Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

After a moment, Vulture Peak was already in sight.

Su Jie stood on the top of the tallest building, the Dayiyun Palace, in the Chiyao Immortal Palace, looking towards the Lingjiu Mountain with deep eyes.

There are thousands of pagodas on the mountain, 84,000 Buddhist temples stacked up according to the mountain terrain, and the Hall of Eight Hundred Arhats shining like fireflies.

The towering peak is hidden in the clouds, the glazed tiles on the golden roof of the ancient temple reflect the colorful Buddha light, and the sandalwood smoke rising from the bronze incense burner turns into a coiled dragon and lingers around the Buddhist temple.

On the mountainside, a hundred-foot-tall golden statue of Sakyamuni Buddha lowers its eyes with compassion. The seven-treasure lotus pedestal in its palm receives the sweet spring water from the earth. The waterfall falls into the deep pool, stirring up countless rainbow lights.

At the top of Vulture Peak, there is a holy Bodhi tree whose roots reach deep into the earth and the void, absorbing massive amounts of spiritual energy.

Nine-colored precious light condensed between the wrinkled bark of the twisted branches, and each golden leaf had a faint glow in its veins, as if millions of eternal lamps were suspended in the void.

"Lingjiu Mountain, what a magnificent view!"

Su Jie stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Lingjiu Mountain.

Behind Su Jie, thousands of monks formed a huge military formation.

"Fortunately, this place will be mine soon."

Su Jie raised a cold smile, waved his hand, and shouted, "Beat the drums, and destroy the lair of these bald donkeys."

As soon as he finished speaking, thirty-six Kui-skin war drums vibrated at the same time.

The tall and physically tough disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Sect beat the war drums shirtless, and the roar of the drums resounded through the sky.

Su Jie was observing Lingjiu Mountain, and Lingjiu Mountain also discovered the existence of Chiyao Immortal Palace.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

On Mount Vulture Peak, several Arhat monks struck the Buddhist bell with all their might, and waves of Sanskrit sounds spread out, shaking the entire Mount Vulture Peak.

One hundred thousand monks and bhikkhus looked up and saw the Chiyao Fairy Palace approaching with might like a mountain.

The sea of ​​clouds was pushed away layer by layer, and a red-gold crack appeared in the sky. The Chiyao Immortal Palace crushed the flowing clouds and slowly descended.

However, the entire Chiyao Immortal Palace was made up of 12.8 million Chixiao Fire-patterned Stones. Each Chixiao Fire-patterned Stone was swallowing and exhaling clouds, burning the sea of ​​clouds within a hundred miles into crimson red.

On the sundial in the shape of a three-legged golden crow, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. A ferocious thousand-armed centipede crouched on his left shoulder. His eyes were as sharp as lightning and were chilling.

Tens of thousands of powerful monks stood behind this man, and the battle flags fluttered in the wind.

There were sword cultivators from the Golden Sword Sect who were emitting sword beams and merging their bodies with swords. The flying swords circled and danced in the sky, cutting the sea of ​​clouds into pieces.

There were monks from the Fire Cloud Palace crossing the void. Wherever they passed, flames ignited the void and the fire continued to spread.

In addition, there were groups of demons from Chongzhou standing ferociously, black crows flying, the Nether Fire Bone Banner waving, and thousands of ghosts roaring out.

Many Tantric Buddhist disciples turned pale. As overlords of the Western Regions, they had never imagined that one day they would be beaten to Vulture Peak.

"Amitabha, Mr. Su, do you really want to fight to the death with us, the Tantric Buddhists?"

A Sanskrit sound was heard, and Batugu appeared at the crown of the holy Bodhi tree.

He put his hands together, wanting to shake hands and make peace, and even changed the way he addressed Su Jie from "devil" to "Su benefactor".

"A desperate struggle? You, a stray dog, are qualified to say that. Didn't you say you would suppress and kill me before the gate of Guiling Palace?
Now you want to make peace. You really have a good plan.

