Twin Regal

In order to find a way to get rid of the restrictions without being assimilated by the will of heaven, and even to unify the three realms, Qin Zheng really retreated this time. He didn't pay attention to any movement of the outside world at all. What exactly is he doing, and what is he going to do, the only thing he can do is to accompany him quietly.

Time passed quickly, year after year, Qin Zheng never opened his eyes again.

The Western Regions, the Holy Land of the Buddha.

"bump!"

"Damn it, who the hell dared to attack the Buddha's Holy Land?"

"Isn't that... Yan Xiao and Zilong who have risen strongly in recent years?"

"I'm going, it's really those two demons, why did they suddenly confront the Buddha's Holy Land?"

"Labor and capital will obey them if they refuse to accept them. The Western Regions have almost been turned upside down by them in recent years, right?"

The horrific battle technique suddenly pierced the sky, and the archway of the Buddha's Holy Land collapsed. The nearby monks were all surprised, as if they never imagined that someone would dare to provoke such a giant as the Buddha's Holy Land. You must know that it is not only the former Buddha Emperor Created by myself, and also gathered all the top Buddhist cultivators in the galaxy, it can definitely be called one of the strongest forces in the Western Regions, but when the slender figure standing in mid-air with soldiers was reflected in the line of sight for a moment, everyone I don’t think it’s so unexpected again. Yan Xiaozilong, this pair of partners did not know where they came from. Since their birth five years ago, there has been a lot of disturbances. The forces of all sizes in the Western Regions have basically been offended by them. After more than half of it, who doesn't hate them so much but has no choice?

"It's you! Two benefactors, what is the meaning of this?"

Dozens of Buddha cultivators in cassocks and strong aura flew out from the Buddha's Holy Land. The leader was full of Buddha nature, but he was extremely delicate and handsome. He is not only a person from the Buddha's Holy Land, judging from his aura, he is already a quasi-emperor at the peak.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over Poria, or labor and management will destroy your Buddha's Holy Land today!"

No one is easy to do, Yan Xiao is armed with soldiers, murderous, Fu Ling is a fox demon, pure in nature, devoted to Taoism, but for some reason fell in love with him, after he refused, he committed countless murders, If it's just that, he won't respond, no one stipulates that if he likes him, he must respond, but Fu Ling has saved his life, if he hadn't cut off his tail to save him two years ago, he would not have been buried. He will also become a waste. Although he can't respond to his feelings, it is impossible to watch the Buddha's holy land kill him.

"Presumptuous! How can you desecrate the Holy Land of the Buddha?"

A peak quasi-emperor Buddha yelled at him sharply, his eyes couldn't hide his murderous intent. Buddhist monks are different from ordinary monks in the world. There are so many resources, but without all kinds of resources, how can we improve ourselves?

"Profanity? It's as if labor and management value you bald donkeys. As long as you hand over the Poria cocos, I will leave immediately, and I will never set foot here again."

Turning his gaze, Yan Xiao sighed, his handsome face was still cold, today they came here just to ask for someone!

"you···"

"Elder Jing Kong."

Stopping the Buddha who wanted to say something, Wu Jiao flicked the beads with one hand, and put the other on his chest: "Amitabha, Lord Yan, Poria is a fox demon. He has committed boundless murders in just one year and wounded many times. As a disciple of the Buddha's Holy Land, it is my job to kill demons and demons, how can I allow him to continue to do harm to the common people?"

"What's wrong with the fox demon? The fox demon deserves to be captured and suppressed by you?"

Yan Xiao will not be fooled by his few words. After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and continued with a sneer on his face: "What kind of demon are you killing, and what kind of demon are you eliminating? Are you capable? You go and kill the demon kings of all races, or you can get rid of all the evil spirits, if you can't do it, don't talk about the common people with labor and capital, don't you deserve to know?"

Are they also worthy of talking about the common people?Was it his first day in the Western Regions?Is there still a lot of murders caused by Buddha Xiu in the Western Regions?The only ones who are really qualified to talk about the common people are Dixuan, who repelled the evil spirits every time they attacked, and Lao Qin, who prevented the catastrophe of the common people and stayed in seclusion for five years.

"Benefactor Yan, please be careful!"

It can be said that Yan Xiao's words did not hurt people's hearts, and all the Buddhist cultivators glared angrily. Although Wu Xie's expression did not change, his gaze became much colder.

"What is Shenyan? Labor and management don't know. In a word, let people go?"

The pitch-black sword pointed directly at Wujiao, and Yan Xiao didn't frown even in the face of Mantian Buddha Cultivators. The Buddha's Holy Land has issued a declaration that Fuling will be killed in public at noon today. No matter what, he can't back down.

"Amitabha, if Master Yan insists on demanding someone, the poor monk will have no choice but to fight."

Wujiao didn't have any intention of compromising, the hand that moved the prayer beads stopped, and the powerful pressure of the peak quasi-emperor immediately overflowed.

"Battle the sky!"

Since we can't agree, there is no need to talk nonsense. The pitch-black sword pointed towards the sky, and spiritual energy within a radius of several thousand meters swarmed in instantly, and dragon patterns appeared faintly on the sword body. Be a giant dragon hundreds of feet in size, waving its sharp claws and roaring out, like ten thousand dragons going out to sea, the momentum is both powerful and frightening.

"presumptuous!"

"Ahh..."

