Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 132 Killing gods and Buddhas with a fairy stick in hand! Wushenglou killer

The Qitian sticks are ready!
A stream of killing intent and fighting intent surged out from its stick.

The atmosphere here was affected, and even the air condensed.

It is conceivable that the one who comes must be an unusual enemy.

"Boy, you have just understood the combat skills and experience left by my master, and I guess you have mastered some of the essence!" wrote the Qitian Stick.

"Fifty to six percent!" Zhang Yuqing responded conservatively.

"Fifty to sixty percent? Are you farting? How dare you joke at this time." Qi Tianguan was furious.

It wanted to hit Zhang Yuqing's brain with a stick and explode it.

Still 50% or 60%?

That is the combat experience of a martial arts master.

Not to mention a mere earth evil warrior, even a master of the Tiangang Realm would not dare to say that he could master 50% to 60% even if he spends his entire life?
You have mastered 50% to 60% in a short period of time. Are you kidding me?
It thinks that Zhang Yuqing can master it at most 70-80%, and if he can master it less than 10%, he is considered a good martial arts genius!

"Senior Stick, do I need to lie to you?" Zhang Yuqing asked.

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true, it's just more."

Zhang Yuqing nodded sincerely with a decisive tone.

"Okay, anyway, if you lie to me, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Qitiangun stopped being entangled and said, "It will be up to you to take control of my true body later and stop the barbarian god's dharma body from committing crimes."

Zhang Yuqing was dumbfounded and his eyes widened, "Senior Stick, are you kidding me? You want me, an earthly evil warrior, to fight against the Barbarian God?"

"If it's not you, why should I be slapped with a stick?"

Qitiangun looked down upon him and continued,
"It's just a barbarian god, what do you have to fear as a majestic warrior!"

"There are not hundreds of millions but millions of gods in this world. They are like the crucian carp crossing the river and the number of sands in Hengsha. You think they are really high up and overlooking everything."

"Oh, don't look down on them. In the past, there was a great catastrophe in Dayong. I followed the master and killed countless people."

"How many have been killed?" Zhang Yu asked coldly.

Qi Tiangun was silent for a while and then changed the subject, "However, the True God Dharmakaya coming here is indeed not comparable to ordinary barbarian gods."

"Don't underestimate me."

Um? Isn't this... contradictory?

Zhang Yuqing felt guilty and felt that the Qitian Stick was not that reliable.

Is it too late to leave now?

"Senior Stick, if I use your true body to intercept the True God's Dharmakaya, what about this well?" He thought for a while, then turned to look at the ancient well below.

"With the power of the Red Emperor Flag and the Buddha's blood of this little monk, it won't be a problem for me to leave for a while." Qitian Gun vowed.

In short, there is no reason for the young monk Jiaheng to refuse.

A moment!

Suddenly, a ray of Buddha's light spread across the sky, illuminating the heaven and earth.

There are Buddha clouds, glazed light, diamond wheels, and the womb realm emerging one after another.

Accompanied by the lingering sound of Buddha.

On the terrain of the Nine Palaces, Zhang Yuqing held the sky-equalling stick in his hand and looked up at the clouds, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Even after a long time, he could feel the invisible pressure and suffocation.

The Qitian stick in his hand trembled slightly, as if it had changed its appearance.

From a rusty iron rod, it turned into a gilded immortal rod, with the golden light flowing on it forever, and the insect pattern and phoenix seal outline, showing the sacred atmosphere.

An invisible aura surrounded Zhang Yuqing, unaffected.

"Coming!" Qitian Stick shook.

Zhang Yuqing stood up coldly and looked up at the clouds.

I saw a woman in white walking barefoot, shining brightly, with a tall body and a face like a silver plate.

Behind him appeared four divine images, either Buddha or demon, and the sound of chanting sutras could be faintly heard.

"It turns out they are from the Black Heaven Sect." Zhang Yuqing stared.

At present, these four spiritual phenomena are the separation of the four-faced gods.