You started the war, but I have the final say on when it ends."

Su Jie sneered twice. Batu Gu wanted to stop the war at this time, which was undoubtedly ridiculous in Su Jie's view.

"Amitabha, I had some misunderstandings about Su Shi before. I thought Su Shi had resentment in his heart, but who doesn't have difficulties in this vast sea of ​​people? Who among all living beings doesn't suffer?

The tenet of our Tantric Buddhism is 'be careful not to hurt the lives of ants when sweeping the floor, and be careful not to hurt the moths that fly under the lamp'. When a war breaks out, the only ones who suffer are countless monks.

As the saying goes, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one, and it is better to take a long-term view of things. Mr. Su might as well think about it carefully. If our two religions shake hands and make peace, there will definitely be opportunities for cooperation.

Now that the Dali Dynasty is about to collapse, if we work together, we may be able to establish a new territory and lead our respective sects to greater heights and further. "

Batu Gu was still fighting. He knew that he was no match for Su Jie and that a ceasefire would be the best.

"Haha, old bald donkey, you and I are fighting each other. Wait until I take off your head and draw your soul into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Then I will have plenty of time to listen to your Zen insights."

Su Jie laughed wildly, and his domineering and arrogant smile made Batu Gu's face turn black in an instant.

"Demon, you are too deeply possessed by the devil and too vicious."

Batugu gnashed his teeth, and seeing that Su Jie was going to destroy his lair, he no longer addressed Su Jie respectfully, and directly cursed and swore, "If we start a war, you may not be able to kill all of us Tantric Buddhists before your spiritual power is exhausted."

"To know whether it can kill or not, you can try it with your Tantric Buddhism and you will know."

As soon as Su Jie finished speaking, the corona of the three-legged golden crow under his feet suddenly spread its wings and flew into the air, transforming into a highly concentrated flame spiritual power.

The thousands of high-quality spirit stones stored in the formation were consumed in an instant, forming a terrifying breath of fire.

At the same time, Su Jie also pressed down with his palm suddenly, and the power of the five elements in his palm quickly gathered together, forming a huge palm print with a diameter of one kilometer and a gathering of five-colored flowing spiritual power.

Five Elements Demon-Suppressing Mahamudra!
The Thousand-Handed Centipede also jumped up from Su Jie's shoulder, restored its original three-kilometer-long body, and displayed its Dao biological body. Its huge body was like a mountain, and its tail smashed down directly.
The three attacked in perfect sync and rushed towards Lingjiu Mountain at the same time.

Buzz!

On Mount Lingjiu, the mountain protection formation, the Taizang Treasure Realm, immediately started to operate. The Buddha's light filled the sky and enveloped the entire Mount Lingjiu, vaguely forming a giant Vajra Buddha.

Rumble!
When the flaming breath, the Five Elements Demon-Suppressing Handprint and the Thousand-Armed Centipede smashed into the Taizang Treasure Realm formation, the formation immediately shook violently and the phantom body of the Vajra Buddha twisted.

Su Jie's cultivation in the middle stage of Purple Mansion, coupled with the full-strength attack of Chiyao Immortal Palace and the smash of the Thousand-Armed Centipede's body as a great biological being, was extremely powerful.

If he continues to attack like this, it won’t take long for Su Jie to break through this mountain protection formation.

But at this moment, the holy Bodhi tree on the top of Vulture Peak suddenly moved.

The holy Bodhi tree, which was dozens of feet in size, burst out with nine-colored light, and its golden-veined leaves fluttered in the wind. The Vulture Peak, which had been shaking continuously, suddenly stabilized and the mountain no longer shook.

"It is the holy Bodhi tree, the most precious treasure of Tantric Buddhism. This innate spiritual object can bless the protection of the Taizang treasure world."

Qin Yuchang, who was most familiar with Tantric Buddhism, spoke up and pointed out the problem.

"Good baby, this opportunity treasure should belong to me."

Su Jie raised his eyebrows and looked at the holy Bodhi tree on the top of Vulture Peak.

