Peerless Divine Emperor

The crowd watched Kong Jian return to Qin Xuan's camp, their hearts were in turmoil. It seemed that Qin Xuan had two Buddhists with five-color Buddha light on his side. Such power should not be underestimated.

"Master is awesome!" Qin Xuan bowed to Kong Jian. Although he had lost one arm, his strength was not affected at all. He was truly detached from the world and nothing could affect his state of mind.

Recalling the first time I saw him in Nanxiao City, he was so inconspicuous. Who would have thought that he was a hidden master.

In the direction of the Moke Ancient Clan, a young man in gorgeous clothes had a strange color in his eyes. He turned his eyes and looked towards the direction of the Great Western Heaven Temple. He said, "Are all the Buddhists in the Great Western Heaven Temple so low-key? If it were me, I would ask the Buddhists in the Small Western Heaven Temple for advice."

When the young man finished speaking, a strange color appeared on the faces of the crowd. These words were vaguely suspected of sowing discord.

"I've always heard that the four saints of the Moko tribe like to compete with others and have lofty spirits. Today, I meet them and it's true." In the direction of Xiaoxitian Temple, Venerable Wuxin looked at the young man of the Moko tribe and said.

"Is that the four saints of the Moko tribe?"

Many people were trembling in their hearts. It is said that the Moko tribe has four saints. The eldest saint is Gu Jiuge, who ranks third on the Sky List. The three saints behind are also extraordinary figures. The fourth saint is named Qingyan, who ranks fifteenth on the Sky List.

It seems that the Moko ancient tribe is centered on Qingyan this time.

"Anyway, we have to compete sooner or later, so why not start now." Qingyan spoke lightly, his words seemed very direct, without too many polite words.

"In this case, then let the four saints be fulfilled."

Only a voice came from the direction of Daxitian Temple, and a Buddha figure stepped out, surrounded by Buddha light, and the power of the Great Dao flowed on his body. He stepped directly onto the Buddhist altar in the north, his face as calm as water.

"Go directly to the northern altar. He wants to fight to discuss the truth." Everyone thought to themselves. It seems that the Buddhist cultivators of the Great Western Heaven Temple also have some intention to compete with the Buddhist cultivators of the Small Western Heaven Temple.

The Small Western Heaven Temple is in the Shura Hell and is famous. They came from the Junxuan Continent. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. If they want to become famous, they can only defeat the Small Western Heaven Temple to prove their strength.

When the Buddhist cultivator rushed up, a young Buddhist cultivator stepped out from the direction of the Small Western Heaven Temple. It was Wu Gou.

I saw his Wu Gou figure floating and also landed on the northern altar. He put his hands together and said, "I'm sorry."

"Everything depends on strength. How can I say I'm sorry? Just do your best to fight." The other party said calmly, with a light tone, as if he had already won.

Qin Xuan glanced at the man. Although he was a Buddhist cultivator, his personality was a bit too irritable. However, this was just his personal opinion. Buddha has thousands of faces. Every Buddhist cultivator may practice different Buddhism. They cannot be generalized.

"The duel between the two Buddhist cultivators will definitely be very exciting!" Many people looked at the altar with expectation. Wu Gou's strength is naturally needless to say. He has long been famous. It's just that they don't know how strong his opponent is.

"Boom!" A huge roar came out. The Taoist intention of the Buddhist cultivator of Daxitian Temple was extremely strong. The four-color Buddha light bloomed and turned into an ancient Buddha palm, smashing towards Wu Gou's body. A terrifying avenue pressure descended, and the space seemed to be solidified.

Wu Gou looked up at the ancient Buddha palm, stretched out his hand forward, and the ancient Buddhist characters were arranged in the void, all releasing extremely sharp auras, like divine weapons, indestructible.

Many ancient characters penetrated the space and collided with the palm of the ancient Buddha, making a violent collision sound. Wu Gou looked at the Buddhist cultivator, and a brilliant Buddha light shot out from his eyes, as if he had transformed into a god and Buddha, exuding a sacred and extraordinary temperament, which made people dare not look directly at him.

When the eyes of the Buddhist cultivator touched Wu Gou's eyes, countless figures of Wu Gou suddenly appeared in his mind. They pointed their fingers at the same time, and a terrible force of suppression swept out, shaking his head and making his face pale as paper.

With a loud bang, the Buddhist cultivator was knocked out, spitting out blood in the air, and fell awkwardly in the void.

Wu Gou did not look at the man again, but looked at the Arhat in front of him. He saw a deep meaning flashing in the eyes of the Arhat. He came from the Great Xitian Temple. He knew the Buddhist cultivator who had just taken action. His talent was definitely not weak, but he was defeated by Wu Gou.

It can be seen that the Small Xitian Temple has indeed cultivated extremely talented people.

"Congratulations." Luohan said to Wujiu.

"Amitabha." Wujiu put his hands together and said, then walked down the altar and returned to the Xiaoxitian Temple camp. The Buddhists looked at him and their faces were very calm, as if they had expected this result.

If even the Four Nobles could not pass, then the others would have no chance.

The assessment continued, and more and more people took action. Almost every once in a while, a demon-level figure came down, stunning the crowd and winning cheers.

During this period, Qin Xuan saw many old acquaintances, such as Jian Qi of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, Han Qian of the Soul Refining Sect, Ning Wuque of the Creation Palace, and the appearance of another person made Qin Xuan feel a little surprised, that is Yin Zhengqing of the Haoyu Divine Mountain.

Yin Zhengqing chose the altar on the south side. Among the four altars, the difficulty of the altar on the south side is the highest. Only a few people can pass the test. It is necessary to release a strong enough Taoism to get the recognition of the test arhat. However, Yin Zhengqing finally did it.

This made Qin Xuan have a deeper impression of Yin Zhengqing. After all, they had met once, and he had a good impression of Yin Zhengqing. If there is a chance in the future, he can get in touch with him.

Qin Xuan never forgot that in addition to his identity as Tianxuan, he is also the King of Qin of Jiutian Xianguo.

He always kept in mind what Yi Sheng said to him. If he could win over a powerful helper for Jiutian Xianguo, this would naturally be a great thing.

At this time, Wuxin, Wuyu and Wunian walked out at the same time and walked in three different directions. This made the eyes of the crowd condense. Three people act together?

Qin Xuan's expression also changed a little. These three people are all great emperors, with strong talents, extraordinary understanding, and possess five-color Buddha light. What will happen if they attack together?

Countless eyes stared at the three figures, and saw Wuxin stepping on the northern altar, Wunian stepping on the eastern altar, and Wuyu stepping on the western altar.

The next moment, the three people each used their own methods, and behind them were shining with dazzling five-color Buddha light. A stream of Taoism flowed around them, as if they were integrated with the world. They were the core of the whole scene, and everyone's eyes were focused on them.