The First Cause of All Realms

Chapter 751 Eight-faced Buddha

boom!

It roared like a dragon's chant, stirring up heavy air and exploding.

What was even more shocking was the dead silence inside and outside the city.

No matter who it was, hearing this sneer full of contempt, they were extremely shocked.

The disciples of the Liansheng Sect were heart beating like drums, sweating profusely, and were beyond shocked by the boldness of the visitor.

Some people were horrified, while others scolded angrily.

Only the old mother Liansheng, who was scolded severely, stood still on the altar. She slowly raised her eyes and smiled kindly:

"Naughty little guy..."

call!

The visitor stepped like a dragon, stepped on soldiers and fell, accompanied by smoke, dust and sand rising into the sky, attracting everyone's attention.

You can see that the person is wearing a pitch-black martial robe, carrying Fang Tian's painted halberd at the side, and his black hair is flying with the hunting cloak behind him.

Angzang's nine-foot body was as heavy as a mountain, and the extremely thick blood filled the air, suppressing the smoke, dust, and snow that filled the sky.

Anyone who sees him at the first glance will feel a sense of contempt and contempt rushing towards his face, like a big roc spreading its wings, flamboyant and domineering.

"Little Overlord, Qi Daoguang!"

Not to mention Lu Qingting, even Yu Baimei and Zen Master Huandan, who had not been out of the mountain gate for a long time, recognized the visitor.

Also from Linlong Dao, the pride of heaven, Youlong is introverted and strong, Qi Daoguang is domineering and flamboyant, and his reputation is so great that it has become famous all over the world more than ten years ago.

"Qi Dao Guang!"

Among the crowd far away, Jiang Wuyang's eyes lit up, and the aura and will of the person in front of him was very much like Henry Zhang back then.

It's just that it's much more ostentatious.

Unconsciously, he compared it with the Northwest King in his heart...

"Wu Sheng!"

Chu Tianyi's heart trembled slightly, and he already sensed the source of the breath that made his heart skip a beat.

Qi Daoguang, how could he not know?

Both came from aristocratic families, the Chu family he belongs to is only one of the four great families in Qingzhou, while the Qi family is a top wealthy family with a thousand-year heritage.

They are both warriors, and as early as more than ten years ago, they were the contemporary arrogance who fought fiercely against martial saints.

And Qi Daoguang at this moment is already the Supreme Martial Saint!

only…

"He seems to be just a martial artist?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the arrival of Qi Daoguang attracted the attention of many people. Some people marveled at his courage, while others ridiculed him.

"Such arrogance is the way to death!"

Ning Wuqiu's smile was very cold, but his heart was relieved. This junior has already obtained the true inheritance of Henry Zhang, which can be described as a huge threat to him.

But at the moment, he doesn't care anymore.

With this sentence, not only the person, but also the family will be doomed forever!

That old woman is a vengeful person, which can be seen from the various forces present today.

Dachan Temple, Lanke Temple, Hanging Mountain, and the imperial court all have deep hatred against them...

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the domineering figure, there was some commotion in the place where the monks of Lanke Temple were, and Zen Master Guangjue chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

The great Chan Master Huan Dan, who looked like a boy, glanced thoughtfully at the long-browed Yubai eyebrows in the distance.

The latter is also looking down.

The two of them looked at each other, and the robes didn't even move in the wind.

Although a year is short, the two of them are not unprepared, but...

"Everyone please!"

The overhaul suppressed the dust, and Qi Daoguang just waved his hand casually, and stepped into Anyang City, which was regarded as a forbidden area by many experts, under the eyes of everyone.

Boom!

His body was slender, but his footsteps were extremely heavy. Every step he took was like thunder and a giant drum roaring.

And every time he took a step, the aura on his body was like a raging fire pouring oil, continuously rising and churning.

"Ashamed, ashamed!"

Seeing this, Yu Baimei couldn't help but sigh, and then stretched out his hand, taking the Seven Tribulations Sword with its sheath on Lu Qingting's back in his hand.

Also headed towards the city gate.

"Wu Sheng..."

Lu Qingting took a deep breath, with envy and pity in his heart.

With his eyesight, he can naturally see that although Qi Daoguang has become a martial saint, he has not been promoted to the ten capitals. This is abandoning the road of longevity...

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Huandan got up almost at the same time, and all the monks were fearful, and they all clasped their hands at this moment, and followed closely behind.

Those who can receive invitations from Lian Shengjiao and dare to come here are mostly masters in the world, and most of them come from major forces.

Therefore, they had no choice but to accept the invitation and come.

Before, I was photographed in the city with the terrifying aura of gods and Buddhas, and I was dazed for a moment, but now I saw someone leaving, and there were many entourages.

Ning Wuqiu, Wu Longsheng, Cheng Yiyuan and other world-renowned martial arts masters also stood up one after another.

