The gate of Honglu Temple.

“Buzz…”

A silence of Sanskrit sounded in everyone's minds.

After Du Er came over, the cultivators under the celestial immortals all showed pious expressions on their faces. They wanted to worship him, but they held back. However, the only master of cultivation and the slaughtered down at Du Er on the spot.

Then he recited the scriptures of Sanskrit.

Even Ye Xiu was affected. Although he did not have the idea of ​​worshiping him like others, he also felt like he wanted to get close to the monk: "The Buddhist practice? It has the effect of bgm..."

"As soon as you appear, you put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha, right? This is a bit scary."

"Sect Master, what kind of Thousand Buddha Kingdom is this? It should be the small vassal state in Xihe Niuzhou?" Wang Chengyun gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice to Cao Qingyang.

There is only one holy dynasty!

That is the Holy Tang.

No one can shake this position.

"Well..." Cao Qingyang nodded, replied perfunctorily, and no longer paid attention to him. Instead, he turned around and looked at Ye Xiu, reminding him with a serious expression, "Elder Ye, when you encounter this old bald donkey, you have to be more careful. He is the king of Xihe Qian Buddha Kingdom. His best method is to deceive people's hearts, such as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha, it is said that it can distort a person's mind and convert to Buddhism. Anyway, it is very evil."

"Also... is there really such a thing?" Ye Xiu was stunned and looked at Cao Qingyang in a daze. However, with his meager knowledge point that was not even in tune with the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, he really couldn't understand. The relationship between the Holy Emperor and the monk did not seem to be very harmonious.

He was still pondering what kind of relationship was between the Holy Tang and the Spirit Mountain, and the Holy Emperor, who had not yet revealed his face in the imperial city, snorted coldly, and instantly interrupted the chanting of the Sanskrit in everyone's mind.

There is no influence of Sanskrit!

These cultivators at the Nascent Soul Realm all breathed a sigh of relief, while those servants who had kneeled down and had been pious for a long time were full of confusion.

"Du Er, are you going to save my people in Chang'an City?"

The voice of the Holy Emperor slowly rang: "Or I would give up the position of the Holy Tang Emperor to you?"

"Your Majesty's words are so heavy..." Du E smiled a few times, calmly calmly retracted the artistic conception on his body, and the fear in his heart became a little heavier.

"I want to kill this old loach, are you here to help it?" the Holy Emperor asked lightly.

The face of the demon king changed suddenly. When he heard his word "kill", the scales on his body also stood up. Due, who was standing beside him, was not much better. He frowned and said in a frown, saying, "Saint Emperor, I and the Great Sage of Fuhai are coming to join forces with sincerity to find you people from the Holy Tang to plan for the great treasure..."

"I remember, you have also achieved cultivation in the Golden Immortal Realm, right?" The Holy Emperor said lightly.

Swish!

After hearing the Holy Emperor's words, Du'er's pupils suddenly shrank, and even his fists were clenched tightly. Sure enough, before he could speak, the other party confirmed his guess: "King Yingxian, what were the rules I set at the beginning?"

"Not the true immortal of the Holy Tang Dynasty, he will not be allowed to enter Chang'an, otherwise he will be killed without mercy." Chen Jingxuan said loudly.

"You also have a chance to have ten breaths." The Holy Emperor said slowly, "Give me a reason not to kill you."

"The Chaos Realm is about to open." Du E gritted his teeth and said with a pale face.

"What's up to me?"

"The treasure of the demon master..." Du Nan was anxious and said with a sweat on his head.

"I don't care about that Kunpeng thing."
Chapter completed!