The God and Buddha are actually me

Zhang Jiuyang didn't know who this crazy old man was, but he knew that the other party was very strong and unfathomable.

The evil-killing sword that the ghost mother could barely hold down with several arms before was now held by him in one hand, like a seven-inch dragon and snake, unable to move at all.

Zhang Jiuyang's heavenly eye fell on him, but he couldn't see through it at all.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation. In the past, he could see the karma of the Painted Skin Master and the Two-Faced Buddha, but when facing this crazy old man, his eyes seemed to be malfunctioning.

Like an abyss.

"Have you seen my skin?"

"Give me my skin back..."

He muttered something in his mouth, and the hand holding the Evil-Slaying Sword began to exert force unconsciously, and wisps of fairy light flowed in his palm, making the Evil-Slaying Sword creak.

If the current evil-slaying sword had not been completely transformed, I am afraid that it would be crushed by it at this moment.

"What the hell, senior, who are you?"

Zhang Jiuyang was puzzled.

"No, you've seen it, it's on you!"

"You are a thief, you stole my skin!"

"Thieves... all deserve to die!"

The crazy old man became more and more angry as he spoke, his dirty white hair dancing wildly in the wind, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally it was like rolling thunder exploding on the top of the mountain.

An extremely powerful aura rose up from him, and the entire Ganquan Mountain was rumbling, seemingly overwhelmed.

Zhang Jiuyang was horrified in his heart. He quickly circulated the Pure Yang Golden Elixir and poured mana into the Eye of the Sky. The fire between his brows ignited and he performed the illusion of the Eye of the Sky, hoping to shock the opponent's spirit.

This crazy old man's strength is unfathomable, but he seems to have a mental problem. Maybe his soul is his weakness.

But he soon discovered that he was wrong, and very wrong.

Under the judgment of the eye of the sky, the crazy old man still stood tall and tall like a mountain, letting the Yushu sky fire burn on his body without moving at all.

Maybe it wasn't burning, but the sky fire would automatically avoid his body.

He raised his steps, and with every step he took, the surrounding sky fire receded a little, and his body became taller in the illusion world.

After nine steps, his body was as big as a mountain, and his flaming eyes like the sun were as small as fireflies.

He raised his fist, like a god picking up the stars and the moon, and held the fire eye that was trying to judge him in his palm, and shook it gently.

The illusion is shattered.

Zhang Jiuyang made a muffled sound and closed his heavenly eye automatically. A stream of blood flowed out from the red mark between his eyebrows, indicating that he had been injured.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

It was not that no one had broken through the illusion of the Heavenly Eye before, but this was the first time he had encountered someone who could break through the Heavenly Eye in such an astonishing way.

The crazy old man just now even gave him a feeling of... a god.

The terror of the qi machine is actually no weaker than that of Zhong Kui when he invited the gods!

Who is he?

"Brother Ninth, be careful, he is the crazy old man from hell!"

In the distance, Ah Li was riding a black dragon and shouting loudly. She looked at the crazy old man with horror in her eyes. He actually chased him from hell?

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked when he heard this, it turned out to be him!

The man who was imprisoned in the deepest part of the Nine Nether Hell and drew the Jade Cauldron Nine Immortals on his skin to inherit, actually came to the earth?

The Nine Immortals Pictures of the Jade Cauldron, each picture represents a heaven. According to Ah Li, the old man seemed to have completed the first eight pictures, but was stuck on the ninth picture, and even became crazy because of it.

That is to say, he may be a peerless master of the eighth realm of Yangshen!

A land god!

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath and said: "Senior, I also practice the Jade Cauldron Xuan Gong. I only took the skin for practice. I will return it to you right now."

He gave in when it was time to give in, and he was indeed unreasonable in this matter.

Zhang Jiuyang took out the human skin from his arms, with the fourth picture drawn on it, the picture of the big and small cauldrons.

The crazy old man immediately let go of the evil-killing sword and held the picture tightly.

But he didn't seem to calm down. Instead, he looked at the human skin picture, his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot and red, as if there was endless murderous intent and anger emerging.

"You thieves, thieves!"

"You all deserve to die for coveting my Jade Cauldron Palace!!"

"Kill! Kill you all!"

He roared, shaking the mountains, and then made a fist seal. Just as he made a fist movement, Ganquan Mountain was shaking violently, and the Lingguan Temple quickly collapsed.

A huge phantom of a tripod appeared in the sky, with three legs and two ears, entwined by nine dragons, shining with celestial light and supreme dignity, as if it could suppress the luck of the world.

The fist is the Jiuding, suppressing the universe!

Boom!

The black dragon in the sky whined and fell like a cannonball, and some birds exploded into bloody mud. The clouds were shattered by an invisible air wave, and dark cracks appeared in the sky.

It's like heaven pouring down.

The peaks near Ganquan Mountain collapsed one after another. Before the fist came, the fist's intention had already crushed the mountains.

Perhaps because of some kind of luck, Ganquan Mountain did not collapse, but it was still crumbling, with cracks appearing on the mountain.

Lingguan Temple was crushed inch by inch, and even the statue of Lingguan God, which had been majestic and solemn from beginning to end, was covered with cracks and shattered with a click.

"Ling, Ling Guanye is broken..."

There was a trace of despair in Miao Zhu's eyes, as if some kind of belief collapsed suddenly. Couldn't even Ling Guan Ye stop it?

With this punch, the entire Lingguan Temple might turn into powder.

