I Have a Luck Altar

The phantom of the bodhisattva is thousands of feet high, exuding an extremely terrifying power. The powerful pressure can make people's faces change when they hear it, and the surrounding void is distorted and deformed under such pressure.

"boom!"

When the giant palm fell, the situation changed, and the vitality of the surrounding world was emptied in an instant, which made the phantom's coercion even stronger. Before it fell, a huge palm print with five distinct fingers appeared on the ground.

Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was often deflated in front of Ye Xiangnan, seemed to have regained his confidence in Chen Yuan. His golden body was broken and he lost to Ye Xiangnan, not because he was weak, but because Ye Xiangnan was too strong!

He is better than him in every aspect, and he can't beat him at all!

But Chen Yuan is different. Although he is also very powerful, he can be regarded as the best among the immortals in the Central Plains, and he has a party force with hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

But in the end it was still weak.

It's nothing else, but he hasn't comprehended the rules yet.

This is his confidence that he can stop, even surpass Chen Yuan's confidence.

In the golden light permeating the giant palm, traces of invisible regular power filled it, directly solidifying the phantom giant palm, which is a higher level of power than the vitality of heaven and earth.

Those who can understand the rules can become half immortals!

In other words, the top three in the Tianbang have almost transcended the scope of the five realms, enough to use the power of a part of the immortal, and to ordinary people, it is like a natural moat.

But... that's only for ordinary people.

When one's own strength reaches its true peak, it is enough to make up for these gaps.

Chen Yuan just possessed such strength, that's why he was able to resist Xiang Qianqiu's rule power in the past.

His physical body is stronger than that of the demon saints of the demon clan, and he has reached the point of being almost perfect. His five internal organs have been condensed to the extreme, and they are self-contained.

His primordial spirit is a ten-inch primordial spirit that has never been seen before, and there may be no one to come in the future. He has gone through nine thunder calamities.

In addition to being a little worse in the rules, he has almost no shortcomings.

This is where Chen Yuan's confidence lies.

Therefore, when Manjushri Bodhisattva's phantom was suppressed by the giant palm formed based on the rules and supplemented by vitality, there was no panic in his heart.

Yes, just silent.

With a calm expression and calm eyes, he raised his head and stared at the giant palm falling in the void, and he could even sense the pressure of rules constantly escaping from the depths of the golden light.

He raised his right hand and made a fist suddenly.

In an instant, the viscera roared, colorful streamers shone like war drums, and the rumbling energy and blood flowed like a great river bursting its embankment, and tens of thousands of horses galloping.

Behind him, a huge figure that is not inferior to the phantom of a bodhisattva suddenly appeared. That figure is more than a thousand feet high, like a mountain with no end in sight.

Although the face is blurred, the momentum around him is extremely strong.

"Condensation!"

Accompanied by Chen Yuan's low shout, complex knots formed in his hands, and the endless vitality of heaven and earth quickly turned into a vortex, covering the figure of thousands of feet.

The momentum is rising again and again!

"break!"

Chen Yuan's eyes froze, he turned his palm into a fist, and slowly stretched it out. The thousand-foot phantom also moved accordingly, stretched out a huge divine fist, and made contact with the falling golden giant palm.

First there was silence, and there was silence for a few breaths.

Suddenly, a violent roar burst out suddenly.

"boom!"

The huge aftermath collapsed in all directions, swept across the world, and the dark clouds collapsed.

The next moment, the two phantoms were all shattered.

Chen Yuan snorted and backed up more than ten feet.

Manjusri, on the other hand, retreated tens of feet away, his face turned red, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a bright red, and his eyes were full of shock, which seemed a little unbelievable.

In the face-to-face confrontation with him, Chen Yuan repelled him!

Even though he suffered serious injuries in the confrontation with Ye Xiangnan before, it was enough to deal with the Yangshen Zhenjun who did not understand the rules.

Unexpectedly, the other party possessed such a powerful force.

Not only did he not lose to him, but he was even stronger than him.

"Amitabha"

Before Manjusri Bodhisattva's Buddha name was spoken, Chen Yuan on the other side directly interrupted it, like a shell fired from the chamber, directly hitting it.

The sword light traverses the world!

"boom!"

There was a short roar, and the positions of the two sides were switched.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

When it comes to fierceness, the battle between Xiang Qianqiu and Ye Xiangnan is the most terrifying and exciting battle between immortals.

The billowing energy of heaven and earth turned into various mythical beasts, and boundless dark clouds swept across the sky and earth, outlining a magnificent picture full of strange beauty.

The murderous aura of the God-killing Spear was shocking, penetrating the void, setting Xiang Qianqiu off like a demon god, venting his power on Ye Xiangnan's body to his heart's content.

