Although the Dao system between the saints tends to be invisible, but the condensed and unpretentious saints are extremely terrifying, although the two of them intentionally stopped, the surge of the surrounding space is real, the space barrier is under the collision of the six pure bamboos and the seven treasure wonderful trees, although there is no earth-shattering momentum, but the space barrier that is almost shattered will not lie.

This is the Holy Dao Sect, firstly, if the two of them open the hand and foot fight, they will not be able to stop it without ten days and half a month, and secondly, if the Holy Dao Sect is destroyed under the battle between the two, I am afraid that Fang Yuan will find the right place to fight hard, and he will not dare to make a move too hard.

"Now it seems that I really lifted a stone to shoot myself in the foot, and the six pure bamboos are afraid that they will fall into your hands forever, but I didn't expect that the death of the peacock was actually exchanged for your mixed yuan Dao fruit!" Zhun Ti was already shocked in his heart.

Fang Yuan revealed the strength of a saint, originally thinking of threatening Fang Yuan to hand over the Chaos Bell and imprison Fang Yuan on the Spirit Mountain, at that time, he was afraid that it would be impossible for Buddhism to flourish or not, although the moment Fang Yuan came back, Zhun Ti came in person, but what he never expected was that Fang Yuan had already achieved the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit.

Heaven and earth were born, and the six saints of the heavens were born, and the hardships of the path of the saints, Zhun Ti naturally knew, but he didn't expect that Fang Yuan would be so "easy" to get the Dao fruit, how could Zhun Ti not be surprised!

Thinking about it like this, Zhun Ti has the intention of retreating, since this is the case, it should be regarded as a temptation, the Chaos Bell is only afraid that it will not be available today, and what Yuan Shi said is really right, and the Chaos Bell is the same as Buddhism.

The integration of Buddhism and Taoism is already the trend of the times, and the increasing intimacy between the two parties is really a good thing for Buddhism, which has not suppressed the luck.

Looking at the Chaos Clock, although there was unwillingness in his heart, Zhun Ti did not dare to make a big move now.

Immediately afterward, Zhun Ti, who had the intention of retreating, showed his saint Dharma body, without the blessing of the Peacock Daming King, only three heads and six arms, each holding a Buddhist weapon, a golden bow, a golden sword, a blessed pestle, and a six-zhang golden body Buddha Guang Dasheng, calling towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan saw that Zhun Ti seemed to be really moving, and he still had the strength to take care of the Holy Dao Sect, and he knew that Zhun Ti was just a strong outsider and was already preparing to flee.

Hongmeng purple qi appeared above his head, and the purple light of his body was sheng, and the Chaos Bell was also hitting Zhun Ti at this moment, and for a while, the five-colored light shone on the heavens, and the Chaos Saint shocked the universe.

The Chaos Bell, which was already undefeated standing above their heads, immediately turned into a killing weapon once it was sacrificed, and the two of them were surrounded by a solemn and gloomy look.

Even if the Zhun Ti in the air came out of the saint's dharma body, he did not have the blessing of the Peacock Ming King, and he had the idea of retreating, and when he saw the Chaos Bell attacking, he instantly thought of running away immediately, but he was still knocked off by the Chaos Bell's three heads and six arms, and the golden bow and golden arrow in his hand also fell.

When the Chaos Clock returned to Fang Yuan's hands, Zhun Ti was ready to break through the space and leave.

At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared in the air, because it was fast, it was pulled into a white match, and it went directly towards the back of Zhun Ti's heart, and Zhun Ti almost fell down, but it was crashed into the space he had broken.

After hitting Na Zhun Ti, the white horse practice gradually disappeared, and finally converged on a white magic weapon, but this white magic weapon looked like a big white steamed bun in detail.

Fang Yuan felt that familiar smell, and there seemed to be a trace of the remnants of pre-weather luck in the magic weapon of the steamed bun, which was exactly the same as the pre-natal luck on Fang Yuan's own body.

