The whole Journey to the West panicked, my disciples are all sanctified

The huge Buddha body of the Tathagata Buddha is extremely resplendent, and countless Buddha lights come out from the body. In the beams of light, there are countless small worlds that are evolving, birth and death, and go round and round.

The boundless mighty power hummed the divine sword, and the sharp edge thousands of miles away could hardly destroy its body.

...

The faces of countless Almighty who watched the battle were dignified.

Tathagata Buddha is worthy of being the leader of a religion. No matter how he is ranked, he is the strongest person under the saint.

It can be clearly seen that the Tathagata Buddha was more than capable, and he didn't even use his full strength.

But Daoist Yuding was about to die.

The difference is not that big in general.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the sky above the land of Kyushu darkened, and it entered darkness in an instant.

"Bastard! Who knocked out my Sun Palace?" A despondent roar resounded through the sky and the earth.

The corners of the mouths of all the great powers twitched, and the aftermath of the battle between the two quasi-sages shattered the great sun hanging high on the zenith.

Who is the owner of the Sun Palace?

In ancient times, the emperor of the Demon Court.

The sky roared, and in the endless darkness, in the deepest part of the chaotic sea, a big hand with condensed laws stretched out, stretching out as far as the eye could see, holding the broken sun together and kneading it into shape.

The originally shattered Great Sun returned to its original state, exuding a dazzling light.

The immortals and gods were awe-inspiring, and the power of heaven made them terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Facing this coercion, they couldn't even have the slightest thought of confrontation.

It seems to be under the coercion of heaven.

Daoist Yuding and Tathagata stopped.

A thought moved to the lower realm.

Looking at the breath of the two, Yang Jian frowned.

The Tathagata Buddha still looked calm and breezy, with a leisurely demeanor, and he didn't look like he had experienced a war at all.

On the other hand, Master Yu Ding's breath was chaotic, and even the corner of his mouth was bloody. The astounding mighty power of the Tathagata Buddha had shocked him out of internal injuries.

The Tathagata Buddha's face was indifferent, and there was a smile in his eyes. Daoist Yuding was no match at all. If it wasn't for the existence of the person behind him, he could even wipe him out.

But obviously not, Yang Jian killed his Buddhist disciples and owed karma, but Master Yuding did not.

"The benefactor of the jade tripod, I have accepted it." The Tathagata Buddha said with a smile after reciting a line of Buddha's name.

"If there is no problem, the poor monk will send Master Yang Jian to hell."

Master Yuding stabilized the disordered mana, his face was a little ugly, he didn't expect the gap between him and Duobao to be so big.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hurt him at all.

About to speak.

A faint voice sounded in his mind: "Yuding, come back."

Hearing this voice, Master Yuding's complexion changed, and he said, "Master! What do you mean? Is Yang Jian not going to save him?"

"The situation has changed, let him go, Buddhism dare not kill him." The faint voice sounded again.

"Yes! Master!" Daoist Yuding responded, with a bitter smile on his lips.

He didn't quite understand.

The teacher is obviously a very defensive person, why has it become like this now?

And what does he mean by the situation has changed?

What has changed?

The Buddha on the opposite side sneered secretly, as if he had expected it.The Second Saint of the West has already sent him a sound transmission, and this will happen.

Yang Jian's heart sank gradually, and he seemed to have guessed something, but he just didn't want to believe it.If it was normal, the ancestor should have appeared by this time, but not now.

Is this abandoned?

With a wry smile, Yang Jian said, "Master, you don't have to be embarrassed. I once said that I will bear all the troubles I caused."

"Finally, call you Master. From today on, I, Yang Jian, will leave Chanjiao, and what I do has nothing to do with Chanjiao."

A voice like an oath from the Dao of Heaven spread throughout the Three Realms, and countless immortals and gods were awe-inspiring.

Among the three generations of disciples of Chanjiao, the most outstanding one should be abandoned.

What kind of wind is this?

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Chapter 107 Ruthless Jade Emperor!The Paradise of the Great Tomb

firm!Absolutely!

Master Yuding's face was ugly, he hesitated to speak, and finally turned into a sigh.

The Tathagata Buddha's face was full of Buddha's light, and there was a smile in his eyes. Sure enough, as the two saints said, Chan would give up Yang Jian.

The Daoist sect is gone, and from now on, the Buddhist sect will stand!

"Yang Jian! You have harmed my Buddhist disciples for no reason, and today I will do justice for the heavens and suppress you in the [-]th hell."

The huge bergamot hands were slowly lifted up, the immeasurable Buddha light shone everywhere, and the Buddha kingdom in the palm was suppressed.

"Hahahaha!"

"Old Tathagata! Just suppress it! One day, I will come back again!"

Yang Jian laughed loudly, his face was unyielding.

...

The gate of the underworld opened, endless ghosts and gods screamed, and the terrifying breath reflected the entire world into black.

The huge bergamot with immeasurable light suppressed Yang Jian and sent him to hell.

Under the eighteen layers of hell, it is called the endless hell, there are countless tribulations and catastrophes, and the darkest and most deadly place in the whole hell is there.

