Peerless God Emperor

"Grandmaster is incredible!" Even though he lost an arm, his strength was not affected at all. He was truly transcendent, and nothing could affect his state of mind.    

When he recalled the first time he met him in Nanxiao City, he was so inconspicuous. Who would have thought that he was actually a hidden expert?    

In the direction of the Moku tribe, a luxuriously dressed young man looked over at the Great Western Heaven Temple and asked, "Are all the Buddhist cultivators in the Great Western Heaven Temple so low profile? If it were me, I would ask the Buddhist cultivator from the Little Western Paradise Temple for guidance. "    

As the sound of the young man's voice faded, the faces of the crowd all flickered with a strange expression. These words seemed as though they were trying to sow discord.    

"I've heard that the four Saints of the Moke Clan love to contend with others. They are truly magnanimous. It's true that we will meet today." In the direction of the Little Western Paradise Temple, Revered Thoughtless spoke to the young man of the Moke Clan.    

"Is that the Fourth Holy Son of the Moko clan?"    

Many people's heart trembled. It was said that the Moke Clan had four Saint Sons. The Great Sage was the third on the Heavenly Rankings, Gu Jiuge. The other three Saint Sons were all extraordinary characters, and the name of the four Saint Sons was Qing Yan, ranked fifteenth on the Heavenly Rankings.    

It looks like the Mokovs are going to use Qing Yan as their core this time.    

"Since we'll have to compete sooner or later, why don't we start now?" Qing Yan spoke indifferently. His words were extremely direct and he did not say much about it.    

"If that's the case, then I'll grant you that wish."    

A voice rang out from the direction of the Great Western Heaven Temple. A buddhist silhouette stepped out, surrounded by buddhist light as the Power of the Great Way circulated around his body. He stepped onto the buddhist altar at the north, his expression as calm as water.    

"Directly going to the northern Buddhist Altar. He's going to fight for his dao." The crowd mused in their hearts. It seemed that even the Buddhist cultivators of the Great Western Heaven Temple wanted to contend against the Buddhist cultivators of the Little Western Paradise.    

The Little Western Paradise Temple was located in the Asura Hell, and was extremely famous. They came from the Jun Xuan Continent, and the two tigers couldn't live on the same mountain. If they wanted to become famous, they could only defeat the Little Western Paradise Temple, proving their strength.    

As the Buddhist cultivator rushed forward, a young Buddhist cultivator walked out from the direction of the Little Western Paradise Temple. It was indeed the Stainless.    

Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he similarly landed on the top of the northern Buddhist altar. He clasped his hands together and said, "Sorry for the offense."    

"You talk based on your strength, how can you offend me? Just do your best and fight." His tone was calm and unhurried, as if he had already obtained victory.    

Qin Xuan glanced at that person. Although he was a Buddhist cultivator, his personality was a little too irascible. However, this was only his personal opinion. There were a thousand sides to a Buddhist cultivation, and each one of them could be different and could not be generalized.    

"The battle between the two Buddhist cultivators will definitely be very exciting!" Many people looked at the buddhist altar with anticipation. There was no need to talk about the power of Stainless, it was already extremely famous. They just didn't know how strong his opponent was.    

Boom!" A huge explosion sounded out, and the Taoist intent of the Great Western Paradise Temple's Buddhist cultivator was extremely tyrannical. The four colored Buddhist light blossomed and turned into the palm of an Ancient Buddha.    

Wugou raised his head, glanced at the Ancient Buddha's palm, and reached out his hand. Ancient Buddhist characters lined up in the air, all of them releasing an extremely sharp aura, like a divine weapon, unstoppable.    

The many ancient characters penetrated through space and collided with the Ancient Buddha's palm, producing a violent clashing sound. Wu Ji looked at the buddhist cultivator, his eyes emitting a bright buddhist light, as if he had turned into a god. His entire body emitted a holy and extraordinary aura, making people not dare to look directly at him.    

When that Buddhist cultivator's eyes met with the eyes of the Stainless, countless figures of Stainless Sword appeared in his mind. They pointed their fingers at the same time, and terrifying suppression gushed out, causing his head to violently tremble. His face was as pale as paper.    

With a loud bang, the buddhist cultivator was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood in the air and then fell to the ground in a sorry state.    

He saw a profound look flash past the eyes of the Arhat. He was from the Great Western Paradise Temple, and he recognized the buddhist cultivator that had attacked just now. His talent was definitely not weak, but he suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the Infinity Dirt.    

From this, it could be seen that the Little Western Paradise did indeed nurture a person with exceptional talent.    

"Congratulations." Arhat said to the Stainless.    

"Amitabha." After that, he walked down the altar and returned to the Little Western Paradise Temple camp. When the buddhist cultivators saw him return, their expressions became extremely calm, as if this result was already within their expectations.    

If he couldn't even beat the Forbidden Venerable Four, then the others wouldn't have a chance.    

The assessment continued, and more and more people began to take action. Almost every once in a while, a demon-level character would enter the stage, stunning the audience as he won a round of cheers.    

During this period of time, Qin Xuan saw many familiar faces, such as Swordseven of the Non-Phase Sword Sect, Han Qian of the Soul Refining Sect, Ning Wuque of the Creation Immortal Palace, and another person who surprised Qin Xuan, it was Yin Zhengqing of the Vast Universe divine mountain.    

Yin Zhengqing chose the southern buddhist altar. Amongst the four buddhist altars, the southern buddhist altar had the highest difficulty as there were very few people who passed the examination.    

This made Qin Xuan have a deeper impression of Yin Zhengqing. After all, he had met Yin Zhengqing once, and he had a good impression of him. If there was a chance in the future, he could get to know him a little.    

Qin Xuan had never forgotten that other than his identity as a Tianxuan, he was also the Qin of the Nine Heaven Immortal Country.    

He always remembered the words that Yi Sheng had told him. It would be the best thing if he could rope in a powerful helper for the Nine Heavens Immortal Kingdom.    

At this moment, Thoughtless, Thoughtless, and Thoughtless stepped out at the same time, walking in three different directions. The gazes of the crowd couldn't help but freeze. The three of them attacked together?    

Qin Xuan's expression also changed. These three all had the cultivation of a Great Emperor. They were all extremely talented, had extraordinary perception and possessed the five-colored buddhist light. What would happen if they all attacked together?    

Countless gazes were fixed on the three silhouettes, they only saw them being so distracted to step onto the northern and eastern Buddhist altars while the southern and western Buddhist altars respectively.    

In the next moment, the three of them used their own techniques, and behind them was an incomparably dazzling five-colored buddhist light. Waves of will circulated around their bodies, as if they were one with the world.