The remaining touch was also devoured by Taiqing Laozi.

Now, Sanqing has been given a new identity.

They seized the position of Sanqing in the low-end desolate world on this side.

It's like letting the six-eared macaques in the low-end flood world replace the original flood six-eared macaques.

The evaporated black aura dissipated into the chaos.

Taiqing Laozi flew out of the anode gossip.

He was the winner in the end.

The whirlpool in the sea of chaos resurfaced with golden light.

And that golden light was mixed with the sound of Buddha.

The lotus platform looms.

The saint sitting on the lotus platform is a quasi-ti Taoist.

His honorific title resounded through the chaos.

The avenue of Buddhist scriptures outlines its golden body.

In the chaos, pieces of lotus petals flew out.

All the lotus petals wrap its golden body.

In ancient times, there was a saying that the two saints, the quasi-Taoist and the leading Taoist, were both incarnated by lotus flowers.

Everywhere they appeared, they were all hovering by lotus flowers.

Floating in the chaos, pieces of lotus flowers fell downward.

When the lotus flower disappears, a wisp of fragrance is reflected in the chaos, which shocks people's hearts.

Fourteen Mythical Heavenly Immortals, Seven Great Divine Powers, Heavenly Dao Saints, and Su Zi'an picked up the source of the smell.

It is the aroma of Buddhism absorbing the merits of fireworks.

The eyes of the people who lit the lamp were like torches.

The place where the eyes converge is the place where the quasi-Tidao people are transformed.

The Quasi-Tidao had eighteen hands, each of which carried a magic weapon.

From the bottom up, when the petals disappear, it is the hand that appears in everyone's eyes.

The would-be lifter sits with his legs folded.

The lotus platform spun rapidly, and the three relics on his head flew out one after another.

Under the reflection of the true body relics, the golden body law appeared from the eyebrows and eyes one by one.

There are twenty-four golden bodies.

After all the golden bodies that appeared disappeared and converged into one, the light on the body of the Quasi-Daoist became brighter and brighter.

And the sound of Buddha coming from the golden wheel above his head echoed in the chaos.

The sound of chanting sutras is endless.

Wrap around the beams endlessly.

The avenue of Buddhist scriptures came out of the golden wheel.

The light shone over the would-be Tidao.

The lowest hand holds the Qibao second tree.

The Innate Spirit Treasure emitted a colorful divine light.

The Seven Treasures Second Tree is one of the magic weapons possessed by the Quasi-Tidao people.

There are a total of sixteen hands on the sides, eight on the left and right sides, and the remaining two hands are placed on their legs, holding six pure bamboos.

The hand held above the head is a pestle that is attached to blessing the gods.

Six pure bamboos are nourished by the avenue of Buddhist scriptures.

The water from the spring hovers at the bottom.

A golden light shrouded the body of each artifact.

The blessed pestle is an innate spiritual treasure made of incense merit.

Possess the supreme Buddhist sayings.

The smell of Buddhism is particularly strong.

And the most powerful thing about him is that he can shatter the golden body of the saint's cultivation.

Absorb a large amount of incense offerings, and over time, evolve and succeed.

He threw the blessed pestle directly.

The blessed pestle stands between heaven and earth, floating above the chaos.

At this moment, the breath that lingered around him was caused by the cigarette of merit.

The scent of sandalwood filled the chaos.

The scent of sandalwood is visible to the naked eye, and it transforms into several ashes.

In addition, if there is merit, it can evolve into light.

The Zhun Ti Dao man who flew out from behind Su Zi'an used the vast world built by the Mythical Dao to push it outward.

And the other side of the world and the blessed god pestle are in opposition, and the breath of the two sides is in confrontation and does not blend.

The light of the Buddha is filled with chaos.

The two saints walked in opposition to each other.

The avenue of Buddhist scriptures intertwines and overlaps with each other and converges forward, like a ball of hemp rope, thick and strong, showing light.

Each light docks with each other, rubbing bright sparks.

Seeing this, the quasi-Daoist sacrificed the Seven Treasures Second Tree in his hand.

The Seven Treasures Second Tree, which shimmered with a halo of colorful light, swept across the chaotic firmament.

Blessed with the divine pestle, with the intervention of the Buddha light of the Qibao Second Tree, the two rays of light fused and attacked towards the quasi-Daoist.

When this sharp blade stabbed at him, the quasi-Daoist quickly fused the Mythical Avenue in his heart, and gathered thousands of laws from his eyebrows and eyes to blend with the Mythical Dao. Resist.

The golden body Dharma stood in the sky, and the avenue of Buddhist scriptures sounded the alarm again.

Accompanied by the sound of loud recitation, the sound of chanting and trumpeting entered the chaos.

"Amitabha."

This is the Dharma name of the Quasi-Enlightenment person.