Jiang Wuyang frowned slightly.

He didn't receive the invitation, he just came here in a hurry when he heard that Yang Jue's family had been taken into captivity, and came here at the invitation of Yu Baimei.

But at this moment, he finally understood why Yang Jue wanted to break through right away when he was clearly only a few cents away from his savings...

only…

"Is he here now?"

Glancing around from the corner of the eye, Jiang Wuyang thought about it, and after a while, he got up and walked towards the city gate.

He was afraid of that old monster, but it was only fear.

If he lived for a long time, his strength would be strong, and he would not have been defeated by Henry Zhang back then...

Hoo hoo!

An invisible gale came from Dingyang City.

On a long street, Qi Daoguang walked eighteen steps, and his aura, on the original basis, churned eighteen times.

When he stopped in front of the square, his will was so strong that it turned into substance, and the Liansheng believers in the whole square were so excited that they couldn't rest.

hum!

In a trance, ripples appeared in the hearts of the people who followed him.

Jiang Wuyang's face trembled even more!

Faintly, after that fiery will, he saw a familiar but unfamiliar armored god!

Red horse, black armor, and blazing cloak!

Except that Fang Tian's painted halberd is not right, that will is like the resurrection of Zhang Xuanba in his prime!

"He actually used Henry Zhang as the 'reflection' of his body!"

Yubai's eyebrows trembled slightly:

"No wonder his will is so strong, this is really the way to take over Henry Zhang..."

Not going out of the mountain gate for a hundred years does not mean that he knows nothing about the outside world.

In fact, many years ago, he had met the King Zhao of the Western Mansion behind Xuankong Mountain, and it was after that day that Xuankong Mountain was willing to follow the imperial court's lead.

How could he not know the tyranny of that man.

But he was also surprised by Qi Daoguang's courage.

The metamorphosis "reflection object" who has been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint mostly takes himself as the core and combines all kinds of strengths, this person actually does the opposite!

This is, serve yourself better than yourself!

"Like, it's so similar! For a moment, the old man thought Henry Zhang was resurrected, no wonder, no wonder..."

On the altar, Liansheng's old mother still smiled kindly, and her aura was not at all dangerous. She looked at Qi Daoguang, smiled, and shook her head:

"Unfortunately, if you learn from him, you won't live long!"

Her voice was still flat, but in the senses of the crowd, it was extremely magnificent, like the wings of a sea of ​​clouds, making everyone's hearts sway.

"Are you still alive?"

Qi Daoguang sneered coldly, Fang Tian's painted halberd on his shoulders slowly drooped down, and all the will of his body flowed into the painted halberd.

For today, he has accumulated momentum for eleven months, and at this moment, his will has reached the point where there is no way to increase it.

However, his painting halberd was clanging, but it was delayed.

The old monster in front of him had a vague and ethereal aura, and his body seemed illusory, which made it impossible for him to lock on to it, let alone determine whether the body in front of him was an avatar or a deity.

"To be alive is to be alive, so what counts?"

On the altar, Lian Sheng's old mother still smiled. She looked around and looked everywhere. Whether it was outside the city or inside the city, everyone's heart was cold:

"One year is not short, but only so few people have come here? It seems that there are not many people in the world who remember grandma..."

call!

A cold current descended in an instant, and the killing intent was so intense that it pervaded the entire city.

"Blessed Boundless Heavenly Venerable!"

Yu Baimei took a step forward at the right time, the invisible air force pressed Qi Daoguang like a palm, and the Seven Tribulations Sword was nearly half out of its sheath.

He lowered his eyebrows and his eyes were pleasing to the eye, and his voice was like the sharpest sword in the world:

"Old guy, don't be too arrogant! So what if you live for three thousand years? Even if you live ten thousand years, you won't be able to break through the threshold of Jiuyao!"

The horror of Liansheng's old mother is known to everyone present, but they understand better that before the sky changes, no one can break through the gate of Jiuyao.

No matter how deep his accumulation is, it is the same.

Therefore, to kill him before the change of heaven, there is a tacit understanding between several people without negotiating.

"The little Taoist is bold!"

On the altar, Lian Sheng's old mother lowered her eyes and smiled lightly:

"The ancestor of the Yi family didn't dare to face the old man..."

"Drink, pee!"

Suddenly, at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a childish voice suddenly interrupted everyone.

Immediately, an extremely rich fragrance spread from the altar.

"This is?!"

The old monk Guangjue's heart skipped a beat, and immediately he was dumbfounded.

"you…"

More than him?

Zen Master Huandan, Yu Baimei, and even the masters of the rivers and lakes who were far away behind them all jumped up and down.

Everyone's eyes froze for a moment.

In the wind and snow, the doll who was being held by the old woman suddenly let out a "hey ha" and urinated a long line on her red face.

