It sounds a little funny and illogical that the king of the country has rebelled.
After all, the entire country belongs to the king. The concept of rebellion is as ridiculous as stabbing yourself with a knife, but Master Fenkong and the two great monks do not feel that they are violating the peace at all.
Just because although the Flame Light Buddha Kingdom is apparently ruled by the royal palace, the real person in charge is the Randen Ancient Temple.
The king of the country is more of a symbolic ruler. To put it harshly, he is a puppet.
Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say. This is actually not difficult to understand.
After all, even the most powerful leader of the kingdom is only in the realm of a saint, and he does not have even half a god general under his command. Naturally, he cannot influence the will of the Lantern Ancient Temple.
But once power is involved, who can truly be rational?
Which person in power likes to be lorded over by others?
Master Fenkong could already feel the unwillingness and dissatisfaction in the heart of the king. The reason why the conflict between the two sides has not erupted yet is because of the extreme unequal power, which forced the royal family to swallow their anger.
"They actually drove the army this way!"
After releasing his spiritual consciousness for a moment, the Yanxing Divine Monk's expression suddenly became very strange, "Is Zhu Yuming going crazy?"
Zhu Yuming is the name of the leader of Yanguang Buddha Kingdom.
"Where did you get the news that I was injured?"
The look of surprise on Master Fenkong's face flashed away, and he guessed casually, "But with the king's strength, even if I die, what can he do to me, Lantern Ancient Temple?"
"Master, Zhu Yuming is a very ambitious person, and his desire for power is far greater than that of the previous leader."
Yanru Divine Monk said respectfully, "Once someone is provoked by someone with intentions, he may become hot-headed, lose his mind, and make irreparable stupid actions."
"Well said."
Master Fenkong nodded and said, "You two can take over as masters. It's enough to give him a slight punishment. There is no need to take his life."
"yes!"
The two great monks, Yan Ruyanxing, put their palms together and saluted.
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"Your Majesty, is it really true that Fen Kong Bald Donkey can't survive?"
On the battlefield two miles away from the Randen Ancient Temple, Buddha Lord Zhu Yuming stood in the air, with fluttering white clothes. He looked at the Buddhist army under his command who were fighting fiercely with the disciples of the ancient temple. A trace of worry flashed across his face unconsciously. A man in black next to him asked in a low voice, "Why can't these ancient temple disciples see any trace of sadness on their faces? Is your news... wrong?"
Just as the Yanru Divine Monk guessed, this generation of kings is a very power-minded person, and even dreams of one day taking back control of the entire country from the Randen Ancient Temple.
Driven by this strong idea and encouraged by the man in black next to him, he still couldn't resist the temptation. After learning that Master Fenkong was seriously injured and two more of the four great monks died, , his head became hot, and he decisively launched a mutiny.
The one who made the instigation was naturally the master of alienation from the "Black Coffin" and the jealous apostle.
As soon as he, the Apostle of Sloth and the Ghost Demon showed up, they showed terrifying strength far beyond that of a saint. They easily impressed the king and all the princes and ministers, and then they showed their affection, reason, and all kinds of flattery. , various promises, and without much effort, they successfully aroused the ambition deep in the heart of the king.
"Just leave those two bald donkeys Yanru and Yanxing to us."
But what really made the king make up his mind was the words thrown out by the jealous apostle.
What he was afraid of was nothing more than Master Fenkong and the four great divine monks. Now that someone has taken away his worries, what are he waiting for?
Send troops!
attack!
Take back everything that is rightfully yours!
He had great ambitions and great pride. At this moment, he seemed to have seen the wonderful scene of himself ruling the Buddhist Kingdom and dominating the world.
But when they actually fought, Zhu Yuming couldn't help but feel a little hairy as he looked at the fierce combat power of the Gucha disciples who were not afraid of death.
"Why, the king can't trust us?"
The jealous apostle's expression remained unchanged and he spoke lightly.
"Don't dare."
Zhu Yuming's heart tightened, and he quickly said with a smile, "It's true that the Lantern Temple has accumulated prestige for many years, and the four great monks are even more notorious. Not being able to witness their end makes people feel uneasy after all."
"Your Majesty, please rest assured. If those two bald donkeys come, we will naturally deal with them."
A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the jealous apostle, and he sneered, "Just looking at the strength of your army, not to mention the four great monks, they seem to be unable to deal with ordinary ancient temple disciples, which is disappointing."
"this……"
Zhu Yuming's expression was stagnant, and he was very embarrassed, "Randeng Ancient Temple is a big cave after all. The exercises and spiritual skills practiced by the disciples are better than us after all, and they are not so easy to deal with."
The jealous apostle sighed angrily, and looked at the lazy apostle beside him.
"A Mandrill."
