My brother is so stable

"Alas," Master Yuding sighed deeply, "I don't know whether we will meet each other in battle in the future.

Conferring gods and killing robberies, everything becomes unpredictable.

Looking at the past, this flood has been devastated. "

Zhao Gongming said weakly: "With Junior Brother Chang Geng here, cough, cough, there should be some turning point."

"Yes, yes, yes," Master Taiyi said with a smile, "With Chang Geng around, who can the Dao of Heaven and the Great Calamity win?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Daoist Huang Long urged solemnly, "Chang Geng is doing things for the way of heaven, not against the way of heaven. You let the ancestor listen and misunderstand Junior Brother Chang Geng, what should we do?"

The real Yuding said: "Don't talk about such things anymore, the human race's normal way is man-made, and there is always a third path."

Zhao Gongming sighed softly, sitting in the circle surrounded by the three masters of Chanjiao, he felt full of security.

He said weakly: "If there is a day when the two religions confront each other, we will be merciful."

Reverend Yuding nodded slowly, while Reverend Taiyi was a little disapproving, but felt that someone was investigating this place, so he didn't say anything more.

Zhao Gongming seemed to have noticed it too, and said in a low voice: "Cough, cough, Pindao's injury, we still need to take care of it."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, his faint breath trembling continuously.

Huanglong, Taiyi, and Yuding looked at each other and sat cross-legged around Zhao Gongming.

He couldn't tell whether it was Zhao Gongming who delayed the three of them, or the three of them watched Zhao Gongming.

Because Li Changshou had been deepening and explaining the relationship between some immortals of the two religions before, they were all familiar with each other, and now they were peaceful and harmonious.

But not long after, in the land of Lingshan, the confronting Immortal Shenjie took on a different look.

Zhao Gongming couldn't stop the immortal who interpreted and taught, and the one who stopped teaching received the order of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, using all means and supernatural powers.

Like Lu Yue, who relied on "accumulation" to fight against the prehistoric poison elixir...

Directly dye this place green!

The Western religion has already retreated steadily, and the formations kept losing their positions. When the Chanjiao fairy arrived at Lingshan, the entire Lingshan was flattened, leaving only half of the bare mountain standing on the cracked ground.

The saint dojo is too horrible to look at.

The Lingshan Great Hall is floating in the air, and there are only dozens of wounded old Taoists left in it. At this moment, they are desperately urging a large formation to resist the non-stop attacks around them.

There is a strong power of heaven on this large formation, which has become the only obstacle for Jiejiao to flatten Lingshan.

At the eye of the array, Jizo's figure was a little shallow.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, his eyelids trembled slightly, as if he was enduring great pain, but his face was extremely firm.

Ksitigarbha is already the god of the heavenly sequence, and should not participate in the battle of great religions under the catastrophe.

But he still came back. When he rode Di Ting, he was besieged and killed by Jiejiao, but with the protection of heaven, he rushed into the hall with Diting on his shoulders and saved the last "blood" of Western Cult.

Ksitigarbha knew that he would be targeted badly by that man later on;

But he is a disciple of Lingshan after all, and he can't bear to see his place of origin evaporate like this.

Look at Lingshan.

Green blood stained the earth, what a tragic and spectacular scene!

There are only nine big disciples who were handed down by the sages of the Western religion and whose status is equivalent to that of Ksitigarbha, and each of them is injured. Six of them have damaged their Taoism due to forcible burning of the power of their souls, and even left irreversible Taoism injuries.

Seventy percent of the masters transferred back from the Three Thousand Worlds died in battle, and another twenty percent fled in the chaos.

More than half of the ordinary saint disciples in Lingshan were killed or injured, and more than half of the last dozens of fierce beasts and monsters were killed or injured. At this moment, half of them have hid in the West Sea under the leadership of Taoist Wenjing.

Xianjiao came rushing over, and each of them remained silent, occupying the area on the east side of Lingshan Mountain.

Guang Chengzi shouted: "Please be merciful to my fellow sects! We are both saints and masters, why don't you keep them a bit of incense!"

All the immortals looked at the highest-ranking Jinling in the sect here. The Virgin of the Golden Spirit raised her bare hand, and streams of light receded from the surroundings of the hall, and then lined up behind the Virgin of the Golden Spirit.

The power of thousands of masters is fully unleashed, which makes the teaching side a little bit overwhelmed.

Jin Linggang wanted to ask questions, but heard the voice.

It was Li Changshou who instructed her how to finish it.

The Holy Mother of Jinling's complexion softened a little, she put away her dharma body first, cupped her hands to Guangchengzi, and said:

"Senior Brother Guang Chengzi, did you come here today to explain the teachings in order to share the same hatred with me and the Jie Erjiao, and to destroy Lingshan?

In the main hall here, there are the last batch of remnants of Lingshan, and it is also where half of the disciples of Lingshan are located.

I will pass this credit to Chanjiao because everyone is a Taoist sect, and they have been a family since ancient times, so don't be too polite. "

Guangchengzi: ...

The expressions of the Xianjiao immortals were different, half of them were a little embarrassed, and half of them bowed their heads and remained silent.

Guang Chengzi said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist's words are hidden in the needle, really embarrassing the poor Daoist."

Fairy Qiongxiao sneered: "Listen, Senior Sister, you call me Senior Brother, and people call you fellow Taoist. You regard the Chanjiao as one family, but others see that we are not a family."

As soon as this remark came out, the murderous Immortal Jiejiao immediately raised his eyebrows and almost rushed towards Guang Chengzi.

Right now!

Hearing a soft reprimand from Qiong Xiao's side, the Jiejiao group of immortals stopped and stood there obediently.

"Stop messing around."

Qiong Xiao hurriedly lowered her head with a look of grievance, her small mouth pouted.

It was Yun Xiao who was worried that the two teachers would go to war because of Qiong Xiao's words, so he stood up in time and reprimanded the third sister.

The effect is really good.

On Yunxiao's shoulder, the little bug had disappeared, and it was hiding where it could.

Fairy Yunxiao had already spoken, so she could only take half a step forward and said to Guangchengzi:

"Fellow daoists have come, but I don't know what is the purpose?

Whether it is to protect this person from the West, or to advance and retreat together with me, I would like to ask Brother Guangchengzi to give an explanation. "

Guang Chengzi pondered a few times, and Chi Jingzi who was beside him wanted to speak forward, but Guang Chengzi raised his hand to stop him.