In a short period of time, the Sword Sealers had already exterminated all nine species in the Dragon God Mountain Range. They had originally planned to deal with the people from Qing Zong and Xu Zong, but when they heard Huoyi and Huoyi's words, they immediately changed their minds.
Now that they had followed Wutian, they had to think for him. If they could take all these people under their command, the combat power of the Shura Army would greatly increase.
"We'll wait and see!" Sword Four nodded. His eyes were like lightning as he glanced at the people around him. He said lightly, "Do you want to leave by yourselves, or do we have to invite you to leave?"
These people were basically from the first and second-rate sects. There were also some lone wolves, bandits, and so on. They had gathered at Gutuo Temple to try their luck and see if they could get some benefits.
Unexpectedly, not only did they fail to reap any benefits, they instead witnessed a tragic battle. In their hearts, the nine descendants of the Dragon God Mountain Range were existences comparable to gods. However, in the hands of this group of Sword Sealers, they were as weak as dead wood, unable to withstand a single blow.
It was the first time for many people to see such a scene. They had long been frightened by the aura of the Sword Sealers. Some of them had even fled at the sight of it.
At this moment, when the remaining people heard Sword Four's words, they did not dare to hesitate at all. They fled down Xuli Mountain without looking back as if their buttocks were on fire!
"A group of small fries dares to join in the fun. How laughable."
Jun Haotian smiled coldly. His gaze swept past the people from Qing Zong and Xu Zong, and finally locked onto Huoyi and Qi Qing. He said with a somewhat warning tone, "You can watch if you want, but I'll kindly advise you not to play any tricks. In addition, I hope you'd better make a choice before the battle ends."
After that, Jun Haotian looked at the dozens of brothers beside him and laughed. "Let's go and help our allies. We'll also meet those so-called Vajra Arhats. Haha …"
"Qi Qing, what do you think?" Huoyi asked doubtfully.
After thinking about it, Qi Qing sighed softly. "Let's wait and see first! After all, this is not a small matter. If we make one wrong move, we'll be doomed eternally! "
The battle began again. The Dark Army was not at a disadvantage against the 90 Vajra Arhats. Now that the Shura Army had joined in, the battle was completely one-sided.
Once news of what happened in Gutuo Temple spread, it immediately caused a huge commotion.
"The Sword Sealer of the Sword School became a subordinate of the Heaven-Defying Wutian and even established an Asura Legion. This is too funny!"
Many people felt that this was too inconceivable. The enmity between the Sword Sect and Wutian could absolutely be said to be irreconcilable. It was very normal for Wutian to want to deal with them, but wasn't this move a bit too ruthless?
After all, the Sword Sect had spent countless years of painstaking effort to nurture 99 Sword Sealers. But in the end, all of them had been defeated by their opponents. So, if this wasn't like marrying someone else, then what was it?
However, there were also many people who were in awe of Wutian after learning of this matter. To be able to obtain so many experts without paying any price, this kind of business was really worth it.
Another problem arose. Wutian had gotten a good deal, but the Sword Sect had lost so many experts for nothing, so wouldn't they be so angry that they would bang their heads against a wall? However, the result greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.
After Jian Wuhen learned of this matter, he didn't have much of a reaction. He only gave an order to the disciples in the sect. The disciples outside were to rush back to the sect as quickly as possible, and the disciples who were already in the sect weren't allowed to leave.
When they learned of this order, everyone felt that it was somewhat inconceivable because this method was equivalent to sealing off the sect!
However, everyone also understood that the Sword Sect would definitely not let this matter go. Just think about it, the people that they had painstakingly nurtured were all captured in one fell swoop in the end, and then turned around to deal with them. Who would be able to endure such a thing?
So, everyone suspected that the Sword Sect had sealed off the sect and was secretly plotting some sort of scheme.
"Jian Wuhen, what are you going to do next?"
The Great Venerable leaned against the throne in the Asura Palace's meeting hall. He seemed to be thinking about something. He rubbed his forehead with his right hand while his left index finger lightly tapped on the throne's armrest. Waves of rhythmic and clear sounds constantly reverberated in this place.
As for the Third Venerable and the others, they were sitting on two seats below. However, the Great Venerable didn't say anything. Everyone was drinking tea by themselves in silence.
Suddenly, the Great Venerable asked, "Third Brother, after hearing the rumors about Wutian, do you still plan to deal with him? Or do you still want to carry out your scheme?"
"I admit that I've underestimated him in the past. However, what can the Sword Sect's Sealed Sword prove? Can you guarantee that he'll be dead set on the Asura Palace? Besides, his cultivation is only at the initial stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. "The Third Venerable said with disdain.
"It seems like you don't know much about Wutian!"
The Great Venerable shook his head and slowly stood up. He swept his gaze over the few pillars of the Asura Palace and sighed in his heart. If it wasn't for the internal strife, the Asura Palace's influence in the Central Brilliance Continent would definitely develop rapidly.
"It doesn't matter if Wutian is dead set on the Asura Palace or not. I still hope that you can put an end to your ambitions. If you really want to avenge the Palace Master, you can wait for Wutian to return and challenge him face to face."
After saying that, the Great Venerable's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace. However, he left behind a sentence that shook the hearts of the other Venerables. It lingered in the hall for a long time.
"During the time that I'm not here, I hope that you can stick to your duty. If I return and find out that you've done something harmful to the Asura Palace, even if you have the support of those old monsters, you won't be able to escape the fate of death!"