With each recitation, the light of the would-be Daoist in this desolate world of sacrificing the Seven Treasures Second Tree and blessing the divine pestle will become even brighter.

And the sound of chanting is exactly what comes out of the mouths of the believers here.

Each saint is said to have radiated from his own wilderness.

But it also has its own Dao system in the low-end desolate world.

There is a fire cloud boy under the seat of the quasi-Tidao.

This is also his apprentice.

Huoyun Boy has a bun on his head and a Buddhist scripture in his hand.

Surrounded by the avenue of Buddhism, with the blessing of the avenue of Buddhism, the boy of Huoyun became more and more bold.

"When you see the master, don't you kneel yet!?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong was slightly dissatisfied.

"Where did this little doll come from, so ignorant of respect and inferiority, the adults of the Ru family didn't teach you well?"

Sun Wukong is not used to it.

Immediately, he took out the innate spirit treasure from his ear.

Prepare a little doll to go down and beat with a stick.

At this moment, the Quasi-Ti Daoist popped out a relic on top of his head towards the position occupied by Sun Wukong.

And that relic just hit the innate spirit treasure in Sun Wukong's hand.

At the moment of collision, the relics turned into huge fireballs.

It is also mixed with thousands of Dharma avenues.

The breath moved with each other, and the Monkey King suddenly appeared out of the mythical avenue.

Above the innate spirit treasure, it is wrapped in the breath of mythology.

Kuankuan surged out, and the golden light that emerged was gradually weakened by the innate spirit treasure.

The relics flexibly dodged the attacks of the innate spirit treasure.

Almost instantly, he was about to be hit by the innate spirit treasure, and the relics suddenly conjured up a golden body.

The gigantic Quasi-Daoist stood tall in the chaos.

It was a golden shadow.

But he also has the cultivation of a quasi-Taoist person.

Sun Wukong and the relics fought against each other for several rounds, and were ridiculed by the Huoyun Boy.

"You're a monkey, I'm afraid you can't beat it, right?"

Seeing that his master had become stronger, he dared to speak out.

And after he said this, Sun Wukong tightly grasped the innate spirit treasure with both hands.

One leaped forward and leaped out of the position where the fourteen mythical immortals were located.

He transmitted the mythical avenue of his own cultivation from his heart, and entered it into the innate spirit treasure from the palm of his hand.

The innate spirit treasure that gathered the mythical avenue suddenly became larger.

The strength is full of strength, Sun Wukong suddenly exerted force, and the innate spirit treasure fell downward.

The wind and waves swept by the sticks and the breath surged in the ears.

Under the solidification of the mythical atmosphere, there was no sign of escape from the true body relics of the Quasi-Tidao people.

was instantly shattered by the light swept by the stick held by Sun Wukong.

From the relics of the true body, several paths of Dharma emerged.

This relic depicts thousands of Buddhist scriptures.

It is also the inner cultivation of quasi-Taoist people.

There are also some laws.

was solved by Sun Wukong's stick.

The quasi-Tidao man who had lost a relic turned into a trance.

And this opportunity is just enough for the quasi-Daoist brought by Su Zi'an to evolve into a large world.

A whirlpool was set off in the mythical Dao fruit on his head.

Within the vortex sprouted a world with a rainbow of divine light, and a mythical aura shrouded its outside.

He mythologized the vast world in China and pushed it outward, and the huge world fell on the Qibao second tree sent from the opposite side, and the weight of the Qibao second tree could not support it at all.

The Seven Treasures Tree gradually showed signs of shattering.

Although the quasi-Ti Daoist used the Dharma path to make repairs, it did not work in the end.

In a single breath, the Seven Treasures Second Tree was crushed by the mythical aura that flowed from above.

The Quasi-Tidao man showed a look of astonishment in his eyes.

At the same time, he was puzzled by the person in front of him who looked exactly like himself.

But there was one thing he knew in his heart that this person could no longer be kept.

The quasi-Ti Daoist thought of this and promoted his own law.

Tens of thousands of Buddhas descended on chaos.

And the Buddha evolved from the quasi-Taoist people.

Every Buddha has a path of Dharma.

Seeing this, the quasi-Taoist on the opposite side urged the mythical aura around him.

Each mythical avenue is transformed, and the number of Buddhas adds up to nine heights.

This is far more than the six-fold high Buddha opposite.

Caused by the golden light, Buddhist scriptures emerged.

The sound of chanting the Dharma reverberates around the Buddha.

Rays of light burst out one after another, bursting out with powerful Dharma.

Even with the blessing of the Blessed Divine Pestle and the Seven Treasure Second Tree, the two innate spirit treasure magic weapons, the Quasi-Daoist was still not an opponent.

His sixfold golden body of the Buddha was completely destroyed by the golden body of the ninefold Buddha.

The sound of cracking one after another.

There are also traces of burning.

With each disappearance of the Buddha, the particles of light that make up the golden body will fly towards the quasi-Daoist.

