The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Amidst the yelling and scolding, the huge blue bird rushed towards the three thousand Buddhist cultivators on the opposite side!

And the moment the blue bird started to curse, millions of gods found their backbone again.

Lord Bai once said that meeting Lord Qing is like seeing him in person!

Although Qingzhu has a dirty mouth, Qingzhu will always be the one who takes the lead if something happens.

And this time it was still the same. Although Diaomao cursed dirty words, he still fought against me, not for him!

Leading by example and leading by example are the most inspiring!

Under the leadership of Diaomao, shouts of killing resounded throughout the world.

Millions of gods were like waves, rushing toward the three thousand Buddhist cultivators who stood still.

The three thousand Buddhist cultivators looked coldly at the millions of gods in front of them, carrying auspicious clouds and rushing towards the Buddhist Pure Land. The faces of the Buddhist cultivators were full of martial law, but they did not move.

One side charged and the other just stood there quietly. Such a strange scene made even Diao Mao, who had just stumbled in Buddhism, stop in confusion.

Amid the disappointed gazes of the Buddhist cultivators, they stopped outside the Pure Land of Buddhism and looked at the bald men in the distance with some clever eyes.

"Fuck, these bald guys are motionless like bastards. There must be something evil! Stop it!" He spread his wings and instantly turned around and shouted at the gods who were charging past.

There were so many millions of gods. Amid the roars, Kankan stopped, but he was pushed forward by the gods behind him like a tide.

Hundreds of unlucky souls were pushed onto the Buddhist Pure Land and screamed suddenly, melting like cheese on a hot pot.

Under the regretful gaze of the Buddha, the gods cursed at the bald men in the distance:

"Grandma Li's! I know you bald guys are just playing dirty tricks!"

"If you have the ability, come out and fight the god for a hundred rounds!"

"Whether the hundreds of buddies who were melted are dead or not, don't say a word. If they are dead, you will be divided!"

...

And the hundreds of unlucky people who melted on the spot instantly turned into rays of divine light and flew towards their fiefdom.

The golden body enshrined in the human world instantly collapsed and shattered.

Hundreds of unlucky people cursed and returned to their temples to rebuild their golden bodies.

He was shouting that he would fight back after rebuilding his golden body.

I just don’t know if it’s too late!

Gods are enshrined in the human world, and the golden body has many wonderful uses in the human world, and can even die in place of the god.

Although hundreds of unlucky people were lost at the beginning, it was not very harmful to the millions of gods and did not endanger the fundamentals.

But it was extremely insulting. After all, hundreds of them were sent away before fighting.

It seems that he has no cards on his side.

But now I can't get over it, and I can't fight anymore. I can only stand in front of the Buddhist Pure Land and run away wildly at the group of bald men in the distance who are looking at me coldly.

Compared with the monks who cultivated in Buddhism, these gods who came from the human world were either the original souls of the human world or former casual cultivators.

His strength is unknown and his mouth is extremely bad.

Under the ultimate language skills of the gods, the Buddhist monks who were still able to maintain a humane demeanor gradually broke through their defenses. They pointed at the gods opposite and retorted with quality:

"Hey, you guys are going too far!"

"You are so noisy! You are noisy like full ducks in a pond!"

"Stop arguing!"

The gods, who were madly speaking bad words at the Buddhist monk, almost had snot in their noses when they heard the Buddhist monk's reply.

That's it?

Do you have the nerve to come out and curse?

Let you, those of you noble and upright people from the Nine Holy Lands, see the power of the mouth-strong gods like us today!

Millions of gods, led by Diaomao who was flapping his wings and jumping around, cursed even more fiercely.

The bosses of both sides are fighting for victory in the chaos. Both sides can only face a piece of pure land and greet each other's ancestors.

In the chaos, Bai Feiyu kept waving the measuring ruler in his hand.

Chaos was constantly broken by the phantom of the huge ruler, smashing towards the Thousand-Armed Buddha.

Huizhi, who was sitting on the colorful lotus platform, clasped his hands together and continued to recite sutras.

With the blessing of the scriptures, countless arms waving Buddhist instruments behind the Thousand-Armed Buddha struck at the phantom of the ruler.

Between the two sides, under the roiling earth, fire, wind and water, the energy of chaos boiled and surged like boiling hot water.

It seemed as if the two of them had only passed one move, or as if they had passed countless moves.

Finally, when Bai Feiyu swung his ruler down, Huizhi's tightly closed hands were suddenly shaken open.

The Thousand-Armed Buddha paused for a moment.

At this moment, the huge phantom of the ruler instantly shattered the Thousand-Armed Buddha and hit Huizhi who was sitting on the colorful lotus platform.

Huizhi and the colorful lotus platform were instantly smashed to pieces.

But in the next second, Huizhi and the colorful lotus platform reappeared in front of Bai Feiyu.

No one among the three thousand Buddhist monks noticed that a great monk suddenly disappeared.

Although he was killed once, Huizhi was clearly injured at this level, and golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Amitabha, thank you for keeping your hand!" Huizhi bowed slightly to Bai Feiyu and thanked Bai Feiyu for not taking advantage of the victory.

Bai Feiyu held the measuring ruler in his hand, looked at Huizhi in front of him, and asked with interest: "Monk, if you put down your resistance, I can't make you the God Lord!"

After all, Shinto lacks top monks. Now that he has met a monk who has not yet become an immortal, but can be as good as an immortal like himself, Bai Feiyu also has a love for talents and recruits them.

Huizhi looked at Bai Feiyu, who was dressed in white in front of him, shook his head and said, "The young monk just thanked the donor for keeping his hand, but he didn't say that he lost!"

You've been beaten like this and you're still talking arrogantly?

He obviously won!

Bai Feiyu's eyes turned cold. The monk in front of him actually proposed a toast instead of eating the fine wine?

Just as he was about to raise the measuring ruler in his hand, Huizhi recited a Buddhist chant in a low voice and disappeared into the chaos.

Hit when you say you want to fight, and leave when you say you want to?

Who do you think I am?

Buddhism will surely fall today!

From now on, there will only be eight holy places left between heaven and earth!

Bai Feiyu stepped forward angrily and also disappeared into the chaos.

The moment the two people disappeared, a green lotus sword light broke through the chaos and appeared at the place where the two people disappeared.

Leng Qingsong, dressed in black, revealed himself here and searched frantically westward, trying to find the traces left by the two people just now.

Leng Qingsong, who was exiled into chaos by Ouyang's design, no longer had the high-spirited spirit of enlightening the Tao in Longchang and opening the sky with two swords.

Even if Leng Qingsong was given a choice, he would rather never have enlightenment or even practice!

Leng Qingsong was like a maniac looking for him, and he kept mumbling: "Where is it? Where is it? Where is it!"

The muttering turned into a hoarse roar, stirring the chaos crazily and venting his anger.

After searching to no avail, Leng Qingsong beat his head crazily, regretting that he was a step too late.

Then it turned into a green lotus sword light and disappeared from the place, looking like crazy for how to return to that world!