The old man with white hair and white beard, wearing a Taoist robe covering the sky and the earth, carrying Tianwei, came hunting, his eyes were full of white light: "Ye Qingshu, you have lived too long, are you tired of living!" ”

Feeling the incomparable heavenly might, the holy power that caused the entire Nine Shadows Earth to show a trend of collapse and destruction, the little saint of the Confucian Academy was horrified, and his face turned white.

If the difference between the half-step minor saint and the minor saint is the surprise between races, then the difference between the minor saint and the great saint is the difference between man and heaven.

Heaven wants you to die, why do you not die?

Suddenly, the sky seemed to be splashed with ink, a silver hook was like a random graffiti painting across the sky, the scholar's towel flew in the sky, and the little saint of the Confucian Academy fought against it with the heroic righteousness of a scholar.

There are many people who read books in heaven and earth, and this inheritance is not weak, and it is also a certification of heaven and earth.

"Hahaha......"

The one on the Immortal Mountain laughed loudly, the laughter was full of irresistible heavenly might, which made people especially awe-inspired, everyone didn't know what the spell was, only saw the body of the little saint of the Confucian Academy shaking, spitting blood from his mouth, half-kneeling on the ground, and his eyes were filled with endless horror.

The sage's eyes swept coldly, "Thinking that it is not easy for you to preach, and it is not easy for you to preach, and let you go, go back to the Confucian Academy to reflect on your life, the heaven and the earth will not change, and the saint will not come out." ”

This is to grounding the little saint of the Confucian Academy.

Sure enough, it is extremely powerful, and it is also extremely domineering, and a word is going to let the little sage be grounded at home, which is really more uncomfortable than killing the little sage of the Confucian Academy, seeing that the four religions are all falling, his Confucian Academy has the conditions for great prosperity, maybe, the future of heaven and earth, everyone has to study, everyone cares about it, and everyone is educated by him, but now, because of this sentence on the mountain of immortality, all this has become a beautiful dream.

But if you don't agree, the result will be a fall.

Compared with death, does the little saint of the Confucian Academy still have a choice?

The words of the sage fell, he didn't look at the little sage of the Confucian Academy anymore, and at the same time that his eyes swept towards Zhang Fan, the majesty had already surged, and the little sage of the Confucian Academy was destroyed in an instant, not to mention that Zhang Fan was only a half-step little sage.

At this moment, Zhang Fan felt that everything was not his own, even his strength could not be controlled, there was only holy light in front of him, and there was only a blank space in his mind, and when he realized that he was attacked by the saint, he was not afraid, but felt that his arms were empty, his heart suddenly twitched, and the little monk was snatched away by the saint of Immortal Mountain.

When the light converged, an old man led the little monk, his face was indifferent, and he looked light, and there was no direct force in this heaven and earth that could hurt him.

He looked at Zhang Fan, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but this anger was only superficial, and it had not yet been raised to the level of hatred, otherwise, Zhang Fan would have died at the hands of the other party just now.

"It's over, it's over......"

Seeing that the little monk was snatched away by the saint of Bulao Mountain, this thought came to the hearts of those present, and the bamboo basket was empty, and in the end, they still failed to move the Buddha Gate.

"Throughout the ages, there has never been a saint who has fallen from the throne, not before, not now, and not in the future, so don't daydream here."

Silence, deathly silence.

All they can pray now is that the saint on the mountain of immortality will not be furious and slaughtered because of this.

"Why, why?"

Many people are unwilling, there are seven saints in heaven and earth, and even the one from the Immortal Mountain has appeared, why don't the other six, especially the one who expounds the teachings, not come forward.

In the case of equal strength, it is much easier to kill a person than to protect a person.

"Why, is it because we're doing something wrong?"

The news of the saint's appearance spread, this is a dose of heart booster, the saint is exhausted and missing, there is a saint in the world, the significance is very significant, the living beings of heaven and earth have the heart of pilgrimage, after this incident, there must be countless people to the Buddha.

The weeds can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows!

All fell short.

"I'll wait, meet the saint!"

Countless people knelt down and surrendered at this moment!

You can disobey God, but you must obey God.

"Hahaha...... "The little saint of Buddhism gritted his teeth and laughed: "You, and you...... Kill all my Buddhism, and now kneel on the ground and beg for mercy as soon as the general trend is gone, do you think this saint will let you go so easily? ”

"No, never!"

