Chapter 956: Purdue failed again

"Master Hongyun, you are also a Buddhist cultivator, how can you be Purdue, haha!"

Looking at Master Fortune, Ye Yun couldn't help laughing.

Master Fortune turned on deaf ears.

He seemed to have fallen into that wonderful state with all his heart, unable to extricate himself.

Seeing this, Ye Yun curled his mouth slightly.

The guy Hongyun is not a good thing. Since he has been purged by the Holy Heaven Buddha, maybe he will be able to do good in the future.

Seeing the Purdue of the Holy Buddha, it seemed that it didn't work. Instead, he gave Purdue the little monk in the true gods next to him, and the yoga deity's heart suddenly suffocated.

"This little monk, the aura on his body is not pure enough. At first glance, he was born in Ye Luzi. Isn't it normal to be Purdue?"

The Yoga God stomped abruptly and said angrily.

"It doesn't matter, he and I are just ordinary friends anyway!"

Ye Yun smiled.

Seeing that Ye Yun was so stubborn, the Yoga God was so angry that he closed his eyes.

After a while.

She quietly squinted a slit again, observing the process of Purdue.

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves held her breath and stared at Ye Yun intently.

She found that Yan Futi still had no signs of being Purdue under the powerful Purdue Buddhism of the master.

"This Yan Futi, as the legend says, must not be judged by the realm of cultivation! I think I am so deep in the Dharma, but in front of this guy, it did not play a role!"

The Holy Sky Buddha narrowed his eyelids and looked at Ye Yun's changes, and he couldn't help but set off a stormy sea in his heart.

He admitted that although he has not tried his best, everything he has done so far has completely failed.

But the Holy Heaven Buddha was not reconciled.

Because this Yan Futi cannot be purged, then the Holy Buddha Zong will also usher in a catastrophe.

The Holy Heaven Buddha changed his handprints and continuously increased his output.

There are more and more phantoms of gods and Buddhas in the void, densely packed all around.

Up and down in the void, the breath of each **** and Buddha is sacred and lifelike, chanting supreme mantras.

Countless milky white Buddha lights fell from all directions, completely covering Ye Yun.

Even if it is the yoga deity, at this moment, there is no trace of Ye Yun.

Only the fallen leaves saint of the **** king realm can see Ye Yun.

But I can't see the face clearly, I can only see an outline.

"This is the first time I have seen a master show such a terrifying Purdue magic..."

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves was horrified.

She took a deep breath and prayed secretly in her heart, hoping that the master would succeed.

The yoga deity clenched his fists, and felt a little nervous at the moment.

Although the Yogi’s Underground Palace is only a branch of the Holy Buddha Sect, she also hopes that the Holy Buddha will succeed in pursuing it.

In this way, you can fight back against the Jade Buddha Sect forcefully.

Time passed by every minute.

The yoga deity and the fallen leaf saints have a feeling of living like years.

They hoped that the sky full of Buddha shadows would disappear, and then they saw that Yan Futi had been successfully Purdue.

Standing in the white Buddha light, Ye Yun nodded frequently, feeling the vast power in the Buddha light.

"This old monk does have a few tricks...but wanting to transform me is really a foolish dream!"

Ye Yun thought to himself.

I wanted to have a showdown now, but when I thought that it would be too slap in the face, Ye Yun simply endured it.

The people of Saint Buddhism...are not bad.

In particular, the deity of Yoga is also one of the branch forces of the Holy Buddha Sect.

Be considered familiar.

Ye Yun wanted to give this thin face to the holy sky Buddha, and would not slap his face too quickly.

An hour later.

"Old monk, hurry up and put away your Dharma, I can't stand it!"

Ye Yun shouted.

"Holy girl, that Yan Futi finally can't hold on, Purdue is about to succeed!"

The Yoga God's face was overjoyed, a blush appeared on his delicate little face, and he said excitedly.

"Yes, the master is still great!"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves said with a smile.

Although she couldn't really see it, she felt that Ye Yun couldn't hold on anymore based on her amazing intuition.

Hearing the conversation between the two women, a wry smile appeared on the face of the Buddha.

That Yan Futi was still alive and kicking as before, without any change.

All his efforts were in vain.

In other words.

With his current level of Buddhism, he is not qualified to Purdue at all.

"Oh!" Shengtian Buddha sighed.

He withdrew his hands violently, and the white Buddha light in the sky, as well as countless lifelike gods and Buddhas, also retreated like a tide.

"Old monk, you are a little self-aware, and you have finally withdrawn these nasty Buddha lights!"

Ye Yun stood on the spot and waved his hand, and said hello to the Buddha with a grin.

Shengtian Buddha smiled bitterly, and he was speechless.

Purdue's failure was also a huge blow to his Dao Xin.

Even if he had a profound Dharma, he was disgraced at the moment, and he didn't feel any mood to speak anymore.

Looking at Ye Yun, who was intact as before, the Yoga God and the Fallen Saints were stunned.

Such a powerful Purdue force did not succeed?

How could this happen?

You know, the shot was the Holy Sky Buddha.

To put it bluntly, the Holy Heaven Buddha is the number one person in the Ten Thousand Buddha Domain of Dharma.

Such big shots have failed, so who in the world can purify this Yan Futi?

"very scary…"

The yoga deity was cold all over, looking at Ye Yun as if looking at a demon, his throat choked and he couldn't speak.

Although it was only a Divine King Realm, in her eyes, it was even more terrifying than Divine King Realm.

"Master, you don't have to be sad. It took millions of years for the Jade Buddha Sect to succeed. Our Holy Buddha Sect failed for the first time, but it is normal..."

Although the Saintess of Fallen Leaves felt sad, it was even more sad to see the Buddha of the Holy Sky, and she couldn't help but softly persuade.

"There is some truth to what you said..."

Shengtian Buddha said with a hoarse voice and depressed mood.

Millions of years later.

At that time, he had already achieved Nirvana.

Even if the suzerain of the later generations of the Saint-Buddha sect succeeded in pursuing this Yanfuti, the Saint-Buddha sect has been suppressed by the Jade Buddha sect for millions of years.

The thought of surrendering the first position from his own hand made Shengtian Buddha's heart feel as uncomfortable as a knife cut.

This feeling is as if he has become a sinner of the ages of Saint Buddhism.

"Master, shall we still go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Patriarchal Conference?"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves asked softly.

"Go, if our Saint Buddha Sect does not go, we will fall into the hands of others, and we will be laughed at at that time!"

Shengtian Buddha sighed.

"Old monk, do you want to make people laugh? I have a way."

Ye Yun's voice suddenly rang from the side.

"any solution?"

Shengtian Buddha turned around and asked subconsciously.

"Let the Saintess of Fallen Leaves be a Taoist companion for me, so that I will willingly accept the Purdue of the Holy Buddha Sect. In this way, above the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, your Sage Buddha Sect can face the Jade Buddha Sect. Up!"

Ye Yun talked freely, and gave out the suggestions that had been planned a long time ago.

"What are you talking about? Let Luo Ye be your Taoist companion? How is this possible?"

Shengtian Buddha looked surprised, and looked at Ye Yun with annoyance.

"Old monk, as the Sovereign of the Holy Buddha Sect, you must have an overall view. You must not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Ye Yun spread his hands, a narrow smile appeared on his face.