|.| His eyes kept flickering.Wang Yuan lowered his head and looked at the two magic weapons that were exactly the same.He was silent for a long time.He was really shocked.

"Master, there really is such a thing in the world, why is this well so good to survive today?" Wang Yuan asked in a trembling voice.

"Amitabha, the Heavenly Dao is magnificent, all beings in the Six Realms are ants, unless they reach the Buddha's realm, transcend the Six Realms, and are not controlled by the Heavenly Dao. The old monk said with his hands folded.

Wang Yuan was stunned: "I."

The illusions around them kept appearing.The disciples of the Eighteen Mahayana Sects had already begun to slaughter the Buddha cultivators of the Huasheng Temple.Blood was spilled in the sky.They got the opportunity they wanted.Everyone was holding the Buddha relics in their hands.Holding the magic weapon.

The old monk sighed, and then waved his hand, and suddenly a loud shout rang out from the Huasheng Temple, and a famous Buddhist monk appeared, killing dozens of people in the blink of an eye.

"He Fangxiao is small, dare to come to the Huasheng Temple to make a time." A monk glared at him, picked up his baguette and continued to rush over.

The disciples of the Eighteen Mahayana Sects are fighting with illusions.The Avatar Temple is one of the nine ancient sects.Its strength and foundation are strong.Every Buddha cultivator has boundless Dharma.Soon he repelled them.And captured some monks alive.

Wang Yuan also saw Ye Gaofeng's figure, but when he saw Ye Gaofeng sacrifice the compass, he immediately flew into the sky and fled.

It is impossible for the old monk to kill all the Buddha cultivators in these illusions, so he uses his magical powers to derive some powerful Buddha cultivators to appear and defeat them.

Suddenly, Wang Yuan saw the old woman from the crowd, his eyes immediately turned cold, and he said to the old monk, "Master, let me show up."

The old monk just swept Wang Yuan's expression, knew what Wang Yuan was thinking at this moment, and shook his head helplessly: "The bloody ...... in your hands Alas, well, it's up to you, old man."

The old monk wanted to persuade Wang Yuan, but Wang Yuan's gaze was so stubborn. The old monk seemed to see how helpless he was when he realized his enlightenment.

Wang Yuan didn't say a word, his face began to change, the appearance of the deity appeared, the heaven-seizing mudra was sacrificed, and a palm slapped at the old woman.

The power of the Great Mudra is unpredictable, although it is used in the late Yuan Infant period, but this palm can definitely easily kill any monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

Rumble.

This palm carried the power of the four sources of the same body, as if the sky had fallen, and brought up a huge wave of qi, whistling from above.

The old woman immediately sensed the coercion in the sky, and her face changed drastically. This palm came so fast that she didn't see the person who cast the spell.

The crow quacked a few times, and its body shook, and immediately more than a dozen black feathers fell off its body and stood in front of it.

"Boom, boom."

The huge palm collided with the seemingly fluttering crow feathers, driving the spread of air waves in all directions, and a large crater immediately burst out of the ground.

"Who's attacking the old woman?" The old woman screamed, and flew out of the crater in mid-air, but her whole body flashed up and down, and there was a clattering sound, as if she had just sacrificed some means to save her life.

Wang Yuan's figure appeared, and he glanced at the old woman. Oh, he didn't die."

The old woman saw that it was Wang Yuan, her face changed again, she knew Wang Yuan's strength, and she killed a disciple of Youyumen with one blow, and seriously injured her.

"You dare to kill me." The old woman shouted angrily, but her voice trembled a little, she had no means to save her life, and in Wang Yuan's hands, her chances of escaping were slim.

Therefore, the old woman can only threaten Wang Yuan, and wants Wang Yuan to read the channel affection, and it is not too late to go back and settle the account.

But who is Wang Yuan? Don't say that revenge is not overnight, but it will be avenged. This old woman has a lot of words, let Wang Yuan write it down, and at this time, if you have this opportunity, you can directly take her life.

Suddenly, ten thousand swords returned to the sect in Wang Yuan's hand, and one green flying sword first formed a sword array, and then after a while, ten thousand swords were united, and a huge green fairy sword was held in his hand, with the size of dozens of zhang.

At the same time, with the help of the skeleton of the devil's clone, the Dao Source Intention was cast, and the golden source of the most yang and the strongest turned into golden threads, and in the blink of an eye, the green sword was wrapped.

The sword shook, and the space around him fluctuated faintly, and the hidden old monk's dim eyes lit up, sweeping towards Wang Yuan's eyebrows.

Feel the sharpness of this sword.The old woman's teeth clucked.

"Do you think that the old woman is afraid of you, and since you don't want the old woman to go today, the old woman will also pull you on your back." 'Divine Magic'."

