The rainbow that covers the sky shines

Chapter 382 The feud of the holy hegemon

Northern Territory, Holy City.

Miaoyu Temple has successfully transformed from Fengyue Temple to Miaofeng Pavilion, a holy place for practice, and it is also the kind of holy place second only to the imperial clan. Its strength and status are almost completely different from hundreds of years ago!

This is all due to the contemporary holy master An Miaoyi. Most of the holy places in Beidou were created by saints, but she is a contemporary quasi-emperor.

Even in this golden age of shining stars, a quasi-emperor is a master at the pinnacle of the universe.

What's more, she has the support of the emperor, and the whole Beidou can walk sideways.

……

On this day, Miaofeng Pavilion welcomed a special guest.

This is a monk who looks very old. He is a saint and has a circle of Buddha light behind his head.

"What does the ancient Buddha teach here?" the female disciple asked very politely.

Miaoyu Temple used to practice Buddhism for a long time, so the disciples here have a good impression of Buddhism.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Kongwen, come to see the Holy Lord of peace!"

"Gu Buddha, our Holy Master doesn't just meet each other..." the female disciple said with a smile.

The old monk handed out a box: "Please hand over this thing to Holy Master An. If she is still unwilling to see her, the poor monk will leave."

……

An Miaoyi's cultivation talent is not bad, but it's not at the top yet.

Fortunately, with the help of the source of the complete Tao, coupled with the guidance of the Supreme Emperor Feng Jinghong, she has steadily kept up with the pace of the first echelon over the years, and now she has reached the seventh heaven of the quasi-emperor!
An Miaoyi sat in front of the window wearing a light gauze, and the white moonlight shone on her body, adorning her as elegant and charming as a Guanghan fairy.

Looking at the scriptures in the box, her face was filled with embarrassment, and her brows were slightly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Feng Jinghong gently wrapped her arms around her waist from behind.

"He's from the Buddhist sect, and he wants to plead with you through me." An Miaoyi said softly.

"Is it hard to refuse?" Feng Jinghong was curious.

An Miaoyi is a gentle and sensible woman who makes people feel distressed. She never asks for anything.

Now that she showed such a demeanor, it could only be because that person had some unusual relationship.

An Miaoyi sighed lightly: "He is the disciple of that venerable."

In the beginning, Miaoyu Temple was just a romantic place with a little strength, its status in the practice world was very low, and it was oppressed by all parties.

It wasn't until one day that a disciple of Sakyamuni came here to pass on the next "Nirvana Sutra", that their strength gradually developed, and all the holy places dared not insult them lightly.

This is a great grace, it is difficult to shirk!
"A disciple of Sakyamuni..." Feng Jinghong thought for a while and said:

"Since that's the case, then reply to him. That scripture won peace for Miaoyu Temple for 1000 years. Today, the court will give the Buddhist sect peace for a thousand years. From then on, neither will be owed!"

An Miaoyi said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Feng Jinghong raised her chin and asked with a smile, "Thank you?"

……

The old monk left with an unsatisfactory but acceptable result, without entanglement, and did not dare to entangle.

But Feng Jinghong continued to stay at An Miaoyi's place, enjoying the beauty's gratitude and intoxicating her desire.

Until a burst of thunder resounded through the universe, disturbing his elegant mood.

An Miaoyi looked out of the sky in surprise: "What a terrible catastrophe, who is this?"

Feng Jinghong withdrew her gaze: "It's Ye Fan, he wants to complete the Eucharist."

……

Similar to the original plot, when Ye Fan was more than 800 years old, he finally reached the Ninth Heaven of the Emperor Zhun, and he was the first among his peers to reach this level.

Well, except for Feng Jinghong, no one regards him as a contemporary...

The moment he saw the Nine Layers of Immortal Tribulation, Ye Fan was shocked in his heart.

He could see clearly when Feng Jinghong crossed the catastrophe, the power was really terrifying, and he really didn't have much confidence in getting through it safely.

But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, and we can only bite the bullet and push up.

