Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Facing the gate of creation composed of thunderous energy, Li Xiu punched out without hesitation. The thunder was torn apart like a rag, and his fist hit the gate of creation heavily.

The gate of creation trembled violently, and where Li Xiu's fist landed, several cracks appeared, and a large amount of true energy of creation burst out from it, as thick as golden liquid melted from gold and iron, carrying an extremely huge yang energy. force.

The true energy of creation violently impacted on Li Xiu, pushing him several feet away.

"Okay, okay, the gate of creation is really extraordinary."

Li Xiu opened his mouth wide, swallowed the leaked Creation True Qi into his belly, and refined it.

"scold!"

Li Xiu yelled, forming complicated handprints with his hands. Although he didn't have the glazed halo that was transformed into the power of incense and fire, it is not impossible to use the power of the soul to perform the vacuum big handprints.

"Eight Seals in One, Vacuum Mahamudra!"

Boom boom boom!

The powerful power of the soul gathered into an extremely solid palm print with clear palm prints, which bombarded heavily on the gate of creation.

The gate of creation suddenly shattered, and the whole body disintegrated into the true energy of creation. Li Xiu's soul bathed in it, devouring and refining it wantonly.

After devouring everything, Li Xiu played with a piece of flawless jade in his palm with a smile on his face. He didn't take it out from the ring, but visualized it with his thoughts.

The seven-layered thunder catastrophe ghost fairy, the lord of creation, creates creation with one thought, one thought can melt mountains, and one thought can regenerate seas!

Of course, this is not a real transformation from emptiness to reality, and when the power of the soul contained in it is exhausted, it will dissipate between heaven and earth.

It has been rumored that Mengshenji, the suzerain of the Supreme Dao, used the body of ghosts and immortals to survive four consecutive thunder disasters. There are also medieval scholars who do not practice magic but only Taoism. After decades or even a hundred years, suddenly one day, the spirit will come out of the body, fly into the thunder, and spend five or six thunder calamities in succession.

But like Li Xiu, it seems that there has never been a person who crossed the seventh level once he crossed the thunder tribulation.

Li Xiu looked at the circle of the Eightfold Thunder Tribulation for a long time, but finally chose to retreat.

He was able to survive the seven thunder tribulations in one breath, partly because of his accumulation, and a large part because of the past Amitabha Sutras that kept him at his peak state.

After the Seventh Stage Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal has achieved the realm of void creation,

The number of thoughts is always one yuan, which is 129,600 thoughts. Unless all of them are eliminated at once, no matter how many thoughts are consumed, they will be derived one by one.

It is the power of the Creator to start again and everything to be renewed. At this level, the effects of the Amitabha Sutra in the past are no longer so miraculous and special. For the Eightfold Thunder Tribulation, Li Xiu has little advantage over other creators.

As for the different fire, the different fire can restrain the spirit extremely, but it can't restrain the thunder. Even if Li Xiu uses the different fire, he doesn't have much confidence in being able to survive the eight-fold thunder tribulation.

Unlike in the past, if he failed to break through the realm, he could cultivate his spirit and try again in the future. Once he failed to cross the thunder tribulation, he would be seriously injured at the last time, and most of them would even fall directly. He couldn't help being careless.

After Li Xiu's soul returned to his physical body, he was familiar with digesting the gains from crossing the catastrophe, and then flew out of the Dagan region, towards the Huoluo Kingdom in the Western Region.

He subdued the grand prince Yang Yuan and snatched the "Future Unborn Sutra", naturally he wanted to practice with the help of incense and vows, but he didn't have the time and energy to create any sect, and then worked hard to grow it.

If we talk about the largest sect in the world, the Buddhism once headed by the Great Chan Temple is nothing, and the two paths of inanimate vacuum that have just emerged in recent years are nothing. Only the Jingyuan Temple is worthy of this name.

The main god enshrined in the Jingyuan Temple is called "Vitality God", which is the supreme god that is believed by hundreds of countries in the whole western region, led by Huoluo. There are billions of believers, and the power of the gathered incense is like a vast ocean.

Yuan Qi Shen is not a human being, but a natural god, whose strength is comparable to that of a seven-fold thunder cataclysm ghost fairy. His divine power is extremely huge, several times stronger than Meng Shenji, the number one person in the world today, but he is not the opponent of Meng Shenji .

It's because his divine power is huge and not solid, just like a fat pig. Even if his weight is several times heavier than a human, he still cannot avoid being slaughtered.

Gods do not have bodies, but they are also different from human spirits, so it is the power of gods, not the power of spirits.

Yuanqishen has always wanted to cultivate the human form, transform the human soul, and transform the power of the gods into the power of the soul, so that he can surpass Mengshenji in one leap and become the number one person in the world.

Li Xiu intends to replace him and help him "turn into a human form" to accept his billions of followers so that he can practice the Sutra of the Future.

Fire Luo Kingdom, in the desert.

Li Xiu stood on the sand dunes, looking at an army rolling towards this side in the distance.

All the knights were dressed in light leather armor, with large scimitars, bows and arrows on their backs, full of murderous aura, there were more than a thousand of them, all of them were fierce and fierce, and many of them even reached the realm of innate martial artists. The leader is a genuine grand master.

Two days ago, Li Xiu sneaked into the Huoluo Imperial City and captured a so-called twenty-three prince, leaving a note asking for a ransom.

Of course, his purpose is not the ransom, but the temple knights of the Thousand Essence Temple.

Jingyuan Temple is the common state religion of hundreds of countries in the Western Regions. In addition to guarding the temple, the knights of the Jingyuan Temple also have the responsibility to protect the safety of the royal families of all countries.

And those who can be selected as the knights of the Jingyuan Temple have all gone through many tests and are loyal believers of the God of Vitality...

A thousand temple knights stopped under the sand dune where Li Xiu was standing.

The leader of the knights waved his hand, and several knights brought up several full boxes. After opening, they were full of various treasures such as red gold, pearls, and agate.

"You have already brought what you want. Give us the twenty-third prince."

The leader of the temple knights put his hand on the handle of the knife, stared at Li Xiu with sharp eyes, and shouted in a low voice.

Li Xiu had a few smiles on his face, and said lightly: "I have always heard that the temple knights of the Jingyuan Temple are all selected by thousands of people, and they can use the divine power of the vitality god to increase their strength. I don't know if it is true. Fake."

"Come, come, beat me, and I will hand over the twenty-three princes."

The leader of the Temple Knights, with even more murderous intent in his eyes, said coldly: "I don't know how to live or die!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred knights jumped up from their horses, and almost at the same time, a black and white, chaotic brilliance flashed from their bodies, which condensed into two wide chaotic wings, flying towards the sky. .

Each of the knights held a bright machete in their hands, with cloud patterns flowing on it, and layers of blood symbols floating between the cloud patterns, complementing each other, enough to kill ghosts and immortals.

Obviously, this is neither the power of martial arts nor the power of the soul, but the power of the god of vitality...