There Is A Dragon In My Well

As they spoke, the twelve ancestral witches roared one after another and took the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls.

Taoist Ran Deng frowned slightly, fearing that the twelve ancestral witches would join forces to set up the Du Tian Shen Sha formation and trap his heavenly magic weapons, so he immediately let out a low voice and activated his magical power.

I saw a violent shaking in the void, and the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls suddenly transformed into twenty-four divine generals of the heavens. Each of them was ten thousand feet tall, infinitely powerful, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and fought with the twelve ancestral witches. together.

Boom boom boom!

The Taixu starry sky was boiling!

The sound of explosions continued, and the air flow surged around, like a pot of porridge.

However, Taoist Ran Deng could still see at a glance that the twelve ancestral witches used the witch fighting skills so wonderfully that the gods in the sky were restrained.

"As expected, the body of an ancestral witch became enlightened. The magical powers and fighting skills of the witch clan are far superior to those of Buddhism! I just took this opportunity to hone and absorb it."

Taoist Ran Deng pointed out the magic spell, and the twenty-four gods and generals were immediately beaten like chickens with blood, two against one, opening and closing with a loud bang.

On the other side, Chu Qiu also transformed into a human form again, took out the Secret Seal of Cutting Heaven, and smashed it repeatedly, causing King Dapeng to vomit blood and fly backwards. The rope that tied the immortal to Sun Fo was also broken into several pieces, and his mind was traumatized. .

However, the bundle of immortal ropes was not a mortal thing. With a finger of the Dharma Technique of Fear to Remain from Sun Buddha, they were connected together again. With the movement of magic power, the brilliance bloomed and became intact.

Bang bang bang!

The group of people were fighting more and more fiercely. Taoist Blood Mosquito's expression kept changing, and he didn't know if he should take action or under what name.

The last time he provoked Buddhism, he absorbed the third grade of the twelve-grade golden lotus, the treasure of the Western religion, and turned it into a ninth-grade golden lotus. It was the Empress Nuwa who saved his life and asked the Jade Emperor to provide him with a place to practice.

If he takes action to anger Buddhism this time, I'm afraid even Nuwa Empress won't be able to protect him.

"But this Jietian Cult Leader is really powerful. He can withstand so many people from the Buddhist sect with just one person. There are only a handful of them in the Three Realms!"

Taoist Blood Mosquito couldn't help but sigh in his heart, admiring Chu Qiu endlessly.

Chu Qiu also became more and more angry. If he hadn't killed the good corpse, he would have stared at the killer first.

After all, he still understands that it is better to cut off one of his fingers than to injure ten of them.

But it won't work if you don't kill the good corpse. It will be too difficult to prove the Tao with your strength in a short period of time!

On the contrary, if you kill the corpse of a good person, you will not have any thoughts of killing, but if you stimulate your good thoughts, you will be able to kill it by accumulating a little more merit.

After all, his path has arrived!

Now that the catastrophe is beginning to take shape, Chu Qiu naturally wants to take the fastest way, first improve his strength, protect his wife, children, children, and disciples, and then make plans.

Thinking like this, Chu Qiu could only take a deep breath and suppress the anger in his heart, so as not to have the desire to kill and cause a cause-and-effect change that would affect his ability to kill the good corpse.

"Become a saint in my body and prove the Tao with my strength. I will leave, but now I must kill the good corpse first!"

Chu Qiu narrowed his eyes, and while moving quickly, he retreated step by step, and then with a big wave of his hand, he released the incarnation of Fuso Tree.

He was multitasking, with red hair and red brows on the hibiscus tree, and a burst of breath. He raised his hand and pointed, and a wave of real sun-burning Dapeng Mingwang screamed and fluttered his wings and retreated.

Then he opened his mouth and sprayed out another burst of real fire, which stuck to the immortal rope that was tied to the Buddha of Fear, and burned with crackling sounds.

