The Sanxiao sisters watched their master and the two saints of the West stalemate in mid-air, and quickly took out a few elixirs from their arms, ate them, and flew to Zhang Zilong's side when the injury improved slightly.

"Master~" Bi Xiao pulled the corner of Zhang Zilong's clothes and looked at him with a face full of grievances, there is a big posture that if you don't avenge me, I won't follow.

Zhang Zilong secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart, and the cold on his face was even stronger: "Ah rice tofu, look, what has my Bixiao been bullied by your junior brother!" Bixiao next to him was very cooperative with another mouthful of blood, and his face was even more pitiful, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao hurriedly vomited when they saw this, looking like three seriously injured and dying people.

Amitabha Buddha's face drooped, and his wrinkled old face was about to come out of the water: "The Holy Emperor is trying to force the old man to death..."

Zhang Zilong rolled his eyes, forcing you to death, if you force you, you can die, and now you need to be so troublesome?

"Come on, don't say it's useless, see the real chapter under your hands, Zhun Ti, if you are still a saint, you will go to the chaos with this seat to fight for three thousand rounds!"

Even if Zhun Ti is shameless, he is also a dignified person (Khan, really?), he was ridiculed by Zhang Zilong many times, and he couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay! The poor monk will let you see my Buddhism **!" Before the words fell, he rolled up his sleeves. Unexpectedly, Amitabha Buddha stopped him.

"Senior brother is at fault, senior brother will lead on your behalf, Your Majesty, why don't you let the old man teach you the means?" Amitabha Buddha clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name to Zhang Zilong.

Looking at this old monk again, although he still has a bitter gourd face, his cloudy eyes reveal a trace of essence from time to time, all of which show his terrifying cultivation!

Zhang Zilong smiled weirdly: "If you make a move on rice tofu, the compensation will be doubled." ”

I thought that this would scare off the Amitabha Buddha, but the old monk smiled and shook his head nonchalantly: "The old man used this newly ripened hundred merit lotus seeds as a bet, and how about cultivating with the Holy Emperor?"

Zhang Zilong looked at the hundred lotus seeds in Amitabha's hand, and the golden light of each one was dazzling, although it could not be like the innate spirit treasures born and raised in other heavens and earths, which could behead corpses and preach the Tao, but with the defensive function of the golden lotus in the Three Realms, it was enough to make him red.

As for Sanxiao... Zhang Zilong didn't need to look back, he knew what kind of virtue they were now, it was nothing more than a green light in his eyes, if the person holding the lotus seed was not Amitabha, it was estimated that they would be able to jump on it directly and rob it.

"Ahem!" Shame on you! I don't know, I still think that I am a saint, how I have treated myself as a vain.

"Since the Buddha has this courage, this seat can't retreat, so let's see you in the chaos!"

"You three girls, don't stare at other people's lotus seeds! Shame, shame! Pay attention to the image of a lady, okay? How can you marry someone in the future? Forget it... For the sake of the teacher, I will rob you of the dowry, and you should stay there and don't move. At the same time, the Sanxiao sisters all received Zhang Zilong's transmission, listening to the somewhat crazy tone, Yunxiao lowered her head very shyly, Qiongxiao also rolled her eyes with a red face, as for Bixiao... This girl didn't have any shy consciousness at all, but cut it with disdain, as if she was staring at other people's magic weapons and drooling, which is a normal thing... Amitabha Buddha saw that Zhang Zilong left first, and turned his head to look at Zhun Ti: "Senior brother, go with me, so that you can see the difference between the saint who preaches the Tao with his strength and us." After that, the Buddha's light flashed on his body and disappeared.

Zhun Ti glared at Sanxiao hatefully, but he didn't dare to make another move, but what he thought in his heart was: Wait a while, my senior brother will defeat the jade dragon child, and the poor monk will come back to settle accounts with the three of you!

Zhang Zilong came to the chaos, and the saint after the enlightenment, walking in the chaos, the chaotic qi was as if he had seen a natural enemy, and he avoided it one after another, no longer like before the righteous path, if he wanted to speed up in the chaos or something, he had to rely on square inches to open up the space and crush the chaotic qi.

While he was still admiring the gray world, two Buddha lights quickly approached, and after the light dissipated, Zhang Zilong saw the two saints in the west.

Zhang Zilong held the god-killing spear in his hand, bursts of innate evil qi surrounded the body of the spear, and the square inch of divine wings behind him were all stretched, and the cold aura permeated the chaotic space.

Amitabha Buddha glanced at Zhang Zilong lightly, the infinite Buddha light lit up under his feet, and a simple and elegant twelve-grade merit golden lotus appeared at his feet, and bursts of Sanskrit sound penetrated the chaos, like a sun, illuminating this gray world brightly and abnormally.

At this moment, not only Zhun Ti, but even the Heavenly Saints who stayed in their respective worlds also opened their eyes wide, staring at this area, there was no way, to prove the Tao with their strength! After Zhang Zilong became a saint, he had not fought against other saints, and they only guessed that Zhang Zilong was an eighth-layer Heavenly Dao Law level saint based on the description of Hongjun Dao Ancestor back then, but in fact, whether it was weak or strong, no one knew.

