The little loach almost buried his head in the soil, and the confrontation between that Buddha finger and the ancestral dragon was too terrifying.

In particular, the Buddha's finger, on the surface, is only a finger of the Buddha of Freedom, but in the invisible place, a powerful figure seems to be standing high, overlooking here, exerting its strength little by little.

The rest of the Golden Immortals were no better than Qiu Ping, in front of the powerhouses of the Creation Realm, the escaping breath alone made them want to break their hearts.

"Click."

Perhaps because there was no true spirit, as time went on, the power of the ancestral dragon was gradually suppressed.

That little bit of power exerted on him was like a spiritual mountain sinking, trying to kill everything under him.

The Buddha of the King of Freedom is worthy of being known as the supreme existence of the soul, and his will is lofty, as if he is above the heavens and the earth, overlooking the world of red dust.

In his eyes, heaven and earth seem to be nothing more than a small pond and a playground.

He only needs to stretch out his hand, and he will change the fate of all living beings in heaven and earth.

The heavy body of the ancestral dragon was lifted up little by little, and the power of the Buddha was thousands of times higher than that of the Dharma Monk.

"Let's go."

However, the Buddha felt the multiple forces of creation qi pressing on him from a distance, and he took the initiative to restrain his strength in the next breath.

How is it that the stronger your strength, the more dangers you will encounter.

Even if his soul had broken through, he didn't dare to make a move against the relics of the Sanguan Emperor.

However, knowing that the ancestral dragon did not achieve supreme results may not be a good thing for the Buddha of Freedom.

But Rao was like this, and the little loach's little black face also turned pale.

"Come with me, enter my Buddha Gate, and you can be crowned the king."

"Moan."

Just such a body has the ability to compare with ordinary creation, which means that the other party does have merit in the polishing of the body, if you can understand some tricks, you can also make up for the shortcomings of your body as soon as possible.

Qiu Ping complained a few words in his heart, and carefully shrank his head again.

A low voice came, and there seemed to be anger and unwillingness in that voice.

Qiu Ping, who was in the ancestral dragon's lair, seemed to have seen something terrifying.

"Ah......h

In the void, there was a faint sigh.

As long as the relics of the Emperor Sanguan do not agree, they can suppress it by releasing a qi machine at will.

The whole world was shrinking, and the huge ancestral dragon's body was like a small pale blue snake, being captured by the palm of the Buddha of Freedom.

The Buddha of Freedom, who was outside the abyss, suddenly reached out and fished forward, he originally just appeared here with one finger, but at this moment, he let one of his palms manifest directly.

Otherwise, the radiation power of his entire hand alone would be enough to wipe out all the golden immortals.

This kind of life on the edge of life and death, he doesn't want to live for a moment.

It is rumored that the ancestral dragon has probably transcended and achieved the supreme realm. But the Buddha of the King of Freedom was a little disappointed, although he also left a legacy between heaven and earth, but the ancestral dragon's relics were obviously not as deep and outstanding as the relics of the Three Officials Emperor.

A burst of hiss fell into Qiu Ping's ears, but for some reason, a trace of ...... also rose in his heart Humiliation.

It's really a joke, I, Qiu, have always been able to bend and stretch, and do it myself, how can I be humiliated in the face of a strong man who is so much more powerful than myself?

It must be an illusion.

However, Qiu Ping still raised his head slightly.

The body of the ancestral dragon, which was so huge that it almost occupied the entire world, was like a small gray snake at this moment, wrapped around the palm of the Buddha of Freedom.

"Ang."

Looking at his struggling appearance, Qiu Ping suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

It was as if the detainees were his siblings, his beloved relatives and friends.

"How is it possible, this is my one

It's just a little doppelganger."

Qiu Ping pursed his lips and was about to lower his head again.

But just like this, the ancestral dragon who was detained by the Buddha's palm also raised his head and looked in his direction.

The eyes of the two sides met across the void, but at this moment, the little loach seemed to see the passage of time, and the turbulent river of years flowed by his side.

He swung up the tide and looked to the other side of time.

Although the appearance of the two sides is very different, Qiu Ping seems to be looking in a mirror.

From his jet-black pupils, the old huge true dragon body was reflected.

"He...... Is that me?"

Qiu Ping seemed to see that since the opening of the sky, the ancestral dragon has inherited immeasurable merits, is invincible in the world, and conquers the Quartet.

Such an existence, except for the Emperor of the Three Officials, no one else is in his eyes.

Now he has to be captured by Buddhism to explore the mystery of his physical body, and it is naturally difficult to accept the respect of the ancestral dragon.

"Ahh

Qiu Ping only felt a trance, endless scenes flowing, and he seemed to have gone through endless years.

And the next moment, he slowly opened his eyes, but the perspective had changed dramatically.

It was as if he was looking down on the world from a great height—not just from this narrow world, but the whole world.

I...... Turned into an ancestral dragon?

Qiu Ping thought it was incredible, but this perspective also made him feel amazing.

Qiu Ping suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, as if countless mountains were pressing down on him.

"Roar."

A roar erupted from his mouth, and his body twisted, and the invisible shackles that wrapped around him shattered.

A strong momentum rose from his body like a flame.

"Huh?"

"Relic creatures? Or is it a remnant of the ancestral dragon's will?"

The sudden change in the ancestral dragon made the Buddha of Freedom slightly surprised.

He stretched out his hand again, his five fingers were like gold casting, and he pressed down heavily, except for the ancestral dragon himself, he was not afraid at all.

"It's annoying."

Seeing the palm of the Freedom Wang Buddha fall again, Qiu Ping's heart rose a trace of unhappiness, and he instinctively poked out his claws and grabbed them with the palm of the Freedom King Buddha.

"Come over to me, you!"

The little loach suddenly exerted force, and he didn't know how huge the strength of this ancestral dragon's body was.

But under his grasp, the palm that was originally only manifested in the void, the space around his palm was shattered one after another, and it returned to chaos, and a whole golden arm was pulled over.

"It turns out that your strength is also very average, so you just rely on the realm to bully people."

"Now that I'm piloting the Ancestral Dragon Armor, I'm still afraid of you."

The little loach suddenly stood up, he has always been a good person who is afraid of evil, and now you can't suppress me, I am naturally not afraid of your evil.

Come on, come on, now let's wrestle our wrists and see who's better.

Qiu Pingwei screamed, his palm still clenching the palm of the Buddha of Freedom, and then his body circled and fell with a deep over-the-shoulder.

"Boom."

The void in front of him shook violently, and vaguely, as if he saw a huge statue in the void...... But there is a bit of an embarrassment.

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