This is a complete innate spiritual plant. In comparison, although Su Jie's ninth-grade holy lotus is not bad, it currently only has seven lotus leaves, not the complete nine-leaf lotus. "Demon, my Tantric Buddhism has hundreds of years of heritage, how can you break it."

Batu Gu activated the Holy Bodhi Tree, and his originally nervous expression had completely disappeared.

Instead, he had a majestic appearance, and he was obviously very confident in the role of the holy Bodhi tree.

Su Jie patted the Thousand-Armed Centipede and took out the Blue Luan and Red Dragon Fan and the Green Wave Umbrella.

When the Qingluan and Chijiao fan were waved, the Chijiao and Qingluan intertwined and flew up, the fan animated the divine fire, magma erupted, and the earth turned into a flowing magma lake like a red-hot iron block.

When the Umbrella of Raging Green Waves turned, the green waves engraved on the umbrella surface turned from virtual to real, raising nine layers of green sea waves, and the height of the tsunami reached the halfway point of Lingjiu Mountain.

At the same time, Su Jie himself used the Blood Sea Devouring Demonic Art, and the boundless sea of ​​blood spread to the end of the vision, forming a terrifying blood sea wave crest that covered the sky and the sun.

Combined with the attacks from the Chiyao Immortal Palace and the Thousand-Armed Centipede, a natural disaster occurred that seemed to be about to shatter Lingjiu Mountain.

"Buddha bless you."

"Woo woo, I haven't lived enough!"

"Amitabha, it's time to reincarnate!"

On Mount Vulture Peak, countless monks and bhikkhus had looks of fear and despair.

In the face of this devastating natural disaster, I felt like an ant, weak and helpless, and could only wait for the judgment of the natural disaster.

When the natural disaster caused by Sujie swept to Vulture Peak, the nine-colored light of the Holy Bodhi Tree pierced through the clouds, and the massive spiritual power absorbed from the void by its roots evaporated into purple-gold mist.

There are also large sections of main roots that penetrate deep into Lingjiu Mountain and connect with the underground spiritual veins, stabilizing the entire mountain and causing the strength of the Taizang Treasure Realm's mountain protection formation to soar.

Bang!
Under the bombardment of flames, blue waves, and sea of ​​blood, as well as the accompanying attacks of the Thousand-Armed Centipede and the Red Glory Immortal Palace, the entire Taizang Treasure World began to shake.

But it was just shaking, and it was still far from being broken.

Because of the existence of the Holy Bodhi Tree, the tree crown was like a dome, nine-colored precious light rotated endlessly, and the branches were filled with golden light. The blessed Vulture Peak was like a stabilizing force in the midst of a tsunami, firmly resisting Su Jie's attack.

"Survived... survived."

"That devil didn't succeed. Our Tantric Buddhism is indeed the strongest."

"Haha, with the abbot and the Holy Bodhi Tree here, this devil won't be able to break into our Vulture Peak and start a massacre."

Seeing that Su Jie's attack had failed, the 100,000 monks on Mount Vulture Peak all showed expressions of relief as if they had survived a calamity and were overjoyed.

The originally hopeless mood turned into a surge in morale as the light of the holy Bodhi tree enveloped them.

"Demon, stop wasting time. The Holy Bodhi Tree is a treasure that I have learned from you. It will last for thousands of years. How can a demon like you break it?"

A smile appeared on Batugu's face. The reason why he returned to Vulture Peak was because he had the precious treasure, the Holy Bodhi Tree, in his hand.

Otherwise, facing Su Jie's threat, he would even abandon his old nest and hide in a remote place.

"It seems that it is still a little bit off."

Su Jie also felt the difficulty of the Holy Bodhi Tree. Once this innate spiritual creature becomes a complete form, it is really not to be underestimated. Su Jie couldn't help but covet this Holy Bodhi Tree even more.