The true sun fire used by the incarnation of Fusang seems to be integrated with some of the great laws of the Fusang tree as the innate spiritual root, and its nature has undergone certain changes. Once it is contaminated, it is like a maggot attached to the bone, which is difficult to shake off.

Fearing to stay, Sun Fo shook the immortal rope one after another, but could not dispel the true sun fire of the immortal rope, so he had to use the Yuqing Immortal Technique to emit thunder fire and Yuqing Immortal Light to drive away the true fire.

Kong Xuan repeated his old trick, and his five fingers evolved into five elements of divine light, pressing towards the incarnation of Fusang.

But how can the incarnation of Fuso be so easily bullied?

He shook his hand and held a red and green wooden stick with nine gourds hanging on it.

This wooden stick itself is made from the branches of the hibiscus tree, and is infused with Chu Qiu's former six-foot golden body enhancement foundation. It is cleverly integrated with the gourd spirit vine, using the gourd as the formation eye, and refined into the two-dimensional dust. The formation also has many composite formations, which are extremely powerful.

More importantly, Chu Qiu also threw the wooden stick into the Chaos Stone. The gourd vine was originally an ordinary spiritual vine with some innate deficiencies. As a result, after absorbing the essence of the Chaos Stone and the energy of chaos, it directly made up for the innate talent.

Now this wooden staff is at the level of an innate spiritual treasure!

The power of the nine gourds also increased greatly.

But how can outsiders know about these changes in Chu Qiu? Where is the precaution?

There was a stabbing sound, and Kong Xuan's five-element magical power was poked by the wooden stick. Like a deflated rubber ball, the essence of the five elements was instantly taken away, and the magical power was destroyed!

The nine gourds on the wooden staff are divided into nine colors. Five of the gourds correspond to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Kong Xuan's five-element magical power was just punctured by the wooden stick, and the essence of the five elements' vitality was all sucked away by the five gourds.

"Good baby! Since you took away my five-color divine light, take this baby to replace it first!"

With his sharp eyesight, Kong Xuan immediately saw that the wooden stick in Chu Qiu's hand was definitely a rare innate treasure with great potential. With a flash of his figure, he used Buddhist magical powers to capture it.

"Hey, if you have the ability, just give it a try!"

The incarnation of Fusang made a sound of disdain, with a face full of disdain, picked up the wooden stick and poked it, and the nine gourds emitted light, using two instruments of dust to evolve the prehistoric world. Kong Xuan was not aware of it and was trapped in it.

Maitreya Buddha narrowed his eyes, raised his hand to use the Buddha's Kingdom in the Palm, and grabbed Fusang's incarnation. The entire Taixu starry sky seemed to be included in the Buddha's Kingdom in the Palm.

when!

A bell rang, five colors of light shone, the stars appeared, and the black and yellow air circulated. The Chaos Bell hung above the head of Fusang's incarnation, firmly blocking the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of Maitreya Buddha.

The two terrifying forces collided and evolved, and the mana surged, shining brightly across the starry sky.

At this moment, the incarnation of Fuso lifted up the wooden stick and poked it. Red and green light intertwined, breaking through the layers of void. With a bang, it poked Maitreya on the shoulder across the space. Then, with a sweeping blow as fast as lightning, Maitreya was killed. The Buddha knocked down the lotus stand and his face turned red.

The direct disciple of a dignified saint, the next Buddha of Buddhism, was so casually knocked down from the lotus platform. If this was to spread, where would the majesty of Buddhism be placed?

In anger, Maitreya Buddha pointed under his body, and a lotus platform appeared, and then pointed at the top of his head, and relics appeared.

Fusang transformed into a staff and stabbed at it, and was struck by a golden light from the relic, and then struck down with his palm. The chaos bell trembled and his own palm turned red.

"Shu Zi! Let me see how many tricks you have left today! Don't hold back any of them. He wants to kill the good corpse, so he can't kill him!"

The smile on Maitreya Buddha's face has disappeared, and the kind smile he used to have is now so gloomy. It makes people shudder to see him!