And that old woman opened her mouth...

Drank them all!

Who would have thought that an old monster who has lived for three thousand years would actually...

The impact of this scene was so great that even Yu Baimei and the others felt momentarily sluggish.

Boom!

Only Qi Daoguang keenly caught this flashing fighter, he stepped forward with one step, and leaped for several miles like a dragon.

The painting halberd held upside down tore apart the snowstorm and the altars in front of him in an instant.

Bursting with a heavy aura, like a long rainbow in the sun, he slashed at the old woman on the altar!

"Amitabha!"

In less than a moment, the old monk Guangjue moved accordingly, and a heavenly dragon chant shook the whole city, and a jet-black sword pierced out from under the wide sleeve robe.

Bodhidharma strikes!

And the one who was faster than the two of them was the great Chan Master Huandan who looked like a boy!

The distance of more than ten miles seemed to be non-existent under his feet, and with just one step, he was already in front of the altar.

The sound of the dragon and elephant burst out from between his mouth and nose, and the golden palm had already slapped down!

It is the special skill of Lanke Temple created by himself, which ranks at the top of the list of magical skills, the Mahamudra of Subduing Demons!

"call!"

The three of them fought one after another, Yu Baimei would not back off, and he was not even a bit afraid as he was dying.

But the moment he made a move, he turned around, and the unsheathed Seven Tribulations Sword flew across the sky, and slashed towards Lu Qingting's back:

"evil creature!"

"Old miscellaneous hair is on the alert!"

Ripples appeared in the void, Ning Wuqiu's body was like lightning, and he moved eighteen times in an instant, avoiding the half sword:

"Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

"Ning Wuqiu!"

Yubai's long eyebrows stood upright, and he was about to draw his sword, but when he heard a loud noise behind him, he turned around suddenly, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.

It took less than a split second for him to turn around and turn around again.

On the huge square, there were more than ten thousand people, but they disappeared without a trace!

Including Qi Daoguang, Huandan, and Guangjue, the three martial saints!

"This is?!"

Yu Baimei's pupils contracted violently, and even burst out without thinking.

The sword is unsheathed.

Zheng!

A sword cry cut through the sky, piercing the wind and snow with extreme sharpness, piercing the sky like the first ray of dawn.

Cut to the old woman who was still motionless on the altar.

Without any carelessness, the move is the Seven Tribulations Sword, which can tell the difference between yin and yang!

As the second Martial Saint in the millennium of Xuankong Mountain, Yu Baimei's talent is extraordinary. Even Liansheng's old mother couldn't help admiring this sword with 300 years of practice.

"The sloppy Zhang back then was nothing more than that, but it's a pity..."

She smiles and raises her hand.

hum!

It was just such a small movement of raising his palm, but Yu Baimei's mind seemed to hit the Juyue sacred mountain, and at the same time as the pain was severe, his eyes turned black.

He raised his head suddenly, and above the sword light, he saw the hazy white mist, and there seemed to be a giant Buddha bigger than the city looming in it.

And where he is right now is in the palm of the Buddha!

At the same time, he finally saw several other people. They were no different from him, and they were all supported by giant palms.

"This is Taoism?!"

The moment Yu Baimei raised his eyebrows, everyone including Lu Qingting couldn't help but look shocked.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, several people who jumped up, including Yu Baimei, all disappeared into the void!

It's like, when a stone falls into a deep pool, it splashes with little ripples, but there are only little ripples.

"Taoism, Eight-faced Buddha!"

Almost at the same time that Yu Baimei disappeared, Jiang Wuyang, Wu Longsheng, Cheng Yiyuan and others had already reacted.

It's not that they didn't expect that the old hag would set up a battle formation or practice Taoism in advance. When this time came ~www.novelmt.com~ they all had their own ways to deal with it.

However, this 'eight-faced Buddha' was beyond their imagination.

This dao technique was cast, but it didn't arouse the fluctuations of the surrounding spirit energy? !

"It's incense!"

As soon as he thought about it, Jiang Wuyang let out a long cry:

"Everyone, there is no way to retreat, let's work together to break his Taoism!"

Amidst the howling sound, he advanced instead of retreating, brazenly killing into the surging white mist, Wu Longsheng and Cheng Yiyuan looked at each other, and also killed into the white mist.

call!

The mist was like water, pouring down, drowning everything.

In just a few moments before and after, the seven martial sages were already submerged in the white mist, and on the altar, Lian Sheng's old mother was still smiling, and she didn't even move an inch.

Seeing this scene, all the people who entered the city felt cold all over their bodies.

Good night everyone... Gouzi has been in poor condition for the whole month. This week he worked hard to adjust, did not stay up late after exercising, and his spirit is still very sluggish, and his condition is very bad. Next month, Gouzi will work hard to update, sorry...

(end of this chapter)