Peerless God Emperor

He didn't walk towards the group, but directly walked towards the Buddha statue, causing a strange light to flash in the eyes of many in the crowd.    

Could it be that this buddhist cultivator wanted to cut the queue?    

The Buddhist steps continued forward without any intention of stopping. This further reinforced the conviction in the hearts of the crowd. The expressions on their faces became more and more marvelous as they crossed their arms in front of their chest, as though they were waiting to watch a good show.    

They also had the thought of cutting in line, but they did not dare take action. At this moment, if someone really did so, they would naturally want to see what the result would be.    

If this person succeeded, they would do the same.    

At this moment, the expressions of those standing in the front of the line turned cold as they stared at the Buddhist cultivator with sharp eyes. As long as he dared to do so, they would not show the slightest bit of mercy.    

However, the Buddha Cultivator didn't seem to feel the gazes of the surrounding people as he continued walking. Instantly, waves of terrifying pressure descended on him, wanting him to stop, but instead round after round of five-colored buddhist light was released, blocking all of the pressure.    

"Five-Colored Buddha Light!"    

The hearts of the crowd shook when they saw this scene. It was rumored that the buddhist dharma's most profound buddhist cultivator possessed the nine colors of buddhist light, also known as Divine Buddha. This meant that he was virtuous and perfect, like a god who transcended life and death, immortal and indestructible.    

The buddhist cultivators who possessed the seven-colored buddhist light were called great buddhas. For example, the Hierarch Western Heavengod, he possessed the seven-colored buddhist light.    

As for this buddhist cultivator in front of them, he actually possesses a five-colored buddhist light. This was already the limit of an Emperor Realm buddhist cultivator, it was impossible for him to be stronger than this. If he wanted to possess a six-coloured buddhist light, he had to step into the Saint Stage.    

In other words, this person's buddhist arts were practically invincible under the Saint Stage!    

"The Little Western Paradise Temple is where the Asura's Hell Buddha cultivation reigns the most. Dharma reigns the most. However, other than the Four Great Honored Warriors, there doesn't seem to be a fifth person that possesses the Five-Colored Buddha Light. This buddhist cultivator's cultivation is actually on the same level as the Four Great Honored Warriors!" Many people were shocked, obviously shocked by the buddhist cultivator's strength.    

Many people believed that the disciple of the Western Empyrean God was most likely to be one of the Four Great Honored Warriors. From the looks of it, this buddhist cultivator had a chance to compete with him!    

Feeling the explosion, the person who was communicating with the Buddha statue opened his eyes. When he saw the five-colored Buddhist light around the Buddhist cultivator, his expression changed drastically, as he knew what the five-colored Buddhist light signified.    

"May I have your name, Master?" That person asked, his tone was very polite, with the five-coloured buddhist light, it was enough to prove the strength of the person in front of him, his strength was definitely not inferior to his.    

"This humble monk's mnemonic battle." The other party replied calmly.    

"Fight!" The countenances of the crowd changed yet again as they gradually came to a realization.    

They could tell that this buddhist cultivator's style of conduct was different from ordinary buddhist cultivators. He was quite direct and was even a bit overbearing. Indeed, his style was reflected in his Dharma title.    

In terms of combat, this person should be extremely skilled.    

'Since the Buddhist arts are limitless and the Buddhist arts are different from those cultivated in the past, then the character of the Buddhist cultivators is also very different. This Buddha loves to fight, so it's no wonder he dares to ignore the crowds and head straight towards the frontlines. " Someone said in a low voice. Sure enough, the disciple recruitment event had gathered all sorts of Buddhist cultivators. The West Heaven Temple wasn't the only orthodox Buddhist cultivator in the current West Heaven City.    

Qin Xuan looked at the battle in the golden cassock. It gave him a feeling that this person was not a buddhist cultivator, but a world-class war god. He exuded a domineering aura that intimidated everyone around him.     

"Interesting. Before, I met an ascetic monk, and now, I met a Battle Buddha. The world is so big, and there's nothing too bizarre about it." Qin Xuan said with a smile.    

"If it wasn't for the West Heaven Lord accepting disciples, these Buddhist cultivators would not have gathered in the West Heaven City." Jiang Tianxing also said, "I'm afraid I'll encounter other buddhist cultivators in the future."    

"That makes sense." Qin Xuan nodded. He was looking forward to it.    

"Sir, if you are unable to comprehend this, please come down first." The eyes of the battle turned to the person who was communicating with the statue of Buddha, as he spoke, his tone was extremely casual, as though he was speaking in a casual manner.    

"Master, what do you mean by this? Everything has to be done first, second, and so on." The expression on the man's face instantly turned colder. He had also waited for a long time before his turn. Naturally, he was unwilling to give up the Buddha statue.    

"Even if he leaves, it should still be my turn. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Grandmaster." At this time, another person spoke indifferently, it was the person who was communicating with the Buddha statue.    

His gaze turned directly to the battle, as a sharp light flickered in his eyes. He wanted to communicate with the Buddha statue before him, did he ask for his opinion?    

The expression on the face of the battle was calm as he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, there are clouds in the Dharma. Everything in the world is fated and has nothing to do with order.    

"Even so, you still have to give it a try to know if it's fate!" That person said in a deep voice.    

"I am not destined to be able to communicate with the Buddha statue, so I might as well go somewhere else to seek my fortune. I don't want to waste my time here." The eyes of the spectators were filled with sincerity, as though they believed the words spoken by the old man.    

"You can do that?" Qin Xuan's gaze instantly turned strange. He had never seen such a buddhist cultivator before. He was so confident when cutting the queue, yet he still advised others to look for opportunities elsewhere.    

Admiration, admiration!    

"There's no need for Grandmaster to worry whether I'm destined to be with Buddha or not. Grandmaster, you should just wait at the back." That person's voice became colder and colder. He had never seen such a shameless buddhist cultivator.    

The battle smiled and said: "Almsgiver, have you seen the five-colored buddhist light behind me? Almsgiver, what do you think your odds of victory are if we were to fight?"    

The words of the battle caused the eyes of the old man to freeze as a sharp glint of light flickered in his eyes. Was this a threat?    

"Naturally, I am no match for master. However, has master ever seen the person behind me? Could it be that master wants to use his own strength to fight us?" He admitted that he wasn't a match for them, but at this moment, there were many people who stood on his side, so there was nothing for him to be afraid of.    

He did not believe that a battle would offend the masses.    

"Of course not." That person heard these words and a smile instantly blossomed on his face. Indeed, he did not dare to do so.    

However, in the next instant, Zhan Zhan lifted his hand and blasted out a palm strike. A resplendent golden buddhist palm imprint appeared, piercing through space like the hand of a godly Buddha, shattering the great dao as it blasted towards that person's body.    

That person's expression changed. He clearly didn't expect that the battle would suddenly start.    

He raised his fist and punched forward. A flash of purple lightning appeared in the sky and a wave of destructive lightning energy blended into the Fist Light, instantly ripping space apart.    

Boom!    

A huge sound of impact came out, the Power of thunder seemed to be suppressed, the buddhist palm directly pierced through the Fist Light and fiercely smashed into the Great Emperor's body, causing him to puke out a mouthful of blood, and his body was flung out!