Chapter 155: Bi Yi's infinite anger, where is the Emperor of Heaven?! (asking for monthly tickets)
"Suma, it's decided to be you!"

"let's go!"

"I believe you!"

The fire god Agni stood in the forest, patted the moon god Soma on the shoulder, and spoke earnestly.

Su Mo looked unhappy.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you this time too!"

The chief celestial being stood beside Soma with a solemn expression, and said, "The garland of the celestial being Bi Yi has a great influence. Asura will definitely come, and Sukara will also be there. You and I will deal with them together."

Swish!
Su Mo's expression changed slightly.

"I'd better go alone!"

Su Mo had a complicated expression. Under the silver divine robe, he couldn't stop rubbing his hands, swallowed his saliva, and muttered guiltily.

"I'll go with you, so that we can deal with Asura!"

The chief priest said.

"Then this matter depends on you!"

"Praise to the Heavenly God Teacher! Praise to the Moon God Soma!"

The God of Fire Agni looked determined, put his hands together, and spoke.

The sun god Surya, the wind god Vayu, and the water god Varuna also showed respect on their faces at this moment. They put their hands together and praised in unison.

"Praise to the Heavenly God Teacher! Praise to the Moon God Soma!"

"Praise to the Heavenly God Teacher! Praise to the Moon God Soma!"

……

The chief immortal smiled, shook his head slightly, and turned away.

Su Mo followed the chief priest in a panic.

The two followed suit.

Finally they approached the site of the fire sacrifice of the Immortal Bi Yi. The rising power of his hard training, along with the billowing heat waves of the sacrificial fire, made the two men's hearts condense.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly saw a group of Yakshas kneeling in front of the altar.

what!
Are you late?

The two were suddenly shocked!
"Immortal!"

"Please give us the garland. We are willing to be your slaves forever. All the wealth, jewels and dancing girls in the Yakshas will belong to you."

The Yaksha leader knelt on the ground and clasped his hands together.

The Immortal in Old Clothes had a gloomy expression on his face and slowly turned his head.

The next moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out in the forest.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

The roar of the Immortal in Old Clothes spread in all directions in an instant, and along with the rippling flames, it surged in all directions and echoed in the forest.

The chief priest and Su Mo opened their eyes wide, their gazes focused, and the same thought came to their minds.

The Immortal in Biyi was angry!

At this time, this group of wild Yakshas were kneeling in front of the altar of the Bi Yi Immortal. They looked panicked, and all of them showed expressions of disbelief and fear.

The Immortal in Old Clothes opened his eyes wide, with fire spitting from his eyes, and stared at the group of people.

Swish!
The old man in worn-out clothes suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the group of wild Yakshas.

"This sacrifice is about my life's penance and good deeds!"

"You Yakshas!"

"How dare you compare it with something as unclean as a dancer? Do you think you can get my wreath by swearing to serve me forever?!"

"Don't think about it!"

"You must be punished!"

Punishment! Punishment! Punishment!

The continuous angry roars made the group of Yakshas stunned on the ground for a moment, their eyes wide open with looks of horror.

The old man in old clothes turned around suddenly.

He took two or three big strides towards the altar, picked up the golden pot, turned around, and threw a handful of water at the Yaksha leader.

"I curse you!"

"You will be burned to ashes by my wrath!"

Ashes! Ashes! Ashes!

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and flames instantly burned on the body of the Yaksha leader, like a burning torch, burning all over.

The remaining Yakshas panicked and fled.

hiss!
Moon God Su Mo's face turned pale and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"There's no one there now, let's go!"

The Priest Immortal's eyes narrowed, staring at the direction of the Immortal in Old Clothes, and immediately said, "Teacher, I'm really not familiar with him!"

"I'm really not familiar with you!"

Su Mo spread out his hands, took a deep breath, and hurriedly said.

But then he was grabbed by the wrist by the chief immortal and dragged towards the altar of the old immortal.

Swish swish!
The two of them walked quickly through the trees and finally arrived at the edge of the altar.

But there was a group of people who arrived earlier than them.

The white sacrificial robe fell, and a white figure stepped out from the green forest.

boom!
The sound of a heavy cane hitting the ground was followed.

This pale-haired immortal, accompanied by a group of Asuras, walked first to the altar of the Immortal in Biyi.

boom!
Mottled light fell from the shadows of the trees and landed on the face of the immortal who was offering sacrifices. It flickered on his face continuously, as if countless dazzling lightning bolts were striking beside him.

"Su Ke Luo!"

The chief priest looked at the figure with deep eyes and couldn't help muttering.

Reverend Sukara slowly turned his head.

He walked with his cane in hand, staring at his old rival.

boom!
In an instant, the eyes of the two seemed to be fighting in the void, like thunder and rage, countless lights and shadows burst out in a flash, flowing continuously on their faces, changing rapidly.

"It seems I was one step faster!"

The sage Sukara sneered.

The next moment, he slowly turned around and looked at the burning sacrificial fire.

Can’t be wrong!
The eyes of the sage Sukara turned slightly, and he put his hands together and saluted the sage in worn clothes with a cold face.

"Praise to the Immortal in Plain Clothes!"

Sage Sukara spoke frankly and without any nonsense.

"We are here for your wreath, too!"

"If you give it to the Ashuras, we will protect it forever, worship it, and treat it as a treasure."

"The gods have nectar, but the Asuras have nothing. To maintain the balance of the world, please give the garland to the Asuras!"

Reverend Sukara put his hands together and spoke.

Rumble!
At this moment, the gods seemed to hear thunder in their ears, and they all perked up.

The fire god Agni tilted his body slightly and looked at the altar from afar; the sun god Surya held his shawl and looked up; the wind god Vayu and the water god Varuna were also concentrating, clenching their fists and looking nervously at the sage.

This wreath must never be given to Sukara!
The old man in worn-out clothes had a cold expression on his face, staring at Sukara as if he was looking at a stone.

"Su Ke Luo!"

Sukara! Sukara! Sukara!
The old man with the old clothes opened his eyes wide and suddenly spoke, staring at the old man Sukara in front of him, and said angrily: "Do you think I don't know what Asuras look like? I will never give my garland to these people who violate the Dharma!"

"roll!"

roll roll roll!
An angry roar came out from the mouth of the Immortal in Bi Yi.

The sage Sukara was startled, slightly turned sideways, and took two steps back.

The Asura generals behind him were furious. A series of magical weapons instantly appeared in their hands, and they were ready to rush forward with their eyes wide open.

snort!
The angry roar of the Immortal in Old Clothes was like thunder, echoing in the surroundings.

He held the kettle, looked down from above, and glared back fearlessly. The group of Asura generals looked at the kettle, frightened in their hearts, and hesitated for a moment.

"good chance!"

The eyes of the immortal who was offering sacrifices lit up.

Steady!

Since the Immortal Bi Yi did not give the garlands to these Asuras, they must be theirs!

"Let's go!"

The chief priest hurried forward.

The Moon God Sumo looked back hesitantly before jogging after him.

"Praise to the Immortal in Plain Clothes!"

The chief priest walked to the altar, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile.

"Praise to the Immortal in Plain Clothes!"

The moon god Soma also followed.

Swish!
The Immortal in Old Clothes slowly turned his head, and his eyes fell on the Immortal Priest and the Moon God Soma.

His eyes drifted between the two of them, and his expression darkened again.

"Just the two of you?!"

"Where is the Emperor of Heaven?"

(End of this chapter)