Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Jiang Tian's words were so domineering!

Especially the few elders from the Nifo Sect on the periphery were so shocked that they almost jumped up.

You must know that the ancestor of the Black Buddha practiced the Tathagata Palm backwards and practiced for thousands of years. He condensed the four laws of "killing", "plundering", "torture of the heart" and "destroying the world", and cultivated the "World-Destroying Great Wheel Buddha" deity and corresponding Golden body. An ordinary God-Transforming God-King might not be able to kill him even with a holy weapon!

But now, Jiang Tian actually said that the Black Buddha Patriarch was too weak.

In fact, the God-Transforming God Lords, as well as the giants whose strength is almost the same as the Black Buddha Patriarch, all feel that they have been humiliated.

If Patriarch Black Buddha is already considered weak, then who is he?

Maggots?

Jiang Tian's words echoed the old saying, they are not very harmful, but they are extremely insulting!

Some people in the audience were dissatisfied and wanted to refute.

But he was speechless and could not utter a word.

Because they discovered with embarrassment that the Black Buddha Patriarch did not resist Jiang Tian's "glance".

There were not many weak people present with bright eyes. They all knew that Jiang Tian's glance seemed simple, but in fact, the law was solidified, transcending the avenue, and was so powerful that it was beyond their reach.

But the monks and mortals under the Nascent Soul didn't know why.

I really thought that the Black Buddha Ancestor was easily killed because he was too weak.

Many common people who watched the housewarming ceremony through the communication magic weapon saw this scene, chatted with melon seeds, and criticized it.

"Oh. This black bald man is too bad. He died after being stared at by our saint!"

"That's right. If you don't have the strength and still gibbering and getting entangled, are you looking for death?"

"In this case, it would be fine for the Imperial Master to kill him!"

"He is just looking for death! They are rebelling against the Buddhist sect, and they are not a sect of the empire. Why do they join so many people? The following are guilty of committing crimes and have nothing to do. If the national master does not kill him, who will he kill?"

If Patriarch Black Buddha heard these comments, he would probably be furious.

"I am deeply saddened and deeply apologetic for his death!"

My dear Jiang Tian said with a grin.

He didn't look a little bit heartbroken and apologetic, almost like beating gongs and drums.

"Sage Siqing, I came to your housewarming celebration out of respect. You asked us to raise this opinion. As we say, seek common ground while reserving differences, we have different opinions. If you can accept it, just listen. If you don't, just listen. Just laugh it off. Are you ignoring us by killing people indiscriminately and with bloody methods?”

Elder Yuehua was angry.

Yelled repeatedly.

After all, Hanyue Sword Sect is a well-known and upright sect, and his status in the world is also extremely high. Moreover, unlike Xu Zhe who supported Duke Xiling as a puppet and wanted to use him as a tentacle to control the secular power of the empire, Elder Yuehua said this out of good intentions.

However, his vision was limited and he did not realize the advanced nature of Jiang Tian's path choice.

Therefore, he was really angry.

"Does the Imperial Master want to be our enemy because he is so bloodthirsty?"

"Your actual state is only at the peak of Nascent Soul, and you haven't even entered the state of becoming a god. We respect you and call you a saint. If we don't respect you, you don't count!"

"I gave you good advice, but you didn't listen, so shameless!"

"No matter how strong you are, you are only one person after all. There are several saints, many half-saints, and gods who are here to suppress you. Will you be your opponent?"

"If you insist on having your own way, you will definitely plunge the Eastern Empire into a place of eternal destruction1"

"Kill this madman and save the Eastern Empire from fire and water!"

"Kill the madman Jiang Siqing for the sake of the vicissitudes of life!"

Boom!

Boom!

Elder Yuehua is a highly respected person. With one word, the anger of all the monks present was aroused. One by one, half-saints and gods stood up, with fighting intent rushing out. The momentum was fully activated, the laws boiled, and the avenue fragments shot out. Like Mount Tai, it pressed down on Jiang Tian from all directions.

"this……"

All members of the Eastern Royal Family looked panicked and shocked.

This situation exceeded their expectations.

He didn't expect Jiang Tian to suppress the opponents so forcefully, nor did he expect that he would then inspire such strong counterattacks from many giants.

"In fact, it has nothing to do with whether Mr. Jiang is strong or gentle. As long as Mr. Jiang wants to implement this system and support the sect giants who have supported the puppets of the princes, they will definitely intervene and they will definitely suppress it!"

"Essentially, this battle is inevitable!"

Princess Mo Yu's face was tense, her eyes were solemnly looking at the field, and her hand holding the magic weapon was gradually shaking.

"All the gods and saints, please listen to my words..."

Dongfang Lu was panicked and wanted to persuade.

But no one wanted to listen.

"For the sake of this vicissitudes of life, I must kill this beast! I, the Ice and Fire Sect, are willing to shed all my blood!"

"In order to protect the common people and eliminate harm for the people, we, Jujian Que, will not hesitate to die!"

"Kill him! Moving Mountain Sect is willing to fight!"

…

As roars erupted in the imperial city, an even more shocking scene appeared.

One by one, the giants of the sect turned into a sky-shattering rainbow and came from a distance to surround the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Each of them is powerful and has reached the level of god transformation. The laws around them are boiling like a sea, and the fragments of the avenue are as heavy as a mountain.

Their fighting spirit was surging, and the laws and avenues around them were visible. Golden light shone, or the sky was burning with red flames, or the ice and snow were floating, or the sky was as vague as clouds or fog, and they were densely packed all over the sky and the earth. At a rough look, there were hundreds of them. It was downright terrifying.

In these sects, there are masters behind the scenes who support the princes of the empire as puppets.

But there are also sect giants who are purely dissatisfied with Jiang Tian's overpowering and take action out of righteous indignation.

The violent law pressure of too many gods and giants came over, and the protective light shield held up by the divine formation of the Imperial Master's Mansion first rippled violently, then cracked, and in the end, it shattered!

…

At this moment, Jiang Tian seemed to be in a desperate situation.

In the eyes of everyone, he can only surrender and cannot make a comeback.

"Haha, I definitely didn't expect such a grand event, and I'm afraid, he didn't expect it either!"

"He has only two options, either surrender and give up the elimination of the vassal system! Or, die!"

"He's saying that those who do evil will be killed! At least half of the many strong men who came to kill him came spontaneously. They just couldn't stand him!"

Seeing this, many Xiling Gong and Beijiang Gong princes all laughed. They no longer worshiped, but stood up and faced Jiang Tian directly, with a look of fearlessness and confidence!

"Haha, he's dead! I didn't expect that so many people would come this time! I can drag him to death!"

Prince Yachang asserted, showing a gloating smile.

"What Ya Chang said is absolutely true!"

Many princes from neighboring countries nodded in agreement and believed deeply.

This formation is so terrifying!

Even famous saints can't deal with it.

What's more, in the eyes of everyone, Jiang Tian only has the title of saint, and his strength is directly comparable to that of the returning saint. After all, he is just a Nascent Soul monk. Just like some marathons, some novices can lead in the first 100 meters, but are vulnerable later on.