After the angry shouts, the people of the Breaking Heaven instantly evacuated like the water of the ebbing tide, as if they had been rehearsed in advance, and no one was harmed in the slightest.

Wu Qiutian stood proudly, his left hand was upside down, and his right hand grabbed a chain of thunder and lightning from the void.

He struggled hard, the thunder and lightning made a crackling sound, and the position of his arms bound by the thunder and lightning was scorched, and he shouted in pain: "The Buddha's light shines!"

There was a golden light again, but this time the golden light that appeared enveloped Wu Qiutian with scorching energy, no longer the warm golden light that it had before. 、

Wu Qiutian's face was solemn, he didn't dare to underestimate the burning caused by this golden light, his left hand shook off his dry qi slightly, and a set of black armor covered his body.

The gray aura emitted by the golden light when it met the armor immediately became much darker, but the golden light did not disappear, and under the condition of silently reciting the mantra and injecting Buddha power, the golden light has maintained a blazing energy, in a vain attempt to refine Wu Qiutian in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that Wu Qiutian is not such a good person to refine, that is, Lu Jian wanted to use thunder and lightning to knock Wu Qiutian into the dust but failed to do so, let alone a Buddhist monk whose cultivation is not as good as Lu Qiutian.

Wu Qiutian held the axe in both hands and shouted: "What bullshit Buddha shines brightly, break it for Lao Tzu!"

With an axe, the hill thousands of miles away was completely destroyed by the strong wind carried by the axe, and a huge ravine appeared on the ground, more than a thousand feet deep. The trees on both sides of the ravine were all powdered, and next to a five-zhang wide ravine was a hundred-zhang wide yellow sand area.

A few birds and beasts that didn't have time to escape even released their last miserable howls, and they became a wisp of dust.

Rulai stretched out his hand to resist, and the two fleshy palms were split under the light blade mixed with the amount of thunder and electricity.

There was a huge force from his hands, he kept retreating, the speed of the lotus platform rotation was already dazzling, he was still retreating, and finally retreated thousands of miles away, becoming a black dot before barely stopping his backward figure.

Wu Qiutian didn't intend to let Rulai go like this, while the opponent was retreating, he followed him like a shadow, and it could be said that he was directly attached to Rulai's chest.

In the process of retreating, Wu Qiutian threw at least a hundred punches, each of which hit the location of Rulai's internal organs.

Rulai was a little dizzy after being beaten violently, and he didn't know what to do, so he shook his head hard, and just after regaining some senses, a stinky big foot came to him.

Stepping on my face, I feel uncomfortable, and I feel very meaty.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, Rulai's strength was completely unloaded, the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot, his eyes were no longer bright, and his face was a little gray: "You won!"

Wu Qiutian, who had just moved his foot away from the fat mass, stepped on it again after hearing this: "I said, you and I are fighting, gambling on life and death, and now that you have lost, it's time to give me your head." ”

Although he was defeated, his demeanor was still there, even if he was trampled underfoot, he still had a hard mouth: "I'm not afraid of cutting meat and feeding eagles, why should I be afraid of you a little naughty boy." The victory and defeat have been divided, if you want this head, just take it, but this seat does not guarantee that the Vajra Bodhisattvas in the small world of Buddhism will let you go through the sky. ”

Wu Qiutian sneered: "How tough I am with you, it turns out that I want to threaten Lao Tzu with a person who breaks the sky, three thousand Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, nine thousand King Kong, and Lao Tzu slaughtered them one by one." I want to see how powerful your Buddhist people are!"

"Aren't you a skybreaker who is not afraid of death?" said Rulai unwillingly.

Wu Qiu Tian said loudly: "Sons and daughters of the Heavens, have you ever heard the Buddha ask, and you are afraid of death?"

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the heart, the sky can still be broken, but life and death!"

Hearing the roar like the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder, Rulai was desperate, he knew that if he could cultivate such a fierce subordinate who was not afraid of death, Wu Qiutian was more successful than him.

I don't know how many years of painstaking management of the Buddha country, until now he doesn't dare to say that all the people of Buddhism are not afraid of death, let alone say that the Bodhisattva Vajra who has Buddhism can die for him.

He didn't dare to say it, Wu Qiutian dared to say it.

"Let's go on the road with peace of mind!" Seeing that Rulai closed his eyes, Wu Qiutian dragged the giant axe and sighed.

After the enemy is separated from life and death, he is no longer an enemy. Those who cultivate the truth, whether they are cultivating or cultivating the mind, in the end are just betting on who will live better.

Now that Rulai is dead, Wu Qiutian is alive, this is victory.

Of course, Wu Qiutian is not the kind of person who can survive secretly, if he wants to live, he will only ask himself to live better, and will not let himself live in a compromised way.

Yu Canghai strode forward, walked to Wu Qiutian's side and knelt on one knee, and raised the long sword in his hand above his head: "Break the sky!"

Wu Qiutian grabbed the sword with one hand, raised it and shouted, "Break the sky!"

Hundreds of thousands of Thunder Tribulation Cultivators poured their true qi into their voices, and the thunderous sound wave after wave: "Break the sky!

