"Luo!"

Jie Rulai stared at the pitch-black Da Lei Yin Temple in the distance, and coldly spit out these two words, even the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha and Duobao Rulai could detect that something was wrong, and they couldn't hide the eyes of these two saints, not to mention that the two of them were also one of the earliest saints to become sanctified.

How is he?

Zhun Ti Sage has to have a mess in his mind, impossible, absolutely impossible, there is a Dao Ancestor staring, why does that dare to meddle in the affairs of the Three Realms, and why would he find trouble with their Buddhism, he asked himself and the senior brother has never offended this great power in the slightest, every time they meet, they are treated politely, what is the benefit of him being embarrassed by Buddhism?

With an existence like Luo, the gods and demons under the saint don't even have a chance to come into contact with him, and no matter how unhappy this person is, the two of them never thought that it was the other people of the Buddha who offended him.

"Senior brother, it's not Taishang Laojun, the person behind that six-eared macaque is the Demon Ancestor!" said the Zhun Ti Sage in a cold voice, with a faint hint of fear in his tone.

There is no way not to be afraid, the beings of the Three Realms look at these saints like looking up to the gods, there are ants under the saints, these saints are majestic, and they are indeed driving the common people like chess pieces, but no one knows, in front of Hongjun and other existences, their saints and ants are also the same, let them live, they can live, let them die, they have absolutely no power to resist.

Luo is not Hongjun, not Dao Ancestor, but there is no doubt that he is the power of standing in the same realm as Hongjun, although this lord has been suppressed by Dao Ancestor all the year round, and his strength is not as strong as Dao Ancestor, and he stays in the dojo on weekdays to cultivate, and does not interfere in the mundane affairs of the Three Realms, but after all, it is a character who is higher than their level, and it is an existence that they cannot resist. The saints of these three realms, except for those who became saints late, had all witnessed the battle between Hongjun and Luo in the chaos, and that kind of power and scene was definitely not something they could compete with.

The Buddha still remembers it vividly, but it was just a wisp of escaping aftermath, and he and Zhun Ti joined forces to resist, but they were extremely reluctant, and they were not lightly injured, but it was the aftermath of the battle! In the face of such existence, the performance of these saints is probably not as strong as the performance of the quasi-saints in front of them.

It was precisely knowing Luo's strength that the Zhun Ti Sage was afraid in his heart, he couldn't die, why did that one set his sights on their Buddhism?

"I'm waiting for a while, the matter of this six-eared macaque and the Demon Ancestor, I'm afraid it's not something that you and my senior brothers can manage, for today's plan, I'm afraid I can only wait for the Dao Ancestor to give the decree and see how to deal with it. The Buddha frowned and said in a solemn tone.

The fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and in front of these two masters of the Three Realms, the two of them, including the entire Buddha Gate, were just pond fish.

That strange black light can subdue all the gods and Buddhas of the entire Da Lei Yin Temple in an instant, including the Buddha of the Third World, Guanyin, Medicine Master Liuli Buddha and other quasi-holy existences, as well as the Buddha of Long Ear Dingguang, Manjushri Puxian Bodhisattva and the Great Trend Bodhisattva and other Da Luo Jin Immortals, it stands to reason that such a big movement, coupled with the endless power implied by the black light, when it shocks the entire Three Realms, the power above the Da Luo Jin Immortal has been sensed.

It's just wonderful, except for the two by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the rest of the saints are powerful, but none of them noticed anything different in the Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple, Lao Jun is still alchemy with a black face, Yuan Shi is in the Yuxu Palace to gather all the disciples to preach, and the other saints are also busy with their own work, everything is calm as usual.

No, not all the saints were unaware, there was only one, there was such a crane-haired and childish old Taoist, who looked up in the direction of the Great Lei Yin Temple in the west, and muttered while shaking his head: "That one has been planning for so long, and it is time to bring back this little monkey." ”

In Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun, who seemed to be meditating on a futon, opened his eyes and looked towards Xiniu Hezhou.

This vast desolation, the heavens of the Three Realms, the four continents and the four seas, everything is like a pattern on the palm of his hand, and at the slightest movement, he can clearly perceive that he is the controller of this Heavenly Dao and the guardian of the Flood Desolate Continent.

Of course, Hongjun Dao Ancestor is not omnipotent, after all, this is the world opened up by Pangu, and it is Pangu who is incarnated by his body, even if Hongjun is in charge of the Jade Disc of Creation, in this catastrophe, he can't see the heavenly machine clearly.

On the Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple, the strange black light, the side of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the bitter gourd faces of the two people who received and Zhun Ti, and even the Buddhist monks who were restricted in the black light, all fell in the eyes of Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor's eyes did not have a trace of fluctuation, as if he did not see a great power of the same realm disturbing the Three Realms, he waved his sleeves, and a jade disc with a simple form and mysterious breath appeared in front of him, and the jade plate was intertwined with three thousand avenues, if the person who cultivated was not enough, knew that he would take a look, I am afraid that he would be alive and be supported by this mysterious and extremely mysterious avenue Zhili, the strength is insufficient, some things are not touchable, just like Mo Chen, he got the Donghuang Bell, and he still stares dryly, and he can't use it at all.

On the creation jade disc that represents the Heavenly Dao, there is still a clear distinction between black and white, but the black part is less than one-third, and it seems that these days, the white part has eroded a little black territory. But this whole square jade dish, there are more subtle cracks on it, although it has not yet reached the point of breaking, it is also frightening to look at, not only that, the nearly one-third of the black part is extremely bright, and the pitch-black brilliance is simply more dazzling than the white part.

"The last struggle?" Hongjun said to himself as he shifted his gaze from Xiniu Hezhou to the Creation Jade Plate in front of him.

"It's the last struggle, no matter what, it's my fault, I have to give them a chance, after all, God has the virtue of a good life, and under this desolate heaven, isn't everyone a glimmer of life?"

In the empty hall, a male voice suddenly sounded, and I saw Hongjun Daozu's side, I don't know when a young man with gentle eyebrows came, the young man sat on a futon, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a kind temperament all over his body, and anyone in the world would probably feel extremely pleasing to the eye when he saw him, and he had a good feeling.

It wasn't someone else who came, but it was Demon Ancestor Luo who had just stirred up the wind and rain in Lingshan, but he disturbed the journey to the west, wasn't he afraid that Daozu would trouble him?

Unexpectedly, Dao Ancestor was not surprised by Luo's arrival at all, nor did he look angry at all, but just pointed to the creation jade disc and said, "If Poor Dao doesn't agree, what should you do?"

"It's not me, it's us. Luo emphasized, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, and he continued: "You have the upper hand, what can we do, it is nothing more than the burning of jade." Fupin Chinese