You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Change the route? Shouldn't it be you who give way to me?"

Xiaoyao put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile, asking him to change his route? That is absolutely impossible. Sure enough, the main body is right. These transcendental forces do not regard the creatures of this era as human beings at all.

If you move, you will be billions of living beings, which will be responsible for the great cause and effect, but these people in front of you don't seem to care.

"Donor, this is Wu Jing's last warning to you. Leave quickly and the poor monk can pretend that nothing has happened."

Wu Jing's face darkened when he heard Xiaoyao's words. The man in front of him looked like he was looking for trouble. If he was looking for trouble, he couldn't bear it.

Wu Jing clasped his hands together on his chest. His whole body was full of majestic aura, and the violent aura was radiating around him.

"I'll give you three minutes and leave quickly."

There was no aura fluctuation in Xiaoyao's body, and he just said calmly that the Wujing in front of him only had the peak cultivation level of the Transformation God Realm, and could be crushed to death with one finger.

"Okay, donor, I have already advised you. If you don't cherish the opportunity, isn't it good for you to live?"

After Wu Jing finished speaking, eighteen golden figures appeared around him, and their auras were all at the peak of the Divine Realm.

"Donor, these are the Eighteen Arhats of my Buddhist sect. Today I will let you die more gloriously. The formation of the Eighteen Arhats is completed."

After Wu Jing finished speaking, the eighteen Arhats beside him stood in eighteen directions around Xiaoyao and surrounded Xiaoyao, with golden auras rippling.

Xiaoyao slowly raised his hand and grabbed it in the air. Suddenly, the expressions of the eighteen Arhats surrounding him changed drastically. They all covered their chests and widened their eyes. Then they fell back and their whole bodies hit the ground heavily.

"this……"

The accident happened so fast that he didn't react at all. By the time he did, the eighteen Arhats he was so proud of were already dead.

The next moment, Wu Jing's body quickly ran towards the back, and disappeared into the horizon in a few flashes. He was not a fool. In this situation, he was obviously unbeatable. If he didn't run away, he would die.

Xiaoyao stepped on Chihu's head. Chihu immediately understood what Xiaoyao meant, spread his wings and flew forward.

"Wu Jing, how come you are here?"

Seeing Xiaoyao's frightened expression and sweating profusely, many figures in the sky focused on Xiaoyao. Wasn't Xiaoyao observing the situation outside?

Why are you here now?

"Brothers, there is an uninvited guest from outside. He is extremely powerful. The Eighteen Arhats have died one after another in order to resist him."

Wu Jing saluted the many figures and immediately spoke.

"Eighteen Arhats were killed? It seems to be the real king."

One of them murmured to himself that the formation of the Eighteen Arhats formed by them was invincible in the same realm, and even the most powerful ones in the God Transformation realm would still suffer hatred.

Being able to kill the Eighteen Arhats instantly, it seems that the True Lord of the Hedao stage has not escaped.

"coming."

The other person raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance. The red tiger in the distance was carrying Xiaoyao and the others through the fog to this place.

"Donor, this is the important place of our Buddhist sect. If you are so offensive, you are a little disrespectful of our Buddhist sect."

Looking at Xiaoyao, one of them said slowly, aura sealing the surrounding space. Obviously, they wanted to keep Xiaoyao.

"The center of Buddhism?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyao raised his brows and looked at the mortals below who were screaming incessantly, with a weird look on his face.

Why do you call Buddhism an important place? What kind of Buddhism? This kind of behavior is thousands of times more cruel than demon cultivators.