Everyone in the Taoist sect looked at each other in blank dismay.
At present, the person who plotted the Jiuyou game, Lord Lu Yadao invited the Peacock Daming King to help him with the help of Sakyamuni, and first suppressed the Buddhist venerables.
However, there were powerful Taoist sects blocking the way before, and then there was the central Saha Buddha suppressing it.
Even if the Central Saha Buddha disappeared, it would be difficult to compete with Yan Zhaoge, Yang Jian, Suo Mingzhang and others from the Taoist sect on the scene.
Now Daoist Lu Ya has become the one who is most likely to be out first.
The Ancient Buddha of Burning Lamp seemed to be at a disadvantage before, but after suffering painstakingly forbearance, he used the blessed pestle and Shakya relic to counterattack the Peacock Daming King. He turned the tables and turned defeat into victory. Seeing the central Saha Buddha suppressing the audience, he was one step away from success remote.
But then Yan Zhaoge ascended to Daluo and swept away all the Buddhas in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in the West.
Amitabha Buddha is in the Jiuyou Great Formation, while the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable is restrained by the Future Buddha and the Immortal Execution Formation.
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp also watched hope come to naught.
At this moment, the Taoist sect has an absolute advantage and can influence the outcome of today's Nine Serenities.
The great mage Xuandu had always been the one who competed for the chance in this round.
However, the sudden rise of the strange peak of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor made things turbulent.
However, the two of them had an affair with Yan Zhaoge, who was holding the key right now.
Among the rest of the Taoist sect, although Yang Jian has gradually become clear about the way, the opportunity to ascend to the Taoist realm is not in Jiuyou.
Even if he was ready, it would not be the last step today.
Suo Mingzhang has established his own way of cutting the sky, and it has become more and more exquisite and mysterious, but there is still a long way to go before hitting the Dao realm.
Feng Yunsheng, who also created Luo Yuan Chaos, is in a similar situation to Suo Mingzhang.
And even if she wanted to launch an attack on the Dao Realm, she would have to wait until after the Jiuyou round, otherwise it would add to the waves and might help the Mofa Heavenly Demon and the Twelve Capitals Heavenly God and Demon formation.
Yan Zhaoge's self-cultivation is unrivaled, shocking the heavens, but as the ancient Buddha said, after all, he has just entered the realm of Daluo, and he is also a unique way of cultivating the Three Purities, which needs to be nurtured and pondered.
Others, such as Yan Di who is not here, do not know whether they have achieved the realm of Da Luo Tianxian.
Even if he lands in Daluo, it will take a long time to continue to perfect the Fortune Knife, just like Yang Jian, Suo Mingzhang, and Feng Yunsheng.
And Da Luo Tianxian, such as Taiyi Daoist, Gouchen Great Emperor, Wudang Virgin, Yunxiao Fairy, Nezha, and others, are not ready yet, not enough to hit the last step.
So after counting and counting, it seems that there are still only two people left, the Great Master Xuandu and the Antarctic Longevity Emperor.
If there is no other choice, Yang Jian, Nezha, and the Wudang Madonna and Fairy Yunxiao who are in charge of the Zhuxian Formation will make peace with each other, open their eyes for the Great Master Xuandu and the Antarctic Longevity Emperor, and help them ease with Yan Zhaoge relation.
Even Emperor Gouchen, who had been at odds with Emperor Changsheng of Antarctica for many years, would persuade Yan Zhaoge to put the overall situation first.
Laojun's mind is unpredictable, and the Zhuxian Formation has inherent disadvantages.
The Taoist sect is authentic, and there is an urgent need for a powerful Taoist to sit in charge.
It was Tai Yi who was the first to speak out to persuade, trying to reconcile.
But at this moment, after hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, everyone couldn't help being startled.
In the perfect Buddha light behind the ancient Buddha's head, the purple lights swayed and swayed.
In the eyes of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor, emerald green brilliance flashed.
