Chapter 729

Since entering the earth fairy world, ye Xuan has constantly encountered great enemies from all sides, but he has never forgotten the existence of Yuan Ling. In his heart, he compares yuan Ling to a saint.

If you want to make a comparison between the sage and Yuan Ling, ye Xuan is more afraid of Yuan Ling.

Because this man doesn't even know his existence. He is planning a chess game between heaven and earth, even though the sage is in his calculation.

Dare to calculate saints, such people are undoubtedly terrible and mysterious, which is the reason why Ye Xuan attaches great importance to Yuan Ling.

Hoo!

A mouthful of turbid Qi vomited out from ye Xuan's mouth again. He waved away his confused thoughts and could only temporarily suppress the threat of Yuan Ling, because there are two quasi saints coming from the outside world, which is also a problem he must face.

Just being in the air of Hongmeng, ye Xuan felt the power of saints. He saw the ancestor of Styx and the monk in white coming to heaven. Obviously, both of them were for the purple Qi of Hongmeng.

Although Ye Xuan hasn't seen the ancestor of the Styx River, only the ancestor of the Styx river has his blood and Qi all over the three realms, and the white monk Ye Xuan guesses that he should also be a quasi saint in Buddhism. It's obviously not easy for the other party to dare to come to the heaven alone.

"Emperor of heaven!"

Suddenly, outside the bullfighting palace came the flustered voice of Taibai Venus. If you listen carefully, you will find that there is an unstoppable vibrato in his voice.

"Please two Taoist friends yaochi wait for me." Don't tell too white Venus. Ye Xuan already knows that the two prospective saints enter the heaven.

"Yes, Emperor!"

As soon as Taibai Venus wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, she quickly left outside the bullfighting palace.

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Tianting yaochi.

There are thousands of auspicious Qi and auspicious clouds floating. Taibai Venus's face is full of flattery. He stands in the yaochi and looks at the two quasi saints. However, the two quasi saints sit cross legged without saying a word, which also makes Taibai Venus a little nervous.

The old Styx ancestor's blood light twined around his body, and strands of obscure fluctuations bloomed around him, which made the sound of ghosts crying and Howling faintly come from the void everywhere. His hair was silver white and his face was like jade. He looked like a young man, but the old Styx ancestor's eyes were red, giving people a sense of extreme evil charm, which was not as simple as the surface.

The monk in white, peaceful and boundless, is sitting with his hands folded and knees crossed. A string of white jade Buddha beads are twisting in his hands, and he is chanting Buddhist proverbs in his mouth.

The monk in white is the incarnation of the Tibetan king Bodhisattva, which is also a Dharma body he has cultivated. Although the Tibetan king Bodhisattva is in the 18th floor of hell, in fact, this dharma body is the same as himself.

"The world says that the Tibetan king Bodhisattva is merciful and wants to spend all the evil in the world. He used to sit in the 18th floor of hell for endless time, but my ancestor didn't expect you to covet this magnificent purple Qi." The ancestor of Styx River sneered and squinted at the monk in white, with a look of hostility in his eyes.

Both of them are in the underworld. They are also a quasi saint. They have had a lot of contact. The ancestor of Styx hated the Tibetan king and Bodhisattva in this place.

The 18th floor hell is close to the sea of ghost blood. The Bodhisattva of the Tibetan king recites Scriptures every day to turn the dead souls, which makes the Asura family he founded suffer. They don't know how many times they have fought, but no one can do anything about it.

"Amitabha!"

The monk in white recited the Buddha's name. He took a faint look at the ancestor of Styx River, and his voice said in a low voice: "the purple Qi of Hongmeng is a thing to become a saint. Styx river is too fierce. How can you become a saint?"

"Joke!"

Suddenly, the ancestor of the Styx River got up with a bang. Yuan tu'a's Bi double swords surrounded him, and more miserable blood light was shooting out of his pores, showing an extremely cold killing opportunity in his eyes to the Tibetan king Bodhisattva.

"If it comes to killing, I don't know how many creatures died under the four swords of killing immortals, the leader of Tongtian cult killed no less than me. Isn't he still holy?" The old ancestor of the Styx River shouted coldly.

"The leader of Tongtian sect is one of the three Qing Dynasties, and it is also an authentic sect of Pangu. It has the power of the way of heaven to bless its own body. It is a saint of Tianding, and your river Styx was born from the filth of the dark sea of blood. How can you compare with the leader of Tongtian sect?" The monk in White said without salt.

"The king of Tibet, you are not afraid that your father will destroy your Dharma body here?"

The ancestor of Styx river was furious, and the blood light was flickering. The two swords of Yuan Tu a bi were buzzing, as if he really wanted to fight the monk in white and kill him on the spot.

"If you destroy my Dharma body, the poor monk should enter the dark sea of blood and recite sutras for your Asura family every day. If you don't believe it, you can try it." The monk in White said slowly.

"Are you threatening Ben Zu?"

The old ancestor of the Styx river had cold eyes. When he stepped out of the whole yaochi pool, he was trembling. The murderous spirit was rising into the sky, which suddenly covered the thirty-three heavy heaven with blood light.

Unfortunately, the white monk was not moved by the prestige of the ancient Styx. He was still reciting Buddhist proverbs and directly chose to ignore the ancient Styx.

"Take you on the road!"

Who is the ancestor of Styx?

He is not only the peak strong among quasi saints, but also an extremely terrible existence. He is known as immortal under saints, because his noumenon is a sea of dark blood and is born in an invincible position.

This time, the monk in white has violated his taboo. If he doesn't destroy his town here, he will not be the ancestor of Styx.

Suddenly, at this critical moment, a calm voice came from outside the yaochi pool, which also smothered the breath of the ancestors of the Styx River, and the blooming killing opportunity disappeared.

"Two Taoist friends drive the heaven, and the emperor is far from welcome."

Ye Xuan was dressed in black and his gray hair fell behind his head. He was walking into the yaochi pool until he came to the two quasi saints.

"Ha ha."

"In the past, ye Daoyou was just a great Luo Jinxian. When you and I really met, ye Daoyou had become a quasi saint. This is something to be congratulated." The ancestor of Styx River laughed loudly. It was amazing how quickly his expression changed.

"Amitabha!"

The monk in white folded his hands and said, "I've seen Ye Tiandi in Tibet."

"Two Taoist friends, take your seats!"

Ye Xuan spoke softly, and the three also sat down together. Under Ye Xuan's sign, Taibai Jinxing quietly withdrew from here, and there were only three people left in the huge yaochi.

Silence, silence.

When the three people sit down, the atmosphere quietly becomes strange, which gives people a sense of needle dropping.

"What's the matter with the two Taoist friends when they arrive in heaven?"

Ye Xuan took the lead in breaking the boredom and looked at them with a warm smile on his face, as if he really didn't know the purpose of the two prospective saints to come to Tianting.

Looking at Ye Xuan's puzzled posture, the ancestor of Styx River smiled stiff, and then his eyes turned slightly: "ye Daoyou, the Ming people don't talk secretly. I heard that Hongmeng purple gas was born, and this thing is in the hands of Taoist friends. I want to take a look at Hongmeng purple gas a few days ago."

At the same time, although the monk in white didn't say anything, he was also looking at Ye Xuan. Obviously, he had the same intention as the ancestor of Styx, but he was not as direct as the ancestor of Styx.