Reincarnation of the Female Emperor: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

Although Su Yun has come all the way, all the people Su Yun killed were those of the devil's way and the Buddhist way, but living in the ancient way is a battle of interests.

"Your Highness."

Ying'er had a smart mind and quickly understood Xia Ziyan's worries.

She said helplessly: "Really not, it would be better to say that if it wasn't for Lord Rakshasa, I would have been killed by those demon cultivators long ago."

"Is that so."

The cold light in Xia Ziyan's eyes dissipated.

If Ying'er was really being persecuted, no matter how powerful the rumored white-robed Rakshasa was, she would still seek justice for Ying'er.

"His Royal Highness, don't mess around, Lord Rakshasa is very powerful!"

Ying'er was worried that Xia Ziyan had accidentally angered Su Yun.

Although Xia Ziyan has a distinguished status, this is an ancient road, and the people who follow her are extremely limited.

"Is it."

Xia Ziyan nodded.

"It's natural not to be weak if you can make such a reputation on the ancient road."

For her, strength is not important, unless it reaches a certain level, it is only the arrogant figure of the Great Xia Dynasty.

And this kind of person, she has seen too many.

Even in Tianjiao, could it be more talented than Sister Jiu'er?

It's just that she is kind to Ying'er now, so she will not be hostile to each other for no reason.

Thinking like this, Xia Ziyan bowed slightly towards Su Yun: "Thank you, Daoist Rakshasa, for saving Ying'er."

"It's just a hands-on effort."

Su Yun's eyes were dull.

He brought Ying'er as a guide. The latter seemed to be very familiar with the situation here.

Now that Xia Ziyan is here, Ying'er is safe and sound, so naturally she doesn't need to worry about it.

At this moment, the chat between the two of them made the eyes of others around them flicker, and they weighed in their hearts whether to continue fighting.

"Amitabha."

In the crowd, a Buddhist monk took a step.

I saw the Buddha's light flickering on him, and the Sanskrit sound lingered.

He is a bodhisattva in the emperor realm.

"Is this donor a Rakshasa in white?"

"The names you call out, this seat should be like this."

The bodhisattva nodded lightly: "Poor monk Wuhui, I heard the rumors on the ancient Tao recently, the donor has no grievances or enmity with my Buddhism, why do you repeatedly kill my Buddhist disciples?"

As soon as the words fell, those who were about to sneak away from the Demon Dao immediately stopped.

"Buddhist bald donkey is looking for trouble for the white-robed Rakshasa?"

Among these people, except for Xia Ziyan, who was in the late stage of Emperor Senior Realm, the rest was the Wuhui Bodhisattva with the highest strength.

With the cultivation base in the middle stage of Emperor Senior Stage, and the use of Buddhist methods, the strength is not weaker than that of ordinary late stage Emperor Senior Stage powerhouses.

"There's a good show to watch now."

"This Buddhist bald donkey is profound in Buddhism. He will fight against the white-robed Rakshasa. The outcome is unpredictable!"

"I don't think so. The white-robed Rakshasa has been so strong recently, and it's not that there are no emperors who are in the realm of emperors to trouble him, but all of them died tragically."

"Look!"

They don't care who is more powerful at all.

Rather, it would be better if both sides suffered, then they would be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

In the crowd, Su Yun's expression remained unchanged, and said indifferently: "If you kill it, you will kill it, there is no reason. Since ancient times, there have been disputes between Buddhism and Taoism, not to mention in this ancient Tao, even if it is outside, I still want to kill if I can't stand it. , why should I explain it to you?"

"Amitabha."

The eyes of Wuhui Bodhisattva shone brightly.

"Donor, you have fallen into the evil way, you are addicted to murder, and the monks are compassionate. Today, the poor monk will save you!"

"Pfft~"

Ying'er couldn't help laughing.

Xia Ziyan wondered: "Ying'er, what are you laughing at?"

Ying'er pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Your Highness, this monk still doesn't know his situation."

"Oh?" Xia Ziyan's eyelids twitched, "Do you think he will lose? This Bodhisattva is the leader of the younger generation of Leiyin Temple, with profound Buddhist teachings and great strength, even if I were to face him, it would take a lot of effort. effort."

"Your Highness, actually..."

Ying'er hesitated for a moment, but said nothing.

"You'll know when you look at it."

During the speech, the Wuhui Bodhisattva's breath swayed, and the cassock on his body burst into brilliant golden light, and then it was actually matched with the bursts of Buddha rhythm on Wuhui's body, and a pseudo world was derived!

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

"Hey! There's something wrong with that cassock!"

"It can actually evolve the world, this..."

"It is rumored that there was indeed such a treasure in Leiyin Temple, and it was later passed on to a gifted Buddha. Could it be him?"

"Who knows, the Western world hasn't crossed that line for ten thousand years, and those bald donkeys have never survived. It's hard to say how far it has developed."

"But when this pseudo-world comes out, the white-robed Rakshasa is in danger."

The power of the world is the exclusive use of the emperor realm.

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