This roar from the far sky was like a thunderbolt that shook the sky, stirring the turbid water of the Yellow River and instantly roaring to the sky. Maitreya and the three thousand Buddhas felt their eardrums tingle and bleeding from their mouths and noses.

"Phew!"

Seeing the tragic situation of Maitreya and the others, Teng Snake immediately gasped. The half-pinched seal in his hand also stopped, and he stared at the direction from which the voice came from in a daze, and at the same time muttered to himself in his heart: "Damn, what happened to the demon clan to be such a fierce man!"

In fact, don't talk about them, even Taiyi, who has been hiding in Xiaobei Ming and controlling the whole incident remotely, doesn't know who this thing is.

"Whoosh!"

After a moment, a slightly bloated figure rushed towards him with the earthy yellow blood qi in the sky, almost to the extreme.

Not far away, the three thousand Buddhas who had just been injured by Fang Cai's roar were all terrified. At the same time, it is very wise and shameless to choose to go backwards as soon as possible, as far as possible to escape.

Because the people who came were simply terrifying, the earthy yellow blood was like a tide, with the momentum of the reversible sky, overwhelming the sky, submerging the space within a radius of thousands of miles, surging like an ocean.

"Lead, eat the punch of the Demon King!" A long roar, the bloated figure came in an instant, and even Kunpeng would feel shocked when he saw it.

"Boom"

Above the firmament, a giant foot completely wrapped in the law of earth shattered the void at once, like a fly, and kicked towards the face full of sorrow

The face of the guide changed wildly, and before he even had time to dodge, he was put in the face by the giant foot, and his entire body flew up. Directly smashed into the distant mountains.

"Huh?"

Everyone's eyes bulged out, and at the same time, there was a chill in their hearts. The heart said that this person is not particular, and he clearly said "eat the punch of the demon king", but when he really made a move, he kicked his foot. I've seen shameless, but I've never seen this thing so shameless.

Feeling the surging breath of the visitor, Teng Snake swallowed his saliva with difficulty, hesitated to salute it, and said, "This Taoist friend, thank you for saving your life?

The person who came smiled, and the fat face was all tangled. Mung Bean's big eyes completely narrowed into a slit: "The name of this demon king is Zhu Twelve." It's the patriarch of the primeval heavenly pig clan!"

In fact, where is this guy Zhu Twelve, it is the Hai pig who just came from the East Pole Plain. It's just that at this moment, Hai Zhu's divine consciousness has completely shrunk into the Yuan Divine Consciousness Sea, and now the one who controls this physical body is Li Qingming himself!

"Huh?" the snake looked the avatar up and down for a long time. I really remembered the Heavenly Pig clan in my mind.

"Bang!"

Right now. There was a bang in the distant mountains. The golden Buddha power is surging. Riding the waves, it is coming in an instant.

"Who are you?" the dignified saint was kicked away by a nobody. At this time, his heart was furious, and there was no trace of sorrow on his face.

"Shut up!" Li Qingming smiled coldly, and the earthy yellow blood qi around his body washed away again, and it looked vast from afar, submerging this place like the sea. He flicked his right hand directly, and a slap came down.

The clay figure still has three points of fire, let alone the introduction of this dignified saint?

"Look for death!" A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and a golden brilliance suddenly rose behind him. Then I saw a golden lotus illusion rising on its back, the branches were like dragons, stretching in all directions, the leaves were green and dripping, and the lotus petals were faintly fluctuating with the avenue.

"When ......"

Above the illusion of the golden lotus, the Brahma bell is leisurely, coming from dozens of miles away, deafening, making people feel like thunder, and their souls tremble.

"Bang!"

Jin Lian poked out the branches and leaves, blocking under Li Qingming's palm, and the golden Sanskrit sound penetrated through his heart, instantly collapsing the fat palm.

"Nima, I don't believe that I can't break an illusion of you!" Li Qingming was furious, just an illusion is like blocking his attack? It's just a joke!

However, the moment he took the first step, the aura of the heavens and the earth immediately surged, and the golden lotus flower became even more gorgeous. It seems that there are countless Buddhas who are exerting coercion on Li Qingming.

Controlling the body of Hai Zhu, Li Qingming's eyes lit up, but the movements in his hands were non-stop, one by one the earthy yellow palm prints kept waving, and the giant feet full of the power of the law of Wu Tu trampled down again and again.

The golden lotus is swaying, and the giant bell is in the sky. Pieces of green lotus leaves fell off from the golden lotus on their own, and when they met the sound of Zhong Qi, they turned into a demon-subduing Arhat, holding a golden Buddha pestle and pressing it towards him.

Li Qingming snorted lightly, forcibly turning the space within an inch of the surrounding area into the Earth Domain, no matter how strong the heavens and ten thousand laws were, it was destined not to be close to Li Qingming.

There was a loud "boom", the palm print collided with the arhat, and the huge mana fluctuation directly shattered the sky. A palm print corresponds to an arhat, and both are annihilated at the same time, leaving no trace.

Whether it was the three thousand Buddhas not far away, or the four directions shili who squinted and paid attention to this station, they were all dumbfounded.

What is the situation, how did another saint come out of nowhere? When will the saints on the land of China be able to produce them?

