The Demon Emperor of the Perfect World

Chapter 249 The Western Religion Venerable

Why would a girl with double pupils save Yurou? Could it be that Shi Yi was really that important to her?

Why would she rather stay with a strange woman than go home with herself?
  On the way back, Rainy Day thought about this more than once.

It was strange. Although their behavior made sense, he still felt that the two women were hiding something from him.

But he didn't know that because of the series of changes he caused, Shi Yi's life had already changed, and the girl with double pupils had another choice.

Although Yutian had doubts, he was close to the truth. But he had no evidence, just suspicion.

In contrast, Yurou, who was caught in the middle of the three parties, understood her embarrassment and entanglement. So he accepted this reason in his heart and respected her choice.

"I hope you won't disappoint me... and you, it has nothing to do with me who I accept as my disciple. But if you are troublesome for Shi Yi... there is nothing you and I can do for the time being, but..."

Rainy Day had no time to think too much, and his thoughts were pulled away by the witch again.

You have to thank her properly. This time when I go back, I will definitely be able to follow my own path and build the strongest formation!
  As soon as he brought Yu Zimo back, Yu Tian's face turned cold.

"I didn't expect this woman to give up and come looking for trouble again and again!"

In the sky above his mansion, Yuechan was fighting with the black-clothed witch dressed in the same costume as Beihai.

After the collision of powerful Noble Phantasms, Yuechan and the Witch both pulled away. Wherever you look, his mansion has long been reduced to ruins, and the sinkhole has been blasted deep into the sky.

Shihuang, he really did it for free, but he didn't care about anything. Could it be that he thought that with a piece of news, he could be tied to this broken car in Shiguo for free?
  Since he doesn't contribute, he doesn't want to care about his royal family.

"You still dare to make trouble, do you think I'm really easy to talk to? Just save your life today!"

With a roar, the sky changed color. Yutian used the Golden Crow's Sky-Splitting Claw, which instantly transformed into a thousand-foot-large size and grabbed Yuechan.

"Hmph! I have been imprisoned in my spiritual body and I have been humiliated many times. It is not certain who will kill whom!"

Yuechan changed the position of the golden cauldron and blocked the rainy day's attack, her pretty face turned frosty.

"Mr. Zhong, Master Wuchen, take action!"

As soon as Yuechan finished speaking, light and shadow flashed on the roof of a dilapidated palace, revealing the old man of Butian Sect who had previously appeared in the Virtual God Realm.

The old man closed an ancient book and stood up.

On the other side, a yellow-robed monk sat cross-legged in the void, holding a rosary in one hand and chanting sutras in a single-palm salute.

"Little brother, your performance has been very good since we parted ways in Beihai!"

The witch held her fragrant cheek in her hand, blinked her eyes strangely, and said with a smile.

"Witch, do you really want to make enemies of the many great religions in the upper world and collude with this sinful and bloody evil?"

Just as she was about to change her target and join forces to suppress Yuetian, Yuechan was suddenly blocked by the witch, and she couldn't help but squeeze her jade hands tightly.

"Oh my! Sister Fairy is very good at wearing high hats. I can't bear such a big crime!"

The witch pretended to be afraid, smiled coquettishly and turned away from Yuechan, proudly raising her swan-like snowy neck with a look of disdain.

"Witch, don't make any excuses..."

Before Yuechan could speak, the witch continued to use a mocking tone, not giving Yuechan a chance to refute.

"Retaliating for personal revenge is a personal revenge! When you failed to seize the opportunity, you turned your spiritual body into betrayal, but falsely used it in the name of righteousness... I think Sister Xianzi is not suitable for the Butian Sect. It would be more suitable to establish another Taoism and become a female Bodhisattva."

Yuechan was so angry that she threw the golden cauldron, and then took out the flute sword with her jade hand.

