Chapter 380 Immortals, Buddhas, and the Great Sage

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Simple, noble, and filled with endless evil energy, the red armor appeared on Zhang Qing's body, and the blood-red cloak behind him swayed with the strong wind.

A ferocious mask covered Zhang Qing's face, and the tight touch in his hand came from a broken spear, but Zhang Qing still felt powerful from it that he had never felt before.

At this moment, he only felt that he was omnipotent. He could see clearly even the light in the distance and saw more than ten figures surrounding the golden monkey.

The monkey with twelve ears was so powerful that it was terrifying. Under the siege of more than a dozen earth immortals, it still had the upper hand. When waving the long stick in its hand, it carried a power that he could not understand to repel everyone.

He was wearing golden armor, which was the same as his own. It didn't have much power, but it looked more luxurious and noble.

In a daze, Zhang Qing saw twelve kinds of light spreading, and then everything in the void disappeared, replaced by a golden sky and an endless sea of ​​clouds.

The battlefield of the Earth Immortals seems to have changed to a different place, but it seems that there is no change, it is still in the same place.

"What is that?" Zhang Qing wondered subconsciously, but found that his voice had become rich and majestic for some reason, and every word seemed to carry unquestionable will.

He was a little frightened, but when he reacted, he realized that it was the armor on his body that was causing trouble.

However, his words were still heard. The woman in red looked at Zhang Qing's appearance and marveled, "Second uncle is really mighty and has the demeanor of an ancient heavenly general. With this quasi-immortal weapon, he is truly a dragon and a phoenix among men."

Zhang Qing couldn't help but be frightened when he heard what the other party said. A quasi-immortal weapon?

He still remembered Yilanjun's explanation of quasi-immortal weapons. Only those weapons that are qualified to become immortal weapons can be called quasi-immortal weapons.

Among the analogy monks, there are practitioners who have the appearance of ascension.

He couldn't help but want to take off his armor. It was too scary. He was just a little golden lotus plant.

But maybe the armor on his body was unwilling to disappear from Zhang Qing's body because he felt an inexplicable threat.

The woman in red covered her mouth and smiled, "Second uncle, just feel free to wear it. With my niece here, no one here dares to let you take it off."

The slightly charming voice made Zhang Qing react again and look at this woman who he couldn't understand at all.

"The same to you……"

He didn't know what to say. Yilan Jun's cultivation level was already at the Golden Lotus Nine Opens, and what appeared in front of him was really scary.

"Little girl Bai Meinu, my second uncle calls me Meinu. I am the second among the master's dozen female disciples."

Zhang Qing said, he really wants to take Yun Ku out and beat him up.

However, it seems that he is no match at all.

Looking at Baimei Nu, Zhang Qing asked tentatively: "Are you...an Earth Immortal?"

Bai Meinu smiled sweetly and stretched out three fingers, "I have three divine palaces."

Zhang Qing didn't understand, but he was so shocked that he could only watch the battle in the distance without saying a word.

The golden monkey's strength was terrifying and disappointing. He saw someone's weapon shattering directly under the stick.

"He is waiting, waiting for us to hold on to Ling Xiao." The person who can solve Zhang Qing's doubts has now become Bai Meinu, "He is not sure whether Ling Xiao has any strength now, so he wants to test it. "

"Now, is it still a trial?"

"Of course, he is the incarnation of Buddha."

Buddha, as famous as immortals, is the end of the road of Buddhist cultivation. Monks ascend to immortality, and Buddhas cultivate to the other side and become Buddhas.

Zhang Qing never thought that he would see a Buddha at this moment, even if it was just an incarnation of the other person.

"There are three thousand immortals in the thirty-three days. That is the number that really existed in the long years. The Western Heaven is called one hundred thousand Buddhas, but no one knows their true number. A group of bald donkeys, talking about immeasurable, but Still timid about this.”

Bai Meinuo sneered coldly. He wanted to say something but was interrupted by Yilan Jun on the side, "If you talk nonsense, you will die."

Bai Meinu curled his lips, "Lingshan wants to replace Xianting Xing with the power of life and death, but he is not qualified. They haven't even erased the Shanhe Sheji Order. What are they afraid of?"

Seeing the two women gradually changing the topic, Zhang Qing had to bite the bullet and said, "What kind of Buddha is he? Is there a Buddha who was cultivated by many demons in the West?"

"No one knows how many demons and demons the Buddhists in the Western Heaven have cultivated, but he has a great reputation. He is called the Fighting Demon Buddha. He fights for the Western Heaven in all directions. His reputation is similar to that of the Tianmen Divine General of the Thirty-Three Heavens."

"There are eight thousand such clones in the Fighting Demon Buddha, and each of them is in the realm of earthly immortals."

Bai Meinuo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "The Buddhas of the Western Heaven are more interested in interfering in human affairs than the immortals who were thirty-three days ago. They wish they could turn everyone into their followers and serve them like cattle and sheep."

"Immortals and Buddhas are all the same. They regard all living beings as stupid dogs and all things as food."

"Hmph!" Bai Meinu snorted coldly, and then looked at Yilan Jun, "Do you know what this stinky monkey did before coming here?"

"He slaughtered the oceans of 3,500 states and stained the waters with blood."

"Sooner or later, the Great Sage will ask him to pay with blood."

Bai Meinuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and she stepped out with her bare feet under the red clothes. When she looked again, she was already in the center of the battlefield. She became a member of the group that besieged the monkey, and the power of destroying the world exploded in the void.

After Hongyi left, Zhang Qing finally relaxed, but it was still difficult to recover from the shock of the sudden appearance of his niece who was an earthly immortal, and he started talking to Yilanjun about everything.

"Are your senior sisters all earthly immortals?"

"How is that possible? Earth Immortal is not a wild dog." Yilan Junbai said with a glance.

"It's only the two of them who have reached the divine palace, and the rest are very weak."

Zhang Qing glanced at the other party. At this moment, he had infinite power in his heart. Yilanjun...does he look weak like this?

Shaking his head, Zhang Qing felt a little bloated and quickly changed the topic.

As she spoke, Yilanjun seemed to have opened up her chatterbox, no longer speaking simple phrases like before.

"He is one of the many incarnations of Buddha, and the fighting demon Buddha himself should be fighting the great sage at this moment."

"Great Sage?"

Yilan Jun nodded her head with a serious expression, "He who equals the sky is the Great Sage!"

"Thirty-three days were shattered. It has been many years since an immortal ascended, so there was a great sage stranded in the world."

Yilanjun looked up at the sky, and seemed to see the end of the world, the depths of the sky, "Those who ascended and did not die did not enter the thirty-three days, but stayed in the human world."

"They marched together in the sky to kill the immortals in the sky."

"He who equals the sky is a great sage, and a great sage can kill immortals!"

"The nine great saints are guarding outside the Nantian Gate. In the endless years, not a single Buddha, demon or ghost has been able to cross them and enter the ruins of the thirty-three-day ruins."

Yi Lanjun looked at Zhang Qing, "The immortal transformation in you comes from a great saint, and the nine magic arts represent the nine great saints."

"They are our human monks' only remaining faith and pillars of heaven."