Fang Yuan wondered, the innate fortune on his body could not be separated from his body, let alone condensed in the magic weapon, why was this, but how could this steamed bun be so familiar.

At this time, the obscene figure of the second fat in the Holy Dao Sect appeared, and his mouth was even more thoughtful: "I have long known that Zhun Ti will run away when he sees that Fang Yuan has already obtained the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, hehe, I have been preparing steamed buns for him for a long time, and I will fight those who have no luck, even that saint will be hit by me." ”

Only then did everyone in the Holy Dao Sect know that this Bai Lian was two fat, and they were secretly beaten, and they were all overjoyed in their hearts, and at the same time they were shocked that the magic weapon could beat the saint and almost fell down, because they couldn't feel the innate luck contained in it, the people of the Holy Dao Sect were just shocked, but they didn't know the reason.

Fang Yuan stared at Er Fat and put away the steamed buns, using such a magic weapon to sneak attack the saint, it was estimated that only Er Fat could come up with it, Fang Yuan asked Er Fat, "Where did your steamed bread magic weapon come from?"

When the second fat heard that Fang Yuan asked about the origin of the steamed buns, he said that he was in a community, and when he saw the steamed buns being blunt, he threw them downstairs casually, and only then did he remember that he lived on the twentieth floor, only to hear a scream downstairs, and the second fat didn't dare to look at it for a long time.

I don't know what happened to the person who was smashed, but the second fat went downstairs to look for the murder weapon, and finally found the steamed bun, and put it away to remind himself not to owe it in the future, but later after practicing, I found that this steamed bun is not ordinary, far more powerful than the ordinary magic weapon, so after a good sacrifice, it became what it is now.

Fang Yuan looked at the steamed bun in Er Fat's hand and was speechless for a while, feeling that this steamed bun was the culprit who slapped himself downstairs when his luck entered his body, or that this steamed bun slapped the first weather luck into his body, Fang Yuan really looked at the steamed bun in Er Fat's hand helplessly.

If you say it hard, if you can have today, wouldn't it be most of the credit of the two fat steamed buns, Fang Yuan was speechless for a while.

"In the future, I will use your steamed buns to deal with people who have no luck, and it will definitely have a huge effect!" Fang Yuan said helplessly.

"That's nature. The second fat was proud, and he didn't know that the person who was photographed by the steamed bun was in front of him.

"Okay, everyone go back, close the mountain gate, the two saints in the West and my Holy Dao Sect have already torn their skins, and it has become inevitable to turn against the water, everyone be careful, I will go and ask for reinforcements, if there is no strong reinforcement, this time the Holy Dao Sect will inevitably be beaten back to its original form. I'm going!"

After Fang Yuan finished speaking, he also walked towards the Biyou Palace, and the people of the Holy Dao Sect closed the mountain gate tightly, and strictly obeyed the decree of the Fang Yuan Saint.

Zhun Ti fled back to Lingshan in embarrassment, and the moment he entered the space tunnel, he didn't know what was hit, but he felt that the thing was shining with an inexplicable white light, which made his heart palpitate, and his heart was like a heavy blow after just one blow.

"Where did the Holy Dao Sect come from such a powerful magic weapon, that is, in the innate spirit treasure, it can hurt me like this with one blow, it seems that the alliance with the Yuan Shi has become inevitable, I have to hurry back to the Spirit Mountain, discuss this matter, the Chaos Bell must be in the hands of my west, otherwise it will definitely not be able to support this battle of the gods." Zhun Ti hurried the pace of returning to Ling Mountain.

The indescribable bitterness in his heart, the golden immortals who were half a step away from the saint still don't know how many, even if they beheaded the two corpses, and there were also a few people who did not behead their own corpses, why was Fang Yuan preempted the first and proved the mixed yuan Dao fruit.