The third vertical eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows opened, and there was also a burst of brilliance in it.
Master Xuandu looked down at the sea of blood, and the expression of the old gentleman in the formation gradually became complicated.
Others had thoughtful looks on their faces.
Master Taiyi also stopped talking to mediate, and his eyes moved on several Taoist ancestors.
Gradually, a look of astonishment appeared on the faces of everyone.
Daoist Lu Ya looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Could it be that..."
"Your Majesty did not guess wrong." Yan Zhaoge said flatly: "Between His Majesty the Eastern Emperor and Amitabha Buddha, the beneficiary of this Laojun's move is His Majesty the Eastern Emperor."
Solved the plight of Amitabha Buddha and Wuliang Tianzun besieging Maitreya Buddha, but did not indulge Jiuyou to make things happen.
"So, you are not actually chosen by His Majesty the Eastern Emperor." Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "The candidate selected by His Majesty the Eastern Emperor needs to win the support of the old gentleman, and you, Brother Lu Ya, do not meet this requirement."
Daoist Lu Ya didn't feel angry or resentful, but just let out a long sigh of exhaustion.
Yan Zhaoge continued to turn his head to look at Master Xuandu, and looked at him calmly: "Conversely, you have never been the candidate selected by Laojun."
It's not just a no-support-nor-opposition attitude.
Although Master Xuandu has always been able to pull the banner of Laojun and win a lot of convenience for himself, Laojun seems to be indifferent and acquiescing, but since Laojun has ended in person, the situation has naturally changed.
"After all..." the Great Master Xuandu also looked up to the sky and sighed.
"As for you..." Yan Zhaoge looked at the Antarctic Immortal Emperor: "You are even more useless."
The Antarctic Immortal Emperor fixed his eyes on Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge looked at him calmly: "I'm not sure how much you guessed about Laojun's thoughts, which made you want to take advantage of Laojun, but today your hopes will come to nothing."
"Where is he?" The Antarctic Immortal Emperor asked slowly.
"Now, it should be in the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss." Yan Zhaoge said lightly.
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp had already looked out of Jiuyou, his gaze pierced through the void.
At this moment, in the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, between the blossoming green lotuses, a ray of light breaks into it!
Without the presence of Amitabha Buddha, this place would not be as clean and peaceful as it used to be.
The flowing light passed through the blossoming green lotus, and went straight into the pure land of the Buddha's kingdom where the battle defeated the Buddha.
Wuliang Tianzun wants to do something, but in the future, the Buddha and Zhu Xian will still prevent him from being separated.
The streamer flickered a few times, and the Buddha kingdom that had defeated the Buddha was shattered!
Under the Nine Nether Sea of Blood, the top of the treasure banner on the head of Amitabha Buddha is shining brightly, shaped like a golden lamp.
The golden lamp is leading from afar, passing through many voids, as if it wants to pick up people from the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and save the life of the Buddha.
But Laojun temporarily stopped Yuanshi Tianma and Dazizai Tianma, and an ancient bronze bell rang on Donghuang Taiyi's head.
When the bell rang, the golden lamp on the top of the treasure building on the head of Amitabha Buddha flickered.
As the lights dimmed, Dou Victory Buddha, who was supposed to be led to Amitabha Buddha, was stranded outside Jiuyou.
Yan Zhaoge and others looked around and saw a golden Buddha with twenty-four heads and eighteen arms sitting on a golden cloud with fish scales, a green lotus under the seat, and a golden lamp relic on top.
As the streamer flashed, the blue lotus platform shattered, the golden lamp went out, and the relic fell.
The golden Buddha suddenly erupted with patches of light rain, scattered in the vast void of the universe, and spread in all directions.
The brilliance faded away, the Buddha did not exist, and only a dim relic remained in place.
A fluffy paw grabbed the relic.
The owner of the claws was wearing a Taoist robe, but he had a hairy face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
It's just that, in that thin and small body of the seemingly funny Muhou Erguan, the aura is astonishing.