In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

"Since that's the case, let's talk about it. After half a year, the four-armed God Clan spectator will arrive. I'll stabilize the spectator first, and then Emperor Qing will strike him by surprise!"

Lord Yuan smiled at this time.

Everyone present expressed no objection.

This conversation of the gods ended here, and the gods all left one after another.

After watching the gods leave, Lord Yuan smiled at Li Zhoujun and said, "Emperor Qing, it will be a tough battle in half a year."

"Yes." Li Zhoujun nodded.

"Does Qin Zu have anything to say?" At this time, Master Yuan asked curiously.

"Don't worry, it's really a last resort. The old ancestor will do it himself, but I am enough for this trivial matter, and the old ancestor and the old man don't need to take action." Li Zhoujun laughed at this time.

"That's good, that's good." Lord Yuan nodded repeatedly at this time.

"Emperor Qing, forgive me for offending, but I don't know where your cultivation is now?" Master Yuan couldn't help asking Li Zhoujun at this time.

After all, Li Zhoujun took the complete godhead of Emperor Jiuyun.

The corners of Li Zhoujun's mouth rose, and he said with a light smile, "Barely enough."

"Ah..." Lord Yuan was obviously stunned for a moment, but then he laughed quickly: "It's enough, it's enough."

At this time, Lord Yuan felt bitter. Before he met Emperor Qing and Grandpa Qin Zu, he was still a high god, but now he is almost the younger brother of the two, but this is also good, at least it seems that behind him Someone backed it up.

the other side.

On the top of the green hill, there is a huge temple. The name of the temple is Jinzhen Temple. The sky above the temple is full of gold, and the Sanskrit sounds are bursting. Birds and animals pass by here, and they all stop and soak in the Sanskrit sounds. All the signs, all tell that this place is a Buddhist home. holy place.

At the same time, there is a main hall in Jinzhen Temple.

Both sides of the main hall are filled with golden Buddhas sitting cross-legged.

Every golden body Buddha here exudes soft Buddha light, as if to illuminate all things.

But the most shocking thing is that the cultivation base of every golden Buddha here has almost reached the level of Tianzun, or even above.

On the huge lotus pedestal above the main hall, sits cross-legged a ten thousand-foot golden Buddha, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds came from his mouth.

This Buddha is none other than the Buddha Lord Subduing Demons.

At this moment, the Sanskrit sound in the mouth of Fumofojun stopped.

All the Buddhas were puzzled, but seeing the rare dignified expression on Lord Fumo Buddha's face, they didn't dare to disturb him.

At this time, Lord Fu Mo Buddha had already received the news from his avatar, and the eight gods wanted to unite with Qing Emperor to fight against the world-watchers!

In other words, at the level of cultivation of the Nine Tribulations True God, Lord Fu Mo Buddha, it is completely possible to synchronize what the avatar sees and hears, and to bring consciousness to the avatar.

But Fu Mo Buddha gave the clone independent thinking, he only needs to check the clone's memory regularly, unless there is an emergency, he will bring his consciousness to the clone.

The reason for doing this is also very simple. Lord Fu Mo Buddha didn't want to affect his state of mind because of the matter of catching the seedlings, so he gave full power to the avatar to do this, and he just wanted to cultivate with peace of mind.

At this moment, Fu Mo Buddha Lord raised his palm and waved it, signaling the Buddhas to leave.

"Amitabha Buddha." Seeing this, all the Buddhas got up and folded their palms together to pay respects to Lord Subduing Demon Buddha before turning into golden lights and receding.

After the Buddhas left, Lord Fu Mo Buddha turned into an old monk like his avatar, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, Lord Fumofo seemed to have made up his mind. With a flip of his palm, an ordinary bronze mirror floated above the palm of Lord Fumofo.

After Lord Fumo Buddha recited the secret words silently, waves surged on the originally calm bronze mirror.

The next moment, a handsome man sitting cross-legged in the void appeared in the mirror, and he looked at Fumo Buddha with a chuckle and said, "Using this mirror, it seems that Chaos Chaotian is planning to resist me? "

"Well, the eight gods gathered together and decided that when Lord Tianshen comes half a year later, a strong man named Qingdi will attack him. This Qingdi is very powerful, and I can't see through him." Fumo Buddha Lord Said.

"Well, it's okay, you made the right choice." The handsome man smiled and said, "When this god destroys Chaos Heaven, you can follow this god."

"Thank you, Lord God!" Lord Fumofo took a deep breath and said to the handsome man.

This handsome man is none other than the spectator of the four-armed god clan, and the one who came to the Chaos Heaven and killed Emperor Jiuyun back then.

At the same time, the handsome man regretfully said: "Chaos Heaven has good potential. The last time a Nine Tribulations Heavenly Venerable almost broke through the True God Realm and ascended to Hongmeng, the god has already given the opportunity. It's a pity, a pity..."

As the handsome man's voice got farther and farther away, the bronze mirror in Fu Mo Buddha's hand became like a mortal thing again.

boom!

But at the next moment, a divine thunder pierced through the nine heavens and smashed into the chaotic sky.

The next moment, countless continents in the chaotic sky were shattered at this moment, and many creatures were even chatting and laughing one second, and died in the next second.

After hearing this Thunder God Lord Fumofo, his expression seemed a bit complicated. He knew that the spectator had made a move, which meant that Chaos Chaotian was about to end at this moment.

But there is no way, after all, there is an old saying that goes well, a dead friend does not die a poor one...

the other side.

The place where thunder falls.

The Iori, who had just ended the meeting, appeared here with their faces already ugly.

Li Zhoujun was among them.

It is said that the habitats where the eight gods establish their forces are almost all in a small world, including Daotiansheng Palace, which is also built in a small world.

The habitat of the eight gods may be far away from here, but for the true God of Nine Tribulations, no matter where you go in the chaotic sky, as long as you know the coordinates, you can almost shrink the ground to an inch, and it doesn't take much time.

"As soon as the meeting is over, the back foot looks at the people in the world and shoots. It seems that there is a running dog between us who sees the people in the world. Is this a dog who has been a dog for a long time and can't bear it?" He looked at all the gods present, including Li Zhoujun.

next moment.

The thunderclouds in the sky moved to both sides, and a man in white clothes who was as handsome as a demon appeared in front of the gods standing in the air.

"Watcher!" After seeing this person, Emperor Baihu almost gritted his teeth and spit out these three words.

After seeing this handsome and demonic man, Empress Martial Emperor's face gradually became serious.

Emperor Qinglong, Emperor Suzaku, Emperor Xuanwu, Lord Yan, and Lord Fumo Buddha all had serious expressions at the moment.

Only Master Yuan, Li Zhoujun looked calm.

As for the dignifiedness of Fu Mo Buddha Lord, it is naturally pretending.

"Chaos Heaven, be destroyed." At this moment, the handsome man crossed the void, looked down at the gods from a high position, and said with a light smile.

That relaxed look seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.