On the sea, Mu Yang stepped on a reef, his eyes were calm and distant, and the nine blood dragons behind him were hovering and slowly closing in his body.

For this result, there is no sorrow or joy, as calm as ever.

He stared at Hong Zun Hong Yuanzun in the distance, ignoring everyone's shocked gaze, and slowly stepped into the sea.

"This ......," the dragon general's old face twitched slightly, took a deep breath of cold air, and sighed, "The rising star is only seventeen years old, so it's no wonder that he is so arrogant. ”

Beidi turned his head and looked at Mu Yang, although he was peerless and had the title of the first great master of China, but at this moment, he had a touch of solemnity and gratification for the young man who walked on the sea.

"Huaxia has this son, and the future should be worry-free!"

"Shepherd, it's really a hero out of a boy!" Ming Shi smiled as always.

Ming Dian beside him, the abbot of Putuo Temple, chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, if this donor is not arrogant, it should be the blessing of China." In the words, there is a little regret, but also infinite longing.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, a chuckle sounded, and Hong Zun Hong Yuanzun, who had never made a sound from the beginning, actually laughed.

He was at the foot of the mountain, stepping on the deck of the steamer, looking at Muyang, and no one could see what he was thinking.

"Where I want to go, even the sky will not dare to stop me!"

Hong Zun Hong Yuanzun chuckled, and his voice came out slowly.

"That's really arrogant!"

Arrogant?

Mu Yang did not deny it, he had cultivated for thousands of years in his previous life, at least thousands of years, and was called arrogant by the powerhouses of the immortal world.

He stood on the surface of the sea, the chaotic barren meridian turned wildly in his body, devouring the barren aura around him to make up for the void in the spiritual sea.

In the whistling sea breeze, Hong Yuanzun's laughter still seemed to be filled.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, the sound of the Buddha rose one after another, in the sea and the dark night, the dazzling Buddha light lit up, the Buddha power filled the entire sea area, a god and the Dharma stood in front of the towering mountains, in the vast Buddha power, a towering Buddha rose into the clouds.

"Donor, the bitter sea is endless, and the enemy is as deep as the sea, and in the end it is just nothingness, if you put down the butcher's knife, why bother to kill again?"

The voice of the Great Heavenly Venerable was loud, and the voice of persuasion was everywhere.

Hong Yuanzun sneered every year, "Hahaha, the old monk of Putuo Temple, this hatred, let go or not, it's not your turn to say." But if everything is empty, why are you here?"

Hong Yuanzun's laughter rumbled, arrogance was revealed, and the suspended mountain seemed to resound with an endless roar.

"Alas!" Ming Shi sighed, "so, the donor is offended." ”

When the words fell, Ming Shi's eyes suddenly widened like the size of a copper bell, like two reincarnation lamps, brilliant and wanton, accompanied by a jump in his body, and he stepped into the heart of the Buddha's eyebrows.

Gathering the power of the eighteen monks of Putuo Temple, coupled with the power of this great celestial venerable, a Buddha palm like a mountain, suddenly fell to the top of the mountain, as if it was a divine palm.

Rumble!

The endless energy continued to swing around, and when the wind and clouds were rising, a crack actually appeared on the mountain.

The majestic mountain that they had joined forces and had never broken was now cracked.

Beidi Su Xingchen's face showed joy, and he took advantage of the situation, gathering the general trend of the Big Dipper between his hands, and a Big Dipper Seven Star Map appeared behind him, from which the Seven Star Beidou flew out, and suppressed it through the cracks in the mountains.

The entire mountain collapsed in an instant at this moment, and the sea water within ten zhang of the cruise ship rose into the sky, forming a curtain of water, blocking everything that was coming down.

In this water curtain, Hong Yuanzun smiled lightly.

"Get out!"

He waved his sleeves, and suddenly, the pure qi that was like a stormy wave blasted out with a force that almost suppressed the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, the mountains shattered into nothingness and spread out to all sides, and at the same time, the power of this sleeve came out at the same time.

The originally golden Buddha palm burst inch by inch at this moment, turning into countless Buddha power and scattering in all directions, and then, the entire incarnation of the Vajra Buddha statue seemed to be unable to withstand such a terrifying power, and began to shatter inch by inch.

Ming Shi's figure flew out quickly, retreating on the surface of the sea, retreating more than a dozen steps one after another, and the sea water under each step was stepped out of a huge wave, and the endless terrifying waves burst out, rushing towards the cliff below, like a tsunami erupting.

"Senior brother!"

Mingkong slapped his hands and landed behind Ming Shi, feeling the vast power between his hands, his complexion changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but scream, and his feet shook suddenly, which caught Ming Shi.

As for the monks of the innate grandmaster of Naputuo Temple, at the moment when the Buddha was shattered, they all flew out upside down in a violent shock, their faces were pale, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

Their faces were neither sad nor joyful, but their breath was so weak that some of the monks even had half their knees under their feet in the sea.

However, this sleeve power still did not stop, but faced Su Xingchen's seven-star Beidou diagram.

The **-like Big Dipper, thousands of meteors, but when they met the terrifying waves on the sky, they were completely annihilated and silently dissipated in the night.

"How so?"

Su Xingchen's face was shocked, and he looked at Hong Yuanzun who was standing still on the steamer in disbelief.

With the power of one sleeve, it is so terrifying?

