Reincarnation of the Empress: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

She knew that Su Yun must have a special purpose in coming in this time.

"Let's go."

Others also nodded.

"Zi Yan."

Liu Jiu'er called out Xia Ziyan.

"Huh? I...you..."

Seeing Xia Ziyan looking at him, Su Yun asked slightly puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"..."

Xia Ziyan's head was a little messy.

So suddenly, she didn't know how to ask.

Forget it, ask Sister Jiu'er later.

With this thought in mind, Xia Ziyan also followed Liu Jiuer and the others into the ancient gate.

When everyone left, Su Yun looked around and took out the petal.

At this moment, the luster on the petals is also very bright.

He held the petals, but did not enter the ancient gate, but flew for a while and came to the center where the three ancient gates were originally located.

"It should be here..."

Su Yun took a deep breath.

The next moment, the surging power of the heavens was released, and under the blessing of the will of the world, he threw a punch and bombarded the void.

Rumble! ! !

A powerful force shook the space, and then under Su Yun's gaze, a dark abyss crack appeared in front of him.

As soon as this crack appeared, a very familiar aura emerged from it.

And the petals also burst into a ray of light at the same time.

"This is!"

Su Yun's eyes lit up, he stepped out, and his figure merged into the crack.

...

Endless Sea, Shura Palace.

In the magnificent hall hidden in the demonic energy, a figure sat on it, eyes closed slightly.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in the void.

"The devil is dead."

The figure opened his eyes, and there were bursts of dim light in his eyes like abyss.

Although his face was calm, the floating demonic energy around his body vaguely formed an undercurrent and dispersed outward.

"what happened?"

"The battle of the ancient road was beheaded by the people of the Daxia Dynasty. In addition, the four Luohu also all perished, and none of the magic cultivators entered the ancient gate."

The hall was quiet for a moment.

"How is the Buddha?"

"The same is true. The Buddhist son of Sanwu Temple was defeated, and the Buddhist son of Leiyin Temple was beheaded. All of them were done by one person. They were called 'white-robed Rakshasa'. Among the ancient roads, there were heaven-defying figures in the Taoist sect."

After finishing speaking, the voice said again: "Recently, my Demon Sect has been injured one after another. First, the four main hall masters smashed their halberds in the wasteland, and now the devil has also fallen. The door luck will fall into a low ebb 々¨."

"Um..."

After pondering for a moment, the figure slowly said: "Join the Blood Clothes Sect to explore the reaction of the Great Xia Dynasty in the name of the devil being killed."

"..."

"Any thing else?"

"That white-robed Rakshasa is a little concerned."

"The Great Xia Dynasty opened the ancient road ahead of time. I must have made careful preparations this time. Maybe the white-robed Rakshasa is a member of the Dynasty. Let the spies check it out."

...

Western world.

Sanwu Temple, Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall.

In the Buddha's light in the sky, bursts of Sanskrit sounds floated in the air.

The incense is lingering in the hall, and the bodhisattvas sit on the futon, closing their eyes and chanting sutras, just like the ancient times.

In the main hall, there was a figure sitting quietly, the Buddha's light looming on his body, and the brilliant golden light was extremely mysterious, as if it had the power to transform all things.

Living Buddha!