"You are the little white dragon, the master has already explained, you can go in directly!" Xiao Shani welcomed the little white dragon in, then stretched out his head to look left and right, and immediately closed the door.

In the courtyard of the temple.

One by one, the monks are sitting on the ground, fascinated, closing their eyes, their souls flying out of the sky, and in front of them, a monk is sitting on the scripture platform and is lecturing for the monks.

The entire White Horse Temple is shrouded in the sound of Buddha, as if walking into the country of Buddha.

The little white dragon suppressed the irritability in his heart, and now what he hates the most is the Buddha, standing quietly under the stage, looking like he is listening to Tang Seng's lectures, but in fact he is wandering out of the world.

Qinglong taught the little white dragon a dragon technique, which made the little white dragon excited for a few days without closing his eyes.

The decline of the dragon clan is largely caused by the lack of dragon clan exercises, and without inheritance techniques, it is difficult to cultivate to the five-clawed golden dragon realm.

Now the entire dragon clan in the fairy world does not even have a five-clawed golden dragon, and even the dragon clan patriarch Ao Guang is only a four-clawed golden dragon.

Don't look at this difference, but there is a world of difference.

Tang Seng's lecture was more than an hour, almost a golden lotus surging from the ground, and golden light falling from the sky.

"Little White Dragon, how is it?" Tang Seng was very concerned about the situation on Little White Dragon's side, and couldn't wait to ask.

Xiao Bailong smiled faintly and said in a deep voice: "Master rest assured, that Yi Han has been subdued by me, and now the Buddha Destroying Order has been withdrawn......"

Tang Seng did not have the slightest doubt, he was convinced of Xiao Bailong's words, nodded with satisfaction, and the stone in his heart finally fell, "Okay, good, you can rest assured that you are a teacher like this!"

In the following days, Tang Seng lived an extremely comfortable life, preaching the scriptures for the monks every day, promoting Buddhism, and basically nothing happened.

And so it went for another half a month.

Leng Que Peak.

Several figures stood quietly at the top of the peak, "The plan can begin, are you ready?"

"Everything is ready, just wait for the people of the Buddha Gate to come!" The killing intent of the green dragon boiled, and the monstrous dragon power was released from his body.

For Buddhism, Qinglong hated it to the bone, and the dignified dragon clan was actually captured by the other party as a pet, and its name was called Babu Tianlong, which was even more ruthless than killing his father and wife.

Yi Han said: "Okay, tell Xiao Bailong to act according to the plan!"

White Horse Temple, Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Little White Dragon, why did I hear that there are still temples that have been closed, and some monks have been driven away or even killed, doesn't it mean that Yi Han has already returned to my Buddha?"

In recent days, some fugitive monks have poured into the White Horse Temple for several days, and they have brought news that the Great Song Dynasty is still destroying Buddha!

Tang Seng was very surprised when he heard the news at first, didn't he say that Yi Han had already surrendered? Could it be that Yi Han repented again, or was it other reasons, so there was the current scene, Tang Seng questioned the little white dragon.

Xiao Bailong seemed to have expected it, looked at Tang Seng and said, "Master, this is the last time I call you that......

Tang Seng was confused, and he didn't know why the little white dragon suddenly came up with this sentence, which was inexplicable.

I only heard the little white dragon continue: "From now on, you and I are strangers, enemies, only you live and die, and there is no other ......"

Swish!

The little white dragon rioted, as fierce as a flood, and the killing intent rose, and rushed to Tang Seng with a palm, and a palm was imprinted on Tang Seng's chest. The sharp, sharp dragon claws almost pierced Tang Seng's chest on the spot.

Fast, too fast, Tang Seng was not given time to react at all.

"Little White Dragon, what's wrong with you? I'm your master......" Tang Seng was shocked, and the Buddha light around him soared into the sky, like a Buddha, rising from the ground.

Thundered......

The White Horse Temple was boiling, a dragon roared, earth-shattering, mixed with endless Buddha light, stirring in this piece of heaven and earth, enveloping all directions, and the entire lockdown was shrouded.

The entire lockdown was shaken, and one by one the warriors rushed out and ran in the direction of the White Horse Temple.

"What happened?"

"Look, it's in the direction of White Horse Temple, and it's coming from there......"

"Oh my God, what is that, Buddha light, it's Buddha light, the Buddha has appeared!"

The city was boiling, only to see the sky above the closed city, the Buddha's light was shining, the Sanskrit sound was bursting, everyone was horrified, one by one shouted that the Buddha appeared, and the most excited were those monks, kneeling on the ground one by one, pious as seeing their father.

