The Strongest Mad Emperor in History

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Wan Mo Tu Xian Di, there is only one entrance.

At the entrance, stands a huge tower with a height of one hundred feet, the top of the tower is shining with a bright light, especially at night, bright like a round of hot sun.

This giant tower is called the guard tower. There is an old man in the tower named Guardian.

At this time, the large and small ancestral gates of Bai Chaoyu arrived one after another, all of them came to the entrance of the Wan Mo Tu Xian Di.

Daozong and his party, led by two elders in black and white, also came here.

Everyone stayed at the entrance and didn't rush in.

Because, if they want to enter the Wanmu Tuxian land, they must first allow the guardian's permission.

There are two elders in black and white. After leading sixty Daozong disciples to come, they are silent, without saying a word.

Dao Zong's disciples are also straightforward, very disciplined and quiet.

"Sister, are we waiting for anyone?" Lin Chen looked around and asked, guessing.

Nangong shallowly bowed and said lightly: "Yes, now, to participate in the ancestral gates of Wan Mo Tu Xian Di, not all have come together. After all have come, an old man will come out of the guard tower for us Open the Magic Devil's Land. "

"Oh, in other words, we are now waiting for the old man to come."

Lin Chen thoughtfully, and asked again, "What strength is that old man?"

"I heard that the strength of the two elders is even stronger than black and white." Nangong replied softly.

"That's Wu Zunxi." Lin Chen's eyes brightened.

There are two elders in black and white, their strengths are in the eight-turn nirvana realm, but the exercises of the two are complementary to each other. Together, they are martial arts practitioners who meet the nine-turn nirvana realm. .

Now, the strength of the guardian is even more powerful than that of the two elders in black and white. They are both arrogant, indicating that the guardian is likely to be a Wu Zun.

It should be, only Wu Zun can shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding Wanmo Tuxiandi.

It is not only guarding the outside world of Wan Mo Tu Xian, but also inside the land of Wan Mo Tu Xian.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"Buddha is here."

"This Buddhist gate, I heard that every year it is in a hurry, it is really kind."

"That is, people pay attention to a destiny in everything, and they will not be forced too much in case of an accident. Therefore, in the Wanxu Tuxian Land, anyone who encounters Buddhism will generally not argue with them."

"This time, there is one less competitor. The mentality and mentality of Buddhism is not suitable for our competitors."

"..."

There was a riot in the crowd.

Lin Chen glanced.

In the distance, a group of bald heads came in groups.

The head is an old man with good looks, dressed in a big red jacket, not angry, but an extremely lofty existence among the Buddhist monks-Master Pratt.

"It turned out that Master Pratt & Whitney led the team."

Many of Zongmen's leaders were slightly bright.

They know the reputation and status of Master Pratt & Whitney, and they know the strength of Master Pratt & Whitney!

This Pratt & Whitney is not easy!

"Good Master Pratt."

"Master Pratt, long time no see."

"..."

Many Zongmen leaders licked their faces and greeted Master Puhui.

Master Pratt Hui responded one by one without too much trouble, bowing deeply with both hands: "This donor, the poor monk is polite."

In the end, the Buddhist monk and his party came to the forefront of all the sects, juxtaposed with Daoism.

After all, as the three giants of Bai Chaoyu, Buddhism is qualified and has the strength to come to the forefront.

"Two donors, don't come."

Master Pratt and Whitney apparently knew black and white, and smiled and bowed together.

Black and White opened their eyes together and responded in unison: "Practice monks, long time no see."

Other people call Pratt & Whitney all the words "master", "master", and so on, and there are two elders in black and white. They are very direct and directly call them monks.

In fact, it is no wonder that whether black and white has a permanent status in the ancestral gates, or the reputation and qualifications in the Bai Dynasty, are equal to Master Pratt's, saying that he is a monk with no respect or disrespect. .

Immediately, there were two elders in black and white, and they set their eyes together on the body of Master Pratt and the bald little monk.

They can detect the potential of this little monk.

And Lin Chen naturally recognizes the identity of the young monk, which is the first genius of Buddhism-Zhisheng.

And Zhisheng seems to have seen the eyes of the two elders in black and white, and he was not afraid, but instead of being humble, he smiled in disgrace: "Little monk Fahao Zhisheng, has seen two seniors.

During his speech, Zhisheng also folded his hands and bowed deeply to the elders in black and white.

"Little dolls are very polite." Hei Youchang said.

"Good etiquette, there will be great achievements in the future." Bai Youchang said.

"The two predecessors are ridiculous." Zhisheng is still spoiled.

There are two elders in black and white who no longer speak.

Zhisheng always smiled, and looked good.

"Lin Chen, what do you think?"

Among the sixty disciples of Daozong, Nangong asked Lin Chen a question.

