The "Hundred Saints Great Array" was actually blasted under Ning Haoyuan's punch, showing its true colors.

It was actually a large turtle shell with a radius of thousands of miles and nearly 10,000 miles.

All the black clouds, the gloomy thunder, the folded space, and the labyrinth-like formation are all caused by this big turtle shell!

On the turtle shell, like a field, the Nine Palaces of Literature and Science appeared in all directions, and in the center of the Nine Palaces of Literature and Science, the real dragon rolled up a large hall, circling and flying.

Bang......

Immediately, under Ning Haoyuan's fist print, the four-color giant sword that had been holding on for a few moments suddenly burst open, turning into countless Buddhist texts, scattering and flying in the void.

"Huh?"

Ning Haoyuan raised his eyebrows, and at the moment when he exploded the four-color giant sword, his subordinates paused slightly.

I saw that the countless Buddhist texts, after crisscrossing the void, burst out from all directions, surrounding him.

This is, the four major masters all came to their senses, looking at Ning Haoyuan in the midst of countless lights and shadows, knowing that there was no chance to escape at all, they decided to fight hard.

Powerful mana fluctuations were conveyed from the divine soul, and they were about to explode and burn almost instantly, and they were the great magical powers that burned most of their own demigods!

"Karma grows, King Shuraba!"

The ancient demon palace's peerless "Shura Killing Fist".

"The sea of suffering is endless, and the light of the Buddha is shining!"

The head of the Rotten Ke Temple suddenly shouted!

"The wind and clouds are impermanent, and the sea of clouds is one!"

The Cloud Sea Hall Sect Master also burned countless mana and launched the strongest move.

"Heaven and earth live together, the sun and the moon shine together!"

The Immortal Mountain Palm Sect also shouted violently, and countless mana around him burned, turning into the shadow of the sun and the moon, surrounding Ning Haoyuan, and blasting out a punch at the same time.

The four major masters burned mana at the same time, bursting out with the most powerful power, and at the same time blasted towards the mysterious figure that appeared inexplicably.

Buzz Buzz Buzz ......

In an instant, the void turbulence was silent, and in the terrifying fist wind raised by Ning Haoyuan, the divine powers emitted by the four major palm sects bombarded away like flying fish above the tide in the tide.

And in the midst of countless lights and shadows, Ning Haoyuan saw a vague figure.

Buzzing......

Wrapped in countless Buddhist texts and shadows, Ning Haoyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and under a wave of thought, a figure dressed in a tattered robe with a hazy face appeared in front of him.

"Monk?"

Ning Haoyuan stared slightly, a little surprised.

"Poor Monk Law No. Rotten Ke ......"

The hazy figure spoke faintly, and the voice was soft, but it was like a Buddhist Zen chanting.

Rotten Cover?

The founder of the Rotten Ke Temple?

On the way here, Mo Qi also gave Ning Haoyuan a lot of information about the Immortal Realm.

Ning Haoyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "This is the divine thought you left behind?" ”

Even in the face of Rotten Ke Fo, Ning Haoyuan would not feel afraid, let alone a divine thought.

"This is indeed a wisp of consciousness that I left in the Rotten Ke Temple."

Rotten Cover's phantom spoke softly.

"What do you want? Protect your unfilial descendants? ”

A sneer appeared on Ning Haoyuan's face.

Some of the great powers of Buddhism in ancient times were indeed morally noble and lofty, which was indeed admirable, but after they went in pursuit of the great avenue.

Their disciples and grandchildren have formed ancient sects, cannibalizing people with their teachings, dividing people into three, six, nine and so on, and the class has solidified, which has become a social tumor and one of the sources of turmoil in the world.

The countless turmoil in the Immortal Realm, as well as the change of dynasty, are all driven by these ancient sects.

It's really sad and ridiculous.

"The reputation of the donor has spread to the upper realm, and the poor monk's consciousness is not the opponent of the donor, and it is enough to meet the benefactor...... If one day the donor enters the immortal realm, he still hopes that the path of the poor monk will be unified and light incense......"

Rotten Cofer's voice paused, and he sighed softly.

"Huh?"

Ning Haoyuan was slightly stunned, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Rotten Kefo is also a long-ascending ancient power, and he actually pleaded with himself?

Could it be that he had already decided that the Immortal Realm would one day be turned upside down by himself?

Does Rotten Cover really believe in his strength so much?

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Before he could think about it, the surrounding void shook, and the attacks of the four major masters had all erupted, enveloping it.

"It depends on whether your disciples and grandchildren will provoke me, otherwise I won't give face even if the Buddha comes."

Ning Haoyuan indifferently glanced at the image of Rotten Kefo, and his body shook slightly.

A pure golden essence as majestic as the scorching sun suddenly rose from his body, and the vast fist intent shook, and the fist mark exploded violently.

The figure of Rotten Ke Buddha and all the Buddhist streamers suddenly shattered, turning into countless streamers and dissipating into the void.

Whew......

The violent and violent air currents lifted Ning Haoyuan's robe, and his eyes indifferently glanced at the four major masters who launched a fighting blow, and his voice fluttered faintly:

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

With the fluttering of the voice, Ning Haoyuan's slightly smacked fist mark slammed down.

Thundered......

The fist print smashed down with a bang, like a sacred mountain smashing abruptly into the sea.

The void shook, countless void turbulence cracked, and the power of the four major palm sects exploded.

In the frightened eyes of the four major masters, the fist mark had not yet reached the body, and the terrifying power had already exploded the four of them at the same time in an instant!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Four loud bangs rang out, and the immortal bodies of the four exploded, sending blood and bones flying everywhere.

Sneer......

As soon as the immortal soul flew out suddenly, there was a sound like cold water pouring into an oil pot in Ning Haoyuan's fist intent.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Immortals are different from ordinary cultivators, and these four Golden Immortals are even more extraordinary.

In the void, four terrible wails sounded in an instant, covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Jiang Ling'er and Mo Qi were still thousands of miles away, and when they heard this scream that resounded through the void, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

When I looked up, I saw that thousands of miles away, four gods and souls like the sun were crushed one by one in the vast fist intent like mountains and seas!

Whew......

The void turbulence could not regain calm for a long time, and the scattered energy exploded, whether it was a meteorite group or some other strange thing, all of them were shattered.

"A person with a low bloodline would dare to kill the Immortal Master of the Immortal Realm in a rebellious manner!"

"Despicable people! You ......"

"Ahh It hurts! ”

"You, you! You ......"

The Four Giants let out one wail after another, either cursing, scolding, or screaming......

"Huh!"

Ning Haoyuan's face was flat, and with a slight movement of his robe, he swept away all the remaining divine souls.

With a wave of his hand, he put away the memory fragments that he had left behind.

With these memory fragments, it was enough for him to have a very detailed understanding of the Immortal Realm.