"Demon, why don't you withdraw your troops quickly? If you delay any longer, your lair will be empty. The Dali royal family will not remain indifferent. They may be sending troops to besiege you now. I might as well tell you that this time the Dali royal family and our Tantric Buddhism have joined forces to eliminate you, the demon."

Batugu was bewitched. He was not afraid that Su Jie would break into Lingjiu Mountain, but he also did not have the courage to go out and leave the Taizang Treasure Realm to fight Su Jie. The previous fight had already made Batugu feel timid.

It would be best if Su Jie could be persuaded to leave directly. Otherwise, if Su Jie keeps blocking the door, it will not be easy for their Tantric Buddhism.

Qin Yuchang pursed her lips tightly and looked at Su Jie beside her.

Although she really wanted to witness the demise of Tantric Buddhism with her own eyes, it was Su Jie who made the decision. Moreover, the protection of the mountain protection formation, the Taizang Treasure Realm, and the Holy Bodhi Tree were too exaggerated. Not even Su Jie could get in, let alone the monks like them.

"Bald donkey, since you are so anxious to go to hell, I will grant your wish."

Su Jie looked at the Holy Bodhi Tree and said to the person behind him: "Where is the Puppet Hall? All nuclear weapons are activated and they will explode."

"As ordered."

Zhu Changqi, the leader of the Puppet Hall, was excited as he could finally play with this secret weapon again.

Soon, at the Chiyao Immortal Palace, the missile launch vehicles were debugged one after another. As the missile launch tubes were erected straight and ignited, thick smoke and flames gushed out, and hundreds of white missiles took off into the air.

"What the hell."

When Batugu saw the white projectile flying towards him, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

"I'm the best at beating turtle shells."

A cruel smile appeared on Su Jie's lips. Although it was difficult for the ultimate weapon, the nuclear bomb from Blue Star, to hit a real master, those monks who could burrow underground or fly at hypersonic speed had too many ways to flexibly avoid the death zone at the center of the nuclear explosion.

But people can hide, but the mountain protection formation is fixed, so this kind of place is a sitting duck.

As a large number of nuclear bombs approached the Taizang Treasure Realm, their bodies split into more warheads and fell at hypersonic speeds.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
A series of explosions resounded through the sky, and the dazzling light made it almost impossible to open one's eyes. It seemed as if countless suns rose on the earth at the same time, and the expanding mushroom clouds were like cells left behind by the devil, devouring all life on earth.

As multiple nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, infinite light and heat superimposed on each other, and unparalleled shock waves and high temperatures raged, dyeing the sky and the earth with the color of destruction.

The branches of the holy Bodhi tree swayed violently, leaves fell everywhere, and the nine-colored precious light was running at full power.

But there were too many nuclear bombs falling, and the Buddha's Light Array in the Taizang Treasure Realm was like a cloud that was blown away. Even with the blessing of the Holy Bodhi Tree, it could not withstand the detonation of such a large number of nuclear weapons.

In Tantric Buddhism, the stupas are like building blocks pushed over by children, crumbling and shattering under the shock wave.

The bronze Buddhist tripod turned into flowing molten iron under the high temperature, the water in the Eight Treasures Lotus Pond was evaporated, and the statues of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas collapsed, as if they were turned into powder after being touched and hammered thousands of times.

Not to mention the monks and bhikkhus in Tantric Buddhism, there was no struggle or screaming. In the nuclear explosion, the bodies of many monks instantly turned into ashes, leaving only a human-shaped black shadow on the ground.

Even the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm were overshadowed by such a terrifying attack.

Many people were unable to dodge and their bodies were torn apart and ignited. The protective aura could withstand the shock wave of one nuclear explosion, but not multiple ones, because the number of nuclear bombs detonated was too large.

Only those high monks at the Daotai realm managed to escape the disaster by escaping underground or quickly hiding under the sacred Bodhi tree, but many of them still suffered injuries of varying degrees.

Under such a shocking and intensive nuclear explosion attack, only one out of a hundred thousand monks in the entire Tantric Buddhism survived, which was extremely miserable. (End of this chapter)