After entering, I suffered every second, and countless disasters were added to my body.

"Brother!" Yang Chan yelled, collapsed to the ground, tears bursting out.

Even the Xiaotian dog on the side was frightened and foolishly looking at the closed gate of hell.After a while, boundless hatred appeared in the dog's eyes.

"Damn bald donkey, I swear that I won't dig all the tombs of bald donkeys in the world, I swear I won't be a dog!"

...

In the distant Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun let out a long sigh, with complex expressions in his eyes.

The teacher of today is not the teacher of the past.

What's more, it was Yang Jian who made the mistake first and killed the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva of Buddhism, and even he couldn't come forward to protect him.

"Junior brother, I think it's a bit too much. Yang Jian is so talented, he shouldn't give up easily. Now that he is suppressed in the endless hell, his basic talent may be damaged." Lao Tzu said lightly.

"It's okay! The current situation can only be like this." Yuanshi Tianzun said.

For the so-called talent, he didn't take it seriously.

Although Yang Jian has reached the tenth grade of flowers and has reached the posture of a saint, but today's Taoism limits, no matter how many flowers bloom, it is useless, and it is absolutely impossible to become a saint.

...

The Jade Emperor took back the Haotian Mirror and shook his head slightly.

This nephew of his actually embarked on a path similar to his mother's, and was suppressed forever, unable to stand up.

In the place of Infernal Hell, even a quasi-sage can hardly get out of trouble.

And in that place, there is no possibility of cultivation promotion at all.

Under endless catastrophe, quasi-sages can be knocked down.

In other words, there is almost no possibility of Yang Jian getting out, unless Fomen Brain Twitch takes the initiative to release him.

The Jade Emperor shook his head. He had never liked this nephew. After his sister died, it was difficult to adjust their grievances.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible for the Jade Emperor to rescue him, and even if he steps forward, it may be difficult to change the outcome.

It can be seen from the attitude of the saint.

Before Nezha caused trouble, Taishang Laojun took the initiative to settle it.

But now Yang Jian's disaster is even greater than Nezha's. Not only did he kill the Vajra Arhat, but even the Bodhisattva was killed by him.

Buddhism is determined to destroy or subdue Yang Jian.

The Jade Emperor's expression was complicated, and he felt something unusual from this incident.

The saint's attitude is also too subtle.

...

The countless mighty powers of the heavens of the Three Realms were shocked and regretted. The God of War of the Three Realms who once bloomed tenth rank and shook the world is about to disappear.

Yongzhen Infernal Hell, unless Yang Jian surrenders, there is no possibility of coming out again.

But the question is, will Yang Jian give in?

If he succumbed, would he still be the high-spirited, unyielding God of War of the Three Realms?

...

In the endless hell, there is endless death and endless catastrophe, and Yang Jian is bound by the chains condensed by the four laws of the endless hell.

The boundless calamity around him eroded his body and soul, and the swords, guns, swords and halberds transformed into the power of law kept hacking at his body, and the endless death energy entangled his body.

But at this moment, Yang Jian opened his eyes, and a phantom of a large tomb appeared around him, frantically swallowing the death and disaster around him.

"I guessed right, this place is simply a paradise for the great tomb magic."

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth curled up into a smile. He had thought of this point as early as when Tathagata talked about suppressing him in the endless hell.

Now he felt the joy of the tomb, and his rapidly growing cultivation, as he expected.

A certain amount of dead energy is needed to practice the Great Tomb's magical skills, and dead energy is the best nourishment for the Great Tomb.

Now, he is in the Infernal Hell, and his cultivation speed is faster than outside. Not only does he not feel any suffering, he even feels very comfortable.

After working for a long time, he came down to enjoy himself.

"Tathagata, I thank you. When I go out, I will definitely repay you well." Yang Jian sneered and said to himself, a strong fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

When he becomes a quasi-sage, that is when he breaks through the eighteen layers of hell and reappears in the world.

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heaven.

After Nezha knew the news that Yang Jian was imprisoned in the Infernal Hell, he immediately rushed to Guanjiangkou to find out about the situation with Yang Chan.

When Nezha learned that Yang Jian had killed him in order to vent his anger on him, everyone was dumbfounded.

Brother Yang Jian talked about loyalty so much, so Nezha naturally couldn't show weakness.

Immediately, Nezha returned to the Heavenly Court and asked to see the Jade Emperor.

"Your Majesty, the people of our Heavenly Court were captured by Buddhism and suppressed in hell, don't you just ignore it?" Nezha said indignantly.

"Santan Haihui Great God, Yang Jian should have been punished for killing Buddhist Bodhisattvas, so you don't need to defend him." The Jade Emperor said flatly.

"But...Your Majesty, Yang Jian is your nephew, don't you have the heart to see him suffer in Hell?" Nezha said with an ugly expression.Some couldn't believe that the Jade Emperor would be so cruel.

"Presumptuous! Pay attention to your identity! I have made up my mind, you are speechless, if you dare to say one more word, I will punish you for disrespect!" The Jade Emperor said sullenly.

He annoyed people to mention this to him.

Now a little God dared to say such things to him.

He was simply ignored.