Unremarkable grandfather

Zhang Heyu's mouth twitched non-stop, "Damn it, damn it!"

Dao Xin, which has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, was thought to be as solid as a rock.

Unexpectedly!Not enough.

Is it appropriate for you to say these words at such an urgent moment?

Zhang Heyu felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was going to be blown up.

Raising his hand and grabbing again, two crescent moons flew out of his body, one red and one gray, and the boundless blood color reflected the void.

As soon as the two crescent moons flew out, they surrounded him, forming a closed circle.

The law of death and the law of creation are endless.

He got these two principles from the Zhang family, and after these days of continuous refinement, he has completely mastered them.

Cast by him, it is several times stronger than before.

Coupled with the practice of Xingshi Tiangong and the stimulation of Xingshi Tianjue, the power has increased several times again.

"Death to me!"

Zhang Heyu pushed with both hands, and the closed circle surrounding his body spread violently.

Form a ring blade and cut it out.

"Amitabha!"

The bald monk clasped his palms together, and Buddha lights flashed all over his body, then exploded and disappeared.

"Damn bald donkey!"

Zhang Heyu cursed secretly, stretched out his hands, pulled two moon wheels, drew two semicircles in the void, and blasted down towards Cangcheng Mountain.

The protective formation below was even more tenacious than he had imagined.

Finally, all the worlds transformed by the scrolls shattered.

A series of criss-cross cracks continued to spread.

The void above has become like a spider web.

Immediately afterwards, a crack suddenly appeared on the formation light curtain formed by the avenue pattern of the Nine Dragon Formation.

The 99 phantoms of the real dragons all shook together, and once again raised their heads to the sky and roared.

Cracks and slow...empty vibrations.

Deep cracks were drawn on the surface of the palm.

The golden light scattered, and the light gradually dimmed, and then exploded with a bang.

The golden palm exploded to pieces.

The bald monk flew upside down, with two bloodstains on his palm.

"Virtuous bald donkey, you will die today!"

Zhang Heyu gritted his teeth, and the two moon wheels came back in front of him. The laws of death and creation are endless.

The virtuous monk grinned, clasped his palms together, and a halo of merit and virtue shone brightly behind his head.

"For those who are destined for the Buddha's crossing, today, the poor monk will save you, so as to end the evil karma of this life."

"Just you?"

Zhang Heyu sneered, and in the void above his head, the light and shadow of the world reappeared, exuding infinite power.

At this moment, a red light appeared on the top of the Star Peak.

The light was very faint, but it dyed half of the sky red.

A series of mysterious and unpredictable auras, even if it is a protective formation, cannot be completely isolated.

Zhang Heyu and Monk De were all shocked, and suddenly looked at Xingchen Peak with radiance in their eyes.

"This is... the breath of good fortune!"

"That's right, you can't go wrong!"

Zhang Heyu's eyes showed ecstasy, and there was an expression of great desire in his eyes.

The light in Monk Virtue's eyes faded away, his palms fit together, he sang a Buddha's name, and said lightly: "The poor monk finally found the seed left by my Buddha in this world."

The people from the eight sects of Cangcheng from the eight peaks also looked at Xingchen Peak with doubts in their eyes.

They didn't know what the light was emitting from.

Even Yang Ba, Zhou Tai and Gu Xiaojun are not clear.

However, they all understand that this is the breath of good fortune.

The red light only appeared for three breaths before fading quickly.

... Except for these people present, no one else would know that there is a breath of good fortune here.

"Hahaha, this is indeed my treasure."

Zhang Heyu immediately burst out laughing, two moon discs floated beside him, trembling slightly.

The laws of creation and death are woven into criss-cross thin threads, spreading continuously.

Monk De's figure flickered and appeared in the distance, keeping a certain distance from Zhang Heyu.

He raised his hand and turned it over, and there was an extra amulet in his palm.

As soon as the amulet appeared, it emitted a strong golden light.

A huge golden Buddha phantom slowly emerged from the amulet.

Immediately, Sanskrit sounds rang out, and Buddha sounds burst out.

The surrounding area, and even the entire Cangcheng Mountain, were illuminated into a piece of gold by the golden light emitted by this giant Buddha.

On Xingchen Peak, inside the Earth Temple.

On the left hand of the statue of Lin Qin, a little bud sprouted from the seed of the good fortune red lotus.

Moreover, it is still growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When two leaves grow, the growth comes to an end.

However, the breath of good fortune emanating from it is a bit more intense.

Lin Qin, who was galloping in the void, stopped suddenly, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

Slowly closing his eyes, a touch of green appeared in the pitch-black world.

"The red lotus has sprouted!"

Thinking of this, Lin Qin flickered and hurried towards Cangcheng Mountain.

Outside Cangcheng Mountain.

Monk Virtue stood behind the big golden Buddha, sitting cross-legged, chanting sutras from his mouth.

Music notes drifted out one by one, and merged into the phantom shadow of the big Buddha in front of him.

The Buddha solidified quickly, his eyes were closed tightly, and a vertical eye slowly appeared between his brows.

Zhang Heyu glanced and frowned, "What the hell is this guy doing?"

...This guy he couldn't see through from the beginning to the end.He couldn't see through this guy from the beginning to the end.