"Lei Yin Fu Tu Bowl, do you still have this magic weapon in the Maha Infinite Palace?" he said in a low voice, as if coming from the abyss of space at infinity, which made people involuntarily feel awe.

Of course not, long gone. Among the four great treasures of the Buddha of the Maha Infinite Palace, the "Thunder Sound Floating Slaughter Bowl" and the "Ice Spirit Divine Needle" were taken away by the demon clan as early as when they were separated. Four thousand years ago, a disciple of the Terran clan of Moji Mountain, who was called "Liberation Heaven", took a hole and not only stole the "Thunder Sound Floating Bowl Bowl", but also beat the rabbit with the "Heavenly Eye Exquisite Relic" that was recoiled after Nirvana of the Dharma King of Demon Mountain, and disappeared without a trace.

The four little red guys all secretly said in their hearts that it was not good, and what they were most afraid of was that it would backfire.

"The ancient Buddha has disappeared with the clouds, and the divine needle is still cold with moonlight!" Kaishen Jiang gritted his teeth, whether it was a blessing or a curse or a curse, he couldn't avoid it, and he politely snorted at the old monk with his palms on his chest: "This elder, Xiao Qu Fak has the courage to ask for advice, which temple are you a Bodhisattva? This is the dojo of our Maha Immeasurable Palace, you have been traveling here, do you want to place an order or stay for a long time?"

"Don't call this Dharma King, I am the Three Tribulations Land Immortal Dragon Tree is also!"

The four little red guys were taken aback.

Earth Immortals! Earth Immortals are much more powerful than ordinary Yuan Babies!

This level is not a cultivation fruit level in the conventional sense, it is a sunflower treasure book specially prepared for the leaders of the Yuan Infant Stage who have a desperate future. Once he turned into an Earth Immortal, he would swing his sword from the palace, completely cutting off the possibility of advancing to the top until he ascended to Bliss. From this point of view alone, the earth immortal is undoubtedly the most miserable and pitiful insect in the Yuan Infant. But on the other hand, the earth immortals have to live longer than most Yuan Infants, after all, not every Yuan Infant can cultivate to the Dacheng stage, and even if they cultivate to the Dacheng stage, most of them will hang up because of the failure of the tribulation.

To put it more exaggeratedly, the Earth Immortal even theoretically achieved the "eternal life" that cultivators dreamed of.

As long as the earth immortals can withstand the baptism of the heavenly tribulation that they have to go through every thousand years, their longevity will never end.

Nagarjuna calls himself the Three Tribulations Earth Immortal, which means that he has already experienced three Earth Immortal Tribulations, and he was already a monk in the Yuanying Great Perfection realm three thousand years ago.

As we all know, the power of the Earth Immortal Tribulation is rising with a fight, and when it comes to the third tribulation, the power is already four times that of the first tribulation.

"What a coincidence, senior brother. Qi Dian hit Zhuang Yuanlang sideways with his arm: "Master Nagarjuna and you happen to be Huazong ......."

"That's right, the little vulgar family is also surnamed Long. Chang Kaishen didn't pretend to be stupid and pretended to be cute, while bowing goodbye to Nagarjuna, he gave the stone paint armor a crazy look by the way, reminding him that you don't be stupid in front, and quickly turn into Basho Valley: "Hehe, since it's a family, I don't talk about two families, I just offended Tuasto, and I hope you have a lot of them, and those who don't know are not guilty......"

"I've actually seen you a long time ago. Nagarjuna inexplicably interjected a clueless sentence, which made Zhuang Yuanlang get stuck.

"Have you seen me?" Chang Sang pointed to the tip of his nose in a daze, and saw the long-eyebrow old monk solemnly bowing his head, Rao is nerves were as big as a bullwhip and felt that Zhang Er's cock couldn't touch the head: "The monk said that he laughed, Xiao Wei has only been in the industry for three days, how can he have the opportunity to deal with a high god like you." ”

"This is fate...... Master Nagarjuna looked up at the sky, smashed his mouth unsatisfied, a pair of eagle-eyed wolf Gu and firelight eyes suddenly melted a little, and when his gaze rested on Zhuang Yuanlang's perfectly lined ten-pack abs, there was even a certain pink feeling: "Compared to the first time I saw you, your real person looks more handsome......

Taking advantage of this old glass to express his heartfelt feelings, the stone lacquer armor secretly vibrated the phantom butterfly wings behind it and soared into the air.

But before he could turn around and turn to Basho Valley, Nagarjuna, who had been staring at Zhuangyuanlang with his eyes, suddenly stretched out his skinny right hand and grabbed him from afar. The three thousand love silks of this earth immortal master have already been smelted into a grain of bodhicitta heart, and his mental power is so strong that he can throw an elephant across the river with one heart and one move, and the stone lacquer armor only felt a flower in front of him, and the sound of "forcing oil" has been taken into his palm by the air.

Although he knew that the other party was an earth immortal and his own family was definitely not an opponent, Butterfly Man still did not give up resistance, he instantly raised his body protection qi to the limit, and the whole person was completely golden, using the strength of the cave room to struggle. As early as the age of three, he was fed the "Millennium Vermilion Fruit" by the elders of the family, and he grew up playing with a pair of stone lions and urine mud at the door of the house!