… …
Xuli Mountain, Gutuo Temple.
When the Asura Army was attacking the ninety Golden Arhats, the Buddha Lord's voice, which had been silent for a long time, finally rang out from the Xuli Palace, "Gui Jianchou, Wutian, it seems like you've come prepared today! Fine, this old monk hasn't fought for several hundred years. Today, I'll spar with you. "
"Spar? Buddha Lord, aren't you too naive? How can you say such childish words at this time? If you want to spar, sure. If this old man wins, your Gutuo Temple will retreat to the desert. This oasis will be ruled by my Ghost Sect. Do you dare? "
"What if this old monk wins?" When the Buddha Lord's voice rang out, the door of the Xuli Palace opened. The space in front of the door distorted and an old monk wearing a sackcloth cassock appeared out of thin air.
"He's the Buddha Lord?" Wutian's pupils contracted, and his brows were filled with a trace of suspicion, because this person's appearance really did not look like an enlightened senior monk.
This so-called Buddha Lord was emaciated. He wore an old and tattered gown, a broken straw hat on his head, and a pair of dirty straw sandals on his feet. What surprised Wutian the most was that he had a big fat chicken leg in his hand. He gave off a very sloppy feeling!
"How is this an enlightened senior monk? He's more like a beggar!" the little fellow muttered.
Unexpectedly, the Buddha Lord's hearing was quite good. He heard every word. He looked over and smiled at the little fellow. "Little benefactor, you're wrong. Those who cultivate Buddhism pay the most attention to the heart. Only those with pure and kind hearts can obtain the Buddha's pity and achieve the supreme position of Buddha. Outside, it's just a stinky skin. Sooner or later, it will disappear with the passage of time. Why care about it?"
"Old monk, don't you Buddhists pay attention to the four emptiness? But as an enlightened senior monk, why are you gnawing on a big fat chicken leg? Could it be that your Gutuo Temple pretends to be vegetarian and recites Buddhist scriptures, but secretly, you're proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling? "The little fellow put its paws together and asked seriously.
"It's the four emptiness." The King Of Worms reminded.
The little fellow glanced at it and said angrily, "The Frog Lord is discussing Buddhism with this old monk. Why are you butting in? Go away."
"There's a saying in Buddhism …"
"There's a saying in Buddhism that when wine and meat pass through the intestines, Buddha will flow. As long as you have Buddha in your heart, Buddha will give you divine grace and blessing. Old monk, is the Frog Lord wrong?" The Buddha Lord was about to speak, but he was interrupted by the little fellow, who then looked at him mockingly.
Unexpectedly, the Buddha Lord was not angry. Instead, he praised, "Little benefactor, your wisdom is extraordinary. If you can convert to Buddhism, you'll definitely be able to cultivate the Golden Body of Arhat and achieve the supreme position of Buddha."
"Golden Body of Arhat? Are you referring to them? " The little fellow pointed at the Golden Arhat in the distance, who was being defeated by the Dark Army and the Shura Army. Its little mouth twitched with a frog-like sarcasm.
"Alas! What a sin! " The Buddha Lord shook his head and sighed. His eyes were merciful. He waved his arm gently, and the big fat chicken leg in his hand flew toward the Golden Arhat.
"If you win, this chicken leg will belong to me."
At this time, Gui Jianchou suddenly attacked. A cloud of black fog appeared and turned into a big hand that covered the sky. Then, it grabbed the big fat chicken leg in the air and grabbed it directly!
"Gui Jianchou, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, but your cultivation hasn't improved at all!"
As he spoke, the Buddha Lord took off the shabby hat on his head and threw it gently. The shabby hat, under the surprised eyes of Wutian and the other two, expanded with the wind. In the end, it was several times bigger than the big hand that covered the sky. It bloomed with thousands of rays of Buddha's light, like a golden sun, and covered the big hand as if to suppress it.
"An Imperial Weapon!" Wutian's expression became extremely strange. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might never have thought that the shabby hat on the Buddha Lord's head was actually an Imperial Weapon!
"Is his clothes also an Imperial Weapon?" The little fellow was surprised.
"Why are you paying attention to that? You should look at that big fat chicken leg." The King Of Worms reminded them.
The little fellow looked and said seriously, "It's very fat, very oily, very big, and smells good. But it's a bit dirty. The Frog Lord has no appetite."
The King Of Worms looked at the sky speechlessly and then roared, "Idiot, I'm not asking you to look at that. I'm asking you to think about why two Half Step Invincible Stage experts would fight over a chicken leg."
"They both like to eat it! You don't even know that? You're so stupid! "The little fellow raised its little paw and then added the word idiot.
"Wutian, I can't believe that you can get along with this' smart 'Lord Frog for so many years. I have to admire your perseverance and endurance."
"Damn it, I dare you to say that again." The little fellow opened its eyes wide and then looked at Wutian, asking humbly, "Son Of Heaven, tell me, what's so special about this chicken leg besides being fat and big?"
"I guess you're right. They both like to eat chicken legs." After thinking for a while, Wutian shook his head expressionlessly and said something that made the little fellow proud, but almost made the King Of Worms faint.
"How can there be Half Step Invincible Stage experts who like to eat chicken legs in this world?" The King Of Worms howled in his mind. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He was filled with sorrow and sorrow, and he couldn't find any words to describe it. How did he meet these two idiots?
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