Honghuang: I, the North Sea Xuan Turtle, support the sky on my own!

It turns out that the western land is remote, and the battle between Bodhi ancestors and Xuantao is not small.

But after it spread to the western land, its power was reduced a lot.

If it is not deliberately investigated, the saint will not know.

Just now, Zhunti sensed the avatar of a good corpse and used Buddhist supernatural powers.

That was the pawn he laid for the future.

Generally, they will not be easily dispatched to reveal their identity.

Now I am afraid that I have encountered some difficult opponents, and I am quasi-refreshing my spiritual sense to communicate with the way of heaven.

Instantly know the cause and effect of things.

His heart was burning with anger, and he shouted:

"Okay, Xuantao, how dare you snatch my chance to teach in the West."

It has always been as long as the Western teachings sweep the autumn wind and seize the opportunity.

Today, Kong Xuan was robbed by a small Hunyuan Jinxian, and even the co-owner of the human race was not spared.

In this way, he alone has monopolized three seats among the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, which makes people feel uneasy.

Zhunti will immediately take action to suppress Xuantao.

But he was stopped by the reception on the side:

"Junior brother wait a minute, you forgot that Xuan Tao has a body of avenues of merit and virtue, and he should not easily hurt his life."

Zhunti calmed down, but his heart was extremely depressed.

Obviously Xuantao is jumping in front of him, but he is helpless. Is there anything more uncomfortable in the world than this?

He was handed a cup of tea and said calmly:

"At this time, don't worry about it, Old Ancestor Bodhi is your good corpse clone anyway, so how could it be no match for a small golden immortal with mixed essence."

After thinking for a while, Zhun Ti also felt that what he said was not unreasonable.

Even if Xuan Tao turned upside down, he was just a little guy in the initial stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

How is Bodhi Patriarch, the quasi-sage perfect opponent.

The gap between them cannot be made up with a few powerful magic weapons.

What's more, Patriarch Bodhi, as his good corpse, would have no magic weapon in his hand.

In this way, Xuan Tao could never be an opponent.

If it can be defeated, not only the co-lord of the human race and the peacock, but even him, are taught by the West.

After thinking about it like this, the depression in Zhunti's heart suddenly dissipated.

"Senior brother's remarks are great, and when it comes to mood, I'm not as good as me."

In the Mahavira Hall, the sound of Buddha's music chanting suddenly sounded.

Golden lotuses surged from the ground, Sanskrit sounds filled the air, and all the Western disciples fell into intoxication again.

On the banks of the Yellow River, Patriarch Bodhi and Xuan Tao had already fought a real fire.

The trick is deadly, leaving no room for it.

The terrifying explosions sounded one after another, and the air was filled with air.

The two made a move, and their breaths were a little disordered, and their expressions were full of hideousness.

The strength of the ancestor Bodhi is not weak. He is proficient in the three techniques of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Xuan Tao has the blessing of the Dao Xuan yellow tortoise shell, which is invulnerable to all methods.

But the more powerful the magic weapon is, the more mana it consumes.

Dao Xuan yellow turtle shell is a treasure of acquired merit, and its power is naturally unfamiliar.

Since the war, Rao has consumed most of his mana because of Xuantao's powerful recovery power of the Golden Immortal.

What's more, he has to urge Hongmeng's merit to measure the ruler of the sky.

The two acquired merit treasures are added together, and the mana consumption is doubled.

Ancestor Bodhi's face was calm, but his heart had long been turbulent, and he could not calm down for a long time.

Just because there is a hideous scar on his body, from the chest and abdomen to the waist.

It was all injured by the Heavenly Ruler of Hongmeng's merit and virtue.

The power of inner merit can break through the defenses of all kinds of spells.

Although the Buddha's golden body was strong, it couldn't resist Xuan Tao's successive attacks.

In the end, the defense was forcibly broken, and a sharp edge fell directly.

