Looking at the giant fist that fell on his head, a look of horror flashed in the depths of Fan Long's eyes.

He glanced at the breeze and exclaimed in a low voice, "Pangu Sutra...... It is worthy of the supreme Taoism of Qinglian Temple...... Qingfeng, your means, clever, clever, easy, let the Martial King enter the palace!"

Qingfeng smiled and shook his head.

'Into the Void?'

"How deep and scheming does it seem...... Actually, Poor Dao just wants to add a little disgust to you, and I really didn't think about calculating the Martial King!" Qingfeng shook his head helplessly.

Wu Tie's heavy fist fell from the sky, and the void cracked with extremely thin black marks.

Wu Tie's punch was not only the magnificent power that erupted from Pangu's true body, but also his comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and the Dao of 'Fist', which he completely integrated.

A punch is a world.

One punch is disillusionment of life and death.

With one punch, it experienced red dust.

With one punch, the catastrophe was over.

In the face of this heavy punch that fell on the head, Fan Long and the three hundred disciples of the Red Lotus Temple chanted the Buddha's horn at the same time, and then various colors of Buddha light appeared on their bodies.

Red, yellow, blue, white, blue, purple...... Dozens of colors of Buddha light surged, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

The aura on the body of Fan Long and his fellow disciples became extremely strange, some were dignified and solemn like Buddhas, some were noble and sacred like gods, some were majestic and extraordinary like emperors, some were strange and hideous like demons, some were crazy and twisted like evil ghosts, and some were unpredictable like giant demons......

The Buddhism of the Red Lotus Temple is all-encompassing, good and evil, powerful to the extreme, and evil to the extreme.

"My Buddha is eternal, and I will not be destroyed. Fanlong clasped his hands together, and the transparent relic orb in his palm emitted a thousand rays of light, enveloping their group of great monks inside.

The Buddha power of hundreds of people was connected into one, turning into a vajra Sumeru seat with a height of ten thousand feet suspended above them, and Wu Tie's heavy fist fell heavily, and it slammed into this Vajra Sumeru seat burning with various colors of Buddha flames.

With a loud bang, the heavens and the earth shook, and the sea below exploded into a large hole with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles and a depth to the bottom of the sea.

The rock layers at the bottom of the sea melted layer by layer, burned layer by layer, and turned to ashes layer by layer. The pit caved down for thousands of miles, and countless sea fish, sea beasts, shrimp turtles and other aquatic tribes died violently, and the huge waves that spread out in circles around were full of bloody and broken aquatic limbs.

Fan Long looked up to the sky and sighed: "Martial King, you have fallen into the devil...... With this punch of yours, you have killed countless evils, and when you die, you will definitely enter the eighteen-fold infernal purgatory, and suffer from eternal life and eternal life. ”

Wu Tie's huge body shook violently, his right arm twisted and broken, and his nearly 20,000 zhang long arm was broken into more than a dozen, and the skin of half of his body was cracked into huge gaps, and the hot blood was like magma, spraying down from the sky, burning the rock layer at the bottom of the sea into boiling magma.

"Demon? That's what you forced me to do. If you want to talk about killing, you also have a share of this cause and effect!" Wu Tie looked at Fan Long coldly, and shouted: "If you dare to stop me, that is my mortal enemy...... Today, there is no self with you!"

Wu Tie raised his head to the sky and roared, and suddenly high in the air, circles of white air explosions swept away in all directions, and the clouds in the sky were swept away. The blue sky was so clear and clear, as if the sky was tens of thousands of feet lower, as if the sky was next to Wu Tie's scalp.

The void around Wu Tie collapsed, and the immeasurable Heaven and Earth Yuan Energy turned into chaotic dragons, roaring and pouring into his body.

In one breath, it sucked up the Heaven and Earth Yuan Energy within a radius of 100,000 miles, creating a huge Yuan Energy vacuum, triggering a drastic change in the Heaven and Earth, countless lightning bolts crossed the void, and a turbulent air flow could be seen in the extreme distance whistling towards this side.

