Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

The Emperor of Heaven and the Buddha had an idea in mind, and directly dispatched countless heavenly soldiers and generals, seventy-two immortals, twenty-three heavenly realms of immortals and Buddhas, and three golden realms of immortals.

The appearance of that formation that seemed to be able to destroy the world caused many cultivators in the human world to feel their legs go weak and they instantly knelt on the ground.

Jin, Golden Wonderland?

There was fear in their eyes and their hearts were trembling.

Even when the Golden Immortal Realm arrived in the human world, his cultivation was suppressed and he could only exert the strength of the late Heavenly Immortal Realm, but this was already terrifying enough.

One Golden Immortal could easily crush them, let alone three Golden Immortals coming together.

The immortals and Buddhas in heaven are too crazy. They are really desperate to kill Mo Lian.

"Hand over Mo Lian, and I will spare your life."

The voice of Tianlun Jinxian, the leader of the heavenly realm, was not loud, but it resounded in the ears of every citizen through the rhyme of Tao.

Another Qingyin Bodhisattva, who was holding a pure bottle and had a lotus mark on his forehead, looked at the lower world with compassion: "Mo Lian is a traitor to our Buddhism. She has abandoned the Buddhist rules and regulations and is stubborn. She has acted cruelly in the human world and killed innocent people. Her crimes are heinous. As long as you hand over Mo Lian, the heaven will not punish you because of her."

Another Golden Immortal said coldly: "Why bother talking so much to these ants? Just kill them all and let the world know that the majesty of the heavens cannot be challenged."

The monks from the lower world looked at each other, then looked at the snow-white figure in front of them, with hesitation on their faces.

They are afraid of death, but unwilling to accept it.

"Mo Lian, you can't implicate us." A voice came from the crowd.

Seeing this, some people quickly distanced themselves from Changqing.

The people in heaven saw this and all showed mocking smiles on their faces.

Qingyin Bodhisattva: "Amitabha, good, good, Mo Lian, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away. Even now, you are still stubborn and have wasted other people's lives."

"Mo Lian, please, we don't want to die."

"Mo Lian, aren't you the Buddha who saves all living beings? The people in heaven only want you. Do you want to watch the human world being washed in blood and see the dead souls everywhere?"

"Fellow gods and Buddhas, we are all innocent. It was the evil monk Mo Lian who threatened us."

The overwhelming power of the Heaven Realm overwhelmed the beings in the human world. They could not muster any desire to resist and could not help but kneel down and beg Chang Qing.

Ordinary people felt the most severely among them. They felt as if the sky was about to collapse. Everyone stopped and looked up.

Some people stumbled back home, shouting in despair: "I can't die yet, I still have an old mother to take care of at home, and I still have a lot of things to do."

Someone sighed and wiped away tears with his sleeves: "Everyone is like this. We have studied hard for twenty years, just waiting for the next autumn exam. When the gods fight, the mortals suffer."

"Please ask the Buddha to kill himself."

The sound was mighty and carried a kind of despair, tragedy and indignation, which pierced people full of holes.

"Master Mo Lian is a good man. Good people should not end up like this. You have forgotten the time when the master exorcised demons and protected you." Some people also blamed those people.

"Back then, the dragon monster at the river mouth committed evil and almost drowned hundreds of thousands of people. It was Mo Lian Buddhist who risked his own life to save the city alone. And Nightmare entered your dreams to kill people and trapped you in the dream. It was he who entered your dreams to save you..."

"He has done so much wrong to the people of this world, but now you are forcing him to die. Pah, it is you who should die. You don't deserve to live."

Some people stood up. They were children, women, blacksmiths, and monks of all kinds. They all squeezed into the crowd and glared at the gods and Buddhas above.

"We respect you and believe in you, but we will never trade Master Mo Lian's life for yours."

"We swear to defend Master Mo Lian until our death."

Even though they knew there was a considerable gap between them and the heaven.

But he is also willing to fight against the heaven for Changqing.

