During the ancient period, the two lich clans competed for hegemony in the wilderness, one clan ruled the sky and the other clan ruled the land.

Due to the dissolution of Pangu's physical body, the large amount of innate aura contained in it had long been stronger than the two lich clans at that time, and there were already countless ancient giant beasts in the wilderness.

The battle of the lich tore the heavens and the earth at every turn, moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, and even the pillars of heaven and earth transformed by the backbone of Pangu were affected and destroyed.

It was this extremely crazy battle to the death, and even the saint had to wait and see from afar, avoiding the edge for the time being.

Back in the day, when Sanqing was not yet sanctified, Kunpeng had a relationship with their peers, and even if the lich was destroyed, no saint dared to really trouble him.

I don't know what evil thoughts Buddhism has committed recently, and he came to find him with great difficulty, and even dispatched three Buddhas and one Bodhisattva.

Kunpeng licked his lips and leaned forward slightly, his abdomen not bulging or rolling in any way, as if he had just swallowed a speck of dust.

"Although Rulai is the leader of the Buddhist sect, he doesn't even have an innate spiritual treasure to protect himself, and the two saints of the West are inevitably too stingy, right?" Kunpeng grinned, the pale golden Buddha light had long been absent from the gap in the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that Duobao Rulai's entire person had been swallowed by him.

His eyes fell on Kong Xuan, and Kunpeng smiled: "Poor Dao has also heard of your name in recent years, and the five-colored divine light in one hand has brushed all things, even the saint's Dharma body has also entered your womb. Patting his shriveled belly, Kunpeng noticed Kong Xuan's mocking gaze, and couldn't help but wonder: "Are you waiting for Duobao to come out of my belly?"

With a wave of the claw, the four wind blades broke through the air, and were erased by the fleeting clear light behind Kong Xuan.

"Are you overestimating Duobao Rulai, or are you underestimating Poor Dao?" The smile on Kunpeng's face was even better, but Kong Xuan's eyes became fierce.

He swallowed Zhun Ti, was broken on his back, and rode all the way to the western sky.

And Kunpeng swallowed Duobao Rulai, but it seemed easy, as if nothing happened.

This is the greatest mockery, the greatest provocation for him.

Ignoring Maitreya's actions of wanting to speak and stopping, Kong Xuan stood indifferently, his robe sleeves bulging, alone in the heaven and earth, and seemed to be hiding all things, with five-colored divine light, Shengke changes, and the sound of wind and thunder bursting out, and the void roaring.

The divine light came out of the body, like a peacock opening the screen, reflecting the entire sky.

Blue, yellow, red, black and white, the power of the five elements forms the feathers in the sky, which is different from the five colors of thousands of years ago, and the current five-color divine light vaguely has a kind of cycle of the five elements restraining each other.

And Mao Yu's main vein is the Five Heavenly Sword Intent, or his divine power has changed from the original prohibition to a pure attack.

Maitreya's narrowed eyes flashed with a look of admiration, Kong Xuan deserved to be Kong Xuan, although he was a Da Luo cultivator, his strength had surpassed that of an ordinary quasi-saint.

Wuchao Zen Master glanced at Kong Xuan deeply, and a touch of horror and murder flashed in his eyes.

Like Kong Xuan, he also participated in the battle of the gods, when he was in the company of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect, and conspired with the Burning Lamp Daoist to murder Zhao Gongming.

And Kong Xuan, who is also a golden immortal, incarnated as the chief soldier of Sanshanguan and resisted the saint with the strength of one person.

At that time, they had the same realm, but their vision and qi were different, and now they were Da Luo Jin Xian, and Kong Xuan was also Da Luo Jin Xian, the realm was the same again, but the strength of the other party had surpassed him.

Maybe in Wuchao's eyes, he can be regarded as 'momentarily bright' with Kong Xuan, but he understands that Kong Xuan's eyes have never paid attention to him.

"Five-Colored Divine Light Doesn't Brush Anything?" Looking at the rising Five-Colored Divine Light, Kunpeng had a contemptuous smile on his face, "In my opinion, that's just it. ”

With a shake of his body, Kunpeng's figure rose from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he had turned into a big fish that covered the sky and the sun, and the fish was named Kun.

Kun, infinite, too, with its huge mouth open, enough to swallow the sky!

As the body appeared, Kunpeng's voice also spread infinitely, like thunder and thunder, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Where the five-colored divine light flickered, the space shattered one by one, and the huge mouth swallowed the breath, even this five-colored divine light could not escape.

In the blink of an eye, the divine light of half of the sky converged, and it poured into the belly of the giant kun without Kong Xuan's control, Kong Xuan only felt that the meridians in his body were open, and the mana around his body was like a dam bursting, and he could no longer control it.

With his Da Luo's cultivation, it is difficult to defeat such consumption, as the mana gradually depletes, Kong Xuan's face also became extremely pale, his teeth were clenched, and the more his breath withered, the more refined the battle intent in Kong Xuan's eyes.

If even the quasi-saint can't be defeated, how can he find the right place to seek revenge?!