Wu Tie's body swelled by 3,000 zhang on the basis of 36,000 zhang again.

His upper body is especially weirdly swollen, at least three times as long as his previous chest and arm circumference.

Violent hot air continued to erupt from the pores of Wu Tie's upper body, and the hot air rose, turning into a large wave of qi and rushing straight into the sky, and in the blurry and hazy air waves, all kinds of strange illusions could be seen.

There is the sun and the moon rising, there are vicissitudes of life, there are birds and beasts, there are mountains, rivers and mountains......

At this moment, Wu Tie seemed to have really become the Pangu Sage who created this world when the heavens and the earth first opened. Behind him, three thousand strands of purple qi rushed straight into the void, and eighty-four thousand strands of golden light crisscrossed him.

A suffocating coercion almost condensed into substance, spreading frantically in all directions.

With a long roar, Wu Tie's broken right arm healed rapidly, and all injuries had completely disappeared in an instant. He clenched his fists hard, and the hurricane erupted from between his fingers, shaking the void for a while.

The Vajra Sumeru seat above the heads of Fanlong and the others vibrated violently, constantly emitting a dull roar, and spewing out colorful Buddha light tens of thousands of zhang high.

On the colorful auspicious clouds condensed by Wu Tie's hand, all the disciples of the White Lotus Palace who had been imprisoned and cultivated vomited blood together, except for Bai Wen and Bai Wu, everyone else was shocked and fainted by the chaotic coercion emitted by Wu Tie. The disciples of the White Lotus Palace, who were even more courageous and weak, were shocked by the coercion, and directly fainted - - urine - Qi flowed, which was really embarrassing to the extreme.

"King Wu, the sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back to the shore ......" Fan Long had a sad and compassionate look, he looked at Wu Tie's huge Pangu real body, and said loudly: "Otherwise, don't blame the poor monk for using thunderous means to subdue demons with hot hands!"

Wu Tie laughed wildly: "Hahaha, sure enough, the thieves of Buddhism have always been able to speak well. Frightened, you are also a monk, why are you so far behind the six palace masters, compared to the day by day, month by month?"

Fan Long raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Tie in amazement: "King Wu knows the whereabouts of the other Buddhist disciples...... Well, if King Wu stops and honestly explains the whereabouts of those Buddhist disciples, the poor monk will be the master and save King Wu from his sins, as long as he faces the wall in the small temple for 10,000 years and repents sincerely, that's it. ”

Wu Tie was so angry that the corners of his eyes trembled.

This Fanlong's small mouth and a spiritual tongue are really amazing, and the 'pop papa' beats Wu Tie into a real big demon king, and casts himself into the appearance of a real compassionate Buddha.

Hehe, look at what he said, he actually wants to exempt Wu Tie from his sins, as long as he is imprisoned for 10,000 years!

"This king, I really want to thank you for your great kindness and kindness, and thank you for your mercy!" Wu Tie roared, raised his hands in unison, and then his fists went forward and backward, like the sun and moon falling, and smashed heavily into the Vajra Sumeru seat where the Buddha's light rose.

"My Buddha is eternal, and I will not be destroyed. Fan Long and the great monks chanted in unison.

Their scalps have become transparent at the same time, and through their shiny scalps and skulls, they can be seen in different colors, like brains made of glass. In their brains, like pearls embedded in the flesh of shellfish, relics of different sizes, different colors, and different breaths shine brightly.

'Ding Ding Ding' wonderful sound is endless, less than 123, more than 200, the most such as the dragon, there are 328 egg-sized relics soaring into the air, and at the same time inlaid on the Vajra Sumeru seat.

Wu Tie slammed down with a heavy fist, and sighed sincerely: "It's wonderful, it's amazing that your head is so big, you can hold so many ...... Brain stones!"