Xuanyuan Ling'er had slender hands, and Rouyi was stuffed into Wu Qiutian's thick palm, with affection in her eyes, and her head was gently nestled on Wu Qiutian's chest, everything was silent.

In the desolate world, after Lu Jian saw the results of the battle, a flash appeared in the desolate world, the master was still there, and the senior brother was also there, just look at the expressions of the two, and they already knew the result.

"Little junior brother, do you still want to fight him?" asked Pangu softly.

Lu Jian hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "It would be a pity if such a talent is killed, maybe the master is right, he is the most suitable existence to surpass the master." Perhaps, one day, this mortal in the Kyushu realm called Wu Qiutian will be able to break through the Kyushu boundary and go to the big world to be ashamed of his master. ”

"You know everything?" Wu Fatian was quite surprised, he had only told the eldest disciple Pangu about the big world, but he had not told the younger disciple Lu Quan.

Lu Jian smiled bitterly: "Shizun's disciples have been playing in vain in the big world in the past few years, and I probably knew some about the things back then, but it's a pity that the disciples didn't have the ability to be ashamed of Shizun, and finally got injured and cultivated for hundreds of years before they dared to come back to see Shizun." ”

"Have you fought with him?" Wu Fatian said with some excitement.

Lu Jian said: "Naturally, it was a fight, and with one move, the disciple was seriously injured by one move." ”

Wu Fatian lay down with a lost expression, he was disappointed, the current Lu Jian cultivation was much better than his back then, but in the face of that person, he could only take one move. It seems that no matter how much you improve, I'm afraid you can't compare to the speed of that person's progress.

"Master, why don't we give up!" Pangu said with some hesitation.

Wu Fatian immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "No, even if it's not for myself, I have to avenge Xingtian." I can't avenge this revenge, you can't avenge it, one day someone will be able to avenge it, and I will definitely not just let him go!"

Pangu shook his head and stopped talking.

Shizun is too obsessed, and there are some things that they who are disciples can't be persuaded at all, and it may really be only after that person falls off the altar that it is possible for Shizun to be relieved. But he knows that Shizun's time is running out, and now the other senior brothers don't know about it, if they do, I'm afraid that everyone won't be so indifferent.

Wu Fatian glanced at Lu Pressure, and took the initiative to change the topic: "Lu Pressure, you go and see if this kid Wu Qiutian is slaughtering the small world of Buddhism, if he wants to slaughter, let him slaughter." A strong person, the stronger the smell of blood on his body, the more qualified he is to become a supreme person. ”

Lu Pressure took the order and left.

After Lu Jian left, Wu Fatian sighed: "Wu Qiutian, this kid will not slaughter the Buddhist world, he is not a person who can slaughter the common people, he is just a soft-hearted child." ”

"Since you know that he won't slaughter, why do you want the little junior brother to see it?" asked Pangu with some puzzlement.

Wu Fatian smiled: "It's better to let him find something to do, so that he won't be in self-blame all the time." He didn't like Wu Qiutian just didn't like Wu Qiutian's killing, and now was also the time for him to see Wu Qiutian's soft-heartedness. Wu Qiutian doesn't need an enemy named Lu Press, what he needs is a friend named Lu Press. ”

"What does Shizun mean..." Pangu was even more puzzled.

Wu Fatian waved his hand: "Don't ask, one day you will know, in front of others in the future, don't mention the affairs of the big world, the time for the teacher is running out, if the teacher does not wait for the day when Wu Qiutian fuses the four spirits, you must help him at that time." The blood python can only take on the big role after hundreds of thousands of years of training, and you have to worry a lot about being a senior brother during this period. ”

There is only one Pangu around Wu Fatian who can really help him deal with affairs, and Fuxi Nuwa and his wife only know tenderness and sweetness, and they basically don't get involved in anything if they don't like fighting.

Lu Jian is very scattered, and it is good if it is not bad to have him.

Although Hongjun is very powerful, Hongjun was born out of chaos, with the habits of a beast and talented, but it is easy to fall into a dead end, which no one can change.

Lu Jian left, and Wu Qiu innocently went to the Buddha realm.

In the Buddha world, the Buddha's light shines, this Buddha's light is a soft Buddha's light, countless bald monks practice in the Buddha's light, some people cultivate relics, some people cultivate into Vajra.

So many people have passed, the monks of Buddhism are at a loss, the Buddha is gone, and now Wu Qiutian has come to the door, even if he thinks about it with his knees, he knows what they are here for.

The leading Medicine Buddha had a solemn face: "I don't know what the donor is doing here?"

Wu Qiutian smiled and said, "It's no big deal for me to come, I just want to ask the Buddha for justice, and by the way, I will tell you a great thing." Your Buddha is dead, and you are free. ”

The Buddhas were shocked, and the Medicine Buddha exclaimed, "What, you said the Buddha is dead?

Wu Qiutian said coldly: "Where are there so many you, you, me and me, if you come to me to kill, whoever wants to avenge Rulai, just find someone Wu!"