The Seven Treasures were reduced to pieces, and the blessed pestle was burned out.

The magic weapon in the hands of the quasi-Tidao people gradually disappeared.

Only twenty-four golden bodies remained.

Above the chaos, the golden body is wide open.

Twenty-four golden bodies tightly enveloped the mythical avenue that the quasi-Daoist revealed.

It is like a web of heaven and earth, trapping it inside, and the sound of chanting Buddha sounds echoes up and down.

Isolation from the outside world is the means by which people are allowed to mention.

And the person trapped in it brought that side of the world into it at the last critical moment, and he brought all the worlds together.

But outside, there was the rampant voice of the quasi-Daoist.

"The power is not enough, I thought it was a powerful cultivator who didn't expect it, it's just a group of people who can reproduce it."

The would-be Tidao people have not yet realized the problem.

What the way of heaven does, everything has its own certainty.

The vast sea of people is all for this reason.

The disdainful eyes of the quasi-Daoist fell into Su Zi'an's eyes.

He didn't show any signs of this.

The people of the Burning Lamp Road are worried.

"Isn't it true that you can't get out?"

But these people outside haven't made a move yet.

"Wait and see."

One breath, two breaths, three breaths......

Time passes.

The white horse passed through the gap, and when it was in the fifth breath, he saw that the position trapped by the twenty-four avatars became larger and larger.

It looked like it was about to be exploded.

And to make the golden body become bigger and bigger, only the breath can be suppressed.

How did the trapped Quasi-Daoist conjure up so many breaths?

In the midst of surprise, the twenty-four-hour golden body was directly shattered.

The avenue of Buddhist scriptures that emanated from the twenty-four golden bodies wandered around without any purpose, as if they had lost their masters, without any consciousness.

The Quasi-Daoist who stopped in the chaos wanted to connect it to reunite, but found that these Buddhist scripture avenues were not under his control, and went directly towards the figure that looked exactly like him.

"No, come back quickly."

The would-be Titler tried again, trying to lure him back with the Dharma.

Not only did it have no effect, but the two relics on the top of the head flew in the opposite direction.

Without the protection of the relics, the magic weapon was completely shattered, and the twenty-four golden bodies had turned into nothingness.

Only the sitting Huoyun Boy remained by his side.

The quasi-Daoist fused the mythical avenues that lingered between heaven and earth, fabricated each other, and pushed them into the opposite side again.

The light that wanders through the chaos is like a ribbon, and the brightest place is where the blade of the inner sword is located.

And this ribbon with the mythical avenue swept directly towards the body of the quasi-Daoist.

Feet across his body.

The Fire Cloud Boy was shattered by the aftermath of the Mythical Avenue.

It's just a Taoist boy who is in the process of cultivation, where does he have the power to fight against the Mythical Heavenly Immortal Realm...

The petal feathers of the lotus flower flew down in the chaos of the sky.

Each lotus petal is mixed with blood red.

It looks like it's soaked in blood.

And these lotus flowers are all transformed from the Dharma Dao.

It's not real.

When it fell from above, it disappeared without a trace before it could fall into midair.

The fall of the saint is very desolate for this low-end desolate world.

The vision of the Heavenly Dao is the sad rhyme of the low-end desolate world here.

The wonderful words of the Buddhist scriptures that flow out all fall in the mythical avenue.

Every mythical avenue rapidly absorbs the Dharma.

After a steady stream of mythical avenues contained the Dharma, they flew into the mythical dao fruits above the heads of the quasi-Daoists.

Until the last moment, the primordial gods of the low-end desolate world of the Western Sect Quasi-Daoist involuntarily flew into the Mythical Dao.

After passing through the weaving of the Mythical Dao, he turned to fly to the top of the head of the Quasi-Daoist who was on the other side of the world, and was swallowed by the Mythical Dao Fruit.

The light of the fifth saint reappeared.

"You actually put your senior brother to death and take revenge on your senior brother."

There is only one person who can be the same brother as the quasi-Taoist in Buddhism... Receivers.

The terrifying sound fell into the chaos.

It also appears in the ears of every mythical immortal, great supernatural power, and saint.

They want to have a new identity, so they kill one by one.

For a while, the rain of lotus petals that had originally fallen and disappeared gradually condensed again.

Dharma lingers on its outer side.

And the halo that stood in the sea of chaos became brighter.

The current behavior is also to sit on the lotus platform.

Two identical faces reappeared in the chaos.

This is not unusual.

The Usher Daoist can't wait to stir up the world.

"This identity is poor."

The sooner they have an identity, the safer it will be for them.

The person who received the Dao directly flew away, and the speed was so fast that the phantom produced could not keep up with his movements at all.

He conjured up with the Avenue of Mythology. Lotus petals that can attack opponents.

The colorful feathers of the fallen flowers flew towards it.

(End of chapter)