Peerless Divine Emperor

While Qin Xuan and others were waiting, a Buddhist cultivator wearing a golden cassock suddenly stepped out from the crowd.

He did not walk towards the team, but walked directly towards the direction of the Buddha statue, causing many people to flash a strange light in their eyes.

Could this Buddhist cultivator want to cut in line?

The Buddhist cultivator kept moving forward, with no intention of stopping at all, which further confirmed the thoughts in those people's minds. Their faces became much more exciting, with their hands folded in front of their chests, looking like they were watching a good show.

They also had the idea of ​​cutting in line in their hearts, but they did not dare to put it into action. At this moment, someone really did it, and they naturally wanted to see what the result would be.

If this person succeeded, then they would do the same.

At this time, the people standing in front of the team looked cold, and looked at the Buddhist cultivator with sharp eyes. As long as he dared to do that, they would not show any mercy.

However, the Buddhist cultivator seemed not to feel the gazes of the people around him, and walked on his own. Suddenly, a terrible pressure descended on him. They wanted him to stop, but they saw a round of five-colored Buddha light blooming around him, resisting all the pressure.

"Five-colored Buddha light!"

The onlookers' hearts trembled when they saw this scene. It is said that the most profound Buddhist cultivators have nine-colored Buddha light, which means they are called gods and Buddhas, which means they are morally perfect, like gods and men, transcending life and death, and immortal.

The Buddhist cultivators with seven-colored Buddha light are called great Buddhas. For example, the Western Heaven God has seven-colored Buddha light.

And the Buddhist cultivator in front of him actually has five-colored Buddha light, which is already the limit of the Buddhist cultivators in the emperor realm. It is impossible to be stronger. If you want to have six-colored Buddha light, you must enter the holy realm.

In other words, this person's Buddhism is almost invincible below the holy realm!

"Xiao Xitian Temple is the place with the most Buddhist practitioners in Shura Hell, and Buddhism is prevalent. However, apart from the Four Nobles, there seems to be no fifth person who possesses the five-color Buddha light. The practice of this Buddhist practitioner is actually at the same level as the Four Nobles!" Many people were shocked, and were obviously shocked by the strength of this Buddhist practitioner.

In the eyes of many people, the disciples of Xitian God are most likely to come from the Four Nobles. Now it seems that this Buddhist practitioner also has the ability to compete!

Feeling the fluctuations that just broke out, the man who was communicating with the Buddha statue opened his eyes. When he saw the five-color Buddha light around the Buddhist practitioner, his expression suddenly changed. Obviously, he also knew what the five-color Buddha light meant.

"May I ask the master's Dharma name?" The man asked in a very polite tone. Possessing the five-color Buddha light is enough to prove how strong the Dharma of the person in front of him is, and his strength is definitely not inferior to him.

"My poor monk's Dharma name is Douzhan." The other party responded calmly.

"Douzhan!" Everyone's expression changed again, and they vaguely understood something.

They saw that the style of this Buddhist cultivator was different from that of ordinary Buddhist cultivators. He was quite direct and even a little overbearing. Sure enough, it was reflected in his Dharma name.

Douzhan, this person must be very good at fighting.

"Buddhism is boundless. If you practice different Buddhist teachings, the character of the Buddhist cultivator will be very different. This Buddha is warlike and good at fighting. No wonder he dared to ignore the crowd and go directly to the front of the team." Someone whispered. Sure enough, the disciple-recruiting conference summoned all kinds of Buddhist cultivators. Now, Xitian City is not only the orthodox Buddhist cultivators like Xiaoxitian Temple.

Qin Xuan looked at Douzhan, who was wearing a golden cassock, and gave him a feeling that this person was not a Buddhist cultivator, but a war god figure who was all-powerful and exuded an aura that looked down on the world and shocked the four directions.

"Interesting, I met an ascetic monk before, and now I meet a war Buddha. The world is so big that there are really nothing strange." Qin Xuan said with a smile.

"If it weren't for the West Heaven God to accept disciples, these Buddhist practitioners wouldn't have gathered in West Heaven City." Jiang Tianxing also said, "I'm afraid we will meet other Buddhist practitioners later."

"That makes sense." Qin Xuan nodded, and he was looking forward to it.

"If the donor can't understand, please come down first." Douzhan looked at the person who was communicating with the Buddha statue, and said lightly, with a natural tone, as if he was saying something very casual.

"Master, what do you mean? Everything should be based on first come first served." The man's face suddenly turned colder. He also waited for a long time before it was his turn, so he was naturally unwilling to give up the Buddha statue.

"Even if he stepped down, it should be my turn. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the master." At this time, another person spoke indifferently, and it was the next person to communicate with the Buddha statue.

He looked directly at Douzhan, with a sharp edge in his eyes. He wanted to communicate with the Buddha statue before him. Did he ask his opinion?

Douzhan looked calm as usual, clasping his hands together and saying, "Amitabha, Buddhism says that everything in the world is destined, and it has nothing to do with the order of precedence. If there is no fate, it cannot be forced."

"That being said, you have to try it to know if there is fate!" the man said in a deep voice.

"I see that the donor has no fate with Buddha, and it is destined that you cannot communicate with the Buddha statue. It is better to go somewhere else to seek opportunities, and don't waste time here." Douzhan continued to speak to the man, his eyes were sincere, and people actually believed his words.

"Is this okay?" Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly became a little strange. He had never seen such a Buddhist cultivator who was so confident in cutting in line and advised others to look for opportunities elsewhere.

I admire you, I admire you!

"Whether I have a fate with Buddha, you don't need to worry about it. You should go to the back to queue up." The man's voice became colder and colder. He had never seen such a shameless Buddhist cultivator.

Dou Zhan smiled and said, "Have you seen the five-colored Buddha light behind me? Do you think you have a chance of winning if we want to compete?"

Dou Zhan's words made the man's eyes suddenly condense, his expression was sharp, was he threatening him?

"I am naturally no match for the master, but have you seen the person behind me? Do you want to fight us alone?" He said coldly. He admitted that he was indeed not Dou Zhan's opponent, but at this moment, there were many people standing on the same front with him, and he had nothing to fear.

He didn't believe that Dou Zhan really dared to offend the public anger.

"Of course I dare not." Dou Zhan put his hands together and said. When the man heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He really didn't dare.

However, the next moment Dou Zhan raised his hand and blasted out a palm, and a golden Buddhist palm print condensed and formed, like the hand of a god, penetrating the space, shattering the avenue, and directly blasting towards the man's body.

The man's expression changed in shock, obviously he didn't expect Dou Zhan to suddenly attack.

However, he was also a great emperor, with extremely fast reaction speed. He raised his fist and punched forward. Purple lightning flashed in the air, and a destructive thunder force merged into the fist light, instantly tearing the space apart.

"Boom!"

A huge collision sound was heard, and the thunder power seemed to be suppressed. The Buddha's palm print directly penetrated through the fist light and slammed hard on the emperor's body, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaken away!