$ Chapter 578 Black Dog and White Flag, Beautiful Companion!

At the gate of the palace, Bai Yu's eyes were blazing:

"I am casting a coffin today, and I will bury the 13,000-year-old country of Dali!"

His voice was not loud, but it could penetrate metal and stone, and was clearly heard by everyone in the entire Lijing City.

The palace guard general's face changed drastically:

"You thief, how dare you speak so rudely and offend the majesty of heaven."

"God's arm crossbow, shoot!"

Instantly, hundreds of soldiers responded with a roar, and crossbow arrows shot at Bai Yu like a rainstorm.

However, these crossbow arrows were ten feet around Bai Yu and exploded into pieces of powder.

Bai Yu completely ignored the rain of arrows and swung the hammer in an orderly manner.

"Dang" "Dang——"

In an instant, a black iron coffin was formed.

"Get up!"

He carried the coffin and strode towards the palace.

Furious black dogs, rustling white flags.

The beauty took the lead, and the god carried the coffin.

This coffin will bury Dali's 13,000-year national destiny!

The guarding general felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he had encountered an immortal cultivator.

But it was his duty, and if he took a step back, his entire clan would be destroyed.

He shouted:

"The soldiers of the Imperial Guards, listen to my orders, form a military formation, and kill the traitors!"

He shouted, relying on his strength as a martial arts master, and led his army to charge forward with a long sword.

Bai Yu did not stop at all, carrying the coffin and walking forward step by step.

Beside him, Mantu snorted coldly, and the knife in her arms flashed.

Thousands of soldiers of the Imperial Guards in the field were all beheaded, and the ground was covered with heads and blood flowed like a river.

She followed Bai Yu with a knife, and she would kill anyone who blocked her way without hesitation, leaving no one alive.

Others might feel reluctant, but Mantu always regarded human life as worthless, and she had no burden to kill people.

In her eyes, anyone who stood in front of her was an enemy, and she should be killed!

Killing people is like mowing grass, regardless of right or wrong.

In the sky, there is a magnificent golden dragon that covers the sky and the sun.

This is the golden dragon of humanity and luck of Dali Kingdom!

It sensed the crisis and roared, and the luck of humanity rippled, and an invisible pressure fell on Bai Yu and the other person.

The two of them suddenly had a huge force.

However, Bai Yu did not even look up, but just kept moving forward with a blank expression.

The two men and the dog strode forward.

Wherever they passed, they stepped out a river of blood!

I don’t know how many imperial guards were run over, and the corpses were lying like grass.

The military generals and imperial guards in the palace were all scared by the killing and dared not to move forward again.

Finally, Bai Yu kicked open the door of the Golden Palace and smashed the black iron coffin upright on the ground in front of the civil and military officials.

"Please let the emperor go to heaven!"

On the dragon throne, Tai Kangdi of Dali Kingdom saw two people and a dog covered in blood, like evil spirits from hell.

The generals who usually commanded the battlefield were like paper figures in front of them.

Emperor Taikang was so scared that his legs went weak, his crotch felt hot, and he even peed.

He shouted:

"National Master, come and save me!"

At this time, a solemn monk came forward with a group of monks.

The leading monk was a powerful Yuanying, and the other monks ranged from Jindan to Qi Refining.

Although the six sects had a public opinion that the royal family of Dali was not allowed to practice immortality, nor were immortals allowed to interfere in human affairs.

But the royal family of Dali offered some monks to protect the safety of the royal family, and the six sects would not pursue it too much.

The monk chanted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, the national master is called Zhizhu, and he is a monk of Dachan Temple."

He saw that Bai Yu was unfamiliar, and thought he was a scattered monk who came out of nowhere, so he directly mentioned the name of Dachan Temple, trying to calm Bai Yu down first.

Then he subconsciously used his Buddhist skills to put a hat on Bai Yu.

"Donor, you are rebelling against your superiors, showing off your saintliness in front of people, disturbing the emperor of humanity, violating the Six Sects' Convention, and this is no different from the devil."

The country is good at debate, and Zhizhu is even better at it, otherwise he can't be the national teacher.