Kong Xuan's face was resolute, and when he was about to burn the origin of the divine soul and bring the giant kun into the five-colored divine light, Maitreya, who was still watching the play next to him, couldn't help but take a half step forward, and pushed the five-colored divine light that was struggling in the mouth of the giant kun with one palm.

Unlike Duobao, Maitreya did not practice the Taoist mind, since he was born and apprenticed, he only had Buddha in his life, maybe his strength is not as good as Duobao, maybe his realm is not as good as Kunpeng.

But his belief in the Buddha is the most pure.

As if crushing the mountain just now, as Maitreya's palm stretched out, a thousand-zhang tall Buddha body suddenly appeared, and it actually pushed the giant kun, which was a hundred times larger than him, several zhang away.

The Buddha seal hit Kunpeng's body, and even the fur could not be injured, but it also broke the stalemate between Kong Xuan and Ju Kun.

The giant kun roared angrily, and the tail fin that was enough to cover the entire mountain range burst out, only to hear a loud bang, and the five-colored divine light that had not yet been recovered was shattered, Kong Xuan's lips pursed, and he couldn't help but take three steps back, his already pale face flashed with a red light, and with every step he took, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"King Ming!" Jia Ye hurriedly stepped forward and held down Kong Xuan, whose fighting spirit was rising more and more, and took out all kinds of elixir immortal springs from his arms, recovering with elixirs while healing his injuries with Buddha seals.

In the blink of an eye, there were two fewer of the four most threatening people, and Kunpeng knew that his body was huge and vulnerable to being attacked by others, so after severely invading Kong Xuan, he turned into a human body again.

"Lu Press, aren't you going to make a move?"

Kunpeng, who was already known for his speed, completely ignored the thousand-foot-high Maitreya Dharma Body, and his figure was like a black cloud constantly circulating, and even if Maitreya's moves were exquisite, he could not rub him in the slightest.

Wuchao sighed: "There has been no land pressure in the world for a long time, and today's poor monks are Buddha cultivators Wuchao, not demon clan land pressure." Wu Chao folded his hands together, his face showing compassion, and his sincere tone caused Kunpeng to sneer again and again.

If you do let go, how can you avoid it when you come?

If you really escape into the empty gate and cut off the cause and effect, how can the annoying Qingluan above the clouds come to suppress the formation?

Maitreya frowned and said: "Zen master, this demon is really powerful, I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with it with the strength of this seat alone, please help me." As he spoke, the Qianzhang Dharma Body behind him gradually shrank, and the phantom of the Dharma Body gradually condensed.

Maitreya's expression was straight, and he and the Dharma Body went up head-on, flanking Kunpeng.

Unlike his fat body, when he actually fought Kunpeng, Kunpeng realized that Maitreya's body was far faster than he originally guessed.

On one side, the golden body is condensed by a line of force, and it is injured when touched.

On the one hand, his body was as fast as light and electricity, so that he had no time to be distracted.

Fortunately, the black nest standing far away on the edge of the cliff lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eyes, and he had no intention of interfering at all, otherwise the black nest joined the battlefield, and Kunpeng could only find an opportunity to escape.

The quasi-saint's mana is strong, Maitreya is seeking stability step by step, and the scene of the talent and treasure being swallowed by Kunpeng has already made him vigilant, and he is also cautiously paying attention to Kunpeng's behavior when he is close.

Although he didn't know whether Duobao Rulai was alive or dead, he didn't dare to try it easily because of the feeling of being swallowed in his belly.

.....

Tens of thousands of miles away, Zhou Bai traveled all the way, and in less than half an hour, he flew from the 100,000 Great Mountain to the Flame Mountain, looking down at the raging flames under him, Zhou Bai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since the flame has not been extinguished, it means that he is not late.

His eyes swept over the three people who were resting in the wasteland ten miles away, Jin Cicada and Zhu Bajie Muzha, Zhou Bai did not stop waiting, but flew directly through and towards Cuiyun Mountain.

The sword shadow flows like the wind, and the sword shadow stagnates, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

On the peaks less than three hundred miles away from Cuiyun Mountain, Zhou Bai stopped.

It's not that he changed his mind about helping Kui Niu, but that there is someone in front of him who stands in the way.

There are three people, two men and one woman, and he is naturally familiar with the woman, which is the Guanyin Bodhisattva who has dealt with him several times, although he has never seen the two men next to him, but he also judged the identity of the two from the aura and look of the other party.

"Puxian Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, Guanyin Bodhisattva. Zhou Bai smiled, his eyes swept over the faces of the three people one by one, and finally landed in the empty space, "I heard that there are four great bodhisattvas in Buddhism, although they are not Buddhas, but they have surpassed Buddhas, and now that the three have arrived, has the fourth one come?"

Fuxian clasped his hands together and did not answer Zhou Bai's question, but said with a smile: "Zhou Bai Daoyou Taoist Xuanmy, the poor monk specially came to talk about Buddhism and Taoism with Taoist friends, I don't know if you are willing?"