The other party took out the most treasured God-killing Spear. Although Ye Xiangnan did not have such a level of immortal weapons, he still had some background in Wudi City. He took out a three-pointed and two-edged immortal sword.

This was Lu Chengfeng's weapon, but it was passed on to him. Although it is not as good as the God Killing Spear, it is definitely comparable to the Sky Mirror, Star Map, and Immortal Killing Sword.

The two sides even had a physical collision at a certain moment, the fairy soldiers clashed, and the rules were contained in it, it seemed that they were just like those warriors in the lower three realms using moves.

But in fact, the moves are completely natural, each move is like an antelope hanging horns, and the sky is unconstrained. Every knife, every spear seems to be able to penetrate the void.

In almost one breath, they will confront each other dozens of times.

But with the passage of time, Ye Xiangnan still couldn't resist in front of Xiang Qianqiu, no matter in terms of strength or level of immortal soldier, he was slightly inferior.

It is rare to be able to encourage and confront him for half a quarter of an hour.

After all, the later the powerhouse reaches the later stage, the bigger the gap will be. Sometimes, just a small gap is no less than an insurmountable moat.

"You are still far behind!"

Xiang Qianqiu's eyes were fixed, his pupils intertwined and merged, and a deep double-pupil divine light erupted instantly. Ye Xiangnan was horrified, and quickly condensed a huge shield of nothingness around his body.

But the shield still didn't block the spear after all, it was penetrated directly, and the divine light also passed directly through his chest, leaving a hole the size of a fist.

Ye Xiangnan glanced down, his face was a bit ugly, although the physical body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the divine light left behind an indelible trouble.

Constantly eroding towards his blood.

"war!"

Ye Xiangnan snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, and his fighting spirit rose even more. He glanced at Chen Yuan in the distance, and said via voice transmission:

"Ye can last at most half a quarter of an hour."

He is here to help, not to fight for his life. He has already seen Xiang Qianqiu's strength. He is indeed a level stronger than him, and he is an irresistible opponent.

For half a quarter of an hour, he was already in the state of trying his best, and if he continued to fight, he might even fall into the hands of Xiang Qianqiu.

Therefore, he only gave Chen Yuan half a quarter of an hour.

After a quarter of an hour, he will leave the battlefield.

And what Chen Yuan replied to him was only one short word:

"good!"

The confrontation was still going on, and the fighting became more intense, completely entering a white-hot state, and several real people in the realm of primordial spirits fell on the spot.

There are deep pits left on the ground.

Finally, in the fierce confrontation, the first Yangshen Zhenjun who fell appeared, the aged Yangshen from Taixu Palace, who stopped Puxian Bodhisattva together with the giant turtle from Biyou Palace.

It's just that Puxian Bodhisattva's strength is indeed extraordinary, and with an immortal weapon in his hand, his strength soared directly, forcing him to burn his soul and blood to resist.

After a fierce confrontation, he finally couldn't hold on any longer. The Yang God had been burned out. He glanced at Taoist Tianxu, breathed out a turbid breath, slowly closed his eyes, and sat down in the void.

His mission has been completed, and he can be regarded as a well-deserved death if he can contribute one last time to the sect at the end of his life. The rest depends on what Tianxu does.

"Congratulations to my uncle!"

Tian Xu took a deep breath, and slapped his head in the direction where the old Yang God fell.

"Amitabha."

Puxian Bodhisattva folded his hands together, and with a wave of his hand, he protected his body and sent it to the ground. Then, his power increased sharply, and bright golden rays of light blasted the giant turtle.

"Roar!"

The giant turtle roared angrily, and there was a huge earthquake in the void. Under the strong pressure of Puxian Bodhisattva, he chose to retract his head and use his tortoise shell to defend against Puxian's attack.

Although the old Yang God of Taixu Palace has fallen, the balance has not been broken in a short period of time. Although the strength of the giant turtle is not as good as that of Samantabhadra, its defense is excellent.

At least for a short time enough to resist.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The giant ape incarnated by Jishi Bodhisattva roared in the sky. At this moment, he was also under tremendous pressure. Lingxu Zhenjun, who was holding an immortal weapon, was extremely fierce, even more terrifying than before.

Directly using sharp sword energy to shatter Jishi Bodhisattva's arm, broke his blood body protection, and put him at a disadvantage. He is very clear about the current situation.

This is no less than the previous battle at Zhennanguan. If you win, half of the Central Plains will be returned to Yan. If you lose, Shushan, which has lost its heritage, will find it difficult to stand up again in the future.

Therefore, he has no other choice but to work hard!