The giant dragon rushed into the Buddhist cultivators arrogantly and unreasonably, and all the Buddhist cultivators released their combat skills angrily, but they were able to resist the giant dragon attacking them, but they were too late to stop the giant dragon rushing into the Buddha's Holy Land. , screaming and burying one after another, not even the whole body was left behind, everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded, such a tyrannical combat skill, as if it could really destroy the sky and the earth, and break the sky.

"court death!"

"Thunderstorm strike!"

Watching the tragic death of countless Buddhist disciples and the devastation of the Buddha's Holy Land beyond recognition, the quasi-emperors at the peak were furious, and roared out their powerful combat skills. A dense rain of swords fell from the sky, forcibly colliding with many combat techniques.

【Old Yan, it's not advisable to fight for a long time, I'll hold them back, you go save Fu Ling. 】

Before the collision of combat skills was over, Zilong rushed out with soldiers in his hands. Although he was only the eighth heaven of Zhundi and had not yet reached the peak, he had already realized the law of space and was fully capable of fighting the peak Zhundi. If they were not here to kill people, but if they were just delaying for a while, he should be fine, although it is very likely that he will be injured.

【Thank you brother! 】

Yan Xiao wasn't hypocritical either, tearing apart the void just wanted to escape directly into the depths of the Buddha's Holy Land.

"Amitabha!"

Unexpectedly, Wujiao blocked his way and blocked the surrounding space. A Buddhist word was released, and the Buddhist beads turned into golden lights. The moment he let go, they interweaved into a large golden net and enveloped Yan Xiao.

"You want to trap me like this? Fight the dragon in the sky!"

"bump···"

While waving the great sword, the war dragon soared into the sky and charged straight into the golden net. Both of them were quasi-emperors at the peak. Even if it was just the collision of the most ordinary soldiers, it would be enough to shake the world, not to mention the battle skills of Shenzang?The sharp claws of Zhanlong violently tore at the golden net, and the latter also retracted at the moment of collision, as if to trap it in it.

"Ok?"

Suddenly realizing that Yan Xiao's aura was gone on the opposite side, Wu Hui frowned slightly, and rushed back to the Holy Land in an instant.

"Poria!"

Using the law of space to directly switch to the depths of the Holy Land, Yan Xiao's call containing spiritual power spread to every corner of the Holy Land. The Holy Land of the Buddha is not an ordinary force. Zilong can't resist for long alone. He leaves here.

"Yan, Yan Xiao? Yan Xiao...Yan Xiao..."

In the depths of the Holy Land on a giant pillar, the bruised and embarrassed beauty froze, ignoring her body bound by spiritual power chains, wriggling and struggling desperately, tears of excitement poured out of her eyes, it was him, it must be him, he came Save him.

"Poria!"

After confirming his direction, Yan Xiao mobilized the taboo law and arrived in an instant.

"Yan Xiao, it's really you..."

Seeing him for real, even though Fu Ling was in extreme embarrassment, her breathtakingly beautiful face was covered with excitement, and hot tears fell down like broken pearls.

"Don't say anything, let's leave first!"

Not knowing how to bear his deep affection, and having no time for them to waste, Yan Xiao tore off the chain of spiritual power and pretended to take him away.

"Amitabha!"

"Be careful... poof..."

Wu Hui had already chased after him, and the emperor's subduing magic pestle was like a sharp arrow shot, aiming at Yan Xiao's back with the momentum of tearing the void, Fuling's pupils shrank, and he pushed him away without thinking, Jiang Mo The pestle pierced through his chest in an instant, blood sprayed several meters away, his slender and well-proportioned body fell slowly, and his tearful eyes looked at Yan Xiao affectionately and unrepentantly.

"No, Poria!"

Catching him the moment he fell to the ground, Yan Xiao's eyes were filled with shock, and he grabbed the elixir almost tremblingly, crushed it, and injected all the power into his body, but the same Poria, the emperor Zhun, did not recover from the wound. There was no way to stop the bleeding, and there was still a faint blackness.

"No, it's useless, Yan Xiao...can you give me a kiss?"

Grasping his hand that was about to be rescued, Fu Ling resisted the burning pain and demanded that it was the emperor's soldier's subduing magic pestle that hurt him, unless Di Dan, he would soon be reduced to ashes.

"Don't make trouble, if you want me to love you, support labor!"

At this time, how could Yan Xiao agree to his request?The only ones who can save him now are Lao Qin and Di Xuan, and he must take him back immediately.

"···"

Before he died, he could hear him let go, even if he died, he could rest in peace. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Fu Ling didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly grabbed his collar, blood stained lips Press on his lips.

"Well···"

【Don't touch Yan Xiao, please!】

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Yan Xiao reflexively struggled, but Fu Ling suddenly transmitted a voice, catching his hesitation for a moment, Fu Ling forced out her own demon spirit, and sent it into his mouth through the pressed lips of the two.

"What are you doing..."

"bump!"

Sensing his intention, Yan Xiao struggled fiercely, making a gesture to return the demon spirit to him, Fu Ling pushed him away with the last strength, and the most beautiful smile in his life was raised on his beautiful face: "Sorry, I can't continue to love you Yes, I..."

Losing the demon spirit is tantamount to losing all cultivation, and can no longer maintain a human form, but even the demon fox body is still turning into fly ash little by little.

"No, Fu Ling...Fu Ling..."

Seeing him turn into nothing with his own eyes, Yan Xiao went crazy, rushed up to grab something, but couldn't catch anything, Fu Ling's love was too deep, and he still didn't forget to give him the demon spirit when he died, and never moved. At this moment, the heart that had passed through was torn apart, Yan Xiao didn't know if this was love, the only thing that was certain was that he couldn't accept his death.