The God and Buddha are actually me

Outside the grave.

The battle between Yimei Zhenren and Xianrenpi has reached a fever pitch. He is indeed a Taoist master who has been famous for a long time. He has profound magic power and unpredictable methods, and his thunder skills are even more superb.

But that terrifying human skin seemed to sweep across the heaven and earth, swallowing up all the thunderbolts. The black scriptures on the skin contained some kind of terrifying power, as if it could bury all living things in the world.

The more Yimeizhen hit him, the worse he felt. He felt a faint sense of weakness in his body, as if his life force was passing away.

After calculating the secret, he was suddenly shocked.

During the period of fighting, his life span, which was not considered abundant to begin with, had been silently shortened by ten years!

In an instant, his heart was bleeding.

This evil thing can actually destroy people's life span?

Big loss!

Immortal Yimei wanted to retreat, but he heard Yama's muffled groan coming from the grave. It was obvious that Yue Ling was unstoppable at this moment and had the absolute upper hand.

And this fairy skin is not unscathed, the fairy light on it is also dimmer than before.

If he left like this, it would be equivalent to losing ten years of his life in vain, but getting nothing. He would even become enemies with Yue Ling because of his giving up halfway.

The gain outweighs the loss.

Thinking of this, Master Yimei had already made a decision in his heart. Seeing that Yue Ling was about to capture Yama, he was also ready to use the most underhanded means to win a quick victory.

"Disciple, the 32nd generation cave master of Feixian Cave, please ask for the magic weapon from the ancestor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a spiritual light flew out from his Niwan Palace, exuding a dazzling brilliance that made the night instantly brighter than day.

It turned out to be a palace made of stacked paper, with vast celestial light flowing through it. There were heavenly soldiers guarding the seventy-two palace doors. Dragons, phoenixes, immortals, and Buddhas could be seen looming inside, giving lectures and wandering around.

Feixian Cave’s most precious treasure—Ultimate Paradise Palace!

This is not a magic weapon left by Master Zixiao, but by Zhenxing Master Tianmao from Feixian Cave. It is said that Tianmao Zhenjun was once a very outstanding ghost traveler.

After he worshiped in Feixian Cave by chance, he used the Yin origami technique as the basis, combined with the "Purple Thunder Heavenly Book" and many mysterious skills of Feixian Cave, to create his own destiny treasure, Paradise Palace.

This is a unique and unparalleled magic weapon. It has the magical effect of having the sun and moon in a pot, the universe in a sleeve, and the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of your hand. It hides everything in mustard seeds. A small paper house can contain a whole world.

It is said that this heavenly palace can encompass everything, including fairies dancing, divine generals guarding, real dragons bowing their heads, and Arhats singing.

To put it simply, this paper palace not only has an amazing storage effect, but is also equivalent to a mobile arsenal. Although the gods and Buddhas are fake, they still have a strong deterrent effect.

After Tianmao Zhenjun refines this magic weapon, he will never meet an opponent and will be invincible in the world.

The Paradise Palace has also become the treasure of the Feixian Cave, which can only be managed by the cave masters of the past dynasties.

"The Four Divine Generals, the Five Mountain Gods, and the Nine-Year Star Lord, why don't you quickly lead your heavenly troops to defeat the demons!"

Immortal Yimei rang the Tao bell in his hand, and with the other hand he pinched the seal, which looked like a tiger talisman, and recited mysterious words like a bell.

The next moment, the palace gates in the Paradise Palace opened one after another, and countless heavenly soldiers shot out from them, calmly arraying themselves under the leadership of the divine general.

Although they flew out of a small paper house, their bodies quickly grew in size after they came to the world. The sky was suddenly filled with darkness, thunder roared, and light shone in all directions, looming among the clouds.

This scene is very shocking, as if there are really heavenly soldiers and generals descending to earth to subdue demons. The figures and power of the gods and Buddhas filling the sky, just seeing them from a distance, is enough to scare countless demons out of their wits.

