The lotus bloomed into a lotus platform and wrapped him in.

"Honge, do you think it's useful to hold a turtle shell?"

Xiao Ye smiled coldly and destroyed the last strand of immortal essence!

With a light sound of "Bang!", the fairy petrified into powder, and he also spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The red sun suddenly surged and burst out!

Rumble!

Ten thousand rays of light shot towards Honger!
Chapter completed!