"Huh!"

The huge waves roared and rolled, flooding Qixian who was trapped in the air by the fire lotus.

His whole body was soaked, and his originally neatly tidied hair was also randomly pressed on his cheeks.

But the middle-aged man seemed to have his throat strangled by his invisible hands, breathing heavily, his chest was undulating violently, his eyes were almost cracked, and he stared at the front like a ghost.

Although Qixian is a third-grade Daluo Immortal, he is always by the Emperor and his eyesight is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

The aura bursting out from the white-clothed monk just now has surpassed many elders in the sect. I am afraid that only the best among the golden immortals like Qing Guangzi can compete with him.

This person is by no means an ordinary Bodhisattva of Great Freedom. No matter which Mount Sumeru comes from, he must be an existence with great power and deeply trusted by the true Buddha.

Such a strong man actually took huge risks and ran to a place as close to Beizhou to conduct a shameful interception.

This matter itself is already scary enough to hear.

But at this moment, Qixian actually saw this great free Bodhisattva, who was bombarded from the sky in such a embarrassing manner!

"Who are you?"

He raised his head and looked up at the sky, his throat was sore and his sound was like a mosquito.

In an instant, a majestic figure slowly stepped out of the turbulent universe, like white jade, without any dust. Behind him was a slowly rotating jade wheel, and the swaying ribbons swept through the clouds and mist, and golden light was like drizzle that sprinkled on this messy storm.

Just one look at it, Qixian felt his eyes tingling, and the strong oppressive force swept over the sky, as if he was looking directly at a world that turned into a human form.

The waters were rising and falling, and the green fire lotus platform surfaced again, like a small boat, as if it would be swallowed up again at any time.

The Master Jingshi raised his arms tremblingly, his palms closed again, his body quickly stabilized, and he looked up at the sky with his head raised.

Both Taoist patterns flowed in it, and he saw it clearly and was absolutely false.

No one knew about the huge Bodhi teachings, and there was another Bodhisattva of Great Freedom in the teachings.

"The King of Immortality."

Bodhisattva Jingshi chanted again, his skin trembled slightly, and his rock-solid Buddha heart gradually began to loosen.

The flames on the green lotus became weaker and weaker.

Not because of fear.

Although he seemed to have suffered a loss just now, the main reason was that the Master Jingshi was fighting with the idea of ​​dealing with the immortals. After the short stick was stopped, he was shocked by the sudden appearance of the Taoist pattern and lost his mind for a moment.

The big problem he really encountered lies in his path.

The filthy fire in the pure world was just ignited, but the other party suddenly became a great free Bodhisattva. When the filthy is no longer filthy, the fire in the pure world began to shake.

The slight twitch began to spread throughout his body.

The beautiful hands of Master Jingshi gradually burst out, and his pupils couldn't stop zooming.

"No, your heart is not in Sumeru, you are not a Bodhisattva, you are just a demon who uses means to sit on the lotus platform."

"You should be suppressed by the light of my teachings!"

The monk's white shirt surged up, and the light redness between his skin became more and more obvious, and he seemed to be about to be scalded.

The green lotus under his seat also began to burn, as if it was about to evaporate the vast sieve. The green color on the lotus platform began to slowly fade away. Under the calcination of this pure flame, it gradually turned into a transparent colorless jade lotus.

Until a thud, his pupils turned into two rising white flames.

The Pure Land Master released his palms and took out the short stick again. When his five fingers clenched it, golden scriptures flashed on the black stick.

"Subduing the Demon!"

He held his stick high and threw it into a head.

A huge phantom appeared behind him, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, pressing towards the white jade creation in the sky.

“…”

The sunken ritual stood in the air, and the scriptures on the phantom of the giant pillar hang like a waterfall, forming a prison around him, shaped like a tulle, but indestructible.

He stretched out his right palm, held his five fingers in a virtual grasp, and a dark golden Zen staff gathered in his palm.

The next moment, in the majestic and angry eyes of the Bodhisattva Pure World, the white jade body disappeared from the spot.

The monk glanced at the water surface in his eyes, and then was shocked. He saw that the vast sieve that had not yet completely returned to peace, and at some point there were black lines covered with silk and fog, like a terrifying mouth that was devoured by choosing people, which made people feel heart-pounding.

He quickly reacted and turned around with a stick.

However, a Zen stick had already waved over, and before the arm of the Bodhisattva Purity had fallen, it slapped hard on his face.

Click!