He had seen the Dharma form of the four-sided Black God, and had a duel with True Lord Chixiao in his consciousness.

But that day it was all four bodies in one, looking ferocious and chaotic.

"I have never heard of the Black Sky Sect on four sides. It must be a new sect that has arisen in the past thousand years." Qi Tiangun asked.

Zhang Yuqing nodded and explained it, "This god was once a fallen Bodhisattva who controlled the six heavens of desire in the Buddhist land of the Western Regions."

After hearing this, Qitiangun directly killed him in the area.

"The bald donkey really doesn't have any good things."

The young monk Jiaheng was helpless and suffered innocently.

"When you kill him later, be careful of the six eyes of the Six Desire God intertwined between men and women. It feels very scary."

it reminded.

"Know!"

Zhang Yuqing held the Qitian Stick and felt the power coming from the stick, which made him feel a surge in his heart.

Dare to lift up the stick to break the sky, trample the sky to pieces, and fight against hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers.

A fierce fighting spirit suddenly gathered.

What are the gods and Buddhas to fear!

"Senior Stick, I'm going to fuck you!"

"let's go!"

Zhang Yuqing gave a low shout, blood gushed out, and he raised his stick to kill the mysterious female priest in white.

The female priest in white smiled and waved her jade hands.

Behind him, the Buddha's body of white bones walked out of the green smoke. Under his feet was a dense sea of ​​bones. He held a white bone staff in his hand, blooming Buddha's light, and suppressed it towards Zhang Yuqing.

The White Bone Staff has more than ten thousand divine powers and is as powerful as a realm of white bones.

Zhang Yuqing alone would not be able to withstand the power of this staff.

But it's different now. He merged with Qitian Stick and borrowed the power of Qitian Stick, the real treasure of the past.

"kill!"

Rumble!
The Qitian Staff collided with the White Bone Staff for the first time, and the force was unleashed, tearing apart the white clouds around the sky. The ripples in the sky trembled and disappeared.

The White Bone Dharmakaya looked down indifferently, murmured, took out the twenty-eight white bone relics hanging around his neck, and tossed them gently, and the relics shone brightly.

A figure of an Arhat emerges from each bone relic.

They sat cross-legged, chanted sutras, stretched out their palms, and took pictures of the sky.

Can suppress all worlds.

And the lingering Buddha's sound can make people feel restless and confused.

"town!"

Zhang Yuqing silently recited the Taoist Mysterious Sutra in his heart, suppressing the Buddha's voice.

At the same time, the Five Saints Royal Prime True Skill was launched, and all the five internal organs and gods in his body appeared, surrounding his body, and striking twenty-eight white-bone arhats simultaneously.

Boom!

The void trembles, all kinds of energy are in chaos, and light rain falls.

It was as if he couldn't clearly see what was going on inside.

"What kind of evil technique does this young man practice? He regards the five internal organs as gods, lives in the five rooms, and regards himself as the way."

"It's really scary!"

Seeing this, Qi Tiangun became even more frightened.

I feel that Zhang Yuqing's potential is even greater than that of his owner Qi Tianren.

He is a rare martial arts seedling in the world.

It quickly infused more golden light from the source to protect Zhang Yuqing's physical body, and even his internal organs. Otherwise, a battle at this level would not be able to be endured by the physical body of an Earthly Evil warrior.

The white-bone Dharma minister took back the relics, raised his hand and sacrificed the white-bone pagoda to suppress it.

But in fact, whether it is a relic, a bone staff or a pagoda.

None of it is real, it is essentially just a magical power.

Why should Zhang Yuqing be afraid? He holds the heaven-stretching stick in his hand and has the power to destroy mountains and seas, just pour it out to his heart's content.

Control the four phases of the heaven and earth, control the four phenomena of the heaven and the earth.

He struck across the sky and knocked the white-bone pagoda away with one stick.

The female priest in white gave a sharp look and brushed her jade hand again.

