The strength is too strong, is there any other way to survive this half pillar of incense time?

Ning Fan's heart turned sharply, wanting to come up with a countermeasure in a very short time.

However, at this time, the eighteen Buddha's demon-slaying pestles flew out of their hands and smashed them again.

It was like eighteen waterfalls falling from the sky, not giving Ning Fan a chance to breathe at all.

Ning Fan didn't think much about it, and completely subconsciously launched the Snow Shadow Trace Thousand Miles Tracking Method.

His body is as elegant as catkins, his body floats lightly, the wind is under his feet, and he brushes it, and he dodges the past.

Ning Fan's eyes showed a hint of essence, and there was even a hint of excitement.

That's right, that's it, speed.

These eighteen Buddhas, they are within the True Buddha space, simulating Ning Fan's current power itself, and they are cultivating at the third level of the Sword Pill.

The combined strength of their eighteen people was no less than the second layer of Sword Infant, but their ontological strength cultivation was still at the third layer of Sword Pill.

The result of this is that they suppressed Ning Fan in terms of strength, but in terms of speed, they couldn't compete with Ning Fan at all.

Ning Fan's thousand-mile tracking is really comparable to the seventh layer of the Sword Pill.

How do you fight the third layer of Jiandan?

"Good boy, don't run if you have the ability. ”

Seeing this, the eighteen Buddhas were angry for a while, and roared at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan smiled, "You eighteen people beat me together, why can't I run?"

If it were an ordinary eighteen Sword Pill third-layer monks, Ning Fan would have the confidence to deal with them, but now these eighteen Buddhas, how could they be compared to ordinary monks?

Hard fighting, that is, looking for death, stupid behavior.

Although Ning Fan is confident, he is not arrogant.

Whoosh, his figure escaped again as the eighteen Buddhas attacked and fell.

Eighteen rays of golden light could only hit the palace ground.

The ground cracked vertically and horizontally, but it was not broken, and in the blink of an eye, it was infused with spiritual energy and restored again.

This is the Buddha's space, as long as the true Buddha relics are not broken, this space will naturally not be broken, and even if the palace is injured, it is normal and sparse to recover in an instant.

Wow wow, wow

O Buddha.

The Eighteen Buddhas roared angrily, and their eyes almost erupted into flames.

They even prayed to the Buddha to appear and beat Ning Fan to death.

However, they just couldn't sanction Ning Fan's seemingly scoundrel dismissal.

The incense stick inserted in the clay pot has burned more than half of it at this moment.

Soon, the incense sticks were completely burned and turned to ashes.

Ning Fan swam in the space, and he also stopped moving, he was dressed in white, floating directly in the palace, his eyes were like electricity, he stared at the Eighteen Buddhas with a smile, and said with a smile: "It's a trick." ”

"Hmph, you know how to cheat. "Eighteen Buddhas opened their mouths together.

Ning Fan pursed his lips, "Eighteen of you have the second-layer strength of the Sword Baby, and it doesn't hurt for me to be tricky, otherwise, I will be stupid." ”

"Hmph, a trick is a trick, don't quibble, Buddha, the one you chose for the Mandate of Heaven is just this kind of trickster, how can we rest assured that the seed of hope for the future of the Buddha is placed on him, hum, I will destroy him and let you choose again. ”

As he spoke, the bodies of the eighteen Buddhas shook suddenly.

A series of ghosts wandered in the space, and with a brilliant Buddha light, it suddenly bloomed, and Ning Fan saw eighteen Buddhas gathered together and became one Buddha.

This Buddha is the illusory image of the Buddha that appeared when the True Buddha Relic suppressed the nine coffins of the Phoenix Clan.

And under his seat, the Buddha's light condensed, and he suddenly became a Buddha lotus.

He sat on top of the Buddha lotus, holding the rosary in one hand, lifting it in the other, and placing it on his chest with a majestic face.

His face bloomed with golden brilliance, making people dare not look directly, and even if they looked directly, they would not be able to open their eyes pierced by the light.

Tyre.

The Buddha let out a majestic voice, and a word erupted from his mouth.

This word is completely condensed by the light of the Buddha, and it has supreme coercion.

Ning Fan felt that the golden light in front of him was overwhelming, and the words made him unable to move.

It's an aura of approaching death.

He had felt it before, Qingzhou, the Sword Sect outside Qinglong City, and Yuwen Jun had brought him.

And the nine hall masters of the Blood Demon Hall also brought him this kind of aura.

Ning Fan felt the suppressed qi in his heart, filling his chest.

The whole person was uncomfortable.

The green tendons on the forehead are also highlighted.

Strong, very strong, stronger than Ge Zhandu, no less than the aura that the Sword Sect exuded on the body of the clone Sword Dust in Qinglong City.

Unable to resist, helpless.

Ning Fan suddenly felt extremely sad in his heart.

What to do, what to do?

Waiting to die?

No, I don't want to die.

My fate is up to me!!

Why do you want to kill me?

Even if I die, I have to resist.

Yes, to resist is to resist.

Kendo, nineteen!

Nineteen sword qi soared into the air from Ning Fan's back in an instant, and the blood-stained sword in his hand was even more blooming with supreme blood light.

In the depths of his eyes, the color of blood red, like the sun, suddenly radiated.

His whole hair flew even more, and he was crazy and hunting.

Kill.

Above the blade, a dark mouth emerged.

The swastika also emerged.

Nineteen sword qi were enveloped in a swastika in an instant.

"You're just going too far. ”

A childish voice suddenly sounded.

This sound came from a swastika.

He was angry, angry like a raging wave.

"I'm going to you. ”

"Hmph. ”

"I feel uncomfortable. ”

"I'm angry!"

The swastika suddenly surged into Ning Fan's body.

Ning Fan felt that his eyes were dark, and his head was buzzing, and he didn't know anything.

His consciousness was temporarily replaced by a swastika.

After being replaced by a swastika, a golden light faintly appeared in his green muscles.

The bloodstained sword he was holding in his hand was plunged directly into his chest.

Break.

Ning Fan pinched the trick in his palm, and the trick was very fast, and his palm became a phantom.

Under his seat, the Buddha's light surged, and a Buddha lotus also appeared.

His body rotated rapidly between the rapid rotation of the Buddha Lotus, and his body was full of Buddha light.

The palm of the hand against the word is a beat.

With a bang, it was like the words of ten thousand mountains, shattered in the blink of an eye.

The swastika that could be slapped from Ning Fan's palm was like a broken bamboo, and it was not damaged at all, and it went on a rampage and slapped the phantom of the Buddha.

"Buddha...... You ......"

Bang, the Buddha's phantom shattered, and the surrounding space was also shaking.

The moment Ning Fan withdrew from the space, the people in his ears heard a series of voices, which were obviously the dialogue between the Buddha and the owner of the true body relic.

"My choice, no doubt. ”

"If you are not convinced, you will come and destroy me. ”

"You can't destroy me, the one who wants to destroy my destiny, hmph, I can beat you to the knees of the eighteen generations of ancestors. ”

"Convincing or not?"

"If you don't accept it, I'll let you be destroyed. ”

Domineering, Ning Fan felt in his heart that this swastika, no, Buddha, was simply overbearing, and not only did a warmth emerge in his heart, but he admired him.

Although they have never seen the true body of the Buddha or his face, the two are like good friends.

"Good...... All right...... I respect the Buddha's choice, so ...... Let me be there for you and him and see how far he can grow...... Let me do something for Destiny......"

The faint voice, flickering far and near, finally disappeared into silence.

(End of chapter)