I've become an immortal, so I came to the mixed martial arts chat group?

"I see!"

Baguio understood immediately.

It's not that the underworld doesn't have the power of faith, but it's integrated with the power of reincarnation, so it's not like Mount Sumeru.

To put it simply, Mount Xumi's use of the power of faith is still at the most superficial level, and there is no comparison with her emperor master.

During the discussion between Ye Changfeng and Baguio.

Bystanders couldn't help but gasped when they saw Dongfang Ye split the ocean formed by the power of faith with one blow.

This is Mount Sumeru, which is almost unbreakable.

Dongfang Ye was the Saint King, and he held the Great Saint Weapon in his hand, but he was blocked by a monk with the power of faith.

This can be seen.

The strength of Mount Xumi is so terrifying.

Even if a random monk comes and mobilizes the power of faith, he will still be indestructible.

If it were instigated by the leaders of Mount Sumeru or those old monks who were not born in the world, the power would be unimaginable.

Buddhism is indeed a veteran force in the Eastern Wasteland, and its strength cannot be underestimated.

"Who dares to invade the pure land of Buddhism!"

At the same time, there was a loud shout from above.

Dozens of Buddhist arhats appeared here. They all had golden bodies. The Buddha's light suddenly appeared behind their heads, and the treasures were solemn.

One of the old monks was wearing a cassock, and the sun, moon and stars were shaking.

Just looking at the power, it almost catches up with Ye Changfeng's Eternal Star Tower.

However, in terms of power, they are completely different.

It can only be said that Ye Changfeng is relatively low-key and doesn't have so many flashy things.

The old monk has snow-white eyebrows and wrinkles on his face, but his aura is extremely majestic. At first glance, he looks like a top powerhouse.

"Bald Donkey, hand over my junior brother Huahua, or we will crush your Mount Sumeru."

Ye Tong stared at the monks in Mount Xumi unkindly.

For him, his junior brother is extremely important, and he must not let his junior brother fall into the hands of these disgusting bald donkeys.

What's more, Ye Changfeng and Baguio are here at this time, and the two quasi-emperors are holding the battle. What do they have to worry about?
At worst, he could just take out his immortal weapon and fight up Mount Sumeru.

After all, the most indispensable thing in Ziwei Holy Land is magic weapons, and there are many immortal weapons in it.

I heard that the bracelet that Nannan wears on her hand is still an artifact of the Immortal King. If it doesn't work, you can borrow it and use it.

"That child was born as a son of the Buddha and has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. It is his great blessing to transform him into my Buddha's door."

The old monk replied calmly.

As the reincarnation of Emperor Amitabha, only Mount Sumeru is where he belongs.

The Buddhist magical powers in him belong to Mount Sumeru, and Buddhism only brings people back.

"For kidnapping my junior brother and plotting to use his magical powers, I think you are the great demons in the world."

"In this case, it's useless to talk more, let's just start the war!"

Ye Tong looked embarrassed.

He no longer wanted to talk nonsense with these monks. After all, they were destined to be Buddhists.

As Baguio said before, if we think you are destined to the underworld, we will send you all into reincarnation.

"Bald Donkey, you really won't let my disciple go?"

Ye Fan had a sneer on his face and his murderous intent was revealed.

He looked at Ye Changfeng and Baguio beside him, feeling confident.

No matter what happens today, Huahua must be snatched back. At worst, the power of Ziwei Holy Land will be mobilized.

"This son was born a Buddhist son and has severed the relationship between master and disciple with you."

The old monk said very domineeringly.

Regardless of whether Ye Fan was Huahua's master or not, he wasn't anymore anyway.

How could the reincarnation of Emperor Amitabha become someone else's disciple? He is the future of Buddhism.

"Then don't blame me for letting your Mount Sumeru be stained with blood!"

Ye Fan stared at the old monk above indifferently.

When he came, he had tried to keep a low profile, otherwise he would have invited Jiang Taixu and others over.

Everyone knows that he is from Ziwei Holy Land, and he just came out to found Heavenly Court.

Ziwei Holy Land does not get involved in disputes and only cultivates the appearance of great emperors, but it does not mean that some of them will not come out to help alone.

"Amitabha, the donor is too violent. He needs to cultivate his mind a lot and know how to let go."

The old monk said grandly.

Although the old monk looked compassionate, what he said was actually extremely shameless.

"Think about how righteous the Immortal Monk King was back then. How come Buddhism has become like this?"

Ye Changfeng couldn't help but sigh.

Back then, the Immortal Monk King fought against foreign lands and killed many immortal kings. Unfortunately, he was eventually besieged and died.

Look at today's Buddhism. The abduction of Huahua is a high-sounding statement. Could it be that they learned from Zhunti?

In his impression, Zhunti has always been: Taoist friend and I are destined to the West!
"Immortal Monk King?"

The Black Emperor brought his head closer.

From this name, it is obvious that he is an immortal king, but he should be very different from the Arhats and Buddhas of Mount Sumeru.

"He died fighting with you all back then."

Ye Changfeng sighed.

In the ancient Immortal Era, he could only watch the destruction but was powerless.

This is even the case in the Ancient Era.

Even if he and Shi Hao both became Immortal Emperors, they could not save too many people.

In the battle between Immortal Emperors, there was no way to prevent the aftermath, not to mention that the two of them were only quasi-Immortal Emperors in the beginning.

"Are they the descendants of the Immortal Monk King?"

The Black Emperor asked in confusion.

If they were the descendants of the Immortal Monk King, maybe Ye Changfeng would not take action against them for the sake of the Immortal Monk King.

"I don't know, maybe I just got part of his inheritance."

Ye Changfeng ignored them.

