On the east side, all the bald heads are all bald heads, countless endless bald heads.》

The two sides are mixed together and they are hard to distinguish between enemies and us.

When he came to the side of the battlefield and looked at the battlefield in the distance, Su Hang understood what a small group of Western forces meant to attack. On the entire battlefield, the monks on both sides of the battle were roughly estimated to have at least 200,000 to 300,000. Moreover, the Nirvana Star is the temporary garrison of the Buddha Kingdom in the East, and the number of monks participating in the war is still increasing.

The result of this battle should be without suspense. After all, there are at least 100 million or 200,000 elite Buddhists gathered on the Nirvana Star, and it should be easy to deal with such 100,000 invaders.

Gradually, more and more monks gathered, and many later Buddhist masters could not even get in. They could only watch from afar like Su Hang and others.

Those Western monks are quite powerful, and they are definitely led by strong people and organized and disciplined harassment.

From Su Hang's personal perspective, of course, he hopes that the East-coming Buddha Kingdom can win, but his current identity is different. The Divine Emperor and the Divine Realms of the Four Territories are his people. He is not willing to see who wins or loses, because victory or defeat means death, and he only hopes that this battle can be quelled.

But it is obvious that it is unrealistic to stop fighting.

Both sides fought in full swing, and the bodies were all placed all over the floor. Is it possible that you let others not fight? Why?

With your identity as the Divine Emperor?

As a last resort, Su Hang dared not reveal his identity as the Divine Emperor. Once the identity is exposed, the old men around him will not be able to protect him at all.

Looking at the battle on the battlefield from afar, blood light soaring into the sky, Su Hang clenched his fists tightly, almost bleeding. Such a small-scale battle alone was so terrifying. It is conceivable how tragic the real battle in the four-way divine realm would be.

Is it ten times? hundred times? thousand times? ten thousand times? ten thousand times?

This battle must be stopped, otherwise, I don’t know how many people will die.

At this moment, Su Hang was in a very urgent mood. He only regretted that he did not have that ability. If the God Lord Chu Tiankuo was here, it would probably take only one sentence to quell the battle between the four divine realms.

"Let's go, go to Beihai." Miankui gently patted Su Hang's shoulder. They could all feel that Su Hang was very restless.

Amitabha basically had nothing to worry about, it was just a wave of small-scale harassment that could not hurt the root of the Buddha's Kingdom in the East.

Su Hang nodded slightly. Finding the Dragon God earlier might give him more hope to stop this battle.

"Boom!"

When I was packing up and was about to leave, suddenly, a thunder came from the sky, and a lightning bolt broke through the sky and landed in the center of the battlefield in the distance.

A sudden loud bang alarmed everyone, and even the two sides who were fighting on the battlefield had a momentary stagnation.

Lightning exploded on the battlefield, just slashing against a monk wearing a red cassock. The monk had been suffering from his life for several lifetimes. He was fighting a Western dragon and using a giant magical power. His huge body seemed particularly conspicuous on the battlefield. He was holding a demon-subduing pestle in his hand. He was raising it high to smash the Western dragon, but unexpectedly it attracted lightning.

In an instant, he was shot into a black man, black and black. Only two eyes were spinning.

The lightning came in a fierce and stunning momentum, but it seemed that it did not have much destructive power, nor did it cause any harm to the monk. It just caused the electricity to be blackened. The whole person was a little confused.

In the distance, Su Hang and others also stopped. Seeing a large group of black clouds entrenched above the battlefield, Su Hang's heart skipped a beat. This scene was so familiar. Isn't it the same in the Battle of Wuzhangyuan? Could it be that the Tiande Queen is coming again?

On the other hand, Buxu and others also had an ugly face. Obviously, they had the same concerns as Su Hang.

A colorful light broke through the clouds and slowly descended with a swish.

A golden light was wrapped in something in the middle. I couldn't tell what it was. It should be a cross-shaped cane, a bit like the cross of a large force in the Western Divine Realm.

"What is that?" A little bit of doubt flashed through Amitabha's eyes.

Mian Kuang was surprised, "Why is a Western master here?"

Looking at the thing floating in the air, Su Hang frowned slightly. Why is this thing so familiar?

A thought came to my mind, but I also felt it was too ridiculous and impossible.

"First, absolutely unrighteous."

"The second one will definitely not miss any bad thing."

"Third, the absolute fairness and beauty of the referee."

"Captain Dragonfly, the referee robot, comes to see you!"

...

"puff!"

A few cold shouts came from the clouds, spreading throughout the battlefield. When Su Hang heard the words, he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

"Swish!"

At this moment, a golden figure fell from the clouds, gently stretched out his hand and grabbed the cane in his hand.

A flat head, a metal body, a cloak fluttering behind her back, and she appears with a very sexy appearance. Who is not Captain Dragonfly?

At this moment, Su Hang was completely confused. Captain Dragonfly, shouldn't this guy be on the earth 100,000 years later? Why did he come here?

Could it be that Captain Dragonfly existed 100,000 years ago? It is impossible. Captain Dragonfly was accidentally refined by him after 100,000 years. There is no other one in the world, but how could he also run to the ancient battlefield?

Last time, after pretending to be a thug, this guy said he wanted to maintain world peace, but he ran away very simply, without any news. Su Hang really didn't expect that the second time he met would be in this place.

Although the appearance has changed a lot, from the rough iron before to the pure gold color now, Su Hang is sure that this guy is the referee robot he accidentally refined.

"Where did the weird guy come from?" Buxu frowned, not knowing who he was asking.

The appearance of Captain Dragonfly made the battlefield silent for a while, and everyone looked up at the golden figure.

Su Hang opened his mouth and couldn't close it. There was no doubt that this guy must be pretending again.

"I will host this game, and the dragonfly cane is formed."

Captain Dragonfly put on several shapes as if no one was around, and threw the golden dragonfly stick in his hand out.

The cane was shining brightly in the sky, divided into four parts, flying towards the southeast, west and north. Captain Dragonfly was shaped and slowly fell from the air, pulling it so hard.

"Where did the idiot come from?"
Chapter completed!