Suddenly, the crow in front of her collapsed, and the thousands of feathers did not scatter, but turned into a set of battle armor and draped on the old woman. The old woman sneered, holding a feather in her hand, and with a slight stroke, a strong wind swept out, and there was a black lightning bolt in it, breaking through the air, and rushing towards Wang Yuan at a very fast speed.

Wang Yuan's body did not retreat.The huge immortal sword was just a brutal slash.Slash on top of the black lightning.Within a radius of several miles near the Eclipse Moon Well.The ground sank.The huge explosion rose steeply.The earth-shattering rumbling sound.Echoed wildly.

It's just that the crescent well is undisturbed, and it's the only real thing here, except for the old monk's courtyard.

The earth stirs up wind and sand, fills the sky, and in the midst of this wind and sand, I see a flash of black light, and the old woman is intact and wears the battle armor and flies out. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the battle armor, as if she was very satisfied.

"Wang Yuan, you can't kill me, the old woman can leave at will, this is more than the enemy today, and the future is long, you just wait." After the old woman finished speaking, she didn't love fighting, and immediately turned around and galloped away.

Wang Yuan is scheming like a ghost, how could he not know that this old woman must have some restrictions on casting this magical spell.

How could Wang Yuan do what she wanted.

"Where to run." Wang Yuan let out a low snort, threw it in his hand, and slammed it, a purple chariot roared from the ancient battlefield, and the cold light flashed, and the three bloodthirsty spears on it shook, and the piercing friction sound resounded for thousands of miles, turning into three black dragons and stabbing at the old woman fiercely.

The three black dragons roared like wolves.

The old woman only felt like a needle in her back, and the original spirit was stinging.

The black rainbow drowned her, and a brilliant black firework exploded in the air.

Kill the old woman in one fell swoop.Three black dragons meandered in the air.From time to time, they roared a long roar.The sound shook the sky.There was a thick evil aura in his eyes.Purple river car, such a magic weapon, Wang Yuan had not yet fully controlled.His face was a little pale.He was struggling with these three beasts.

Hurriedly played the trick of controlling the purple river chariot, slapped on the dragon head of the chariot, and suddenly the light flashed, and the three black dragons slowly turned into three bloodthirsty spears, flew back, and buckled, waiting for the next appearance.

Wang Yuan exhaled lightly, and looked around lightly.The terrain of this place has changed.The Buddha cultivators in the illusion have been affected.There is no one anymore.Only the moon eclipse well exists.

At this time, the old monk also called Wang Yuan back in a timely manner, and said the Buddha's name: "If the old monk is not mistaken, in addition to being a reverse cultivator, there are four kinds of Dao sources, I don't know if it's right."

Wang Yuan's eyes widened, if it was ice, fire, thunder and gold, these four Dao sources were seen by the old monster, it was still possible, but the thoughts of life and death had already fallen silent, but the old monk said a word, how could this not surprise him.

If the other old monsters said this, Wang Yuan would definitely choose to flee, but he had the life-saving treasure that Du Tu gave him.

It was just from the old monk's mouth that although Wang Yuan was worried, this worry was small enough to affect him.

"That's exactly what the master said." Wang Yuan opened his mouth and admitted.

The old monk smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "Although my Buddha is compassionate, he has not crossed all sentient beings.

Wang Yuan has also heard this sentence, whether it is the monks of that realm, the ideas they cultivate are all Tao, and the Buddha and the Tao are the same.

"So, the old man was confused, and the Buddha didn't do it, let's do it, is that fair?" The old monk shook his head.

When Wang Yuan heard this, his eyes flashed, and he said the word fairness to the way of heaven. This is not ......

"Because of these thoughts, the old man has become a rebellious cultivator, Amitabha, good, good." The old monk folded his hands and looked at the sky again this time, with a strong sense of rebellion in his eyes.

Reverse cultivation, Buddhism reverse cultivation...

"Master." Wang Yuan was shocked and said, This is really unexpected, he actually met a surviving reverse cultivator.

Reverse cultivation is already rare, and when the cultivation is weak, it is detected by the Heavenly Dao, and then killed, so there are even fewer reverse cultivations that can survive.

And the reverse cultivation of cultivating to the realm of Wang Yuan unharmed is extremely rare, and in this era of walking with the sky, it is a wonder.

Today, he met a surviving cultivator, and he also belonged to the pure Buddha cultivation, and his cultivation was even more attained in the realm of transformation, and he was in the realm of ascending day by day.

A series of surprises made Wang Yuan speechless, and when he looked at the old monk at this moment, he felt a sense of sympathy.

People who dare to fight against the heavens, people who dare to point at the heavens and scold, people who dare to ask the heavens what is fair, this is the reverse cultivation, fighting with the heavens, fighting for a glimmer of life, born with an unpredictable fate, jumping out of the control of the heavens, holding life and death, and stepping on reincarnation.

The old monk's words were amazing, and he revealed his identity, which was also the reason why he could see that Wang Yuan was a reverse cultivator.