The Strongest Husband in Ten Thousand Realms

"Hey, Yang Yu killed us to take revenge? Do you know what the quasi-sage means? That little evil animal is nothing but ants, how can we fail?"

Manjushri gave a sarcasm. The current game was not arranged by him. It was the giant of the Three Realms. There were no fewer than five people at the quasi-sage level.

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

"Then wait and see."

Qi Guang directly soared up into the sky without looking at Manjushri Bodhisattva. His expression was so plain that he descended directly on the second heaven.

"Amitabha, a disciple of Bodhi, please ask for advice!"

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at Qi Guang with a smile at the corner of his mouth. Then, the Buddha's light was shining, and he stepped directly out to kill Qi Guang.

"boom!"

Qi Guang was still unwilling to show weakness. He cut out the divine sword in his hand, and the terrifying sword light swept across the world. That terrifying power in the realm of Taiyi Golden Fairy was definitely strong enough!

Qi Guang, a broad-character generation, his cultivation and spells are not top-notch, but they are all very proficient!

With a sword cut out at this moment, that momentum is definitely not weak!

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

Not everyone is Yang Yu, between Daluo Jinxian and Taiyi Jinxian, there is a moat that cannot be crossed!

Just like under Manjusri Bodhisattva, Qi Guang did not die, but both the physical body and the primordial spirit were severely impacted and traumatized.

Then, the third day...

Fourth Heaven...

The tenth heaven...

Twenty Heaven...

Thirty heavens...

When in the mist of the thirty-third heaven, a figure was waiting again from the thirty-two heaven.

In the sight of everyone, Qi Guang, who was covered in blood and was able to step forward with a divine sword supporting his body, walked over, his expression was very cold, and only a pair of eyes were murderous!

These heavenly gods and Buddhas have countless conspiracies and tricks. If you want to kill them, you must die!

"Om!"

Patriarch Bodhi wrinkled his brows unnoticeably, and then brought Qi Guang to his side with mana, infused wisps of mana into his body, and began to recover Qi Guang's injury.

"Hey, this kind of waste still comes to the recruitment conference. It is difficult for this kind of waste to be added."

"It's just a rubbish. It's just a thirty-two heaven. The guards who couldn't even hurt our clothes, they were beaten into this miserable appearance."

"It's really embarrassing, and the quasi-saint disciple, I see that the monsters and ghosts in the world are not as good!"

A group of quasi-sages, Daluo Jinxian's disciples spoke coldly, they were all talking satirically, 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 break through the barrier. Their faces were very ugly.

Especially Qi Guang, with his fists clenched, his neck, arms, and forehead are all exposed!

These gods and Buddhas, in order to calculate their bodhi disciples, even the quasi saints lowered their clones, and each severely injured them, as if humiliating them.

But the other people who participated in the Heavenly Court Recruitment were unimpeded all the way, and there was no battle.

Qi Guang's heart was extremely angry, and his killing intent was soaring, wishing to kill the gods and Buddhas now.

However, he can't do it, neither can his master.

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

It's just that none of the nine people are safe and sound. Everyone's body shattered, the soul shook, and it was hit hard to the point of almost no combat power.

"Haha, okay, this time the Heavenly Court Recruitment Conference is not bad. All of them passed. I have to say, I am very pleased."

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

"However, nine-nine-nine-eighty-one is difficult. The poor Demon King doesn't need so many people. Therefore, we must eliminate some of them. It happens to be next to the prehistoric battle platform. This time I have drawn a total of nine prehistoric battle platforms. , Just right, it was decided by lottery, divided into seven batches, each time nine challengers, and the final fifty-four challengers can be used as substitutes for those who have fallen to the demon king to 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 battlefields, nine masters.

Then there are naturally attackers, but who are the attackers? how many people?

Does anyone know? !

"Hehehe, is it finally going to start? Nine pieces of trash that are almost out of combat power. I like this kind of brutal killing!"

"Hahaha, nine badly wounded rubbish, can I cut them to death with one blow?"

"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!"

Around the surroundings, the quasi-sage disciples instantly sneered, and now they have not drawn lots to find out who is the leader, but they have already focused on the nine disciples of Bodhi Patriarch.

...

At this moment, outside the South Gate of the Heavenly Court, a man dressed in white, who looked like a fairy, appeared, beside him, the phantom of Hou Tu stood quietly beside him.

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

In the end, the man in white saw the sight of the twenty-eight stars and the four nine star monarchs.

Looking at the Taiyi Profound Immortals, the trash-like mortal demon kings of the Golden Fairyland, the thirty-two Taiyi Golden Immortals considered themselves inferior before they even fought, and then boarded the 33rd Heaven unimpeded. There was a stern smile.

Afterwards, the white-clothed man looked at the extremely ugly Zheng Chou and began to make his way into the 32nd Heaven, looking at the dazzling magnificence, but everyone with a discerning eye knows that there are twenty-eight star generals and four nine star kings. The killer fell to the ground, blood soaring, and the smile on the corner of his mouth...like a **** of death raising his mouth.

Finally, the clone of Manjushri and Lingji descended, and the nine disciples of Bodhi Patriarch passed through the barrier, and everyone suffered great humiliation.

The Thirty-Second Heavenly Guardian who could not even be injured by the Taiyi Profound Immortal before, instantly turned into a devil, and will be extremely stubborn. Even if they will die in the end, the nine people who smashed into the Thirty-Second Heaven will be beaten. Everyone was hit hard, and almost no one was injured.

"Do whatever you want, just do it."

Next to the white-clothed man, the phantom spoke, his voice was very soft, and there was no extra words.

The white-clothed man raised his head and looked at the 33rd Heaven within the Southern Heaven Gate. The smile on the corner of his mouth was bloodthirsty like Shura, and his voice was extremely harsh.

"The killing...began!"

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