Fan Long and the great monks trembled at the same time.

Rao is that they are all Daoist disciples of the Red Lotus Temple, and they are still almost confused by Wu Tie's sentence 'brain stones'.

The 'relics' of Buddhism's great achievements were actually slandered as 'brain stones' by Wu Tie!

If it was in the Sui Dynasty, just by virtue of this sentence, Wu Tie would be attacked by countless believers of the Red Lotus Temple. Countless outer disciples and believers of the Red Lotus Temple will fight with Wu Tie endlessly.

There was a loud bang between heaven and earth, and a huge figure sitting cross-legged quietly appeared on the Vajra Sumeru seat.

This person's face was chaotic, and he saw a 10,000-character Buddha seal flame rolling, slowly rotating on his face. A more powerful and terrifying aura than the coercion emitted by Wu Tie emanated, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly filled with immeasurable light.

Wu Tie's heavy fist slammed into this figure that was also tens of thousands of feet tall, and he heard two loud noises of 'dong dong', and on the colorful auspicious clouds, more than 100 fainting disciples of the White Lotus Palace vomited blood together, and blood continued to come out of the seven orifices.

Qingfeng also frowned unconsciously, and took two steps back.

With a wave of his right hand, his big sleeves rolled up, and a ray of clear light flew out, turning into a flexible light curtain, protecting the disciples of the White Lotus Palace on the colorful auspicious clouds.

Qinglian, Red Lotus, and White Lotus are all the Three Divine Sects of the Sui Dynasty, even if there is a big conflict of interests between them on weekdays, Qingfeng can't sit back and watch these disciples of the White Lotus Palace be shocked to death here.

Wu Tie's heavy fist was burning, and the huge figure sitting on the Vajra Sumeru seat did not move at all, and the colorful Buddha flame stuck to Wu Tie's body, burning his arms and flesh, and the air was filled with a strange fragrance.

The Buddha flame continued to spread to Wu Tie's whole body, and soon completely enveloped Wu Tie's whole body.

The viscous Buddha Flame, which was as thick as melting glass, burned into Wu Tie's seven orifices, making Wu Tie hiss and roared in pain, and all his internal organs were ignited by Buddha Flame, burning so that every pore of his body was spewing out a trace of fire.

"The magic is one foot high, and the Buddha is three feet high...... Let you have a thousand magical powers, all kinds of secret arts...... Warrior King ...... No, Adversary, you can't escape the hands of my Buddha. Fan Long looked at Wu Tie proudly, and scolded loudly: "If you don't kneel down quickly and beg for mercy, isn't it just about to be refined by my Buddhism's supreme demon refining supernatural power?"

Squinting his eyes, Fan Long's voice softened a lot: "For the sake of you being the king of a country after all, you can enjoy the position of the king of people, and I think it is also a blessed and lucky ...... Even if you commit boundless murder, you will be misguided for a while. ”

"If you are willing to worship under my Red Lotus Temple, be nurtured and refined by the supreme Dharma of my Buddhism, and the immeasurable merits of my Red Lotus Temple will eliminate your sins for you...... The poor monk will protect you with a golden body!"

Qingfeng sneered on the side: "Fanlong, do you still want to be shameless?"

Fan Long turned around, looked at Qingfeng and said coldly: "Qingfeng, if you don't accept it, and come to a fight, I Fanlong's temper, you also know, if you can defeat me, I will turn around and leave." ”

Qingfeng pointed at Fan Long: "There is a kind, you and Dao Ye and I are fighting alone!"

Fan Long smiled proudly, and he said coldly: "I, the Red Lotus Temple's Supreme Demon Subduing Vajra Sumeru Array, are these three hundred and sixty-five senior brothers...... If you are alone, we will be 365 people, and if you are 10,000, we will still be 365 people...... Qingfeng, if you are not convinced, the poor monk will give you time and let you call someone!"

Qingfeng was so angry that his mouth was crooked.

