Hazy moonlight, shining down from the moon hanging upside down in the sky.

and the blurred night, entangled, like a melancholy fog,

Wasteland, in an ancient temple.

This moment is long gone, and there were only a few people at the beginning.

Nowadays, most of the ancient temples have been occupied by all kinds of people.

To describe it in a sentence from Yang Qifeng, that is, all kinds of demons and monsters appeared one by one.

Demons dancing, monsters, demons, Terran Taoists, monks,

That's everything, and at a cursory glance, there are about dozens of people.

In terms of the number of people, there is not much difference between it and when Yang Qifeng first came, but the appearance and style are the two extremes.

Those dozens of cavalrymen, at first glance, look like minions, the same costumes, the same costumes.

Mass-produced goods, is there too much, and they are definitely not precious.

And the dozens of people in front of them are dressed differently, even if they are all Taoist priests, and the Taoist robes on their bodies also have their own characteristics.

The strength of these dozens of people is not weak.

The weakest is the Yuanshen period, and the strong one is the thunder tribulation period, but there are no immortals.

This somewhat relieved Yang Qifeng in his heart, if there were immortals, Yang Qifeng might not be able to guarantee that he would continue to stay instead of choosing to leave.

The night passed slowly.

The blurry night began to fade slowly, and the rising sun that was born from the horizon exuded ten thousand rays of light, dispelling the night.

The sunlight slowly shone into the ancient temple.

But it made the originally leisurely crowd begin to be vigilant.

Yang Qifeng also felt a tense atmosphere, and he stood up from the ground.

A pair of eyes glanced at the ancient temple, and the main objects he observed were the red-robed woman and the few strong black men.

Among the people in the ancient temple, only these few are the strongest.

On the contrary, Yang Qifeng was not inconspicuous at all, among the dozens of primordial gods and thunder tribulations, he was very ordinary.

"On the eighth day of the third month, the Buddha Emperor is coming!"

"A thousand years of waiting, this is the moment!" a youkai muttered with a fiery look in his eyes and a low mob in his mouth.

"Buddha Emperor, bullshit, you believe that," a demon man said sarcastically.

The voice of sarcasm was endless, and Yang Qifeng listened to it in his ears, and he carefully based on this information, analyst.

He recalled all the myths and legends in his mind, and even searched for the inheritance of the Dry Blue Demon God.

I still haven't found any information about the Buddha Emperor.

Buddha Emperor, such an arrogant title, Yang Qifeng doesn't know, who dares to call it so.

In this mythical world, the rules of heaven and earth are tight.

The title, that's not called for nothing.

Some of the titles are all heavenly karma,

Heaven and earth recognize, power blessing.

If your strength is not strong and your realm is not high, you call yourself the Emperor of Heaven and become a Buddha and an ancestor, then there is no big problem, but with the increase of strength, your connection with heaven and earth begins to become closer.

Some rules are starting to manifest in you.

The stronger the strength, the reverence for heaven and earth, this is what is said.

In heaven and earth, some honorific names have cause and effect.

He dared to call himself the Buddha Emperor, how much was involved, and those few people had to be implicated, cause and effect were added, and it was difficult not to die.

Yang Qifeng didn't see that this person who called himself the Buddha Emperor had any possibility of living.

If you just talk about it, it is not connected with the karma, and it cannot be recognized by heaven and earth, although there are future troubles, but it is not without a solution, as long as you pay the price and repay the cause and effect.

Obviously, this title is too arrogant. ，

You don't care about the luck that is broken, you don't care about the backlash of heaven and earth, but you have to care, those ancient Buddhas, Buddhas.

You are called the Buddha Emperor, where do you put them?

Instantly in his heart, Yang Qifeng came up with a lot of ideas,

He subconsciously looked towards the statue again.

Originally, he thought that it was the statue of Maitreya Buddha, but according to the words of those people, it was obvious that it was not what he imagined.

It was certainly not Maitreya Buddha, but the Buddha Emperor.

Yang Qifeng took a closer look, wanting to find the difference.

But in the end, Yang Qifeng wants to admit that he has no research on Buddha statues, and he can't recognize them at all.

"Fellow Daoists, get ready?"

"A thousand years of waiting, right now,"

The cold words resounded in the ancient temple, and Yang Qifeng looked at the source of the voice and already saw the person who spoke.

It was the snake demon who came after the black strong man, looking at the other party's handsome, but with a sinister face, Yang Qifeng sneered on his face.

Snake, yin.

Snake demons, generally cold, carry forward the talent in their bones, lurking, pounce, and kill with one blow.

This snake demon's reminder, obviously, did not get the response it deserved, and no one regarded him as a good intention, but suspected that he had a plan.

The scene fell silent for a moment, and no one answered.

The basilisk sneered and didn't continue to speak.

The scene was cold, and about a quarter of an hour later, a golden Buddha light emanated from the big Buddha in the center of the three statues.

Big Buddha, this is Yang Qifeng's title,

As for whether it was Maitreya Buddha or Buddha Emperor, he was not sure, and only called it the Great Buddha.

"The Buddha's light is pure, and the Buddha Emperor is not an evil demon called a Buddha,"

Watching the Buddha's light flicker, it began to diffuse, and a Buddha's light channel appeared out of thin air.

One side stands in the ancient temple, and the other side plunges into the void.

"This is the small world," Yang Qifeng instantly shifted his attention from the pure Buddha light to the end of this passage.

The small world and the big world are connected, and their relationship is like the relationship between the mother and the child.

The offspring is connected to the mother, but although it is connected, if you want to go to the small world, you must open up a passage to be able to get there.

"The small world is open, goodbye fellow Daoists?" The snake demon showed a bright smile, the snake letter gently licked the corners of his mouth, and the voice of swallowing, combined with the cold smile, made people feel chills in their hearts.

No matter how the snake demon moved, a demonic wind flashed.

His whole person threw himself into the Buddha's light, and the Buddha's light flashed, and the snake demon disappeared.

With the movement of the snake demon, the others showed their magical powers, stepped into the Buddha's light, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng also followed in.

The Buddha's light was entangled, like a rope, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, tying Yang Qifeng's whole body.

In a trance, he only felt that his body was tight, he flickered, and he had disappeared into the ancient temple.

As soon as Pu appeared, he showed a look of surprise and some horror on his face.