He desperately tried to stand up, but under the force of the fist, his body was nailed to the ground, and his bones seemed to be broken, as if he was carrying a huge boulder.

The newborn baby girl, whose umbilical cord had not yet been cut, raised her little hand, emitting invisible spiritual power fluctuations to help her parents block the impact of the fist.

Otherwise, these two ordinary people would instantly turn into dust like the statue.

But all this was in vain. When the fist fell, everything would be destroyed.

But at this critical moment, a figure stood up with the fist.

Zhang Jiuyang's long hair was scattered, his body was swaying, and the anger in his eyes increased and turned red, as if there was a flame burning in his eyes.

"The innate commander, the one-qi god. The great spiritual official of the heavens, the selfless and fierce official of the three realms..."

Zhang Jiuyang pinched the spiritual official's seal, recited the spiritual official's treasured edict, and started to invite the gods to come.

As he recited, a vast, unparalleled, masculine and domineering aura boiled in his body, and the fire rushed into the sky. He supported all the fist intentions with his own strength, and even made the fist slower and slower.

The Lingguan Temple finally stopped shaking.

The pressure on everyone was also relieved.

"Golden eyes and red hair are called the Three-Five Fire Train Thunder God. Phoenix mouth and silver teeth, commanding millions of Pixiu gods. Flying in the clouds, commanding thunder. Rain, clearing the sky, exorcising evil and curing diseases..."

For the first time, the crazy old man's eyes showed surprise. He seemed to feel some kind of threat. His fist was blocked, so he opened his mouth and spit out thunder and fire, trying to stop Zhang Jiuyang.

Although he was not in his mind, his amazing fighting instinct made him feel the danger in Zhang Jiuyang.

These thunder and fire were the punishments he swallowed in hell. Others avoided them, but he inhaled them into his stomach to refine his internal organs, and he could even spray them out to fight against the enemy when fighting.

It can be seen that the flesh is terrifying and the cultivation is strong.

But he wanted to use thunder and fire to attack Wang Lingguan, who was the God of Fire and Thunder, but he made a wrong calculation.

Those thunder and fire from the Nine Nether Hell immediately became extremely obedient when they fell on Zhang Jiuyang, and even lingered around him like a guard.

"Watching the mistakes for twelve years, I was ordered by the Jade Emperor. I have accumulated hundreds of thousands of merits and vowed to assist the ancestors. I am extremely strong and brave, saving the dead and the living. I preach the teachings in every direction and hold forums everywhere. I am a fierce official, and I am a fire engine. Taiyi Thunder God Yinghua Tianzun!"

"Disciple Zhang Jiuyang, please ask Wang Lingguan to possess me!"

As the precious edict was completely read, the sky suddenly became windy and clouds surged, forming a large vortex of black clouds, and in the center of the black cloud, there was an eye-like existence.

It was as if the sky was angry and opened its eyes to overlook the world.

This scene was exactly the same as the last time when Zhong Kui was invited to descend to the world.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly closed his eyes, and his aura became vast and majestic. He just stood there quietly, but it seemed to hold up the entire world.

When he opened his eyes again, the Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire spread from his feet.

Buzz!

A sharp sound of wind sounded, like the sound of a propeller spinning at high speed, mixed with the whistling sound of flames, completely illuminating the night.

Those were the wind and fire wheels under his feet.

As the sky fire spread, the white robe was dyed into golden armor bit by bit, the dragon-binding rope hung on his waist, and the evil-slaying sword turned into a golden whip. Even his appearance changed dramatically.

His face was red and beard was beardless. The originally injured sky eye opened again, and the golden light rushed straight into the sky, more dazzling than any time before.

An indescribable sacredness and majesty permeated between heaven and earth, causing all evil to retreat and all demons to be frightened.

Boom!

The God of Heaven was furious, and sent down thunders, including many purple thunders, which were far more powerful than the time when Zhong Kui descended.

Even a strong man in the sixth realm could be wiped out in the face of such a thunder tribulation.

However, he just glared at them, and those thunders actually showed "hesitation", as if they wanted to fall, but also seemed to want to go back, and they were stuck in the air.

Even the thunder was still.

Want to seize power from the gods!

"Spirit, Lord Lingguan!"

The temple keeper instantly knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes.

He actually saw Lord Lingguan, who appeared and protected them by attaching himself to Taoist Zhang.

In an instant, all the hesitation and hesitation in his heart disappeared completely, replaced by an incomparably pure firmness and piety.

Looking at the familiar figure, he kowtowed slowly.

From now on, he is willing to convert completely, become the most devout believer of Lord Lingguan, and practice the way of the Lord Lingguan with his whole life.

Not only him, but even the baby girl seemed to be baptized by some kind of sacred power, and her black pupils kept looking at the god-like figure.

"Kill!!!"

The crazy old man came resolutely, with fairy light flowing all over his body, and the shadow of the tripod behind him almost condensed into substance.

Demons will be afraid when they see Wang Lingguan, and ordinary people have the urge to worship him, but the crazy old man is an exception. He waved his fist in front of Wang Lingguan.

It has been a long time since he encountered such a powerful opponent.

"Skin thief, fight me!!"

His voice shook the sky, and he forcibly broke through the flames and thunder around Wang Lingguan. Only a few hairs and the corners of his clothes were burned black, but his eyes were extremely excited and the fighting spirit was boiling.

And what responded to him was Wang Lingguan's red eyes and a golden whip that was as bright as the sun.

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