116: C116 Don't Lose Face the Sword of Qingping Falls

C116 Don't Lose Face the Sword of Qingping Falls

What was he trying to do?

To make Dragon Emperor into the Buddha of Soul Mountain?

Absolutely impossible!

His relationship with the Buddhist Sangha was extremely bad.

Without mentioning anything else, that Garua King was killed by him.

Back then, although he had done it in secret, if this saint wanted to investigate, he would definitely be blamed.

In addition, the Buddhist Sangha had the past Buddha, and the present Buddha still had the future Buddha.

Then what did he count as?

At this moment, the Jade Emperor and the other deities who were looking at the place with Haotian Mirror were all stunned.

Ao Mo was very straightforward. He didn't say anything polite or find some excuse that was inconvenient for him to go.

Instead, he directly said, "This Emperor refuses."

Reject!

the Receiving Sage was not surprised to hear Ao Mo's name.

Saints would never let their emotions fluctuate over such a small matter. But at the same time, since this saint had come, he would not return empty-handed.

"Dragon Emperor, this humble monk wants you to go to Soul Mountain. To you, this is of great benefit to the entire Dragon Clan, so I hope that Your Majesty will not refuse."

Ao Mo's expression did not change, but he said:

"The Emperor's words have absolutely no reason to change them."

The guide sighed and said:

"That's good. Dragon Emperor, if you're not willing to go, then I can only directly bring you back to Soul Mountain."

"In any case, please believe that I have no ill intentions towards you."

While he was speaking, the monk had already started circulating his mana.

"Dharma is limitless, the Sea of Bitterness is churning. Dragon Emperor, please follow me to the Sea of Bitterness of this poor monk."

As soon as Ao Mo finished his sentence, he immediately felt a change in his surroundings. Immeasurable seawater appeared out of nowhere and started pressing down on him.

Logically speaking, Dragon Clan was naturally palm-water.

This energy was not a threat to Ao Mo, but the moment the seawater appeared, Ao Mo felt the fear of death!

This sea was different from the other seas. This was the 'Sea of Bitterness' that the Receiving Sage had spoken of!

Saints were powerful, they could be annihilated with a single word, transforming into a Sea of Bitterness, even when Ao Mo had already entered the Taiyi Golden Immortal, it was still extremely difficult for him to struggle free.

On the other hand, the Receiving Sage was really shameless.

He was an ancient saint, and Ao Mo hadn't even been born for a thousand years.

However, he actually suppressed Ao Mo and wanted to capture him.

This bullying of the small matter, he did it with ease and familiarity.1

Ao Mo suddenly shouted in anger, "Receive! You are bullying the weak, don't be shameless. Aren't you, a saint of the buddhist faith, ridiculed by others!"

As he spoke, he had already taken out his Pearl of Suppressing Sea s and firmly protected himself.

This Sea of Bitterness was too terrifying. If anything went wrong, he would be in danger of dying.

Although Pearl of Suppressing Sea could evolve into the heavens, it was a pity that Ao Mo's level was too low and the Sea of Bitterness was formed from the will of a saint.

The receiver smiled calmly, laughed and said: "Benefactor, you will persevere on with this insignificant reputation, which means your personality is unclear, and it just so happens that you will follow this poor monk to quietly cultivate in Soul Mountain."

[What the hell is wrong with me? I am a saint! I am just shameless!]

Ao Mo had no choice but to admit that a saint was shameless.

Seeing that the Sea of Bitterness was about to take away Ao Mo and Dragon Emperor, a cyan sword suddenly flew out from the horizon.

This azure longsword had a domineering sword-aura, and it possessed the terrifying power to sever the heavens.

"Receive, how dare you bully my disciple?"

A voice exploded in the sky. The owner of this voice was naturally Ao Mo's master, the Patriarch of Accessing Heaven!

The Qingping Sword ruthlessly slashed across and directly tore the Sea of Bitterness apart. Ao Mo immediately flew away, wanting to escape from it.

Right at this moment, a spirit soul suddenly appeared in the Sea of Bitterness. He shouted to Ao Mo,

"Dragon Emperor, why don't you cross this bitter sea and pursue the endless magic of buddhism?"

When Ao Mo heard the sound, he immediately frowned!

He was too familiar with this voice.

"Jin Chanzi!"

At this moment, Jin Chanzi only had his soul left. He clapped his hands and the sea of bitterness rose up within him. Waves surged up and were about to entangle Ao Mo.

In the outside world, the Daoists had suddenly struck out with their big buddhist palms again and again, repelling the Qingping Sword!

Whether it was the deities in the Heavenly Court or the great powers in the world like Demonic Master , they were all completely shocked at this moment.

This, was it time for the Saints to fight again!

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