To deal with him alone, it is also three hundred and sixty-five people?

Hehe......

Against him 10,000 people, they are still 365 people?

Hehe...... If I believe you, that's hell!

Qingfeng dared to use the ancestral tomb of Fanlong's entire family to pack tickets, if Qingfeng really pulled out 10,000 Qinglianguan disciples to join forces, Fanlong, a thief, would definitely have other sanctimonious statements to completely erase this matter.

The breeze was so angry that his teeth itched.

When it comes to the kung fu of the tongue, Qinglian Guan is really not the opponent of the Red Lotus Temple.

In the Sui Dynasty, only the White Lotus Palace can compete with the Red Lotus Temple in terms of tongue, and the Qinglian Temple is far behind.

Gritting his teeth, the breeze rolled up his sleeves, and he was going to work hard.

At this moment, there was a sudden tsunami-like roar from behind, and a strong aura rushed straight into the void, and countless rough voices came from afar, and in the ears, there was an earth-shattering scolding.

"Which grandson dares to provoke our brother?"

"Kill him!"

"It's the dead bald people...... Lao Tzu saw ......"

"Chop them to death, chop them up!"

"I'm a witch!"

"Fight to the end!"

The anger is surging to the sky, and the blood is rolling. A huge military formation composed of 120,000 and 3 people broke through the air, and the breath of 120,000 and 3 people was all the cultivation of a stable god realm, and their breath was connected as one, and on the huge military array, the evil qi condensed into a huge figure with a height of tens of thousands of zhang.

Zhurong, Gonggong, Kuafu, Xingtian, Xuanming, Houtu......

A statue has been completely disappeared in the long river of time, and only in mythology can there be a surviving ancient god standing expressionlessly in the monstrous aura, staring at Fan Long and others with bright eyes.

Rao is Fan Long and others are strong in cultivation and full of confidence...... In the face of this fierce and infinitely fierce military array, they were still terrified.

120,000 gods realm masters.

Sensing their aura, they all entered the Dao at least with more than ten Great Dao Laws!

120,000 'gods'!

Van Long is going crazy...... 120,000 'gods'!

Is this 'god' so easy to come out?

Cultivating more than ten complete avenues, this is not easy, it is not easy, in the Sui Dynasty, in addition to the three major divine sects, only the Sui Dynasty royal family has the ability to systematically and massively cultivate the 'Heavenly Gods'.

But in this small barbarian country......

Fan Long gritted his teeth, hesitantly looking at the Wu clan men whose eyes were red and murderous as they rushed over.

There are too many people......

However, after all, they were only cultivators of the First Heaven of the God Realm. And it is clear that their breath fluctuates very much, without the slightest taste of precipitation over time...... They are all freshly baked god realms who have just entered the Dao.

Perhaps, can it be a war?

Fan Long had never encountered such a tricky thing, and he was also in a state of confusion for a while.

Qingfeng laughed wildly, and he slapped his chest hard: "Fanlong, the 120,000 brothers of the Taoist Master are here, you come, come, come, come to fight!"

Wu Tie turned his head suddenly, and when he opened his mouth, a ball of flame erupted out.

Enduring the severe pain in his internal organs, Wu Tie roared angrily: "What are you doing here?

Wu Jin waved the big axe and wooden shield, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Because the brothers of Lao Tzu are working hard here...... So, I'm here to fight hard!"

Wu Yin laughed wildly: "Bald people, bully my fourth child...... I've broken you!"

Wu Tong's eyes spurted blood, the muscles behind him squirmed wildly, and six huge fleshy wings spewed blood and grew out violently. Wu Tong turned into a strange form of three pairs of flesh wings on his head, a human body, and a back, and looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Brothers...... Hack them to death!"

There was a loud bang, and the sky and earth were darkened.

Wu Tie didn't have time to stop it, and the huge military array collided heavily with the Vajra Sumeru seat.

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