"What do you think?" Lin Chen shrugged.

"I'm asking you, what do you think of this monk?" Nangong asked impatiently.

"What else can you see, this little monk is handsome, even with a hairstyle, of course, it is still a little bit different from me ..."

"Don't fight sloppy eyes with me here, I'm asking you about the war beast dynasty." Nangong Qian interrupted Lin Chen and asked in a low voice.

"This, it's simple. It's the so-called monk who doesn't slang. This young monk who knows wisdom won't lie, don't worry." Lin Chen said indifferently.

"But how could a Buddhist disciple have such a strong revenge?" Nangong frowned lightly.

"Who said that disciples of Buddhism should not have revenge?"

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow: "Rest assured, once this little monk avenged his revenge, although he could not become a Buddha on the spot, it is quite possible to become a half Buddha."

"Half a Buddha? What do you mean?" Nangong was puzzled.

She doesn't have much research on Buddhism, naturally she doesn't understand what Lin Chen said.

"Half a Buddha, not about cultivation, but about potential."

Lin Chen said: "If he can become a half Buddha, then at least he will be a Wu Zun."

"You deserve him so much?" Nangong raised an eyebrow.

Wu Zun, is not a realm you want to reach!

"I don't look down on him, it's because his buddhism is too strong." Lin Chen shook his head gently, no more to say.

In fact, Lin Chen is also a bit confused. Why is the top group in the Baichao domain just a group of martial arts?

Lin Chen has been reborn in this life. He has seen countless talented people. If he has enough room for growth, he will definitely surpass Wu Zun in the future and be a great person.

However, whether it is Taoism, Taoism, the three deities of Taoism, or the abbot of Buddhism, it is only the strength of Wuzun level.

It stands to reason that these arrogant princes are blessed by nature, and their life should be better than Wu Zun, but now, the top existence of this group is only Wu Zun!

Lin Chen has speculated that there may be some problems with Feng Shui in this area of ​​Bai Chaoyu.

Feng Shui is not good. Those born and dwelling here will be affected by it throughout their lives, making it difficult to do anything.

However, the reason why Lin Chen has such great confidence in Zhisheng is because the Buddha has also said that Zhisheng is a rare genius that has been rare for hundreds of years and is the hope of Buddha's revitalization.

Buddhism has positioned the starting point of Zhisheng so high, so Lin Chen can conclude that after Zhizhi ’s birthday, at least it is also Wu Zun level existence.

As long as he doesn't die prematurely.

Nangong Qian didn't want to be overly tangled with Lin Chen in the "War Beast Dynasty", he said: "Then you should do it yourself, and do what you can."

Lin Chen made a sound.

At this time, a gaze came out and looked at Lin Chen.

If Lin Chen felt something, he looked up and looked backwards along his eyes.

What caught the eye was the handsome young monk, the first genius of the Buddhist monk, Zhisheng.

Lin Chen grinned at Zhisheng.

Zhisheng nodded slightly to show his intention.

Whether it is black and white or the Pratt & Whitney master, they are aware that Lin Chen and Zhisheng are greeting each other.

Black and white have a look at each other, it seems to be saying: yo, these two little guys still know each other!

Master Pratt may not know Lin Chen, but he can perceive Lin Chen's sea-like city.

After that, Lin Chen retracted his gaze and whispered softly, "The boy Tu Cangsheng is not here."

Tu Cangsheng and Lin Chen are both in the same term. It has only been half a year since they joined Zongmen. Naturally, they have no qualifications or strength to participate in the Wan Mo Tu Xian Di War.

If you want to participate in the Battle of Wan Mo Tu Xian Di, you must have more than one year of practice in Zongmen and possess the fighting power above Nirvana. Otherwise, even if you are lucky enough to enter the Wan Mo Tu Xian, you will still be in Wan Mo Tu Xian In the ground, tortured and dead.

Although Tu Cangsheng possesses the body of God of War, his combat power can only reach Nirvana only after the body of God of War is turned on. Therefore, his background is not enough, so he cannot enter the Wanmu Tuxian Land.

However, Lin Chen is different. In this half year, there are countless nirvana practitioners who died in the hands of Lin Chen. Among them, there are many middle-level nirvana practitioners. Therefore, who dares to say Lin Chen Did not reach Nirvana?

Suddenly, the crowd rose again.

"The last gate is here."

"Holy Sect."

"Well, it is indeed my first gate in Bai Chaoyu. The pomp is big, finale!"

"Well, all the three talents of the Holy Sect have come this time. Their light is too shining. We are afraid that there is no chance to stand out!"

"..."

The crowd was rioting and noisy, and countless eyes were projected into the distance. There, the dragon head of Bai Chaoyu, the first gate, the prestigious saint, finally came.