Behind him, the true God Dharmakaya with the human body and the head of an animal and the appearance of naked flesh descended from the world.

He transformed into an ancient ferocious beast with the power of various demonic fragrances, and drove the ferocious beast to kill Zhang Yuqing. The scene was like being on an ancient wild battlefield.

It makes people tremble in fear.

"Boy, don't look with your eyes. Those ferocious beasts are all illusions." The Qitian Stick's voice sounded deep in Zhang Yuqing's heart, heavy and solemn.

"Know!"

Zhang Yuqing himself is a Qi practitioner who has undergone the three transformations of Yuanshen.

He also practiced the art of sealing the bottle and other soul-spelling techniques. Ordinary illusions cannot confuse him.

He closed his eyes and looked in all directions with his Dharma Eye. He held the Heaven-Qing Stick in his hand and struck straight at the True God Dharma Body with the head of a beast.

The other party's expression was stunned. After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Yuqing was knocked to the ground, staggering and rolling.

A thunderous roar erupted from his chest.

The true God cannot be blasphemed, not even the Dharma body.

Seeing this, the White Bone Dharmakaya held the pagoda in his hand, held the staff, and tapped the void.

The female priestess in white frowned, no longer holding back, and summoned the remaining two true god dharma bodies to appear. All four bodies used their magical powers one after another to suppress Zhang Yuqing.

The female Bodhisattva has a divine and peaceful face.

Her whole body was glowing like glass, and her hands seemed to be holding up a big sun. Wherever the glass light shrouded her, a layer of glass magic circle was formed within a hundred feet.

In the Liuli Dharma Realm, when Zhang Yuqing walked, he felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

The movement stagnated and slowed down.

This magical power has no lethality, but it can influence the situation.

"Kill this female Bodhisattva first!"

Zhang Yuqing changed his mind and raised the sky-equalling stick to break the shackles of the Liuli Dharma Realm. As he moved around, he attacked the mysterious female Bodhisattva first.

The stick can open the sky and destroy the universe.

But the female Bodhisattva stood still, and she held up a precious wheel of heavens with both hands in front of her chest. There seemed to be a diamond wheel spinning in front of her palms, symbolizing that the principles of Buddhism were as indestructible as a diamond, and as smooth and complete as a precious wheel.

If the Vajra Wheel is not broken, the stick will be completely taken over.

For a time, Zhang Yuqing was in a more dangerous state.

And the dharma bodies with white bones and animal heads on the left and right are using their magical powers to kill.

"big!"

At this time, the Qitian Stick trembled, and the stick suddenly enlarged and turned into a golden pillar reaching the sky. The Hunyuan wheel rotated, breaking the deadlock and allowing Zhang Yuqing to jump out of this dangerous situation.

But before he could stand still.

The three pairs of eyes of the sexually intertwined woman were shrouded in dim light.

"Yuanshen Daolian, open!"

Zhang Yuqing had no choice but to let Yuanshen Daolian bloom due to the current situation.

The third-grade Dao Lotus suddenly appeared around him, transforming into the Pure Dust Dharma Realm.

He briefly blocked the Six Desires Demonic Light from outside the boundary, allowing Zhang Yuqing's real body to jump out, and then took back the much dimmer Yuanshen Daolian.

"Boy, are you okay!" Qi Tiangun said in a panic with lingering fear in his heart.

"I'm fine!"

Zhang Yuqing took a few deep breaths, stabilized his heart, and said with bright eyes, "Senior, lend me all your strength."

"Zhang wants to kill the god!"

"it is good!"

The next moment, an even more vast and surging power surged out of his body.

Zhang Yuqing's temperament completely changed.

An invisible heavenly sword appeared between his eyes.

At this moment, the Qitian Stick was more like a knife in his hand.

Not a club blow, but a slash.

"Ba Dao!"

Use the true skills learned from the martial arts general outline scriptures to your fullest extent.

"Boy, I am a stick, not a knife."

But Qitian Gun felt aggrieved.

