Urban Medical God

The gray-clothed abbot spoke softly. Hearing these words, the first-generation Immortal Emperor felt a rare sense of fear.

He never expected that the other party would have such a high opinion of the Lord of Reincarnation.

"If he can grow up, although our clan dare not say victory, future generations will have the backbone to support the world. Even the supreme will of time and space will not be afraid!"

When the abbot in gray said this, his eyes showed eagerness: "We are soldiers, even if the tiles are broken, we must keep the jade intact!"

Immortal Emperor Taizun took a deep breath and said, "I understand, today is the destiny. That little guy coming here is against the law. What message do you want to convey to him, I'm afraid you can't do it."

"With my current cultivation level, I cannot hide the secret of heaven."

The old man in gray clothes smiled: "It doesn't matter, I just want to see with my own eyes whether this junior is really that extraordinary. As for how much he can understand, I don't expect results."

"I'm also very curious about how he will break the situation when faced with an existence of that level!" The Supreme Immortal Emperor and the old man in front of him looked at each other and smiled, both of them putting life and death aside.

…

At the same time, the battlefield of the sweeping monk.

boom!

An Immortal King of the fifth level of the Infinite Realm used his means to reach the heavens, but he could not help but the sun turned into a nine-headed golden crow. The heaven and earth were caged, and the trapped beasts were still fighting.

"I surrender!"

As a last resort, the challenging Immortal King lowered his eyebrows and said helplessly.

The sweeping monk in front of the door never stopped moving, and the golden dust tossed by the golden crow was swept away by the tattered broom. The monk then raised his eyes and said with a smile:

"Donor, I have offended you so much, I hope you don't mind me!"

The powerful Immortal King also clasped his fists and said, "Holy monk, you're too polite. These methods are impeccable. Li has made a fool of himself."

The powerful Immortal King of the generation was defeated, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little solid. No one present came forward to boast about entering the temple gate.

"Since it is a test, why set up such a difficulty as the abyss?" Ye Chen was a little confused. Judging from the current situation, there is no chance of winning by forcing himself. Even if he sacrifices the Iron Throne, the Wind of Morning will not win. Maybe, unless you have the terrifying cultivation level to break through a realm.

Such as that Tai Zun Immortal Emperor, etc., then what is the significance of this discussion?

"Reincarnation"

Ye Chen thought of the scene when he climbed to the top of the mountain. A strong man in the Infinite Realm could break the constraints of the bell with brute force, but he couldn't.

Nowadays, a strong man of this level cannot step foot inside the temple gate, which is not what he intended.

"Reincarnation"

"I see!"

After Ye Chen thought for a while, he stood upright with an indifferent figure and said: "I hope my senior can give me some advice!"

Everyone present laughed, and countless voices fell on Ye Chen's shoulders:

"Hahahaha, a kid from the Baijia realm also wants to compete with such a being?"

"You'll know after a little hardship!"

Di Wuya and Qiu Feng, who were about to give up, were also stunned, and immediately tried to dissuade them, "Brother Ye, the Immortal King cannot break through the Golden Crow's attack. I'm afraid you will die if it hurts you."

The powerful Immortal King who was defeated just now snorted coldly: "You overestimate your own abilities, boy, if you get even half of that Buddha's light, you will be wiped out in ashes!"

The sweeping monk in front of the door also looked at Ye Chen with a smile: "Little donor, think twice, what this donor said is true, please be cautious!"

But Ye Chen waved his hand gently and said seriously: "Of course I understand, senior, please enlighten me!"

boom!

The broom swept up, and a dazzling golden light appeared from the lintel of the door, blocking Ye Chen from moving forward. The volleying kick was finally not allowed to take off.

"Woo!"

With an angry low cry, the nine-headed golden crows gathered together and turned into a bright golden sun, crashing straight towards the top of the mountain!

"not good!"

Everyone present looked cold. The golden crow that appeared was completely angered. A boy at the Baijia realm dared to provoke it. It was going to be destroyed!

"Everyone, take action together!"

Several powerful people immediately joined forces, and all kinds of life and death situations were bombarded towards the falling sun above the nine heavens.

Click!

The sky and the earth collapsed, and countless rocks were crushed into powder under the pressure. Emperor Wuya frantically activated the ancient seal, but his body was still unavoidable and was about to disappear.

The autumn wind on the side turned into a crystal purple unicorn crawling on the ground. Its original auspicious aura was no longer there, and even its scales were oozing with traces of blood.

Even if Ye Chen relied on the powerful recovery power of the Samsara Divine Body and Bagua Tiandan, he was the first to bear the brunt and instantly became a bloody man. If it weren't for the Samsara bloodline and the Iron Throne's body protection, just the remaining warmth of the scorching sun would have killed him. Life is refined into blood water.

Boom!

It seemed that Ye Chen felt the monstrous reincarnation intention bursting out from around him. The golden crow sun above the nine heavens became more and more dazzling. The rays of light hung like heavenly swords, piercing straight down and even piercing the space!

"damn it!"

The eyebrows of the three powerful men who took action were cracked, and the aura of their souls was leaking out, and they would disappear at any time.

The terrifying coercion of world destruction came, and everyone present felt miserable. At the moment of life and death, Ye Chen shouted loudly:

“Buddhism’s desire to punish evil is so strong, how is it different from evil?”

The stubborn figure with the bright sun above his head gave him the feeling of standing in the sky. The setting sun fell, but at this moment of despair, the bloody figure suddenly removed all the defenses around him.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Ye Chen opened his arms and hugged the golden crow sun that fell from the sky. At this moment, the sound of Buddha lingered, the brilliant golden light blended with Ye Chen's back, and the whole world was burning.

A ray of light bloomed and enveloped the earth.

The broom in the sweeper's hand swept over traces of golden dust, he clasped his palms together and said:

"Amitabha, donor, please come in!"