Now with the top existence among the saints, Amitabha Buddha came to try Zhang Zilong's methods.

Nuwa Niangniang in the splendid sky was even more excited, seeing Xiao Qingluan and Caiyun confused for a while, how could the affairs of His Majesty the Holy Emperor make Niangniang more and more worried... It's weird, it's weird!

But I didn't know that Nuwa was muttering in her heart: If this guy is not the eight-layer rule, it means that my woman will still have the opportunity to bully him in the future, if it really reaches the eight-layer law... Then I guess he will be the only one who will bully me in the future!"No! Amitabha, you have to cheer for my aunt and grandmother! Beat that stinky boy down!"

Thinking of the end, Nuwa unconsciously roared, and this sound directly passed through the splendid sky and reached the ears of Zhang Zilong and Amitabha Buddha, and also made the other saints hear it clearly.

In an instant, Zhang Zilong and Amitabha Buddha both had an urge to be dizzy, one was because they were disgusted by Nuwa's guy, and the other was because they had an extra aunt... As soon as Nuwa spoke, she realized that something was wrong, and a pair of white hands violently covered her cherry lips, and it took a while to put it down leisurely, and she stuck out her tongue. Maybe she didn't find it herself, but Qingluan and Caiyun saw it clearly, since His Majesty the Holy Emperor came to the Splendid Heaven, the mother has become more and more... More and more like a mortal woman!

It's a pity that these two girls have followed Nuwa since they were born, and they don't understand the subtle feelings between men and women at all, so they can only be full of confused thoughts at this moment.

Fortunately, neither side of the opposing side had time to pay attention to Nuwa, and this matter was ignored by them. Only Tongtian, every time I see Amitabha Buddha in the future, I will ask him with a strange smile: "How is your aunt and grandmother?"

This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Let's say that Amitabha Buddha sacrificed the twelve meritorious golden lotus, and then took out his magic weapon blessing pestle, and there was a green lotus treasure color flag above his head, and he was holding a fully armed appearance, and Zhang Zilong was very entangled when he saw it.

This thing is taking its own route a long time ago? Look at this defensive suit, I don't know how much more advanced than my original Futu Golden Pagoda, the twelve meritorious golden lotus, with the Qinglian treasure color flag... No way!

Zhang Zilong felt that even if he held the full version of the god-killing spear, he might not be able to break these two layers of defense, not to mention that the god-killing spear now only has the grade of a top-level innate spirit treasure..."I said, Buddha master, do you Westerners like to be turtles?" Zhang Zilong asked gloomily.

Amitabha Buddha was not angry, and said very calmly: "If you can't beat it, the old man can prevent it... At least a tie!"

Zhang Zilong pursed his lips and secretly took a sip, this thing was even more shameless than that Zhun Ti, so he didn't say much, he picked up the god-killing spear, and then cast the law phase heaven and earth, and the square inch divine wings behind the 100,000-zhang tall giant turned into countless feathers, reassembled, and became the appearance of a suit of armor!

This is a new function discovered by Zhang Zilong after becoming a saint, in addition to being able to increase his speed in normal times and being able to make an attack weapon in battle, he can also turn into armor later, and his defensive power is not lower than that of the twelve-grade golden lotus.

"The Emperor's Seven Peerless Spears - King's Landing!" Xu felt Amitabha's calculations, and if he wanted to be undefeated, he would veto the previous agreement, and Zhang Zilong didn't bother to use other means, and it was his strongest move to come up.

Because the place where the two fought was chaos, Zhang Zilong did not have the kind of heavenly restrictions on himself, his mana ran to the fastest, and he incarnated into the law phase heaven and earth, the huge figure of 100,000 zhang high was like a mountain, and the god-killing spear was concerned by Zhang Zilong's saint-level Xuangong Immortal Law, and he fought happily, as if he was venting his depression for countless years, and his body was so full of evil that he almost dyed the chaos black.

The armor formed by Fang Cun absorbed all the Buddha light close to Zhang Zilong, and Amitabha Buddha waved the blessing pestle again and again, and the attack methods in the Buddhist Sect Mystic Law were used by him to the fullest, but he could not break through Fang Cun's defense.

Amitabha Buddha was not anxious when he saw this, and calmly withdrew his attack, because he couldn't break Zhang Zilong's defense, and Zhang Zilong couldn't break his magic weapon.

Zhang Zilong, who roared over, was completely integrated into the god-killing spear, and his mana was even more invincible to infuse into it, anyway, the saint's mana was boundless, and it could be recovered in an instant when it was used up.

I saw the god-killing spear carrying all the mana of Zhang Zilong, attacking Amitabha Buddha with a mysterious weirdness, looking at the approaching spear, Amitabha Buddha seemed to see a overlord emperor who reigned over the world, knowing that this was the idea contained in the marksmanship, Amitabha Buddha guarded his mind and urged the twelve golden lotus and the green lotus treasure color flag with all his might.

"Ding!"

The tip of the god-killing spear finally came into contact with Amitabha, there was no deafening explosion, no boundless gunsmoke, just the god-killing spear that suddenly became ordinary, and the two talisman magic weapons that rippled layer by layer.

(To be continued)