The risk of killing the eightfold saint is too great, it is not worth it at all, let alone the ninefold saint, only the sevenfold saint, Lu Zheng can resist and kill with his powerful strength.

This doesn't seem to be very remarkable, but you must know that the essence of the demon is stronger than that of a human monk, and a sevenfold demon of a saint is equivalent to a human monk of the eightfold saint, which shows the strength of Lu Zheng!

Just when Lu Zheng was searching for traces of demons everywhere and preparing to kill them one by one, far away from the endless space, in the ancient Ten Thousand Buddha Caves, the Endless Relic Pagoda began to roar, emitting a warm Buddha light, and fell on the person in the center.

This figure is wearing a light blue monk's robe, a bald head, and looks solemn.

As these energies converged into his body, his strength was also constantly improving, from the Immortal King to the Saint, and then to the next level, in just a few breaths, he had already been promoted from the first saint to the ninth saint.

Slowly opening his eyes, Shakyamuni looked at everything around him, and all kinds of mystical scriptures rose and fell in his heart, changing and changing.

His eyes are cold and compassionate, and the killing is full of pity, giving people a sense of contradiction, that is, this feeling, which makes people feel that he is mysterious and dangerous, wanting to approach, but afraid of being hurt.

"If you come to the palm of God, the fallen monk king...... I can't imagine that there is such a past here, the fallen monk king, who made him get to this point?" Shakyamuni muttered to himself, but he couldn't hear what he was talking about.

What kind of fallen monk king, Rulai Divine Palm, looking at his appearance, it seems that he has mastered the supreme supreme Dharma of the Buddha clan 'Rulai Divine Palm'!

With a shock to his body, all the surrounding stupas were shattered in an instant, and Shakyamuni clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha." ”

His eyes looked at everything around him, all the void, all the existence and absence, all the changes, all flowing in his heart, and the barrier between billions of worlds was nothing in his eyes.

This is the power of the Buddha race, what the Buddha is best at, is the art of the world, the understanding of various worlds, far more than ordinary people, at this moment Shakyamuni just a little bit of it, it gives people an extremely shocking feeling.

"I don't know how my father is now, where is he?" Shakyamuni looked at the void in the distance, and finally stepped out, thousands of great worlds were condensed under his feet, and he was surpassed by one step, just a few steps, he had already come to the Buddha realm.

It's just that the current Buddha realm has been shattered, and most of the demon masters have died, leaving only some remaining monks to survive.

It's terrifying, who destroyed the Buddha realm? Without any warning, a mighty universe was shattered!

Faced with such a situation, Shakyamuni had no joy or sorrow in his heart, he was created by Lu Zheng, and it had nothing to do with the Buddha Realm, even if the Buddha Realm disappeared completely, he didn't care, the purpose of his coming to the Buddha Realm was just to find Lu Zheng.

However, he was disappointed, not to mention Lu Zheng, even the Gazing Holy Buddha and so on, he didn't find it, everything here was strange to him, and it was an incompatible world.

Although he knew that in this kind of troubled world, as long as he showed some strength a little and turned the tide, he would easily gain a large number of believers, and his cultivation would have to go further when the time came.

It's a pity that he doesn't have this plan now, he ...... I just want to find Lu Zheng.

is looking for Lu Zheng, and there is also a figure advancing in a misty void, this is exactly the demon Chen Qinyao who followed Wang Zizi to practice at the beginning, and now Chen Qinyao is already in the realm of the triple saint, and the speed of progress is so fast, even Wang Zizai has been left behind by her.

However, Wang Zizai was not angry because of this, but was full of pride and pride, because Chen Qinyao practiced his Fa, Chen Qinyao broke through to the Triple Sage, and he was even happier than Chen Qinyao himself, which meant that his path was clear.

"Master, where did you say Lu Zheng is now? We have searched for several large universes, but there is no trace of him, where was he teleported to in the first place?" Chen Qinyao looked at Wang Zizi a little helplessly.

Today's Wang is at ease, but he is a little hangy, his clothes are very sloppy, and he still has a wine jug in his hand, and he pours a sip of wine into his mouth from time to time.

"I don't know where that stinky boy went, across the chaotic ocean between the big universes, no matter how powerful his cultivation is, it is impossible to feel the breath of an ordinary creature in another big universe, you still don't pay attention to Lu Zheng, I helped you find a universe, practice in that universe, or in a few years, you can break through again, and when your realm improves, it is not easy to find Lu Zheng again. Wang Zizai said indifferently.

Although Lu Zheng is also his disciple, he only remembers a name, at most he can only be regarded as a registered disciple, while Chen Qinyao is his personal disciple, a proud protégé, which one is more important, a fool can tell clearly.

Sometimes, Wang Zizai even hopes that Chen Qinyao will completely cut off contact with Lu Zheng, and never see Lu Zheng, cultivation is the most important thing for a monk, what does it look like to think about it all day long?

"I think you just don't want me to find Lu Zheng, you old stubborn, why do you do this. Although Chen Qinyao's strength is higher than Wang Zizai's, he is not disrespectful to Wang Zizai.

Wang Zizai laughed, not caring about his image, and said: "Yes, I just don't want you to see him, now the tide of chaos is coming, if you don't become an emperor, it's a dead end, your only choice now is to practice hard, not those things that love and love." ”

Chen Qinyao's face turned red, and he said angrily: "You are not ashamed, what kind of love and love? I just haven't seen Lu Zheng for a long time, and I'm just a little worried about him, we are pure friendship, and there is no other ingredient." ”

Wang Zizai looked at Chen Qinyao playfully, nodded, and said, "I know that your friendship is very 'pure'. ”

When he spoke, he deliberately lengthened the word purity, and Chen Qinyao gritted his silver teeth angrily.

"Okay, don't be angry, what are your thoughts, can you be a teacher can still know? I'm a person from the past, I understand a lot about the thoughts of you young people, you don't have to rush at this time, sometimes feelings are very important, but first of all, you have to be able to live, to live as long as him. Wang Zizai persuaded him.

(End of chapter)