Chapter 149 Killing... Started

"Hey, Yang Yu killed us for revenge? Do you know what it means to be a quasi-sage? That little beast is nothing but an ant, so how can we fail?"

Manjusri Bodhisattva smiled sarcastically. The current situation was not arranged by him, but the entire Three Realms giants, and there were no less than five people at the quasi-sage level.

Yang Yu is only a big Luo Jinxian, how could he be the opponent of the five quasi-sages before breaking through?

"Then just wait and see."

Qi Guang went straight up to the sky, without looking at Manjusri Bodhisattva, his expression was incomparable, and he came directly to the second heaven.

"Amitabha, a disciple of Bodhi, you should ask for advice!"

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at Qi Guang, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then, with a bright Buddha's light, he stepped out directly and killed Qi Guang.

"boom!"

Qi Guang was still unwilling to be outdone, the sword in his hand slashed out, and the terrifying sword glow swept across the world. That terrifying power was definitely strong enough in the realm of Taiyi Jinxian!

Qi Guang, of the Guangzi generation, his cultivation and spells are not top-notch, but they are all proficient!

At this moment, a sword is cut out, and that momentum is definitely not weak!

However, no matter how powerful Qi Guang's sword light is, it is useless. During the attack of Lingji Bodhisattva, the magic power of Daluojin Wonderland is rampant, completely suppressing Qi Guang's sword light.

Not everyone is Yang Yu. Between Daluo Jinxian and Taiyi Jinxian, there is a moat, which cannot be crossed!

As under the hands of Manjushri, Qi Guang did not die, but both his body and his soul were severely impacted and severely injured.

Then, the third day...

Fourth day...

tenth day...

Twenty days...

Thirty days...

When the mist of the 33rd layer of heaven once again had a figure waiting for it from the 32nd layer of heaven.

In the sight of everyone, Qi Guang, who was covered in blood and was able to walk with the divine sword supporting his body, came over, his expression was very cold, and there was only a monstrous murderous intent in his eyes!

These heavenly gods and buddhas have countless conspiracies and tricks. If you want to kill them to punish the younger brother, you should be damned!

"Buzz!"

Patriarch Bodhi wrinkled his brows indiscernibly, and then brought Qi Guang to his side with mana, and injected a wisp of mana into his body, and began to recover Qi Guang's injuries.

"Hey, this kind of waste is still participating in the recruitment conference. It is impossible for this kind of waste to join."

"It's just a piece of trash. They have only entered the 32nd Heaven. The gatekeepers who couldn't even hurt the corners of our clothes were beaten into such a miserable appearance."

"It's really shameful, I'm still a quasi-sacred disciple, I've seen that the monsters and ghosts in the mortal world are inferior!"

The disciples of Quansheng and Da Luo Jinxian spoke coldly, all sarcastically, and everyone stared at Qi Guang playfully.

Patriarch Bodhi and Qi Guang didn't say anything. They looked at the ancient mirror and the other disciples who had begun to pass through the barrier. Their faces were very ugly.

Especially Qi Guang, his fists were clenched tightly, and his neck, arms, and forehead were all exposed with blue veins!

These gods and Buddhas, in order to plot against their Bodhi disciples, even the quasi-sages descended their avatars, and each of them severely injured them, as if they were humiliating them.

The other people who participated in the Heavenly Court recruiting, but they went all the way unimpeded, and there was no battle.

Qi Guang's heart is extremely angry, and his killing intent is soaring to the sky, and he can't wait to kill these gods and Buddhas now.

However, he couldn't do it, and neither could his master.

After waiting for nearly an hour, the nine disciples of Patriarch Bodhi all ascended to the 33rd Heaven.

It's just that none of the nine people are safe and sound, and everyone's body is broken, and their souls are shaken, and they are severely damaged to the point where they have almost no combat power.

"Haha, okay, this time the Heavenly Court Recruitment Conference was good. All of them passed. I have to say that I am very pleased."

The Jade Emperor opened his mouth and looked at Patriarch Bodhi and his nine brothers with a cold smile.

"However, ninety-nine-eighty-one difficult, bad demon kings don't need so many people, so some must be eliminated, just right now, they are next to the prehistoric battle platform, this time I have brought a total of nine prehistoric battle platforms. , just right, it was decided by lottery, divided into seven batches, each time there are nine champions, and the final fifty-four champions can be used as substitutes for those who fell to the demon king and join the journey to the west."

The Jade Emperor opened his mouth and looked at Patriarch Bodhi with a smile, but the murderous intent in this smile was very strong.

Nine prehistoric battle platforms, nine champions.

Of course there are attackers, and who are the attackers? how many people?

Who knows? !

"Hey hey, is it finally going to start? Nine wastes who are almost out of combat power, this kind of brutal killing, I like it!"

"Hahaha, nine seriously injured trash, can I cut them to death with one knife at a time?"

"There are still a few female disciples. It's really beautiful. When this demon king is going to challenge these two female disciples, you can enjoy it before you die!"

All around, those quasi-sage disciples sneered instantly. There is no lottery for who is the leader, but they have already set their sights on the nine disciples of Patriarch Bodhi.

...

At this moment, outside the Nantianmen of Heavenly Court, a man dressed in white, like a fairy, appeared, and beside him, the shadow of Houtu stood quietly beside him.

The man in white waved his hand, and in the mirror surface where the clouds condensed, the scene began to flow backwards, and the pictures began to reverse.

In the end, the man in white saw the scene when the twenty-eight constellations and the four Jiuyi Xingjun guarded him.

Looking at the Taiyi Xuanxian, the waste-like mortal demon king in the golden fairyland, the thirty-two Taiyi Jinxians thought they were inferior before they even fought, and then ascended to the thirty-third heaven unimpeded. A cold smile appeared.

Afterwards, the man in white looked at the extremely ugly Zheng Chou and began to break into the thirty-two heavens. He looked at the dazzling and gorgeous, but the discerning person knew that the sword lights were completely ineffective. He fell to the ground with heavy injuries, blood soared, and the smile on the corner of his mouth... It was like a god of death raising the corner of his mouth.

Finally, Manjushri, the avatar of Lingji Bodhisattva came, and the nine disciples of Bodhi Patriarch passed through the barrier, and everyone suffered great humiliation.

The guards of the 32nd Heaven who couldn't even hurt Taiyi Xuanxian before, turned into devils in an instant, and would be extremely stubborn, even if they died in the end, the nine people who were still in the 32nd Heaven, beat them. Everyone was severely wounded, and they were almost injured without any combat power.

"Whatever you want, just do it."

Next to the man in white, the phantom spoke, his voice was soft, and there were no unnecessary words.

The man in white raised his head and looked at the Thirty-Three Heavens within the Nantianmen. The smile on the corner of his mouth was bloodthirsty like an Asura, and he said in a very solemn voice:

"The killing...begins!"