At the same time, Chen Huaiyi's condition was also very poor. With his left arm broken and severely injured, it was even more difficult for him to resist the methods of the Lord of the Seven Kills. If it was not for Zhao Danqing's timely assistance, he would have died in the hands of the Lord of the Seven Kills.

His opponent was replaced by Lu Guangsheng, who was also severely injured, and the master of Seven Kills had a battle with Zhao Danqing, the head teacher of the immortal sect.

All have immortal soldiers to help out, and all have the strength of the top ten in the heaven list.

A confrontation can be described as extremely exciting.

Nine days above the sky.

The confrontation between Mo Luo and the immortals of the Seven Killing Palace fell into a strange state. Mo Luo turned into eight arms, Buddha and demon in one body, and his aura was extraordinary.

The Immortal of the Seven Killing Hall was dry and dead, with sunken skin, deep-set eyes, and a faint bloody glow.

The area with a radius of ten thousand zhang has turned into a battlefield for immortals to fight for the front.

Terrifying rule power filled it, and every tiny confrontation could distort or even shatter the void, as if both sides were cross-legged, without any other movements.

But the more regular the confrontation, the more thrilling it is.

Sometimes, victory and defeat will be separated in one thought.

And the reason why the two sides choose this kind of confrontation is also because neither side has the idea of ​​desperately trying to turn the confrontation into a controllable range, and it is enough to decide the winner.

In addition, the strength of the two of them is also at the same level, and the difference will not be too big.

Desperate is very irrational.

The immortals of the Seven Killing Palace cherished their lives very much, otherwise they would not have slept for so long and saved their lives with the source of God, while Mo Luo was still injured and unwilling to fight.

It is enough to stop this immortal from entering the battlefield below.

But at this time, more than a thousand miles away, there is still a subtle confrontation going on.

This is in the cave opened by Lu Chengfeng. He and the Buddha are sitting opposite each other. The Buddha holds the white chess, and Lu Chengfeng holds the black chess, turning the battlefield of confrontation into a chessboard.

But one must not underestimate this kind of chessboard, which is a chessboard condensed by the power of rules. Whether it is the Buddha or Lu Chengfeng, they are fighting against the rules.

"boom!"

Lu Chengfeng smiled lightly, the power of the rules turned into a black chess piece, and he clicked on an extremely critical position, directly causing the Buddha's situation to take a turn for the worse.

The Buddha looked at the chessboard, frowned slightly, and was a little pensive.

Lu Chengfeng, on the other hand, was self-absorbed, quietly waiting for the Buddha to play chess.

"The benefactor of Xiaoyaozi."

Buddha raised his head and looked at Lu Chengfeng.

"What did the Buddha teach?"

"If you don't know the benefactor, how can you know how to practice the way of immortals?"

"Heavenly Immortal. I have only heard about it. I have never seen such an existence. Perhaps the Chu Taizu who was a thousand years ago may have reached this level."

Lu Chengfeng shook his head.

"It seems that the benefactor knows very little."

"Hehe, after all, he has lived overseas for a long time, and has not heard of world affairs for hundreds of years."

"The poor monk knows a little bit. I wonder if the benefactor is willing to listen?"

"please."

"The world is divided into heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are also divided into mortal fairylands. The fairyland is the limit of our world. There is no strong man who can preach, and it is difficult to peek."

"Fairyland."

"That's right, the poor monk heard about it"

"boom!"

It was another extreme collision, and Puxian Bodhisattva was pushed back more than a hundred feet by Chen Yuan again, and the aura on his body declined more and more.

With Chen Yuan's full strength, Manjushri was seriously injured. He was silently reciting the time given by Ye Xiangnan, trying to solve Manjushri within half a quarter of an hour, swallowing his luck.

Although Manjusri tried his best to resist, he was still a step behind, and he couldn't even fight back.

"Chen benefactor, the poor monk is willing to bow down, stop."

Manjushri let out a long breath and lowered his head.

If the fight continues, he will not be far from falling.

"Since the Bodhisattva came from the west, Mr. Chen will send you back to the west."

Chen Yuan looked at him indifferently.

"Chen Benefactor really wants to live forever with my Buddhist sect?"

Manjusri frowned.

"Buddhism is inherently filthy, so what if you don't die?"

"Buddha is furious, may Master Chen block it?"

"Isn't it blocked now?"

"Aggression is not the way of a king!"

Chen Yuan chuckled lightly, stopped arguing meaninglessly with him, looked at the other party and said calmly: "Chen has practiced a knife for a long time, please taste it from the Bodhisattva!"

"What knife?"

"This knife, let's call it the Buddha Extermination!"

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