Above the sea of ​​blood, Zhunti led two Western leaders, a saint, Houtu, and two great masters, Styx and Kong Xuan, can be said to be the largest lineup after the Battle of the Gods on the prehistoric land, and it is extremely powerful. Originally, Zhunti and Huiyin had a slight advantage in the two-on-two scene, but the addition of Kong Xuan completely disrupted their rhythm. Therefore, Zhunti was the boss's displeasure in this regard.

Seeing the fat meat in front of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was about to be eaten, but Cheng Yaojin, who came out halfway, made him feel a little difficult to move forward and retreat. The most important thing was that he didn't know if Cheng Yaojin just happened to pass by or if there was a powerful force behind him. For the uncle behind Kong Xuan, Zhunti could be said to be extremely afraid and extremely afraid of the extremely fearful uncle.

If there are still people respected by Zhunti in the prehistoric world, there are only two, one is his senior brother's guide, and the other is his teacher Hongjun Daozu. If there are only one terrifying person in the prehistoric world who dare not even mention Zhunti, there is only one, that is the Qingyang Daozu who sleeps on Qingyang Island.

When he heard Kong Xuan claiming to be poor, Zhunti had already understood and even felt a little desperate. Although he knew that Kong Xuan and Duobao had other intentions to form Hinayana Buddhism, in his heart, Zhunti still wanted to pull these two people from Xuanmen Taoism. He should know that in this prehistoric world, there are few who have the cultivation of these two people. Therefore, Zhunti has been working hard, hoping to influence these two people with his three-inch lotus tongue and the Buddhist teachings in his mind.

But today, Kong Xuan called himself a man of poor deity, and Cundi already knew that the minds of these two people were more firmer than he thought. But it was true that people with such cultivation could easily be shaken by a few words.

Shaking his head helplessly, Cunti's extremely huge head lowered, his eyes gazing at the sea of ​​blood that had calmed down under his feet. The Asura clan and Buddhist disciples above the sea of ​​blood looked at these upper-level figures with an incomprehensible expression. After all, in this world where strength is respected, only those with power in the upper-level can determine the lives of these ants.

Silence, quiet, contemplate, ponder.

The sea of ​​blood was a golden cassock blowing through Zhunti's cold wind. The cuffs of the cassock swayed in the wind, as if they were lonely geese, and they could not find their way to return to the south. I don't know how long it took, Zhunti then raised his head and asked, "Peacock, the Great Ming King Bodhisattva, have you never regarded yourself as a Buddhist?"

Kong Xuan smiled contemptuously and brushed his sleeves. The depth of the corners of his mouth began to look like a person, playing, teasing, contempt and disdainful. It was just that what made it difficult for Guizhi to understand was where Kong Xuan's confidence came from. Kong Xuan snorted coldly and said, "Buddhist? Why did I join Hinayana Buddhism? You naturally know, why should you ask again?"

At that time, Chen Yuyang called on the same origin of Buddhism and established Hinayana Buddhism to divide the fortune of Mahayana Buddhism. Although Buddhism is booming now, some of them are actually relying on the fortune of Taoism. Kong Xuan, the Buddha Mother of Hinayana Buddhism and the Bodhisattva of the Ming Dynasty, had too much helplessness and grievance when he joined the Buddhist sect. However, the teacher's destiny should not be violated, and the destiny of heaven should not be violated.

Now Cundi mentioned Hinayana Buddhism again, but it aroused Kong Xuan's anger.

The cold wind on the sea of ​​blood blew over again, as if even the ancestors on the sea of ​​blood stycoons had never felt the wind on the sea of ​​blood. It turned out to be so cold, and there was a feeling of coldness in their hearts. Subconsciously, they held the two swords of Abi Yuantu in their hands tightly, but their arms were still trembling, and the sweat at the corners of their eyes was as big as soybeans, ticking in the filthy sea of ​​blood. He felt a very bad feeling in his heart, that was the sea of ​​blood. His home, which had lived for many years, was about to face a shocking battle.

Although this battle is not as refreshing as the battle of the saints, this battle that is about to break out on the sea of ​​blood will definitely be recorded in history and become another legend and myth on the vast land. It is undeniable that the feeling of the Styx is correct, and it is beyond imagination.

After breathing heavily, Zhunti regained his calm state. He looked at the handsome man in white long gown from afar and chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, you just said that you should understand cause and effect, and to ask for advice on what cause and effect it is, you must finish it on the sea of ​​blood?"

In fact, this kind of question is just taking off his pants and farting, which is a waste of time. Because of the unfathomable nature of the most saint in the way of heaven, how could he not know what Kong Xuan was referring to? Zhunti was just pretending to be unknown at this moment. He still wanted to escape from the bottom of his heart and escape from anything related to the terrifying man, including Kong Xuan.

However, Zhunti's question also sent a signal to Kong Xuan, that is, to show weakness. It was just that under the laws of heaven, one drink and one peck, and the cycle of cause and effect was an inevitable thing. Behind Kong Xuan's snow-white clothes, five rays of light suddenly surged out, and the peacock wings suddenly attacked, bursting out with amazing power.

The handsome face even smile began to become ferocious and distorted, and he sneered: "Since fellow Zhunti can't remember, then I will remind you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Xuan was full of divine light. You should know that the legendary Kong Xuan was already the first person under the saints of the prehistoric world. Wherever the five-colored divine light passed, he could do everything except the saints. However, this time Kong Xuan's move was beyond everyone's expectations, and he swept everything with a power that the saint could not predict.

The five-colored divine light shone on the sea of ​​blood, and Zhunti led the Houtu Styx River and began to tremble. They felt something beyond the realm. Uncontrolled, sweeping everything over the sea of ​​blood like a hurricane. The red, orange, yellow, green and green light swept across the faces of the four people, stirring up a buzzing sound.

Palpitations, heartbeats, palpitations, and all kinds of inexplicable emotions began to surge in the hearts of the four people.

Fortunately, Kong Xuan's move was a little shocking and did not attack Cundi directly. He just targeted the Asura clan on the sea of ​​blood and the thousands of creatures on the sea of ​​blood. This naturally included the thousands of Buddha soldiers on the sea of ​​blood. When the five-colored divine light brushed over, the entire sea of ​​blood became pure.

There is no killing, no roar, no filth or stench, all that is left is a clear sky.

Zhunti raised his eyes angrily and said coldly: "Fellow Taoist Kong Xuan, what does this mean?"

Kong Xuan smiled playfully and replied as if nothing had happened: "It's too noisy here. I just let these people go back to where they should go. Don't make noise here, which will ruin my mood. Do fellow Zhunti have any opinions? If there is any, just say it out, I will go on!" hf();
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