Reincarnation of the Female Emperor: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

Even though he came along this way, Su Yun killed people from the magic way and the Buddha way, but in the old way, it is a conflict of interests. It is impossible to help someone who you don't know for no reason, right?

"His Royal Highness."

Ying'er was smart, and soon understood Xia Ziyan's worries.

She helplessly said: "Really no, it is better to say that if it were not for Lord Raksha, I would have been killed by those demons."

"Is that so."

The cold light in Xia Ziyan's eyes disappeared.

If Ying'er is really being persecuted, even if the rumored white-robed Raksha is more powerful, she will seek justice for Ying'er.

"Your Highness, don't mess around, Lord Raksha is very powerful!"

Yinger worried that Xia Ziyan accidentally angered Su Yun.

Although Xia Ziyan has a distinguished status, this is an ancient road, and the number of people who follow her in is extremely limited.

"Is it."

Xia Ziyan nodded.

"Being able to make such a reputation on the ancient roads will naturally not be weak."

For her, strength is not important, unless it reaches a certain level, it is only the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty.

And such people, she has seen too many.

Even in Tianjiao, could he be more talented than Jiuerjie?

It's just that she is kind to Ying'er right now, so naturally she will not be hostile to each other for no reason.

Thinking like this, Xia Ziyan leaned slightly towards Su Yun: "Thank you, fellow Daoist Rakshasa, for saving Ying'er."

"It's just a matter of effort."

Su Yun's eyes were dull.

He took Ying'er with him, as if he were looking for a guide, the latter seemed to be very familiar with the situation here.

Since Xia Ziyan is here now, Ying'er is safe and worry-free, so naturally there is no need to bother about it.

At this moment, the two people chatted, but it made the eyes of others around them flicker, and they weighed whether or not to continue the fight.

"Amitabha."

Among the crowd, a Buddhist monk took a step.

I saw Buddha's light twinkling on his body and Sanskrit sounds lingering.

Surprisingly, it is a Bodhisattva in the emperor state.

"This donor is Rakshasa in white?"

"The name taboo you called, this is the case for this seat."

The Bodhisattva nodded gently: "Poor monk Wuhui, I heard the recent rumours on the ancient path that the donor and I have no grievances or enmity in Buddhism. Why do I repeatedly kill my Buddhism disciples?"

As soon as the voice fell, those who were about to sneak away from the magic way immediately stopped.

"The Buddhism bald donkey is looking for trouble with the white rocha?"

Among these people, apart from Xia Ziyan who is the late emperor's cultivation base, the rest is the Bodhisattva Enlightenment with the highest strength.

With the mid-term cultivation base of the emperor state and the use of Buddhism methods, the strength is no weaker than the general power of the late emperor state.

"There is a good show to watch now."

"This Buddhism bald donkey has profound Dharma. He fought against the white-clothed Rakshasa, and the outcome is unpredictable!"

"I don't think it's not necessarily. The white-robed Rakshasa has been so strong recently, and it's not that there are no emperor-level powerhouses who are making trouble for him, but all of them have died tragically."

"Look at it!"

They don't care who is better.

Rather, if it is better to lose both sides, then they will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

In the crowd, Su Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly said: "If you kill, you will kill, there is no reason. Since ancient times, Buddha and Tao have been quarreling, not to mention that in this ancient Tao, even if you are outside, you still want to kill. , Why do you need to explain to you?"

"Amitabha."

The eyes of Wuhui Bodhisattva twinkled.

"The donor, you have fallen into the evil way, you are bloodthirsty, and the monks are compassionate. Today, the poor monk will save you!"

"Puff chuff~"

Ying'er couldn't help laughing.

Xia Ziyan was puzzled: "Ying'er, what are you laughing at?"

Ying'er pursed her mouth and chuckled lightly: "His Royal Highness, this monk still doesn't know his situation."

"Oh?" Xia Ziyan's eyelids twitched, "Do you think he will lose? This bodhisattva is a leader of the young generation in Leiyin Temple, with advanced Dharma and strong strength. Even if I meet him, it will cost a lot of money. effort."

"His Royal Highness, actually..."

Yinger hesitated for a moment, but did not say any more.

"Just look at it and you'll know."

As he spoke, the Bodhisattva Wuhui's breath swelled, and the robes he was wearing burst into brilliant golden light, and then matched the bursts of Buddha rhyme on Wuhui's body, evolving into a pseudo-world!

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

"Hi! There is a problem with that robe!"

"It can evolve the world, this..."

"It is rumored that there was such a treasure in Leiyin Temple, and it was passed on to a talented Buddha. Could it be him?"

"Who knows, the western world hasn't crossed that line for ten thousand years. Those bald donkeys have been unable to survive, and how far they have developed today is hard to say."

"But when this pseudo-world comes out, the Rakshasa in white is dangerous."

The power of the world, that is exclusive to the powerful emperor realm.