This is the power of Paradise Palace.

With this magic weapon, Yimei Zhenren seems to be in an invincible position. He can constantly mobilize his troops and generals. In this era when gods do not appear, he has completely crushed others in terms of momentum.

Even if the heavenly soldiers and generals die, they can be resurrected in the Paradise Palace, but it will consume some of their mana.

"kill!"

Following the order from Immortal Yimei, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals began to take the initiative to attack. One after another, figures rushed towards the Immortal Skin like a tide, with roars that shook the sky.

But what is fake is fake after all. The Immortal Skin still uses the method of blocking out the sky and the sun, wrapping a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals in it, and then keeps squirming.

After a moment, the skin was unfolded, and countless blood rained down.

Master Yimei's expression became more solemn.

Such a wicked human skin, even the heavenly soldiers and generals in the Paradise Palace can't do anything about it?

"Kill again!!"

This time he summoned the five emperors from the Heavenly Palace, the Demon-Conquering Marshal, the Evil-Suppressing Heavenly Lord, and the Patriarch of the Thunder Department. Each one of them had an astonishing aura and a myriad of divine splendors, and the magic weapons in their hands that controlled dragons and phoenixes were also different.

But Immortal Skin is not afraid. Even if it is injured, it can recover quickly. It can even turn into a human form and chant incantations, and fight with other great gods without falling behind at all.

Seeing that the situation was in a stalemate, he heard Yama suddenly scream in the grave.

The winner is decided in the grave!

Master Yimei was worried, fearing that Yue Ling would come and compete with him for the immortal skin, so he decided to take a chance.

He made a hand and chanted a mantra, with a little bit of his finger.

The gods from the Paradise Palace immediately entangled the Immortal Skin at all costs, and then the seventy-two palace doors of the Immortal Palace opened together, releasing infinite suction.

The fairy skin began to get smaller and smaller, floating towards the Paradise Palace.

Master Yimei finally showed a smile. No matter how cruel this person is, as long as he enters the Heavenly Palace, he can only be slaughtered by him.

But he soon stopped laughing.

Perhaps feeling the danger of the Paradise Palace, the black scriptures on the immortal skin began to flow faster, and a strange chanting sound even appeared in the void.

"Buried people are hiding and taking advantage of the vitality. The energy of yin and yang turns into wind when it rises, clouds when it falls, rain when it falls, and when it travels to the ground, it becomes vitality..."

As the chanting sounded, the gods from the Paradise Palace rotted into mud one after another, and could no longer restrain the immortal skin.

The next moment, fairy light bloomed on the immortal's skin, and he turned around and captured the Paradise Palace above the head of Immortal Yimei, and tried to take it back to his tomb.

"stop!"

The man with Yimei's eyes was about to burst and his heart was bleeding. His whole body was filled with mana, and his white eyebrows even turned dark red. It was obvious that his energy and blood were rushing back, and his mind was in a state of confusion.

However, no matter how much mana he instilled, he could not stop watching the supreme treasure of the Feixian Cave, the Paradise Palace, sinking and falling little by little.

This is not to say that the Heavenly Palace of Paradise is inferior to the Immortal Skin. As the treasure that Tianmao Zhenjun once conquered for a lifetime, its power is definitely not inferior to the Immortal Skin.

But Master Yimei is not Master Tianmao after all.

Although he can control the Heavenly Palace of Paradise, according to the ancient records left by Patriarch Tianmao, the Palace of Paradise can only exert 100% of its power in the hands of people who walk in the yin.

So even though I tried my best, it was still to no avail.

Boom!

Immortal Skin took Paradise Palace and fell into the grave. The next moment, the seriously injured Yama and the knife-wielding Yue Ling flew out, and then the tomb was completely gathered.

"Yam Luo, give me back the Palace of Ultimate Bliss!!!"

The angry voice of Yimeizhen resounded through the sky.