It was not until this moment that Bodhisattva Pure World understood the true meaning of the four words "Don't Move King".

The vast force made his cheekbones collapse instantly, his lips were torn apart, and his plasma flew everywhere. This was the skin sac that had been shaped after entering the Heavenly Way, but it seemed so fragile under the Zen Staff.

The Pure Land Master let out a low roar, and even though he was injured, the short stick was still waving as usual.

However, the next moment, the four white jade palms suddenly grabbed his arms and shoulders, and pressed them tightly on the lotus platform.

Chen Yi looked indifferent and waved his staff again.

The thick rod fell down and smashed the monk's knees violently.

First slap the mouth, then slap the legs.

The pure fire on the colorless jade lotus rushed back, and in just a moment, Chen Yi's flawless jade body was burned red.

When the flame tongue tried to wrap around the white jade creation, he had already carried the Zen staff and disappeared into the black fog under the water again.

While Pure World Bodhisattva adjusts the Buddha's mind, the Jade Void universe also quietly envelopes every part of this vast zodiac. In other words, as long as there are sunken rituals everywhere in this universe.

"Ho! Hoo!"

The Master Jingshi also obviously reacted, slumped on the jade lotus, and had no time to wipe the blood on his face, so he quickly soared away from the dark dark sieve below.

The fruit position placed in the way of heaven shines brightly, and the accumulated power of disaster came into being along the great road he had walked through, quickly repairing this skin for him.

After a while, the monk stood up with his knees that were still bloody but had barely healed.

He gasped and looked around, where he was as calm as before.

To be honest, the other party’s Yuxu Huanyu Taoist Fruit can barely be called a good word among the golden immortals. After all, for the immortals, it is convenient for them to use various magical powers and spiritual treasures, but after all, they need external objects to assist, which is definitely not the best.

That is why the Pure World Venerable broke in as soon as possible. This was not a rash move, but to avoid giving Chen Yi time to prepare.

It was clearly an extremely correct decision, but who could have thought that the black clouds came out of the magic circle, but a Bodhisattva Dharma body known for its physical body.

If you want to deal with such a Bodhisattva, you need to use various means to trap and kill, and you must not fight against it.

But now that this universe is used to block the thoughts of the Pure Land Venerable again. He felt a little confused for a moment and didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only be prepared for it.

“…”

At the same time, Chen Yi looked at his red arm, and just licked by the pure flame, he showed signs of being burned.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the monk whose injuries were rapidly recovering from a distance.

It turns out that the power of robbery can be used like this.

No wonder a group of golden immortals jumped out of both worlds and were still thinking about the mortal emperor's aura.

In this way, Isn’t it because of someone’s deeper background?

The path to heaven achieved by practicing the immortals and practitioners through the practice of the same path is indeed powerful, and when the Buddha treasure suffers a loss, it can still suppress the great bodhisattva who has been famous for a long time, but if it falls into a stalemate... I have only let myself go for more than 200,000 kalpas in the Tao fruit, it is obvious that I will suffer a great loss.

In this case, getting away is obviously the best choice.

But if this Bodhisattva who knows so many things returns to Nansumi, his life may be preserved, and it will be difficult to continue to participate in this great disaster.

After finally being able to interfere in the matter in Dongzhou, it caused a great dispute between the two religions.

Although he didn't know how long it would take to reshape the skin, even three to five months was enough to do a lot of things himself.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, a bit of coldness appeared in his white jade eyes without pupils.

The next moment.

A white shadow leaped out of the black cloud again.

The dark golden Zen stick slashed straight towards the bald head of the monk in white.

But after all, Master Jingshi has been walking in the world for so many years and has such rich experience. He suffered a great loss before because he didn't understand the situation and was caught off guard. Now that he is prepared, how could he fall twice in the same pit?

He suddenly raised his head, waved his hand, threw out the string of Buddhist beads, and tightly clamped the sudden attacking Zen staff.

Then the scriptures were also revealed on the white shirt on his body, and his clothes were raised, covering Chen Yi's gaze.

The Master Jingshi waved his short stick again and smashed it to the other person's shoulder without any hesitation.

The second-grade battle is about calculation.

This time, it was obviously this Yu Yu who was anxious, and that was his victory.

“…”

But at this moment, the face of the Lord Purity did not show joy, but his expression changed slightly.

When he was obviously in danger of suffering, the person in front of him had no intention of retreating at all. Instead, he simply pulled his hand and let go of the Zen stick and came straight to him.
To be continued...