There was still no expression on Chang Qing's face. He just closed his eyes gently and didn't look at the people behind him.

She just stood in front like this, neither sad nor happy, as if she was isolated from the world. The noisy and sad sounds of the crowd were thousands of miles away from her and could not reach her ears. The sign of being possessed at the corners of her eyes became even more crimson.

A drop of blood tear slid down from the corner of the eye, and just when it reached a little below the corner of the eye, it evaporated and disappeared instantly, leaving only a little trace, and eventually the tear turned into a blood mole.

"I'm afraid that you, the Heaven Realm, have no say in this matter." Yu Zexun narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't care what happens to other people, but if you want to take Mo Lian away, you must kill all the people from the Demon Sect first, otherwise, you will fight to the death with the Heaven Realm for the rest of your lives."

Luo Jiangbei walked out alone. The exorcist didn't want to be involved in such things and didn't let him out, but he walked out resolutely.

"Today's actions were taken by me alone, Luo Jiangbei. They have nothing to do with the Exorcist Organization."

Wan Chuyao said nothing, still holding the umbrella, dressed in a stunning red. She just silently took a step forward and stood behind Chang Qing, summoning her own natal sword and pointing it directly to the heaven.

"Hmm? A nine-life cat? And it has the body of Nine Heavens Mysterious Yin."

As the words "Nine Heavens Mysterious Yin Body" came out, there was an instant commotion in the crowd, and all greedy eyes fell on Wan Chuyao.

"Girl, as long as you are willing, I am willing to take you back to heaven and provide you with cultivation resources."

Wan Chuyao raised his eyebrows slightly and said sarcastically: "I don't care. You sound so righteous, but you just want to use me as a cauldron for cultivation. Seeing you like this makes me want to vomit."

"Haha, I think so too." The old man with a wine jug hanging around his waist laughed and took a sip of wine.

He looked at the people in the upper world drunkenly and yawned: "You people in the heavens have not changed. You say righteous words but do all kinds of sneaky things."

The people present searched their memories but could not find the old man with messy white hair in their minds.

"Where did this crazy old man come from? How dare he slander the image of heaven?" The Golden Immortal spoke coldly and took action directly to kill the old man as a warning to others.

A sharp light flashed in the old man's turbid eyes, and a ball of gold appeared in the palm of his hand, easily dissolving the Golden Immortal's attack.

There was a hint of surprise in Jin Xian's eyes. He only used one third of his strength. He thought that the old man would be reduced to pieces under his attack, but he didn't expect that not even a hair of the other party would be hurt.

"You are also a Golden Immortal? How is that possible? The human world does not allow Golden Immortals to stay."

Even they can only rely on secret methods to come down to the mortal world, and they cannot exert their full strength, otherwise they will be expelled from this world or even killed by the laws.

The white-bearded old man took a sip of wine, glanced at Chang Qing, and immediately understood.

"Tsk, after all, it's nothing more than coveting someone else's Buddha bones. No, now it's infected with evil spirits."

The old man bluntly exposed the purpose of the Western Heaven, and with contempt in his eyes, he hung his wine gourd around his waist.

"What? Is the Buddha going to pass away? He has lived for so long, he should have died a long time ago."

"You are looking for death." All the Buddhas in the Western Paradise were furious and glared at the old man.

"If you have the ability, ask the Buddha to come down."

A golden light shot up into the sky, slowly coming from the west.

A huge Buddha statue appeared faintly in the sky. The Buddha's light was so bright that people dared not look directly at it, and the sound of Buddhist scriptures was heard.

"Pure Wisdom."

The Buddha's voice rang out, deafening everyone. The mentally weak ones vomited blood and fell to the ground, their life or death unknown.

Chang Qing frowned slightly. According to the setting of this world, Buddha, Emperor of Heaven and King of Hell are the most powerful people in the world.

Unfortunately, she did not come in time and is not yet a match for these three people. However, Chang Qing is confident that as long as she is given a little more time, she will be able to surpass these three people.