The Sloth Apostle realized something, looked at Demon Mandrill with a smile, and said, "Please!"
"Don't call me Mandrill."
Ghost Mandrill frowned and complained in great displeasure, "My name is Ghost Mandrill!"
Before he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared among the people who were fighting fiercely. He drew a huge blade from behind with his right hand, and violent black flames burst out from his body and swept in all directions.
An infinite heat wave filled the world in an instant, and even the surrounding temperature rose a lot without realizing it.
Wherever the black flames passed, countless soldiers from both sides were instantly turned into ashes, charred black bones were scattered all over the ground, and shrill screams could be heard one after another.
He just stood there, and before he even took action, he created a terrifying scene like hell.
"What a thief!"
Seeing the ferocity of the ghost mandrill, several ancient temple monks in the realm of saints abandoned their opponents and galloped towards him. Buddha beads, demon-conquering pestles, tigers and even divine dragons suddenly appeared in the sky. The light of powerful spiritual skills was dazzling. They hit him hard from different directions, with a force that shook the heavens and the earth, and the power was astonishing.
The mandrill didn't even have time to react before he was instantly swallowed up by the sky-wide spiritual skills and disappeared into various colors of light.
These three people are boasting to the heavens, shouldn't they only have this little strength, right?
The opponent's master general hasn't shown up yet!
Seeing that the mandrill was overwhelmed by the opponent's violent attack, Zhu Yuming couldn't help but change his expression, and secretly glanced at the jealous apostle beside him, feeling even more unsure.
But I saw that the two great apostles, Jealousy and Sloth, both looked as usual, calm and collected. How could there be any trace of panic on their faces?
The strong light gradually dissipated, revealing the scene again.
I saw a black flame giant standing where the mandrill originally was.
The giant's eyes are red, and its body is covered with black flames. It holds a huge blade in its hand, and it releases endless ferocious energy. Just a glance from a distance makes people feel frightened, and their souls are gone. There is only one thought left in their minds. Just leave as soon as possible, as far away from it as possible.
"Insignificant ant!"
Just when everyone was stunned, the Black Flame Giant suddenly grinned and uttered a few words contemptuously.
"Ouch!!!"
Immediately afterwards, eight terrifying black dragons of huge size and ferocious intent flew out from him. They spit out fierce flames, bared their teeth and claws, and rushed in all directions with lightning speed, burning everything in their path and leaving no grass growing. .
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Deafening sounds echoed on the battlefield one after another, and as the black dragons exploded one after another, the surrounding life was constantly being emptied.
When all eight black dragons exploded, no trace of armor or grass was left around them. Many lives on both sides of the enemy and ours disappeared, leaving only the black flame giant holding the giant blade in his hand, standing proudly, like an ancient demon god, exuding endless energy. The fierce flames bring destruction and despair to the world.
The corner of Zhu Yuming's mouth twitched slightly, looking at this evil spirit who could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, killing indiscriminately, and the smoking bones of his own army on the ground, he felt a lot of pain in his body, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a moment.
He didn't feel a little more confident about the strength of the three men in black.
"This kid is so cruel!"
Looking at the exaggerated scene below, even the Apostle of Jealousy was a little overwhelmed. After a long time, he said calmly, "I don't know where you found such a character."
"How about it?"
The lazy apostle said proudly, "My vision is pretty good, right?"
At this moment, the two people suddenly looked at each other and looked up at the sky.
I saw two figures suddenly appearing high in the sky. They had bare heads, fluttering monk robes, solemn demeanor, and extraordinary power.
"They are two great monks!"
Noticing the appearance of the two people, Zhu Yuming's expression changed and his voice trembled instinctively.
How could the prestige accumulated by the four great monks for many years be broken so easily?
Feeling the strong pressure from above, Ghost Mandrill slowly raised his head and stared at the two masters of the Soul Realm fearlessly. Instead of taking even half a step back, he grinned, his eyes shining with eagerness to try.
"Just do it!"
The Lazy Apostle knew the devil's temper well, and of course he would not really let him fight against the soul state. He yawned, jumped out, and went straight to the two great monks.
The jealous apostle chuckled and followed suit.
"It turns out you 'Black Coffins' are causing trouble!"
Seeing the face of the Apostle of Jealousy, the Flame Divine Monk suddenly realized something. Then he yelled angrily, and instantly condensed a terrifying red spirit spear in his right hand, and struck him fiercely, "The Karmic Fire Divine Spear!"
"Yehuo Divine Spear!"
The jealous apostle chuckled, and actually transformed into an identical flame gun, and faced it provocatively.
"boom!"
The two gleaming red flame guns collided fiercely, the dazzling flames exploded, and the terrifying heat wave instantly covered the entire sky...