The Little North Underworld, the Sun Palace.

"Demon Master, do you know the origin of this Taoist who calls himself Zhu Twelve?" Taiyi pinched his eyebrows, as if he was very upset.

Looking at the Taoist in the water mirror, Kunpeng pondered for a long time and said, "Bixia, the Tianzhu clan he said in his mouth, the poor Dao has heard a little. But in the primeval times, the three tribes were chaotic, and the flood and desolation were all kinds of tribes competing for hegemony. It is rumored that the pig clan was destroyed in the hands of the phoenix clan that day. How could their patriarch still be alive?"

It's too tangled now, because it's not just the so-called Zhu Twelve. In the twelve long rivers of the Dragon Palace in the inland of China, almost all of them have a strange figure, and they are terrifying.

It's just that unlike this Zhu Twelve, although those Taoists are consciously fighting against those Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, they are all obviously on the side of the human race, fighting against the demon spirits who set off the flood.

If you don't figure out their specific origins, then the demon clan will have a lot of fun!

East Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Palace.

"Big brother, these old demons don't seem to have ever appeared on the land of Huaxia, is it possible to say that this time?" Tongtian looked at Zhu Twelve in the water mirror, and said: "Also, how does this guy look familiar? Even the breath on his body is quite familiar, what the hell is going on?"

Lao Tzu didn't answer Tongtian, but stared at Li Qingming, who was a little distracted, with deep meaning, and said, "There are some things that it is better to know than not to know!"

"Huh?" Li Qingming, who was distracted from fighting with the lead, shuddered excitedly, and said in his heart: "In the end, it is the first saint under Hongjun! ”

Mount Meru in the West, Great Leiyin Temple.

The Xuanhu sitting under the ancient Bodhi tree was practicing with his eyes closed, and the bright flowers fell on his body, making him look quiet and detached.

But at this moment, there was a sudden palpitation in Xuanhu's heart, and he pondered in his heart for a long time, and he intuitively felt that some things were going to happen in Buddhism, but because of the chaos of heaven, there was nothing to count at all, and there was no way to check.

This also blames him for his unlucky Xuanhu, and the saints of the people are all observing the situation in the Huaxia Continent. You Xuanhu is good, always making an indifferent look, as if you are in your chest. You are not unlucky, who is unlucky.

The words are divided into two ends, let's take a look at the battle of the Yellow River at this moment.

"Boom!"

He still sat under the illusion of the golden lotus with a sad face, and every time an arhat was annihilated by the white palm, his face would turn white.

Suddenly, Li Qingming pulled out a nail rake from the storage space. I saw that this nail rake was black all over, the handle was eight feet long, the nine-toothed jade hanging teeth were fixed on the handle, and there were double-ring gold pendant leaves on both sides of the nine teeth.

Li Qingming threw out the rake, dancing impermeable, and the sharp nine teeth directly cut through the void, making a "whoosh" sound. Every time a rake is thrown out, an Arhat will always be torn to pieces.

For a while, the aura within a radius of thousands of miles became even more violent, the qi of heaven and earth rioted, and the sky was majestic, as if it was about to fall down, making people suffocate.

This time, the leading pressure increased sharply. If this continues, the arhats incarnated by Jin Lian and Da Zhong are not enough for Li Qingming to carve out a rake.

"Om!"

Gritting his teeth, he took the change of the one-handed seal, and suddenly let out a loud shout, saying the mantra of Buddhism, at this time he suffered great coercion, even if the Buddha power in his body was prosperous, there was also a feeling that the golden body was about to be torn to pieces.

"Buzz!"

The golden lotus behind him began to shake extremely quickly, and the milky white power of faith directly pierced the void and surged out.

Buddhas, bodhisattvas, arhats, novices, all the disciples of Buddhism, all manifested. These illusions are entirely formed by the power of Buddha mixed with the divine light of faith.

One by one, they were solemn, holding bowls and bowls, or holding Buddha pestles, or holding clean bottles, and rushed towards Li Qingming violently.

This is the fluctuation of the vast Buddha power, and it is also the mental power of the land of China that I don't know how many living beings gather here, and no one can resist it.

"Oh, desperately?" Li Qingming's eyes were shining, and the nail rake in his hand was upside down, blooming with the immeasurable power of the Earth Rules.

"Broken!"

Li Qingming let out a long roar, and the power of the rules of the earth was completely scorched, like a big river flowing endlessly, swirling around Li Qingming's body, it seemed that every time the earthy yellow light flashed, there would be bursts of thunder, and the nine days of the earthquake were shaking non-stop.

The nail rake is not afraid of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and every rake thrown out will take away thousands of gods and Buddha phantoms.

"Boom!"

I don't know how long it took to fight, but when Li Qingming gradually felt powerless, there was a problem on the receiving side.

The huge chime bell that originally rang turned into powder at this moment, after a bombardment by Li Qingming.

Li Qingming was stunned for a moment, and even if he was ecstatic.

"Boom!"

A vast wave surged out of Qingming's body, and at the same time, the nail rake in his hand was magnificent, and a rake directly slashed against the leading door.

"Whew!"

He was shocked and flew out for more than ten miles, and this scream broke through the sky! (To be continued......