Rise......

When everyone was excited, another scene shocked everyone, only to see the void, a white dragon across the air, that monstrous aura, fierce dragon might, permeating every corner of the city.

Everyone looked up, only to see a long dragon above their heads, roaring and shaking the sky, the dragon scales glowing with cold light, as translucent as bright armor, stimulating everyone's nerves.

"Shenlong, Shenlong, I saw Shenlong!"

Everyone was excited, this legendary artifact not only existed, but now it was in front of their eyes, witnessing it with their own eyes, and the shock was difficult to express in words.

"Tang Seng, suffer death!" The white dragon roared, and the huge dragon body, covering the sky and the sun, rushed towards Tang Seng.

"Little White Dragon, you are enchanted!" Tang Seng was full of worries, at this time he was still worried about the safety of Little White Dragon, he was worthy of being a good man!

Xiao Bailong's face was indifferent, "Tang Seng, the relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice has disappeared, and now you and I are enemies, enemies who don't share the sky, take your life!"

"Little White Dragon, what's wrong with you, I'm your master!"

"I don't have a master, I'm the third prince of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, how can there be a Buddhist master!

Boom!

As he spoke, the little white dragon rushed to Tang Seng again, and the sharp dragon claws grabbed Tang Seng head.

Although Tang Seng is a Buddha, his realm is higher than that of Xiao Bailong, but he is just a high realm, and Xiao Bailong can solve him with one hand.

In the face of the attack of the little white dragon, Tang Seng could only passively defend, and the bright Buddha light was released from Tang Seng to protect the vital points around him.

Boom!

The dragon claws, as big as clouds, pierced the void, and when the sky fell, it directly slapped Tang Seng into the ground.

Somewhere in the void, there are several figures.

"Aren't you afraid that Tang Seng will be killed?"

"If you are killed, it won't be Tang Seng! Even if you really die, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what it will do to our plan, at most, no one will spread the word!"

Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded, "Oh my God, what is that dragon doing, he's killing Buddha." ”

"Didn't you hear what the dragon said just now, that Buddha is his master, I don't know why the two turned against each other, so they fought!"

Someone asked curiously: "I don't know which of the two is powerful, is it this dragon or that bodhisattva?"

The person next to him said: "Do you need to say this, it must be a dragon, you see that he is so big, that person is so small, he must not be the opponent of the dragon......"

"What do you know, they are all immortals, can immortals judge their strength by size, even if they are our martial artists, we don't say who is big or who is powerful!"

"That's right, I think it's the monk who is powerful, don't forget, that monk is the master of the dragon, release and apprentice, of course the master is powerful. ”

Someone ridiculed, "The master is amazing, you see that the master is about to be killed." ”

Indeed, I saw that Tang Seng was completely suppressed at this time, and he had no strength, but he couldn't show it, so he was really aggrieved.

"Who are you, you are not my apprentice Little White Dragon!" Tang Seng has been completely blinded, and he doesn't know why Little White Dragon is like this, and at this time Tang Seng has a guess, the person in front of him is not Little White Dragon, he is fake, only this explanation can make sense.

The little white dragon laughed wildly, "That's right, I'm not the little white dragon, the previous little white dragon is dead, and the current little white dragon is the real little white dragon." ”

Although Tang Seng suffered several fierce attacks, he was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, as if he was like no one, and he didn't look seriously injured at all.

"Qinglong, you will make a move in a while, with the strength of the little white dragon, I am afraid that I will not be able to hurt Tang Seng, I must make Tang Seng feel pain and fear, so that I can carry out the next plan......"

Qinglong's eyes were filled with killing intent, this was the anger that had been accumulated for thousands of years, and today it turned into killing intent, once vented, it was definitely like a torrent, unstoppable.

"Little White Dragon, wake up that I am your master, have you forgotten?" Tang Seng was still persuading, because he didn't believe that Little White Dragon would make a move on him.

"Little White Dragon, stand down, I'll come!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the little white dragon, it was the voice of the green dragon. After hearing Qinglong's words, the little white dragon no longer made a move, but retreated to the side.

In the void, a middle-aged man appeared, silently, no one saw how he appeared, and it suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Well, who is this man?"

"Did any of you see where he came from?"

Everyone shook their heads, because no one saw where the middle-aged man came from.

Tang Seng looked at the middle-aged man in shock, because he didn't see where the middle-aged man came from, this situation only represents a possibility, that is, the middle-aged man is stronger, and he is not a little stronger than Tang Seng.

"Who is the donor, my apprentice Xiao Bailong, but you have arrested it?"

