Time flies, three days are coming in the blink of an eye.

In the world of Miaohua, the decisive battle for the throne of the White Emperor in the West began immediately with the call of the Lord Fakong, the master of affairs.

Although the Buddha Wusheng was named Buddha, he was actually just a Buddha who had just attained the Bodhisattva Fruit. However, in the current Lingkong Immortal Realm, there is no existence of Daluo-level monks, and the level of the Golden Immortal is at the highest level and has no way forward. Therefore, naturally, he was respected as a Buddha by his younger disciples.

The Buddha Wusheng is much longer than the life of the Changmei Zhenren, but his seniority is much lower. Because the Changmei Zhenren jumped into the world and became the Golden Immortal, then he made great progress all the way. After a hundred years, he achieved the ultimate level of the Golden Immortal, which shocked the past and present, and had long been the supreme ancestor.

For the first time, facing Changmei Zhenren Ren Shou, Wusheng Buddha, he realized how magnificent and boundless aura this strange immortal, who is kind to the Buddha, has. At that moment, Wusheng Buddha almost had the idea of ​​giving up this battle and giving up directly. Fortunately, he was also a supreme genius, and had an adventure with a Buddha's heart. He was extremely firm. He moved immediately, shattered this idea, stood steadily in front of Changmei Zhenren Ren Shou, and looked at him.

"I am really a famous Wuxu Sage! The cultivation of this Changmei Zhenren Ren Shou has been suppressed at the initial level of the Golden Immortal. It is incredible that he has such a grand aura. It seems that I can't be careless!" With this thought, Wusheng Buddha respectfully and bowed to Changmei Zhenren Ren Shou. He romance to the eleven tribute!

"Wusheng, you are ready!" Ren Shou, the real person of Changmei, did not return the favor, and accepted calmly, and then spoke directly.

"It's ready!" Buddha Wusheng replied immediately.

"Since that's the case, you can take action! You are a junior, and I should want to give it a move!" Ren Shou, the real person of Changmei, said again.

"In this way, I'm not polite!" Buddha Wusheng replied immediately. While speaking, his hands moved together and stood up in his palms. He pushed forward without any rush or slow down.

This seemingly ordinary push, out of thin air. A great mountain appeared. At the beginning, it was only three inches in size. In the blink of an eye, it expanded rapidly and towered into the clouds. It was the unique Buddhist art - Mount Sumeru Palm!

The palm of Mount Sumeru was extremely powerful and shook the sky and the earth. The Changmei Zhenren Ren Shou was shocked at that time.

The Changmei Zhenren Ren Shou was shocked, not because of the power of Mount Sumeru, which was beyond imagination, but because of the real number of this palm for him, it was ordinary and could be broken by raising his hand. Obviously, this was not the true power of Wusheng Buddha, which shows that although Wusheng Buddha was a junior, he was confident that he could compete with him, so he did not really accept his concessions, but instead resolved it in this way.

The Changmei Zhenren Ren Shou gave in, and it was not entirely out of good intentions. Because he also had the idea of ​​putting pressure on Wusheng Buddha. However, in fact, he finally gave Wusheng Buddha a little advantage, and he had a little more good intentions. His kindness, when he was rejected in this way, could not help but reminded him of the situation when he spoke to Zhong Yuan and was rejected. At that time, a little anger ignited in his heart.

"Since you are ungrateful, I'm not polite!"

Ren Shou, the real person of Changmei, snorted coldly in his heart. When that was the case, he did not follow the common sense and simply destroyed Mount Sumeru with one hand and won the reputation of mutual courtesy. Instead, he drew his sword and slashed it with one sword.

The purple sword light, at this moment, covered the fierce sun, and the entire Miaohua world was full of purple brilliance!

"puff--"

With a light sound, Mount Sumeru was broken, and then the sword light rushed towards the Buddha Wusheng.

Wusheng Buddha did not expect that Ren Shou, the real person of Changmei, would be so despicable. He was shocked at that time and knew that his family was a bit pedantic. In a hurry, he manifested the light of Great Nirvana Zen, activated the Amitabha Divine Fist, and went up to him.

“Dang,dang,dang,…”

In a blink of an eye, he could use seven or eight moves. The sword light retreated slightly, and a few white marks appeared on the true body of the Buddha Wusheng.

At this time, the silent headed Buddha dared not be negligent at all. At that time, he shook his body and above his head, a bright light burst out. In the infinite auspicious mist, a three-headed and six-armed Buddha, with a fat and fat golden body sitting cross-legged on the lotus, rising slowly. Among the six arms, each holding magic tools, including a vajra, a wish-fulfilling bead, a Mingwang sword, an inability to sword, a long rainbow rope, and a seven-treasure seal.

In time, with the Buddha's name, six magic weapons moved together and fell towards Changmei Zhenren. For a moment, the auspicious light was like the sea, as if it was about to flood the earth and cover the sky!

In response to this, Ren Shou, the long-browed real person, was silent. The sword light in his hand burst again, and the six sword lights soared into the sky. In an instant, the golden light that came to his body was destroyed. Not only that, he also swept the six magic weapons backwards, soaring into the air and unable to fall.