Then Ye Fan was completely heartbroken, and the nine heavenly gods beat him to death with one hand, and his flesh and blood flew all over the place.

If he waited for them to stand up before using their weapons, would he still be alive?
Ye Fan survived in fear for three days, and then he was surprised to find that his Heavenly Tribulation seemed to be different from Feng Jinghong's.

The Nine Heavenly Venerates had no intention of standing up at all, nor did they have the slightest intention to use their weapons.

This discovery made him breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt aggrieved.

As we all know, the strength of the catastrophe corresponds to the combat power and potential of the person who overcomes the catastrophe.

This weakened version of Nine Layers Immortal Tribulation almost told him clearly that his combat power was not as good as Feng Jinghong's, how could he not be angry.

However, there is nothing you can do about it. Heavenly Tribulation doesn't care what you think, and it can be done to whatever extent.

Nine days and nine nights passed, Ye Fan escaped death, and finally survived with difficulty.

The catastrophe had come to an end, and it was basically harmless. He dragged his body so empty that his hands and feet were weak, and sat weakly in the void, intending to swallow some starlight to supplement it.

boom!
A big purple hand suddenly appeared, covering the starry sky, and came with monstrous blood pressure.

Ye Fan shouted angrily and threw his fist to meet him, but at this time he was extremely weak and couldn't stop the long-planned attack, and was beaten to pieces on the spot.

Then the big hand covered it, as if it wanted to grab his flesh and blood, but the movement was a little slow, as if it was guarding against something.

……

"Aren't you going to help him?" An Miaoyi asked.

This is not just her question, but also the question of all creatures in the universe, including the overlord who is attacking and the Supreme in the restricted area.

The appearance of a Dacheng holy body is enough to change the current power structure, and there are definitely not a few who want to kill him.

Now the overlord's attack is a temptation, if Feng Jinghong doesn't stop it, it is very likely that the Tianjiao who will cross the catastrophe will also be threatened by the Supreme.

After all, the road to immortality is about to open, and it is only one less competitor.

For the supreme beings who have already beheaded themselves, the quasi-emperor at the peak of Jiuchongtian is still somewhat threatening. If they go further to prove the way in another way, the threat will be even stronger!
……

Seeing that Ye Fan was about to be robbed, suddenly the terrifying imperial prestige swept across the universe, time and space froze, the avenue wailed, and even the big purple hand was frozen in the space.

Feng Jinghong was in the Big Dipper, and his voice resounded throughout the world: "Do you want to block the way of those who come later?"

A loud and respectful voice came from the ancestor star of the domineering body: "The emperor calms down, we have no intention of targeting the latecomers. This attack is only aimed at the old enemy. This is a personal grudge!"

Feng Jinghong gave a faint "hmm", and then Huang Wei faded away like a tide.

The overlord is overjoyed, the emperor has made his position clear, as long as he doesn't deliberately slaughter the latecomers, he will not care about personal grievances.

Others also understood this, and the Supremes had expected this and were not touched.

Those aspiring emperors breathed a sigh of relief. They don't have a supreme enemy, and their safety in the future is guaranteed.

Only a small number of people are very dissatisfied with this result.

"Master!" Yang Xi yelled unwillingly, wishing he could rush up and take the place of robbery himself.

The big black dog flicked its tail and ran around, dying of anxiety, but there was nothing it could do.

Facing an opponent at the supreme level, all its methods are useless.

……

The big purple hand grabbed it suddenly, but Ye Fan's body was still torn apart. If he was really captured like this, there is no doubt that he would die a miserable death.

But as Emperor Heitian, there is no doubt that Ye Fan would not die so easily.

His primordial spirit roared, and half of the blood-stained mirror suddenly flew out of the remnant body to meet the big hand, and then exploded suddenly.

boom!
The violent explosion destroyed pieces of the Milky Way, the giant hand shattered on the spot, and a muffled groan came from the Overlord Ancestor.

Ye Fan took the opportunity to reorganize his body, broke through a chaotic passage and got in, and disrupted the secret with his last strength.

(End of this chapter)