Qinglong sneered, "Tang Sanzang, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the Great Day Rulai of the Buddhist Gate, returned from learning the scriptures three hundred years ago, and was named the Buddha of Zhantan Merit by the Great Day Rulai!"

"Amitabha, the donor has made it very clear to the little monk......"

"Tang Seng, your time of death is coming, do you know?"

Tang Seng is worthy of being a person who has seen the world, and when he was studying scriptures in the west, he encountered demons with excess cow hair, so now he is not afraid at all.

"The life of the little monk is his own, it is the Buddha's, but it is not the benefactor's words, saying that he will take it......"

"Hehe, don't you believe it, then I'll show you my methods, I hope you can say this later. ”

The green dragon moves, and the killing machine is now.

Walking in the void, Qinglong stepped forward and appeared in front of Tang Seng, "Bald donkey, how do you stop me?"

Burst......

In the next second, blood stained the air.

Tang Seng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew directly out of more than a thousand meters, falling into a private house below.

Immediately after, the killing intent of the green dragon did not decrease.

Another step, across the space, appeared in front of Tang Seng.

On the side, the little white dragon was excited, staring at the green dragon deadly, muttering to himself, "The dragon walks in the sky, the bloody battle is in the wilderness, stepping on the eight wildernesses, swinging nine secluded, the real dragon has eight steps, my dragon clan has unique magical powers!"

Between the clouds and mist, Yi Han was also surprised, and the secret path was so fast.

Burst!

Another mouthful of blood, Tang Seng panicked, and there was fear in his eyes. In less than a minute, Tang Seng suffered two blows and was seriously injured!

At this moment, Tang Seng suddenly felt that death was so close to him, even if it was so dangerous to learn scriptures in the west, Tang Seng had never felt this way.

Swish!

A Buddha light rose to the sky, Tang Seng wanted to run, turned into a streamer, and fled away.

Qinglong's voice sounded, "Hmph, if you want to run, do you think you can run? A true immortal is an ant in my eyes!"

Rise!

With a dragon groan, the green dragon soared into the air and transformed into a shape.

Tang Seng turned around, his eyes were straight, what did he see, he actually saw a big cyan dragon, a dragon claw like a mountain, overweight.

"Not good!"

Thundered......

The dragon's claws fell down like a mountain.

Closed the city, everyone was shocked again, it was a giant dragon again, my God, I saw two giant dragons today, and it seems that this green dragon is bigger than the white dragon just now.

The mountain shook, as if it had been earthquaked, and at this moment, the entire 500-mile radius of the lockdown was felt violently.

The lockdown is boiling, and at the same time it is scrapped.

The violent waves, like ripples, swept in all directions, and houses collapsed with a bang.

Yi Han frowned slightly, and said to the old urchin below and the others: "Inform the Great Song Dynasty and ask them to send someone to rescue ......"

Now, the Great Song Dynasty is obedient to Yi Han's words, not only because of Yi Han, but also for a very important reason, that is, the old emperor of the Great Song Dynasty is in the Jiuyi Sect and is a disciple of the Jiuyi Sect.

A quarter of an hour later, the dust fell.

I saw that there was a big pit in the place where the dragon's claws fell, and the big pit was more than ten meters long and wide, five or six meters deep, like an abyss, and everyone who watched it was stupid.

Everyone didn't dare to imagine that if the claw just now appeared on the top of their heads, they were afraid that they would not even have scum left now.

"Dead?"

What everyone wants to know most now is what happened to the Bodhisattva just now, whether he is dead.

"It should be dead, if this is not dead, it will be too unreasonable!"

Is Tang Seng dead?

The answer is no, as I said before, if Tang Seng is dead, then it is not Tang Seng.

Qinglong had already returned to Yi Han's body, "Young Master, that bald donkey has escaped and left this world, it should have returned to the fairy world." ”

"Okay, according to the next plan, I believe that it won't be long before this place will be boiling, and let Buddhism know what the real fairy world is. ”

Fairy, on a mountain peak.

Swish!

Ahem......

A figure suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain out of thin air, the figure was very embarrassed, as if it had escaped from escape, its face was as white as paper, and the robe on its body was as broken as a mouse bite.

"Finally back, who is that dragon just now?" Tang Seng now wanted to know who that green dragon was, and how he would respond if the Buddha asked.

Tang Seng looked around and found that this place was very familiar, and he was a little surprised: "I actually came to Mount Emei!"

"Master, why are you here, hey, what's wrong with you?"

Just as Tang Seng was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Yi Han.