Is this still the power of the Great Grandmaster? Even if it is an earth immortal, it is nothing more than this, right?

His heart was shocked, not only that, but even the dragon general's gaze became extremely solemn, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped out.

The terrifying power in the void was still like a broken bamboo after shattering the Vajra Buddha and the Seven Star Beidou, and continued to rush towards the cliff, and the entire sea seemed to be pressed down by a mountain, and it was directly shaken into a huge wave.

"Broken!"

The dragon general's old body jumped into the air, he faced the great power that destroyed the withering and decaying, took a deep breath, and suddenly, there seemed to be no strong wind around him.

Rumble!

A palm blasted out, like smashing the Yellow Dragon, no trace of pure qi was emitted, only this palm of mortal flesh was hard to shake together with the vast and incomparable power.

It was as if two mountains collided, and the surrounding heaven and earth were trembling, and the space was shattered, like a thunderbolt blooming at this moment, and even some great grandmasters' ears were shocked and deaf.

When the wind was calm, the dragon would slowly fall from mid-air, he withdrew his palm and looked at Hong Yuanzun with a solemn gaze.

"Hong Yuanzun, eighty years have passed since the enmity of the past, do you have to divide life and death?" The dragon general's voice was calm and heavy, "When the blood sea is finally there, the death of the girl in the past is also my fault, why should the entire Huaxia martial arts world be implicated?"

"If you want to take revenge, you can die alone to pay off your blood debt! Don't put the entire Huaxia martial arts world to death!"

Su Xingchen's face behind him became quite ugly at this moment, his gaze fell on the palm of the dragon general's hand that trembled slightly, and there was even a wisp of blood dripping from his fingertips, and his heart was extremely heavy.

In the world, is there really such an invincible powerhouse under the immortals?

The dragon general is strong, Su Xingchen is ashamed of himself, but this Hong Zun Hong Yuanzun actually shattered the appearance of the monks of Kaiputuo Temple with one sleeve, and broke his own seven-star Beidou diagram, the aftermath even made the dragon general hurt?

Such strength is already difficult to describe in words.

He seemed to understand, why Hong Zun Hong Yuanzun was so indifferent, his strength was so great, how could he not be so indifferent?

Hong Yuanzun's eyes became a little gloomy at this moment, and his breathing seemed to be a little stagnant.

"Do you really want to die?"

At this moment, Hong Yuanzun unabashedly revealed a murderous intent.

Eighty years ago, the death of his beloved was the grief of his life, and now he was mentioned by the dragon general, just like a recurrence of an injury, which made Hong Yuanzun, who had always been as calm as Mount Tai, have a pure qi in his body, and the deck of the ship seems to have begun to twist and deform at this moment.

"Dragon General!" Su Xingchen's expression changed.

Ming Shi and Ming Kong became extremely dignified, and there was a Buddha statue behind them, looking solemnly, for fear that Hong Yuanzun would rise up and attack him.

"If death can appease your blood feud, then the old man is willing to wait for death!"

The dragon general's voice was calm, and his eyes were even calmer.

Heaven and earth seemed to have stopped at this moment, and everyone did not dare to make a sound, even the soybeans on the cliff had stopped one after another at this moment, and there was only the sound of the whistling wind and waves and the crashing of the shore in their ears.

Hong Yuanzun suddenly smiled and said with relief: "What can you do if you want to die......? It's gone!"

There seemed to be a touch of floral dress in front of him, and the unforgettable face of the eighty plants, and the murderous aura around him quietly dissipated.

Su Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief slightly, but the dragon general's expression became slightly bitter.

"Then since you know, it is the fall of Huaxia Martial Dao, and the girl will not come back!"

The dragon general said in a deep voice, "Why are you so troubled?"

......

The ever-changing situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for Huaxia, if at the beginning they could still rely on their full strength to fight against these overseas powerhouses, there would be a situation of overtaking, but now, under siege, the consumption of pure qi in the body is even more unimaginable! Even the inner refining heaven and earth cannot make up for this terrifying consumption.

It seems that many great masters and powerhouses in China have reached the verge of defeat.

Nearly two hundred Huaxia congenital deaths, Tai'a Sword wiped out Atai's death, Xue Tianyang and He Miao retreated with heavy injuries, and the entire Huaxia martial arts world almost suffered the greatest trauma since facing the invaders of the Eight Nations more than a hundred years ago.

"Huaxia Martial Dao?" Hong Yuanzun suddenly teased, with undisguised mockery in his eyes, and said sarcastically: "But Huaxia Martial Dao, do you think I will care?"

The dragon will change color, "And what do you want?"

Hong Yuanzun smiled, did not respond, he took a step, and under the restrained breath, he actually walked in the air.

His eyes fell on the two vajra statues in front of Ming Shi and Ming Kong, and he smiled lightly.

Suddenly, his figure vanished, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared on one of the King Kongs.

A finger on the top of the King Kong's head, slightly forced.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the Buddha collapsed, as if being pressed by Mount Tai, Mingkong instantly coughed up blood, the whole person was hit hard, and looked at the almost invincible figure on the sky in disbelief.

"This is the Mahayana Buddhism of Putuo Temple?

A voice with regret came slowly, Hong Yuanzun's eyes were like stars, quietly looking at the land of China that he had not set foot in for eighty years, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A homeland that I haven't set foot in 80 years!

and eighty years of the loss of a loved one!