The witch was not afraid at all. She blocked the golden cauldron with a void animal skin containing half of the grass-lettered sword formula, and pressed the God-suppressing Pearl directly towards Yuechan. The fairy and the witch are fighting against each other. Although their movements are pleasing to the eye, all their moves are aimed at the dead hand.

Yue Chan watched helplessly as the witch's pair of jade legs, wearing her own Tianchan clothes, easily blocked her attacks and showed off to her from time to time, and she immediately gritted her silver teeth.

The delicate body was light and agile, deflecting and flying like a butterfly, and then the witch's God-soothing Pearl directly pressed against the three flowers on the top of Yuechan.

"Come on, sister is optimistic about you and will block this Yuechan for you first!"

From the corner of his eye, he saw the old man and the monk about to take action, and the witch did not forget to tease Yu Tian.

Yutian was not moved by the witch's teasing, but looked at the Wuchen monk with a solemn expression.

Yu Zimo's little face was flustered, and she took out the divine decree with her little hand and was about to hand it to Yutian.

"There's no need to deal with them yet, just stay back!"

Yutian gave her a reassuring look and persuaded her to leave and hide first.

"Fellow Taoist, you have a predestined relationship with our religion. Our religion is compassionate and merciful. As long as you convert to my religion for what happened to Xiao Xitian, today's poor monk can forget about it!"

Monk Wuchen stopped chanting, opened his eyes and looked at the rainy day kindly, counted the rosary beads and slowly opened his mouth, with a solemn appearance.

"Oh, mercy? If you are really like this, then Xiao Xitian will not take action and let me, Butian Pavilion, give birth to so many wronged souls."

Yutian sneered, his expression very cold.

Wuchen didn't seem to see Yutian's face, and didn't care about his words. Instead, he shook his head.

"Even though Xiao Xitian is under the jurisdiction of our religion, it is not my professor's intention to attack your former master. However, it is understandable that there are some evil obstacles in the forces. For example, in Butian Pavilion, not everyone is united. This does not mean that it is not ?"

"To put it nicely, I have already eliminated the traitors in Butian Pavilion. If you, the Westerner, do not teach your traitors well and allow them to cause trouble, then the people of the world will demand retribution. Your attitude of calling for an investigation during this trip is obviously It's for revenge. What's your excuse? Could it be that if someone kills me, then I'm not allowed to kill him?"

On a rainy day, he held a spear in his hand and did not dare to let down his guard at all when talking.

This monk put a lot of pressure on him. With that hidden but unsettling aura, he was definitely not an ordinary venerable person.

"Oh... forget it! You have been blinded by hatred and have demonic obstacles in your heart. After you return to the sect with the poor monk and help you to be saved, you will understand the poor monk's words."

Wuchen sighed helplessly, then held the rosary beads and clasped his hands together, and his whole body was illuminated by golden light.

The loud voice seemed to come from the sky, and the fonts of the chanted scriptures flew out of his mouth one by one, turning into a giant palm of golden light, and came towards the rainy day with great power to suppress it.

"A hypocritical and selfish bald donkey, are you worthy?"

Yutian scolded in a cold voice, and Luan Gun summoned countless phantoms of spears. He waved his giant palm and charged at the same time with his spear, stabbing Wuchen directly.

The giant palm and the gun shadows all over the sky disappeared at the same time. The huge explosion shook the entire imperial capital. The aftermath ripples spread to all directions, activating the imperial city's protective formation.

Wuchen shook his head. On the surface, he was not angered by the rainy weather, but his blow was much heavier than the previous one.

"Fellow Taoist is too rude. Although the poor monk is compassionate and takes it as his duty to save all sentient beings, there are also angry-eyed Vajras who cannot be insulted by fellow Taoists."

I saw him wave his hand, and the Buddhist beads in his hand flew out, turning into a large array of golden beads, trying to tie up the rainy day.

On the other side, Mr. Zhong threw the ancient book into the sky. The wind and clouds moved, lightning and thunder roared, and the earth began to crack.

"Sword of Earth!"

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