If it weren't for him already on the top of the quasi-sage, and his physical body is solid and immortal, I am afraid that he will be cut in half.

Ancestor Bodhi took a golden pill and wanted to recover from his injuries.

But there is a strange force in the wound left by Hongmeng's merit measure, which is hindering his recovery.

It contains the wonder of three thousand laws, and it is filled with a strange power of devouring.

In front of it, the medicinal effect of Jindan is like a meat bun falling in front of a wild dog, and it will never return.

Obstructed by the power of law, he could not heal the wound at all.

Ancestor Bodhi is a ruthless man.

Feel free to slide a few times on the wounds on your body to stop the gurgling blood, and join the fight again.

With a flick of his hand, a dazzling treasure tree guards the heavens and the earth.

There are seven treasures on the tree, and the onyx is hanging down, the colorful light is overflowing, and it is sacred and extraordinary.

This is the best innate spiritual treasure that Zhunti entrusts the good corpse, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

The seven treasures bloom with light, and the five elements of yin and yang circulate, which can brush down all things in the world.

Even the best innate spiritual treasures may be brushed down.

I saw a burst of bright colored light on the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, which instantly enveloped Xuan Tao.

This light is very magical, and anything that enters the yin and yang five elements can fall.

Xuan Tao only felt that the magic weapon controlled by the divine sense shook for a while, and it seemed that there were signs of being out of his control.

Immediately shocked, he held the two treasures of acquired merit in his hands, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is indeed the most magical magic weapon in the prehistoric world.

If it weren't for his Dao Xuan yellow tortoise shell, he had undergone the refinement of merit and was promoted to the treasure of acquired merit.

I am afraid that in an instant, it will be brushed off by the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

Where can I wait, he took back the magic weapon.

If ordinary people encounter such a situation, they must be helpless.

In front of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, whoever dares to sacrifice a magic weapon, that is, the meat buns beat the dog, there is no return.

But if you want to fight against the superior Bodhi ancestors, how can you be an opponent without a powerful magic weapon.

Fortunately, Hongmeng's merit measure is not a simple magic weapon.

It is also a powerful weapon.

In addition to Xuan Tao's dual cultivation of primordial spirit and physical body, his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Xuantao Hongmeng has the Heavenly Ruler in his hand, like a Heavenly Sword in his hand.

The sharp and domineering edge spit out, with a powerful aura of annihilating everything.

A foot pierced through the sky, annihilating everything.

Even if the Seven Treasures Divine Light was extraordinary, it had to be shattered under Xuan Tao's boundless power.

Ling Lie's decisive breath rushed towards his face, and Patriarch Bodhi's complexion changed.

He hurriedly waved the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand to resist.

"clang!"

The loud noise that shook the sky was accompanied by a powerful and domineering force.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree fell down in response, smashing heavily on the body of Patriarch Bodhi.

He only felt that XNUMX ancient gods were rushing towards him.

The violent and domineering power shook his head with a buzzing turmoil.

Xuan Tao's strength refreshed his cognition once again.

This power, I am afraid that the ancient Wu clan, can not compare with it.

There is still such a perverted existence in the flood.

The primordial spirit can only prove the Dao with strength. The cultivation of the physical body is extremely difficult for the monks in the flood.

If there is no corresponding racial talent, it will not be possible for hundreds of millions of years to achieve achievements.

Just like Patriarch Bodhi, he mastered the three techniques of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and he has never practiced the physical body.

Unfortunately, it turned out to be ineffective, and in the end he gave up.

Now Xuantao's physical power has reached the Quasi-Saint, and he is blessed by the power of Yuanshen.

Even the existence of the late quasi-sage cannot be his opponent.

And Hongmeng's merit measure is in hand.

Old Ancestor Bodhi suddenly felt numb in his scalp.

Xuan Tao was hiding too deeply, and the killers appeared in front of him one after another.

Ancestor Bodhi felt that he could not hold back any longer.

Immediately, he roared angrily, and read out a string of obscure scriptures.