When he shouted this, there was a monstrous hatred in his heart, how many Buddhist disciples, killed one by one, that feeling was even more painful than killing himself.

His gaze fell on Zhang Fan's body: "Especially you, everything is thanks to you!" ”

Zhang Fan's face froze, the little sage of Buddhism may not open the killing ring, but he, the little sage of Buddhism will never let him go, last time because Lei Zu saved him, but this time, Lei Zu couldn't save him, not to mention, not to mention that the old man and the saint were in front of him, Lei Zu also had to bow his head obediently, today, I am afraid that it is more auspicious and less auspicious.

"Leave a last word." The little saint of Buddhism said very generously.

Sure enough, the first thing the little sage of Buddhism wanted to kill was him.

"Hmph, everything is his own fault, if he didn't protect the little monk, Buddhism would have died a long time ago."

"yes, who's to blame."

"You deserve it!"

In the face of this situation, the Nine Shadows Yan Jun and the spirit officials present were somewhat unfair, but the degree of their struggle was too high, even if they were willing to risk their lives to save each other, they still had to have this ability.

"This bastard, why didn't you kill the little monk earlier." If you grit your teeth.

Fire Immortal Yan Jun also shook his head helplessly.

It's a pity, it's a pity, Zhang Fan didn't even have time to fix the saint, he was about to fall, the end of people is often in the middle of the day, everything has changed, if Zhang Fan doesn't make a move, the little monk is killed, Buddhism is destroyed, he Zhang Fan's future achievements are really limitless, but just a thought, everything ...... Poof, gone.

"What, nothing to say?" The little saint of Buddhism smiled coldly: "Do you want this saint to say for you, you should regret going against my Buddhism, you should regret taking demons into the Buddha hometown, burning the Buddha's Jian, slaughtering the Bodhi Academy, and even more regretting killing ten thousand Buddhas and causing this catastrophe of heaven and earth." ”

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and the anger of hatred almost erupted, one by one, like a knife into his chest.

"You, fall!"

"At this point, there is no more Hades Emperor in heaven and earth!"

The holy power surged wildly, although it was not as anti-heaven as the great sage, when this holy light was enough to make Zhang Fan shattered, at this point, the Nine Shadows were about to enter the era of the Buddha's hidden netherworld.

Rumble!

At this moment, the golden light was overwhelming, Zhang Fan would never be caught, at this moment, the power in his body instantly exploded to the extreme, and he sacrificed the Sect Seal in his hand to bless his combat power.

But no matter how strong the power of the Heavenly Dao is, it is pale in front of the Holy Force.

"Don't think about soul rebirth, since I can pass down the ethereal method, I naturally have a way to break the ethereal method, and I will ...... it completely Destroy it. ”

Tear and pull!

Zhang Fan burst out all his strength in an instant, his anger soared into the sky, his long clothes flew, and he tore and pulled, and with a bang, the Chongjun Sword slashed towards the Buddha's hand that carried the monstrous extinction momentum.

Boom, boom!

The sword and the Buddha's hand collided together, and the energy detonated the entire heaven and earth, the nine shadows rumbled endlessly, the sky collapsed, and it was vaguely seen in the strong mangs in the sky, Zhang Fan's whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken line.

Has it fallen?

For a long time, when the strong mang was gone, he saw Zhang Fan half-kneeling on the ground, supported by the heavy sword, but he didn't fall, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood.

Everyone's eyes widened...... This, what a situation.

"No, it can't be, how could you not be dead!"

The little saint of Buddhism screamed loudly.

The mortal blow of the little saint of Buddhism, Zhang Fan will never be able to stop it, he couldn't stop it at the beginning, and there is no reason to block it now, unless he is a little saint.

But this is obviously impossible!

There is another possibility, that is, the little saint of Buddhism is no longer holy.

"Why, how could this be!" The little saint of Buddhism looked at his hands and screamed like crazy, the power in his body was passing, uncontrollably passing.

He was puzzled, and looked back at the one in Bulao Mountain, hoping to get an answer, but the next scene he saw, he almost collapsed, and Zhang Fan also collapsed, almost fainting in pain.

"No......" Zhang Fan shouted frantically.

The black and white world is only the back of the little bhikshu who has departed, "If the bhikshu dies, you can live!" ”