Three peak immortals.

Three pinnacle arhats.

Three flaming swords.

Three golden pagodas.

Jin Guangrui rose into the sky, and he smiled at the attack that came to his face like cháo water in the golden light. He put his hands behind his back, his eyes lit up, and he stared at the three golden-bodied Arhats who were flying towards him.

Entwined with the Nine Heavens Pure Yang True Fire, which can melt gold and turn iron, and the flame flying sword that can best destroy all evil obstacles slashed heavily on the top of Beggar's head. In the piercing collision, not a single strand of Beqi's hair was broken, but the three flying swords were knocked out of fist-sized gaps by his skull, and the dense cracks like spider webs were covered with the dazzling sword body of the flying sword.

The top-level Pure Yang True Fire Demon Slashing Heavenly Immortal Sword forged by the master master of the three Heavenly Courts was shattered, and the three Heavenly Immortals who were pinching the mantra and preparing to attack Bei Qi with immortal magic vomited blood and retreated. The immortal sword they had ordered to repair was damaged, and their own primordial gods were also shocked, and the powerful immortal magic in their hands suddenly went out of control and counterattacked, and they were like being hit head-on by the immortal art that they were fully stimulated, and they were so embarrassed that there were large and small cracks in their internal organs.

In the exclamation, the golden light pagoda transformed by the three vajra pestles smashed down on the top of Beqi's head with the momentum of Mount Tai. Don't beg still didn't move, allowing the pagoda beads to smash on top of his head. In the loud bang, the sparks on Beqi's scalp splashed everywhere, and the golden light pagoda shattered, turning into countless broken pieces of pure gold spraying shè everywhere.

The force of the stupa hitting Beqi is hundreds of millions of catties, but after smashing on Beqi's head, the force that revolts from under Beqi's scalp is a thousand times that of the stupa! The force of hundreds of billions of catties of countershock makes these stupas unbearable, and the pure and domineering physical force blasts the stupa to pieces, and the three good Buddha treasures immediately become tattered garbage.

The arhats roared angrily, and they threw themselves around Beqi, swinging their fists at Beqi like dragons and tigers. The fist is like a dragon, roaring like a tiger, the three golden-bodied Arhats are all the peak cultivation of Arhats, and they are only half a step away from the Bodhisattva's positive fruit, and the golden bodies of the Arhats they have refined have the power to move mountains and seas, and they can shake the stars with a slight flicker, and now the three of them are hitting Beqi with all their might, and they are confident that their fists can penetrate Beg's body.

Beg let their fists hit him, and he didn't even invoke mana to aid his physical defenses. He just inhaled slightly, and the muscles in his body caved inward, and then suddenly flicked outward.

The three great arhats howled miserably, and their fists fell on Beqi's body, just Beqi's muscles were inverted, and the fist containing infinite strength fell into the air. Then Beggar's muscles rebounded, and the anti-shock force that was ten thousand times greater than the power of their boxing rolled up like a flood, and the arhats only felt a sharp pain surging from their fists, followed by their arms, shoulders, and then their whole bodies.

It took countless reincarnations, countless generations of rolling and crawling in the red dust, accumulating I don't know how much merit, in exchange for I don't know how much faith power I didn't know, and finally condensed the top-level Arhat golden body shattered like a pile of sand and dust, and countless gold sè powders were scattered, and then they were inhaled into the stomach by Beqi. The natal true fire in Beqi's body burned brightly, and as soon as the chaotic aura rolled, the golden bodies of the three Arhats turned into pure heat and flowed through the whole body, making his physical body a little stronger.

"It's not a small supplement!" Beqi exclaimed happily, and his hands finally moved. His right hand swung out like lightning, and nine fist-sized crystalline white relics were flicked by him. The true soul of the Arhat in the relics was shattered by him, and the relics containing extremely strong divine consciousness and mental power were swallowed by him casually. The chaotic aura enveloped the swallowed relics, and quickly digested them into a boiling hot current that rushed straight to the sea of consciousness, and Beggar's divine soul lit up, and his own divine consciousness became a little stronger.

The shattered fragments of the Arhat's True Soul were sucked into the Divine Soul by Beggar, and the memories of the three Arhats were quickly absorbed by him. Those mixed life experiences were abandoned by Beggar, and he focused on extracting the cultivation method of the "Three Treasure Spirits Should Crossing the World True Collection" cultivated by the three Arhats. The Nine Three Treasure Spirits should cross the world to the true collection, which can make people cultivate from an ordinary mortal to the level of a fifteen-grade golden immortal, if you want to develop to a higher and deeper realm, you need a follow-up scripture secret method.

The inheritance of these three Arhats is not complete, but they are now just the cultivation of the top level of the Arhats, and they have not yet reached the Golden Immortal Realm and already have the secret method of cultivating to the fifteenth rank of Golden Immortal, which shows that the treatment they receive is still good.

Easily defeated the three great arhats, Bei Qi grinned at the heavenly immortals who were unattended in the distance: "Three, since you are here, don't leave!"

With a wild laugh, the large wind behind Bei Qi quickly condensed into a hurricane of the green sè, and the wind control technique in the gale song was launched, and the wind turned into three green sè wind knives the size of a palm and slashed towards the three immortals. The Great Wind Song comes from the inheritance of the Great Wind True Man, which is the power of relying on his own strength to cultivate to the Taiyi realm, how can the method he inherit be small?