"Wusheng, since you are given the opportunity, it means that you have absolute confidence. Since that is the case, I, as an elder, will not be polite!"

The Changmei Zhenren stepped on the ground with a clear shout. When that was the time, he threw the long sword in his hand, hung it above his head, and pinched his hands with his hands, "The Sword of the Supreme, Demon-Demon Slash!"

Accompanied by the roar, the flying sword above the head of Changmei Zhenren instantly erupted with billions of sword lights, like a slashing towards Wusheng Buddha.

Zixu Immortal Palace has always claimed that it inherited the Taoist tradition of Taishang Taoist Lord before the ancient times. No one knows whether it is right or wrong. However, the sword of Taishang is indeed true, and it has swept across thousands of square meters and established an invincible reputation!

After endless years, I don’t know how many positive, partial, strange, weird, strange, wonderful, etc., and the powerful sword technique was born, and many peerless sword immortals had long been born. However, the Supreme Sword still firmly occupies the first position of sword technique and has never been shaken.

From this, it can be seen that it is generally!

Wusheng Buddha saw that Ren Shou, the real man of Changmei, directly slashed out the Supreme Sword. He knew that the other party was really good. When that was the case, the original plan was invalid and he began to fight desperately.

With one move of his hand, the Ruyi Pearl immediately returned, hung above his head, and then moved his six arms together, and each made a spell, used the Dharma of Ksitigarbha, and the spiritual light rushed into the Ruyi Pearl.

In an instant, the wish-fulfilling pearl cracked, layer by layer, like a lotus blooming. After it bloomed, a tiny Dharma appearance appeared, which was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

The appearance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared. At that time, golden flowers fell from the sky, golden lotus gushed from the ground, and Brahma sang in waves, just like ten thousand Buddhas heading to the sect. Then, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's tiny appearance rose into the sky and flew towards the high sky.

At this moment, the billions of purple sword lights seemed to have been pulled by some kind of traction, and they all changed their direction and poured towards the Dharma image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The billions of purple sword lights drowned out the appearance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in an instant.

......

"With this Dharma of Ksitigarbha, there must be no problem with this Supreme Demon-controlling Sword!"

"Yes, the Supreme Sword is powerful, but it is not without traces. It has not been long for the time being to reach the top of the Golden Immortal. There are not many Supreme Swords that have been comprehended. We have already given the seven Supreme Swords to deal with, which is almost the same, and should be enough!"

"Yes, the Supreme Sword is extremely difficult. It is extremely difficult to practice. Otherwise, the Zixu Immortal Palace would have long been the dominant immortal world. I think that the Changmei Zhenren may not have even understood the seven swords!"

"It would be great if we knew which swords the Changmei Zhenren learned, and then everything would be foolproof!"

"yes!"

......

The purple sword light and body did not show any sharp edge, but in an instant, it turned into a demon, and ate it hard towards the Dharma image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Billions of purple sword lights instantly evolved into billions of demons, all kinds, no similar, covering the sky and spreading the sky, one after another, and nibbling and swallowing the Dharma of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The atmosphere was like a massive attack from the demon world outside the realm, which was extremely terrifying.

"There is a sword that produces all kinds of magic, but this Supreme Sword has a sword that produces all kinds of magic!"

"So what? All things are born in nature, and all things are restrained by themselves. The Dharma of Ksitigarbha is just right to overcome it!"

......

As everyone spoke, the Dharma image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was swallowed by the demon. Immediately afterwards, these demons were like a river of heaven pouring down, and rushed straight towards the golden body of Wusheng Buddha.

Seeing that, they were about to rush to the body of Wusheng Buddha, a golden light suddenly appeared in the body of the demons, and they shone brightly. In an instant, they turned them into ashes. However, the demons were filled with pain, and each one was extremely happy, as if this was not death, but liberation!

In just a moment, all the demons were turned into ashes by the golden light bursting from their bodies, and there was no one left. There were dazzling golden lights between the world!

"Fortunately, I was not arrogant and took the tips from those seniors. Otherwise, I'm afraid that with such a peerless sword technique, I would be seriously injured and dying if I couldn't take three strikes!"

The Buddha Wusheng has just realized the way of the Golden Immortal. He is far from understanding the peerless sword technique of the Supreme Sword, which can only be understood at the peak of the Golden Immortal. Although he has learned a little about the fact that the Changmei Zhenren is going to participate in the battle for the White Emperor, it is just a superficial one, so he has not paid much attention to it.

Because, in his opinion, the initial level of Golden Immortal is the initial level of Golden Immortal. No matter how much combat power is improved, there is still a bottom line. As long as it is within this bottom line, there is nothing scary.

However, with the help of countless people who are interested, I realized how terrible it was. Therefore, even this best way of dealing with it was a little unconfident and afraid of problems. Therefore, I did not really respond immediately as required, but was ready to go and prepare for the situation.

{Piaotian Literature www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}
Chapter completed!