People opened restaurants in the West, and even the gods were crying from greed.
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"Your Buddhist Sect is really righteous and sanctimonious.”

"Yang Jian!" Ling Ji's face darkened.

Since they had long shed all pretense of cordiality, there was no need to pretend to be polite anymore!

He forcefully pulled the Flying Dragon Staff towards himself, but it didn't move at all.

Yang Jian's large hand was like an iron clamp, causing Lingji's strength to sink into the ocean.

"You overestimate yourself!" Ling Ji shouted loudly, and the Flying Dragon Staff suddenly changed into a huge eight-clawed golden dragon.

His sturdy body forcefully broke free from Yang Jian's restraint.

The golden dragon opened its bloody mouth and charged at Yang Jian.

The abnormal movements here had long alarmed the great divine arts practitioners in the world.

The Jade Emperor's Supreme Heavenly Mirror revealed all the images.

"This Buddhist Sect is going too far!" The immortals were filled with righteous indignation. They had only agreed to the three-day deadline, and the Buddhist Sect was actually doing this!

He was too unscrupulous!

However, the Jade Emperor looked surprised, as if he had discovered something.

Spirit Mountain.

"Bodhisattva Lingji is truly a role model for our Buddhist Sect!”

"Yes, good."

Looking at the scene presented by Tathagata's great magic power.

Everyone from the Buddhist Sect smiled and was very proud.

Guanyin and the other two great warriors were even more relieved.

We can't afford to offend you, Holy Mother of Gold Spirit, but how can we not deal with a puny Yang Jian?

How dare you obstruct our Buddhist Sect's westward journey?

When the Journey to the West is over and Buddhism is flourishing, I want to see how your Xuanmen will stand!

The Buddhist Sect looked like they were watching a good show, but only the two Buddhas had slightly solemn expressions.

One was Tathagata and the other was Dipamkara.

Looking at the flying dragon, Ling Ji's eyes were filled with joy. His Flying Dragon Staff was refined from the corpse of the ancient dragon king, the Eight-clawed Golden Dragon.

The purity of the bloodline was a hundred times greater than that of the current Four Seas Dragon Race.

With the support of his Dharmic powers as a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, he wanted to see how a mere Primordial Immortal could withstand it.

"Big brother!" The Meishan Brothers who were the only ones awake shouted with great effort, their faces filled with anxiety.

Hearing his brother's weak voice, Yang Jian's cold face became even colder.

One punch, boom!

The fist collided with the golden dragon, producing a deafening sound. The entire Guanjiang River mouth trembled because of this huge energy.

Brother!

Yang Chan was so shocked that she knelt on the ground. Looking at the exploding golden light, her heart was in her throat, and tears were swirling in her eyes.

"Amitabha." Ling Ji chanted the name of Buddha, his face full of disdain.

Did he really think that he could defeat anyone just because he was known as the War God of the Three Realms?

ridiculous

Whoosh!

Ling Ji had yet to come back to his senses.

The sound of air being torn apart rang out.

Ling Ji's expression changed drastically when he saw the Flying Dragon Staff that had turned back into a staff.

He hurriedly took it.

What great strength!

Ling Ji's kind-looking face instantly twisted.

His entire body flew back a hundred meters and directly crashed into the mountain.

The golden light dissipated.

His figure gradually appeared.

He wore a yellow collared robe and a phoenix hat.

He held the three pointed blades in his hands.

His erect eye glared angrily, carrying the might of heaven and earth.

His demeanor did not decrease at all.

Ling Ji broke free from the mountain and quickly flew to Yang Jian.

His originally dignified appearance was now tattered, and his face was covered in dust, like an ascetic monk.

Comparing the two, it was obvious who was better!

"How is that possible? You're actually fine! How did you defeat my Flying Dragon Staff!”

Ling Ji gritted his teeth and roared in exasperation.

The gap between a Grand Immortal and a Grand Unity was like a chasm that couldn't be closed by talent.

Even if Yang Jian was the nephew of the Jade Emperor, it was impossible for him to have the body of an immortal and a human!

Yang Jian didn't reply. Vast magic power burst forth.

Three flower phantoms appeared above his head.

Ling Ji's body trembled, and his pupils constricted.

Heavenly Flower Tenth Grade!

Earth Flower eighth grade!

Tenth Grade Human Flower!

"Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Twenty-eighth Tier Flower Blossom!!!”Although Haotian and Tathagata were thousands of miles away, they both cried out in surprise at the same time, completely losing the indifference of a superior.

The materialized Buddhist Qi around Tathagata instantly dissipated, and Jade Emperor Haotian stood up on the spot. The crown on his head almost fell off.

Three flowers gathered at the top, 21st Tier Quasi-Saint could be expected, 27th Tier Saint aptitude.

In the Three Realms, there were only two people who had reached the Thirtieth Stage Realm and above.

They were Sage Taiqing's thirty-grade Flower Blossom and Dao Ancestor's astonishing thirty-third grade Flower Blossom.

Yang Jian's Flower Blossom was twenty-eight, which was one level higher than Saint Zhunti's. He was on the same level as Saint Nuwa and Saint Jieyin.

In other words, if it were not for the fact that the Saint's Heaven was set at six, Yang Jian would have the potential to reach the Saint Realm.

Was this reasonable?

It was too unreasonable!

Yang Jian's birth mother, Yaoji, was not as good as Haotian, and his father was only a mortal.

Although he had outstanding talent in the current Three Realms, he paled in comparison to the ancient mighty figures.

The activation of the Three Flowers had something to do with the feet.

Even Haotian could only bloom at the twenty-fourth level. It was already considered a lot for Yang Jian, who was even more shallow, to bloom at the twenty-fourth level.

But now, it was actually twenty-eight!!

"Am I dreaming?" The immortals muttered to themselves and began to doubt life.

The Buddhist Sect's performance was even worse. Everyone's mouths were so wide open that their jaws were about to fall.

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