An immeasurable tribulation can only support the birth of a saint, and this immeasurable tribulation will annihilate in the immeasurable tribulation if everyone has no chance of becoming holy, but I am afraid that this war of the gods will be an unprecedented war.

I'm afraid that it is far from being comparable to last time, Zhun Ti thought in his heart, the countless golden immortals who had been cut off by Fang Yuan from the idea of a saint, suddenly had no hope of peeking into the Heavenly Dao, and the hatred for Fang Yuan in his heart could be imagined.

Fang Yuan and Zhun Ti were respectively in the direction of planning for themselves, one towards Lingshan and the other towards Biyou Palace.

When the list of gods was first established, and the three sects were preparing to establish the Heavenly Court, the interception sect claimed to be a pilgrimage to the Ten Thousand Immortals, and there was absolutely no boasting element in it, so the strong reinforcement that Fang Yuan wanted to invite this time was really strong.

The Guardian Formation is so powerful that no one can break it if it is not a saint, even a saint must weigh it. There are also ten peerless formations, which are feared by golden immortals.

Biyou Palace is the dojo of the Tongtian Sect Master, and now it has been taught the lesson of the last god list, and the Tongtian Sect Master will call all the elite disciples to the Biyou Palace and be supervised by him, so for the time being, he is still outside the whirlpool of the battle of the gods, as if he is sitting on the throne and reaping profits.

But the Tongtian Sect Master knew that if there was no innate treasure, it would not work after all.

The purple haze in the Biyou Palace is almost essentially condensed into a cloud, the sun and the moon rise in the Biyou Palace at the same time and spit out the auspicious light of yin and yang, and the countless old cypresses in the smoke and clouds appear to be unusually green, and the sun and moon are high above, and the mountain wind is the same color of the sky; the auspicious flowers are crimson and verdant, and the strange fragrance is tangy, reflecting the fragrance of Ruixia and the peach and apricots.

The brilliance of the saint is flying, the purple mist fills the Biyou Palace, with the fragrance of smoke and clouds, spitting out the fragrance, the various colors of fairy peach and fairy fruit on the tree, each one is like a golden pill, the green poplars and green willows, the strips are like jade lines.

The yellow crane is singing, the green luan is dancing, the red dust is extinct, the fairies are coming and going, and the Biyou Palace where countless people are located is really very lively.

Let's say that Fang Yuan was outside the gate of Biyou Palace, and he saw three fairies from a distance, all of them were dressed in three-color costumes, all of them staring at Fang Yuan, an outsider.

"People come to stop, come to Biyou Palace must also be an immortal family, this is an extraordinary period, Biyou Palace does not welcome guests, leave quickly, do not suffer from unwarranted disasters. The woman in blue had round apricot eyes, showing a fiery temper.

This sect is all about people with temperaments, and it's really interesting, Fang Yuanle thought: "The one who wants to open his mouth must be Bixiao! Poor Dao is the Holy Dao Sect Sect Master Fang Yuan asked to see your master, I don't know if I can report it?"

Hearing Fang Yuan, San Xiao all showed puzzled expressions, but Bi Xiao spoke again: "Your Holy Dao Sect is already in the midst of the conflict between the two sects, and Biyou Palace is no longer the Biyou Palace that will come out after being provoked back then, you go back!"

Seeing Fang Yuan shaking his head, Fang Yuan would see the heavens no matter if he was stopped by anyone this time.

Seeing that the people who came did not leave, Bi Xiao, who had the hottest temper among the three heavens, was obviously already a little angry, and even sacrificed the mixed yuan golden bucket in his hand that even the saints were afraid of.

Being able to name it with the word mixed element is enough to show that this magic weapon is not ordinary.

Fang Yuan was helpless, so he had to prepare to make a move, but he didn't expect Sanxiao to show his magic weapon without saying a word, obviously it was the last battle of the gods that suffered greatly.

"Stop!" At this moment, when the saber was rattling, an extremely thick voice came.