He was not familiar with the Immortal Monk King, and had no friendship at all. He could only admire his righteousness in doing everything for the Immortal Ancient Era.

Every warrior in the Immortal Era is worth remembering. Is it possible that he has to take care of their descendants?
Besides, it's been so many generations. I'm afraid they are no longer direct descendants. At most, they have just received some inheritance. "Brother, these people are so annoying!"

The little girl said in disgust.

She felt that each of these monks appeared to be one thing, but in reality they were doing something completely different.

It's really uncomfortable to think that Huahua was taken away by force, but she acted like she was doing it for his own good.

"Do you think they are annoying?"

"How about brother destroy them all?"

Ye Changfeng's voice was very soft, but it spread to everyone's ears.

Compared to Mount Xumi, Nannan is countless times more important. Ye Changfeng is unambiguous about destroying Mount Xumi for Nannan.

"Donor, you are speaking too loudly."

The old monk on Mount Sumeru no longer looked as compassionate as before, and his entire body turned into a angry-eyed Vajra.

Too embarrassing!

These people don't take Mount Sumeru seriously at all, and they dare to say that they will destroy Mount Sumeru.

"You don't need Master to take action. I will dispatch Yin soldiers and Yin generals to level your Mount Sumeru."

Baguio said coldly.

Her quasi-emperor's aura spread out without hesitation, crushing the old monks and Arhats on Mount Sumeru.

In an instant, the sky and the earth surged, and the quasi-emperor's pressure made the entire Mount Sumeru tremble.

The immeasurable power of faith surrounded many monks to prevent them from turning into powder under this pressure.

A large seal appeared on Baguio's head, which was the Dongyue Emperor Seal, the Nether Immortal Artifact.

Today's Dongyue Emperor's Seal is much more powerful than before, and it can fully give Baguio the fighting power of the Great Emperor.

"A mere Buddhist dares to go against the underworld without knowing whether to live or die."

Ye Tong said coldly.

The reincarnation order of the entire world is in the hands of the underworld.

As the Lord of the Underworld, Baguio can even mobilize more than a dozen emperors to flatten a small Mount Sumeru, which is not an easy task.

"Which force is in the underworld?"

The old monk looked confused.

He had never heard of the underworld.

I do have some impressions of the underworld, but there should be no relationship between the underworld and the underworld.

"Bald Donkey, you are really ignorant."

"All living beings in the world can enter reincarnation. The underworld is the place of reincarnation, and the destination of all living beings after death."

Ye Tong said slowly.

What is Mount Sumeru of Buddhism? Not even the underworld knows about it, it has lost its destiny.

"Are you from the underworld?"

The old monk looked ugly.

If they were from the underworld, they would be in big trouble. The underworld is a restricted area of ​​life.

"The underworld is just a group of demons and demons who try to control reincarnation. I, the underworld, control the reincarnation of the world. How can it be compared to the underworld?"

Baguio said speechlessly.

If Ye Changfeng hadn't said that the Underworld Emperor had some relationship with him, she would have led people to destroy the underworld.

After all, if the underworld touches the underworld, existing in this world is the greatest insult to the underworld.

"What nonsense are you talking to these bald donkeys about? Let these hypocrites be f**ked to death."

Ryoma's violent temper is intolerable at all.

Its voice roared like thunder, making the ears of everyone present numb.

"Let's go straight up and kill them. The emperor has long been unhappy with these bald donkeys."

The Black Emperor also yelled.

Even the little girl hates these bald donkeys. Duoduo's real life has been lost, and their names should be on the reincarnation monument.

If you just offend Ye Fan, there is still a way to survive. If you offend the little girl, you will probably have no peace after death and on the road to rebirth!

Even if Ye Changfeng himself comes, just the dozen or so great emperors from the underworld can come out. Who can stop Mount Sumeru?

"Amitabha, if I can restore peace to the world, the old monk is willing to kill to stop the killing, fall into the Abi Hell, and repent to the Buddha."

The old monk took the name of Buddha, stood on the moral high ground, and described Ye Fan and others as those who provoked the war.

"Idiot, after you fall into hell, you have to repent to the Emperor Fengdu. As for your Buddha, you have to kowtow step by step after you go to hell, so that your sins can be halved on the way to rebirth."

The Black Emperor yelled at the monk from Mount Sumeru.

These old monks are really shameless and they really want to bring all the world to me, the Buddha.

It’s okay to deceive other people, don’t deceive yourself.

"The Black Emperor has awakened?"

"Why do you talk so much like Emperor Cang!"

Ye Changfeng's mouth twitched.

Has this guy awakened into the Black Emperor?

His talk is getting better and better, and he can compete with Emperor Cang. If he pretends to be cool, he can speak clearly and logically.

"Brother, it just loves to talk nonsense."

The little girl didn't look at the Black Emperor. She hugged Ye Changfeng's neck and took stock of the situation.

She was used to it. The Black Emperor kept talking big words and made himself sound very powerful.

The old monk didn't bother to talk nonsense with a dog and a horse. He looked very tasteless.

The old monk muttered words and chanted mantras.

The entire Mount Sumeru immediately became different.

The silver-white holy light gradually turned into gold, and the power of thought was surging and boundless.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion rolled down from Mount Xumi, as if a great emperor was awakening.

At this moment, Ye Fan, Dongfang Ye, Baguio and others were faintly covered.

On Mount Sumeru.

There are even wisps of imperial energy emerging, blending with the power of faith to suppress the imperial weapon in Ye Fan's hands.

The fairy sword in Ye Fan's hand is not extraordinary, it is the killing sword of Lingbao Tianzun.

Only by bringing out something at the emperor level can we compete with Ye Fan's fairy sword. (End of chapter)