Chapter 392: Burning the Lamp and Dying

Ling Xiao laughed angrily: "Such a rooster and dog thief dare to see me!" The clear light on his body surged angrily, and several clear lights rolled like an angry sea, pressing down angrily towards the burning lamp.

Burning the lamp intuition a huge pressure came to him, as if Mount Tai was pressing on the top, so that he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't help but be terrified, and secretly regretted in his heart that he shouldn't be greedy for cheap to find Ling Xiao's bad luck.

The angry wave came, just when the huge pressure was about to crush the lamp, Zhun Ti finally arrived, waved the verdant small flag in his hand, and a big relic rose to the sky, flew to the top of the lamp, and hung down the Dao relics Yuanguang to support the huge waves, and there were snow-white lotus flowers to set off the body, leading the huge waves to the side.

Zhun Ti was furious: "Ling Xiao, Ruduan is not a son of man, and he actually made a move on the junior!" pinched the seal of the third world, pushed forward, and a huge golden 'swastika' came out of his hand, and became longer in the air in the wind, and soon grew up several zhang in size, and it was glamorous.

Ling Xiao waved the dust, the dust rose with the storm, like a vigorous dragon, waiting for the momentum of ten thousand jun, there was a nine-colored brilliance with a brush of his hand, and the swastika was smashed at once, he laughed and said: "Haven't you forgotten that Daoist friends who burn the lamp are both guests in Zixiao Palace with you and me, and they are still the same generation, how can they say that they are bullying the small?

Zhun Ti was speechless by his anger, his face turned red, Mount Meru was red half of the sky, the Qibao Miao Tree brushed down angrily, and a river of colorful light appeared out of thin air, scattered in vain in the air, and turned into countless colorful needles, like a rain of colorful light in the sky, falling down.

Ling Xiao laughed and shook the measuring ruler slightly. Nine strands of Hongmeng purple qi flew out and rushed in the air, twisting each other, and crushing the needles in the sky, not even a single fish that slipped through the net.

Seeing that Ling Xiao and the two of them were fighting, they wanted to leave, but they couldn't get rid of the pressure of the saints, but fortunately, they were ruthless in their hearts, and they sacrificed their whole body magic weapons to harass them in the distance.

His wonderful Bodhi diagram shook it out and spread it on the ground, and golden Bodhi trees appeared out of thin air, each one hundred feet tall. The branches are luxuriant, the trunk of the tree is more than ten zhang thick, and the golden light burns the lamp with a hideous expression, and the golden leaves on the Bodhi tree fall down in a flutter, like a golden butterfly that is flying one by one. Flying around Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao sneered: "The battle of saints, how can a person like you be able to interfere!" Qingyun flashed with golden light. A quaint oil lamp is revealed. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a purple and cyan flame flew out of the lamp, turning into ten thousand in the air, and ten thousand purple and cyan lamp flowers collided with each other in the air, bursting out into a purple and cyan fire cloud, and the golden Bodhi leaf was golden in nature. is being restrained by this divine fire, as soon as it falls into the fire cloud, it will turn into golden water.

Breaking through the golden rain in the sky, Ling Xiao's heart moved, and with a stroke of the measuring ruler, there was a Hongmeng sword qi that stretched thousands of miles. Slashed towards the burning lamp, the corners of Zhun Ti's eyes on the side cracked, and he shouted angrily: "The thief dares!" Hurriedly unfurled the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag, protecting the burning lamp's body, and the Qibao Miaoshu raised his hand and threw it towards the Hongmeng Sword Qi.

Ling Xiao laughed, and when the Zhun Ti magic weapon was sacrificed, he shook his body, and the nine-colored sword light flashed around his body, only to hear the sound of the dragon's sword, and the Jiuxiao Divine Sword suddenly appeared, slashing down angrily towards Zhun Ti, Zhun Ti's face changed, and he was busy offering the blessing pestle to Ling Xiao.

But he was set up in the air by the measuring ruler, he sacrificed the three relics again, and hung down the Dao relics high light, but was cut into pieces layer by layer like the Nine Heavens Sword chopping melons and vegetables, the sword light flashed, only to hear a few crisp bangs, the three relics were smashed by the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, leaving only a piece of gold powder, and the Nine Heavens Divine Sword disturbed three times around Zhun Ti, cutting his clothes layer by layer, like a beggar is not miserable.