The voice kept ringing in Zhang Yuqing's heart.

It is a stick, a stick, how can it be used as a knife!

……

Hanyue Fucheng!

It's night now, the sun is setting over the mountains, and the moon and stars are sparse.

But the city of Dafu is indeed brightly lit, and the lanterns are lit up one after another.

Every house of the common people is also decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, just like the bright day.

The streets were still crowded and noisy.

Even Mr. Laofu couldn't sit still. He walked down from the tower and chatted with the old layman along the river. Listening to the laughter and laughter coming from all directions, he felt comfortable.

"Yanzhang, how have you been living in seclusion in your hometown these past few years?"

"It's okay. I can compose poems, drink wine, and play the piano in my free time. I'm worry-free." The old layman replied leisurely.

"That sounds interesting."

"Yes, this is the most peaceful time in my life."

"After a few years, how about I go to Yuntai to be with you."

"Hahaha... Well, you and I usually have a lot of bickering skills."

The old layman laughed heartily and said, "Speaking of which, I met a wonderful young man in my hometown."

"Oh? What's so wonderful about it?" Mr. Laofu was curious.

"This person's martial arts talent is not inferior to that of Shangguan, Longxiang, and Wushuang. His literary talent is even more outstanding, and he has the appearance of a literary sage."

"If he practices martial arts, he will be able to subdue the eight wastelands, unite the Liuhe, and dominate the four seas in the future."

"If you embark on the literary path, you will also have the talent to govern the country."

"Sometimes, even I am confused about which path he should choose." The old layman shook his head and smiled.

"You are both talented in civil and military affairs, so you have to recommend me to me." Mr. Laofu stroked his beard.

But the old layman shook his head, "This person is quite paranoid and stubborn, and he is also a martial arts fanatic. He would rather live in Yuntai County for meditation for a long time than come to Hanyue Mansion."

"Since you are a martial arts fanatic, you should go to a bigger stage! A real dragon cannot be raised in a pond. I will come to see this person in person someday." Laofu Jun said sonorously.

The old layman shook his head and said nothing.

He felt that Fu Jun would definitely be rejected and return in anger.

Another moment.

The two of them finished walking along the street and were about to go to a restaurant to drink tea and admire the moon.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a cold light suddenly appeared, with murderous intent!
A figure suddenly appeared next to Lao Fujun with a sword in hand.

The sword light flew across the sky and hit the back of Fu Jun's head. It was too fast and too sudden.

"Master Fu, be careful!"

When the guards around Lao Fujun noticed the sword light, it was already too late.

I could only shout anxiously and hastily.

"Hmph, if you dare to assassinate me, I will spare your life!"

Mr. Laofu suddenly turned around, furious.

At this time, he didn't look weak at all, like a crazed lion.

When he opened his mouth and roared, his vitality exploded and the sword immediately shattered.

The flesh and blood body of the killer exploded and blood blossomed.

"Zheng!"

Another cold sword illuminated the earth.

A gray figure flew over, with an ordinary face.

His speed is faster than anyone can react.

The man and his sword merged into one, and they swooped forward, the sword pointed directly at Fu Jun's head.

There was no way to avoid it, everything was so sudden and fast.

"The people in Wusheng Building turn out to be you rats hiding in dark corners."

Fu Jun was furious and struck out with one palm, shattering the killer sword of Wushenglou just now and killing him with one palm.

But there are many Wushenglou killers appearing around.

They appeared one after another, and even disappeared into the void. Their appearance was ordinary, and the sword light was endless.

"There are assassins!"

"Lord Protector."

A group of guards on the left and right also reacted immediately to protect the master and the old layman.

"Protect Yanzhang, he doesn't know martial arts."

Mr. Laofu shouted in a deep voice and took the initiative to capture the killer of Wushenglou.

At the same time, the changes here also caused the people to riot.

The situation became even more chaotic, and some innocent people were even killed by sword light.

This made Fu Jun even more angry, "You are seeking death!"

(End of this chapter)