"Huh!" The old monk with long eyebrows was first taken aback by this kid's "Wood Analysis", and then found that this kid's strength was called a thief, and his mental power gradually showed signs of getting out of control. Deeply surprised, the earth immortal master was also a little unbearable, the five fingers of his left hand as warm as jade pinched continuously, and in a moment, the aura like a bright light condensed into a sun-like golden Polo flower seal in the palm of his left hand, and without saying a word, "Bang Dang" covered the body of the stone lacquer armor with a poke of five girls.

With just one palm, Nagarjuna took a picture of Butterfly Man into a piece of paper!

The piece of paper mentioned here does not mean that the stone lacquer armor was photographed into a meatloaf.

The stone lacquer armor is not dead, he is still alive.

But somehow, his body suddenly turned into a flat shape, and the whole person looked like a page as thin as a cicada's wings, vivid New Year's painting.

As soon as Nagarjuna struck a blow, his fingers immediately loosened.

The stone lacquer armor fluttered its butterfly wings and staggered up, swinging and floating into the sky, like a paper-cut blown by the wind.

"Dimensionality Reduction Strikes ???!!!"

Zong Heng's expression was like Picasso had been scribbled.

The face of the prayer was like that of a toad that had been run over by a wheel.

Isn't Nagarjuna's original spell "Golden Pora Mahamudra" created by the ancient Buddha on the Divine Needle of the Patriarch of the Maha Immeasurable Palace?

It can instantly knock creatures from a three-dimensional world to a two-dimensional world, and is specially used to seal some big bosses that are difficult to completely destroy!

What's especially bad is that they can still see Butterfly Man, but the two-dimensional Stone Paint Armor can no longer see his peers around him, because he can't feel the existence of the third dimension around him when he is reduced to the second dimension.

The dream butterfly clone quickly fell apart into dots of fluorescent splinters, and the stone paint armor probably woke up from the nightmare, but the mood of the other three young men dropped to freezing point.

Where is this Nagarjuna sacred? The "Golden Pola Mahamudra" created by the Buddha when he attained enlightenment is the secret of the Maha Immeasurable Palace, and the unique skill of housekeeping! Where did he learn it? Could it be that he is a heretic of the Demon Mountain? No! The Demon Mountain has long been the same color of the demon race, and there is no human monk!

"The ancient Buddha has disappeared with the clouds, and the divine needle is still cold with the moonlight!" Nagarjuna recited a side, as if he had just remembered this stubble, Shi Shiran reported to his family: "This seat was born in the Hongfu Temple of the Tang Dynasty in the east of Nanzhan Prefecture, and the few little masters just said that "Lei Yin Futu Bowl" ......" He proudly erected an index finger, pulled out an ochre-red earwax from his left ear, faced the wind, under a pretense, and suddenly turned into a lotus base of red clay large tile bowl, in the bowl erected a nine-foot-high bronze pagoda, the tower body is engraved with a fine and ancient matrix pattern, the end is the glow bursting, Ruicai thousand: "...... The poor monk just happened to have one on hand!"

Seeing that the three little red guys were all dumbfounded and speechless, Master Nagarjuna pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, and gently tapped the "Thunder Sound Floating Slaughter Bowl" in his palm - "Ding" - only to hear a pleasant sound swing open, and a curtain of purple-gold translucent aura barrier sprayed out from the tip of the nine-foot bronze tower, like a big bell, just to draw Nagarjuna as a prison and buckle it upside down.

On the outer wall of the aura enchantment, a series of complex ancient Sanskrit runes can be faintly seen, and whenever they turn in the direction of Basho Valley, these ancient Sanskrit runes will always burst out with dazzling aura.

"Speaking of which, it is also the fate of this seat and your little senior brothers, if it weren't for the fact that the "Thunder Sound Floating Tu Bowl" has the function of detecting spiritual pressure, the huge and small Sumeru world, where can the old man go to find a place where the spiritual pressure is normal......" Nagarjuna's voice suddenly became fierce and fierce: "If you can't find this valley, how can you find, get, see, and wait!"

"It turns out that you are the heir to the mantle of the number one traitor in the history of Demon Mountain, the Liberation Heaven......" Chang Kaishen finally understood why Nagarjuna used the "Golden Pora Mahamudra", it turned out that he was also a lotus pond with red flowers and white lotus roots—his grandmother was the egg laid by the ancient Buddha on the divine needle.

"To correct this, this seat is the only surviving disciple of the Master's Liberation Heaven!"

"There is a debtor and a debtor, Tuas, if you are looking for trouble, you should also go to the trouble of the Demon Mountain, our Maha Wuliang Palace and your Hongfu Temple have no grievances, why is there so no room for it?" In fact, this is also a psychological comfort, what happened to Butterfly Man just now has fully demonstrated that this parasitic plant is vulnerable to a blow - at least it is unbearable to a blow from the Earth Immortals!

What puzzled Zong Heng and Qidian the most was why a star and a dragon suddenly appeared behind Zhuang Yuanlang, we obviously didn't feel the wind blowing in Basho Valley, why did his long hair and clothes dance and fly, and he was majestic.

"No grievances, no hatred, all the waters of the four seas can't wash away the blood feud between our Hongfu Temple and your Maha Infinite Palace!" "Master Nagarjuna saw that each of them had a body protector, and the hatred and jealousy in his heart were like cooking oil on fire.