The palace of Zhunti Taoist is now crushed by a mountain because of the white dragon.

If he is allowed to escape unscathed, where will Xitian's face be?

The majestic Tathagata Buddha still needs to be shameless?

Is it a shame to lose people, or is it a shame to lose Buddha?

However, Taishang Laojun has no intention of leaving. What should I do?

"Tao Ancestor, this white dragon caused such trouble in Xitian, and just let him go like this, how can this poor monk explain to Amitabha?"

Taishang Laojun looked around.

Indeed, the western sky was filled with smoke, and several palaces collapsed.

Since the founding of Buddhism, and even since the founding of Western Buddhism, there has never been an incident of this magnitude.

As the old saying goes, dogs rely on human power.

Although it is not appropriate to describe Bailong, it is just that.

Bailong stepped forward and said bitterly: "Bald Donkey, I am here to investigate the case, not to cause trouble!"

"What case do you want to investigate? What case do you want to investigate?"

The white dragon and Tathagata looked at each other for a moment.

They had all forgotten what Bailong was here for just now.

After thinking for a moment, the two of them looked at the confused-looking Yellow River God Fang Ming and Qinghe River God Fang Ming in the Great Leiyin Temple.

The two river gods had long been frightened out of their wits.

snort!

Tathagata's eyes flashed, his figure suddenly rose ten feet high, and he grabbed the Yellow River God.

The Yellow River God feared and said: "Buddha, why are you doing this?"

boom!

Suddenly, Tathagata waved his hand fiercely.

The Yellow River God didn't even shout out, and was thrown into a ball of flesh by Tathagata.

Tathagata stared at the white dragon and said bitterly: "The sinful dragon has surrendered! Isn't it time to talk about your affairs?"
Chapter completed!