As long as he opens his mouth to debate with him, even if a good man of nine generations comes, he will feel that his sins are serious, repent and worship Buddhism.

"Donor, you are sinning heavily, I advise you to put down your butcher knife and become a god on the spot-"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yu raised his hand and slapped the air.

With a "slap", Monk Zhizhu received a loud slap on the face, and there was a slap mark on his right face.

He flew backwards with blood at the corner of his mouth and broke a big stone pillar in the hall.

Bai Yu said coldly:

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"The Yan royal family colluded with demons, and I came to subdue the demons."

"Whoever stands in my way will die!"

Monk Zhizhu covered his right face and looked at Bai Yu in disbelief.

Just now, he didn't see how Bai Yu attacked, and he was slapped without any ability to fight back.

"You... you are a powerful incarnation!"

But he quickly reacted and said:

"Even if you are a powerful incarnation, you can't violate the six sects' convention. Assassinating the king is equivalent to the devil!"

"Disciple Zhizhu, please come to the Bodhisattva Baoshu and preside over justice."

In an instant, a Buddha statue in the White Horse Temple in Lijing shone brightly.

The Buddha statue soared into the sky, and bursts of Sanskrit chanting sounded around it, and fell in front of Bai Yu.

The Buddhist sect is different from other sects. The disciples often walk in the world to collect incense and offerings.

The Bodhisattva Baoshu sent down an incarnation and received incense from believers in Lijing.

The Buddha statue spoke in a thunderous voice:

"I am the Great Zen Temple's Grand Elder, Bodhisattva Baoshu. Where are you from, and why did you come to my country of Dali to commit crimes?"

Bai Yu took a deep breath and repeated again:

"Lei Yang Sect, Bai Yu."

"The royal family of Dali has entered the devil's way, and I am here to kill the devil."

"Get out of the way, or I will kill you too!"

The long sword on Bai Yu's waist rang, and the killing intent was as sharp as a sword.

Bodhisattva Baoshu's heart trembled, and he felt a threat of death.

This incarnation of his has received countless incense and faith in Lijing, and his strength is close to the state of transformation.

But at this moment, he felt the risk of falling, which shows that the person in front of him is not a weakling.

He chanted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, empty words are not enough, how can you prove that the Yan royal family is connected with the monster?"

"And the six sects have an agreement. If you want to change the dynasty, you must discuss it together."

Bai Yu's face turned cold.

Su Yuechan and Senior Sister Yanli are in danger. By the time the six sects discuss it together, it will be too late.

His eyes were filled with cold light, and he stared at Bodhisattva Baoshu, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand.

The Bodhisattva Treasure Tree was startled and said hurriedly:

"Since you are determined, my incarnation cannot stop you."

"But are you ready? Assassinating the emperor of a great empire will backfire on the human destiny, which even a powerful person in the state of transformation cannot bear!"

"You may as well wait for a moment. My real body is on its way. It will not be too late to discuss it when the six sects and one city gather together."

Bai Yu said coldly:

"I can't wait a moment."

He pressed the hilt of the knife and strode out.

Seeing this, the Bodhisattva Treasure Tree wisely made way and looked at Bai Yu with a smile.

A great country, whose destiny is even stronger than that of the God of Transformation.

If Bai Yu really kills Emperor Taikang, the backlash will be enough to turn him into ashes.

So the Bodhisattva Treasure Tree is not in a hurry at all, just watching the show from the side.

In the sky, the golden dragon of destiny quickly circled down, and the dragon claws almost pressed on the top of the Golden Palace.

Every time Bai Yu took a step, the restraining force on his body doubled.

When he walked to the dragon throne with a knife, his spiritual power was almost suppressed to only one percent, and his shoulders seemed to be pressed by a huge force of tens of millions of pounds.

When Emperor Taikang saw Bai Yu coming with a knife, he screamed:

"You can't kill me, I am the son of heaven, and I have the destiny."

"If you kill me, you will be punished by heaven."

On the side, the Bodhisattva Baoshu watched coldly.

"This kid really dares to ignore the backlash and kill the king of humanity?"