In one fell swoop, Zhun Ti no longer had the face to stay here, shook his body, turned into golden light and flew away, Amitabha Buddha is good at defending and not attacking, seeing Zhun Ti go, he knew that it was useless to stay here again, and sighed lightly at the moment, and also sat on the lotus platform for thirty-three days.

Driving away the two saints of the West, the master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled, Ling Xiao summoned the water and fire boy and ordered him to lead the water qilin, but he personally set up the Nine Beasts Chaotian and returned to the Biyou Palace with the Tongtian Sect Master.

Not to mention that the saints left the formation, but it was said that at this time, there was already a sand city in the Ten Thousand Buddha Array, and the golden light in the large array was surging, and the magic weapons were flying, and all kinds of magic weapons and flying swords showed their magical powers.

Duobao Dao people's faces are hot, pointing to the Xuanjian sword light Huohuo, everywhere he goes, there are human heads on the ground, Wudang Our Lady is angry, no return pearl blue light flashes like a tide, every time it is smashed, there is a Bodhisattva Arhat's brain bursting,

Our Lady of Jin Ling moved the samadhi in her heart, the golden light of the four elephant pagodas above her head was immeasurable, and the dragon and tiger were galloping in her hands, and she fell as she wished, and she didn't know how many Buddhas she had killed.

Sanxiao also shows supernatural powers, the clouds will be mixed yuan golden bucket sacrifice in the air, mixed yuan golden light falls colorful, like raindrops keep falling, every golden light can destroy people's mana for thousands of years, I don't know how many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were cut into mortals by the golden bucket,

Killed by the immortals of the sect, Bixiao sacrificed the ninety-nine thunder clouds, every time it fell, it would shroud several Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, the divine thunder fell, and the thunder rushed inside, and then put away the treasure, many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas inside had already died and died, and the soul flew to seal the god list.

The golden scissors on Qiongxiao's head flew up and down, the dragon passed by, and a King Kong Arhat was reduced to two, and Zhao Gongming also sacrificed the Dinghai Divine Bead and smashed it in the air, taking the life of a bald man every time.

Burning the lamp such as the Buddha is fighting with the Wuyun Immortal, the gourd baby, and the Jiukun Taoist, with eight floating slaughters on the head, and his wonderful Bodhi map, holding the coffin lid majestic, suddenly came the Confucian preacher, the five-color divine light poured down, like a rainbow in the sky,

Lighting the lamp only felt a light in his hand, all kinds of magic weapons had been brushed away by the five-color divine light and disappeared, Wuyun Immortal took the opportunity to sacrifice the mixed yuan hammer, the gourd baby sacrificed the heavenly seal, the Jiukun Taoist sacrificed the heavenly seal, Kong Xuan also fanned the five-element wheel fan, and all the magic weapons fell together,

There is no magic weapon to protect the lamp, where it can resist, only has time to scream, the whole body turns into powder, only a true spirit is left to fly to the god platform, poor Zixiao Palace in the past, the deputy sect leader of the sect, today's Buddha Gate Burning Lamp is on the list, and has become a member of the god list.

At this time, the swords and soldiers in the Ten Thousand Buddha Array rose in all directions, and three thousand zhang of red dust rose to the sky, each of which had the death of the immortal Buddha, and the murderous aura in the sky was like substance, forming a blood-colored cloud in the air, tumbling endlessly over the large array.

Contaminated with red dust, the murderous aura is fascinated, and everyone in the array is blinded by murderous energy, and there are many people there, just sacrifice the flying sword magic weapon and kill them together.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's old figure sat on the high platform, looking at the two sects of immortal Buddhas killed in one place below, and couldn't help sighing, sighing softly like him, it actually spread to the ten thousand worlds, straight into the Ten Thousand Buddha Array, and the ears and eyes of the immortals and Buddhas.

Hearing this ethereal sigh, everyone in the formation woke up one after another, glanced at the scene in the formation in horror, and was not fighting. (To be continued.) )