The dignified peak immortals did not have the slightest resistance to the wind knife inspired by Beqi, they watched as the wind knife slashed in front of them, and three golden blood arrows rose into the sky, and Beqi killed the immortal with one blow. The body was like thunder and fire into the body of the immortal who had a crack in the center of his eyebrows, and Beg ripped off the storage ring they were wearing on their fingers, and his divine sense forcibly broke through the defensive prohibition on the ring.

"Poor ghost!" begged and cursed.

Just seeing that the flying swords sacrificed by these three Heavenly Immortals are extremely powerful, and the grade is also the level of the top Heavenly Immortal Weapon, Don Beg thought that the net worth of these three Heavenly Immortals should be extremely rich. Who knew that their carry-on storage rings were empty, only dozens of medium-grade immortal stones and a few bottles of life-saving elixir, and even each of the high-grade immortal stones.

On the contrary, there was a gold scroll in the rings of the three of them, on which were IOUs written by the three impoverished immortals themselves. Don't beg your divine sense swept over the IOU, and suddenly burst into laughter and tears - feeling that in order to refine the three powerful Flame Immortal Swords, these three actually put together all their net worth, but it was not enough to refine the materials for refining the Immortal Sword, so they borrowed a lot of materials from the master forging master 'cadre' of the Heavenly Court to forge these three Immortal Swords.

"Cadre, the cadre, is actually the master of the Heavenly Court?" Bei Qi raised his eyebrows and laughed in a low voice: "Hmm, if you lend money to these three poor ghosts, you are also unlucky, and I am also unlucky! You can't get this account back!"

With a wry smile, Bei Qi put away the three immortal-level storage rings, and he smashed the three IOUs into pieces. Only then did he know that the immortals of Heavenly Court could generally only use all kinds of immortal weapons that were standard in Heavenly Court, and if they wanted powerful immortal swords and other things, they would need to spend a huge amount of materials to customize them from the masters of Heavenly Court. It can be seen that Heavenly Court is not a pure paradise, at least there are poor ghosts in Heavenly Court who owe huge debts!

With a few sneers, Bei Qi glanced at the mountain behind Qingcheng, which had turned into a pile of rubble because of his brief battle with the Heavenly Immortals and Arhats, shook his head indifferently, turned around and turned into a line of white smoke and fled towards the North Pole.

There is a grudge here, Miaoyuan Daojun, Shangguan Ye and the Qingcheng Mountain monks behind Miaoyuan Daojun have all been killed by him, and those old friends who stole the sky to change the rì gate have been completely cleaned by Shangguan Ye, and the earth and him no longer have the slightest concern, it's time to go back to the Pangu Continent and think about it wholeheartedly. The old things are gone, and now his friends, his lover, and everything about him are in Pangea, and that is his foundation.

Miaoyuan Daojun, who was once so powerful that Beqi and the others had no power to resist in front of him, was easily crushed to death by Beqi like an ant at this moment. Don't look back on your experiences over the years, and you only feel that life is like a dream, which is really unbelievable. The cultivators of the Eight Classics of the Eight Classics spent several tribulations to achieve the Golden Immortal Positive Fruit, and it actually arrived in their hands so easily, and the fortunes of this heaven and earth were unpredictable, and it was really terrifying and lamentable.

In addition to sighing, Don't beg only felt that one of his hearts was extraordinarily psychic and clear, and his originally somewhat erratic state of mind became as bright and shiny as the Vajra Relic, and it really became extremely hard, and it was difficult for foreign objects to shake his state of mind.

Flying under the blue sky and white clouds, flying above the blue water, the wind whistling in his ears, Bebeg is refreshing and calm, his state has never been so good. He flew slowly, slowly approaching the Arctic Circle. The Shifting Array he used when he arrived was in the South Pole, but don't be prepared to use it, it's an instinct on his part, and a good thief will never use a repeat route.

More than 100 kilometers from the North Pole, Beg stopped over a thick layer of ice.

The divine sense penetrated the thick ice but could not find anything unusual, and Bei Qi nodded with satisfaction, this is the wonderful prohibition laid by the prince Changqin and they have played a role. This prohibition was inherited from an ancient god under the seat of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, whose ability was to merge all things into heaven and earth, completely erasing the fluctuations of these items themselves. Unless there is a special spell, outsiders can't find out where these hidden items are.

The North Pole Shifting Array was hidden with such a prohibition, and Beg looked around and recited a spell softly.

With the sound of Beggar's incantation, the ice below silently left a small gap, and a faint aura fluctuation erupted. The Shifting Array was below, and with the sound of Beggar's incantation, the Shifting Array was automatically calibrating its coordinates and locking the direction of Pangea.

Just as Beg was about to dive into the ice and return to Pangea, a fat figure quietly emerged from behind him.

"Little donor, you have a relationship with my Buddhism!"

This fat, fat, fat and smiling big monk lightly pressed his palm on Beqi's heart, Beqi was shaken, and a pure incomparably fiery Buddha power slammed into his body, shattering his internal organs in an instant.

The great monk giggled and said in a low voice: "The deity is the Buddha of the 840 million Red Dust World who sits in the Futu Buddha in accordance with the decree of my Buddha Lord!

The Buddha smiled amiably, but his hand was like a storm, and he slapped Beqi all over his body with eighteen consecutive palms, causing his bones to make a huge roar, and he fell to the ice like a meteor.

A loud bang was heard, and with Beg as the center, the entire Arctic collapsed.

The eternal ice cracked, the huge icebergs flew into the sky, and the waves around the North Pole rolled up more than ten miles high, and the entire earth trembled lightly because of this blow.