Zhou Bai looked around, although it was Qingluan Junfeng, he didn't see birds and insects chirping, the surrounding grass and trees seemed to be verdant, but there was no vitality, obviously someone had laid a formation enchantment, waiting for him to enter the urn.

Zhou Bai smiled: "Even if I don't agree, you have to leave me behind, right?" It is really unwise to have one enemy and three enemies, Zhou Bai's expression moved slightly, and he looked at Guanyin, "Cihang Daoyou, I didn't expect you to dare to come to me, is the wound of the broken arm really healed, or is there a fellow disciple who is going to come to seek revenge?"

Guanyin frowned slightly, then regained her composure, and said: "The poor monk is only talking about Buddhism with Taoist friends this time, not seeking revenge. ”

"Is this the kind of monk who doesn't speak?" Zhou Bai sighed, "I'm afraid that only such a hypocritical Buddha sect will take in you equally hypocritical bodhisattvas." ”

"If you want to keep me, then let me see what you are capable of. Zhou Bai spoke softly, as if he was gossiping about 'what to eat today', and he didn't look at the three Da Luo Jin Immortals in front of him at all.

Now that he is staring at only quasi-saints and saints, he is just a big Luo, why keep him?

Half a step back, Zhou Bai turned back slightly, avoiding the flashing light, the streamer was only a line away from the tip of his nose, and the power of the essence convergence gave the streamer sharp penetration, but it also made it free of the spread of mana.

Zhou Bai's gaze moved to the void on the edge of the cliff with the streamer, and this streamer not only failed to sneak attack, but exposed the scope of the formation.

In a trance, another streamer came, and the previous streamer was like a switch, and this streamer was the source of the rain of light in the sky.

After the three bodhisattvas glanced at each other, they nodded silently, and the figure of Fuxian Manjushri flickered, and then disappeared in place, appearing behind Zhou Bai's left and right.

The finger Buddha seal was raised in unison, and the words 'Pure Demon' came out of the mouths of the three people, and the earth and stones under Zhou Bai's feet seemed to have life and faded around, revealing a mysterious Dao Gate formation.

Using the mana of Buddhism to drive the Daomen formation, the combined power of the two is by no means as simple as one plus one.

Just when Zhou Bai's palm reached into his sleeve, Guanyin's eyes shrank, and he said urgently: "Don't let him summon the Zhuxian Sword Array!"

Fuxian Manjushri nodded his head, walked out of the formation with Guanyin, and stepped forward.

When the three of them entered the formation, the supply of the magic circle changed from their own mana to extracting the earth spirit vein, and although the control of the sword rain was not as subtle as when the three people controlled the array, the density was more than twice as large as before.

For many years in the same door, the three of them have already formed a very high tacit understanding, a fist and a kick, a palm and a sword, every move and every style are natural, although there is a trajectory to be found, but there is another person to protect each other, just like the sky net is magnificent and negligent.

However, Zhou Bai once preached the Holy Fruit of the Dao in the 'Returning to the Void World', although the sage's mana could not be brought to the desolate world, but the perception of the Tao and the improvement of the artistic conception were no longer comparable to Da Luo Jinxian.

Regardless of the tacit understanding between the three of them, the offense and defense alternated, but it could only interrupt the timing of Zhou Bai's spell formation.

Perhaps this has found its purpose in their eyes.

But in Zhou Bai's eyes, it was the last resort to lead the three of them into calculations.

The figure swayed slightly, Manjushri saw a flaw in Zhou Bai's left arm, and couldn't help but feel joy, his palm was sealed, and a Buddha mark was pasted on Zhou Bai's shoulder.

Zhou Bai's figure suddenly stopped, and his indifferent eyes also flashed with a hint of horror, Fuxian's face showed joy, followed by Manjushri, and covered Zhou Bai's heart with a palm.

Although Guanyin felt a little wrong, he couldn't hesitate in the battle to the death, seeing that Manjushri Puxian had already made a move, he bit lightly, Guanyin jade held the bottle in his hand, and slammed it down towards Zhou Bailing.

The three of them attacked together, Zhou Bai couldn't avoid it, only heard a soft sound, unlike what the three imagined, Zhou Bai did not fall and fly hard, but the space in front of the three of them shattered together.

The full force has been out, and how can it be taken back in an instant.

Facing the deep and boundless void in front of them, but exuding endless majesty, they crashed into it and disappeared without reining their strength.

The array in the sleeve tumbled out, and without Zhou Bai's move, the pale gray chaotic qi in the sword array alone had already torn apart the outer layer of the 'Pure Magic Array', and even the streamer drizzle in the sky was dissipated in the flow of Hongmeng's sword qi.

With a chuckle on his face, Zhou Bai dusted off his clothes and looked at the luck of Western Buddhism.

One day the fall of three Bodhisattvas, only to see the golden light of the Buddha Gate of the angry bullfighting instantly fell more than one percent, although the luck alone is still the crown of the flood, but also after the fall of an ancient Buddha and three Bodhisattvas, there is a faint sign of instability.