Why Is a Genius Such as Myself Accepting Apprentices?

Chapter 477: Breaking Your Lingshan Billion Thousand Qi Canal

"Come, come! Master, here I come!"

A streak of golden light flew out from Ye Xiao's body, and suddenly formed a huge divine wolf, which rushed towards the body of the ancestor Hongjun.

The divine power exploded and mercilessly hit the ancestor Hongjun directly.

At this moment, even Ancestor Hongjun, who was wearing the Taixu Divine Armor, was shivering again and again by the impact.

"It's you!"

Ancestor Hongjun's pupils shrank, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

"That's right! It's me! Older Hongjun, you despicable little bastard! Back then, when Pangu fell, he stole the Jade Butterfly of Fortune and evolved into the Dao of Heaven, and he wanted to subdue us all and become one with you completely. !

It's a pity you didn't catch the old lady!

Today, it's time for my mother to settle the account with you. "

Ancestor Hongjun snorted coldly.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed? For so many years, I have suppressed you to the death, wandering around the entire Three Realms like a dog.

Today you come out to die by yourself, and I will make you never escape from my palm. "

"Then try it!"

Wang Cai broke out two attacks again, and the barrier evolved from the Taixu Divine Armor on Ancestor Hongjun's body began to tremble continuously, as if it might break anytime, anywhere.

"In the legend, Tianyan fifty, and one of them escaped. Could it be that this is the one in the legend? It is indeed the creation of Tongtian, and it is extremely tyrannical! It can even be compared with the ancestor Hongjun, who is wearing the Taixu armor, Up and down!"

The people of the Three Realms couldn't help but sigh.

It's hard to believe that the battle has evolved to this moment.

The means of both sides emerge in endlessly, and each other has reached the peak. I don't know what other means can be used to display it.

Ancestor Hongjun was beaten back and forth again and again.

But he didn't give in.

"Lu Xiaoran, don't be too complacent. You only have a fragment of a good fortune jade plate, but I have forty-nine fragments of a good fortune jade butterfly! Even in terms of numbers, you are not my opponent. ."

When the words fell, he directly summoned his own natal magic weapon - Fortune Jade Butterfly!

A huge jade plate, exuding vast holy power, fights with prosperity.

The people from the Three Realms couldn't help but tremble with fear.

too strong!

Ancestor Hongjun also took out his fortune-telling Jade Butterfly.

These two strongest people in the Three Realms have spelled out their old foundations.

"It's strange. According to normal reasons, ancestor Hongjun's fortune-telling jade butterfly fragments are obviously much more than the opponent's. Why are the two of them evenly matched?"

In fact, what everyone does not know is that although the hands of Hongjun ancestors, although there are a full fifty pieces of good fortune jade butterfly!

However, over the years, not only has he never added anything to the other party, but instead, he has continued to absorb the Hongmeng Purple Qi from the fragments of the Fortune Jade Plate, refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and using it for his own use.

Lu Xiaoran, on the other hand, fed back the prosperity.

After Lu Xiaoran obtained the Supreme Hongmeng Gong, he not only cultivated by himself, but also divided part of the Hongmeng purple energy he cultivated into Wang Cai.

If it weren't for this, in fact, with his enchanting aptitude, he would have been promoted to a cultivation level close to the ancestor of Hongjun.

However, doing so is also a safer choice!

If Lu Xiaoran concentrates all his power on himself, once he loses, he loses everything!

If you spread the force a little bit, you can attack on multiple lines.

To deal with the ancestors of Hongjun, it is absolutely unrealistic to want to concentrate all the power on one person.

Because the ancestor of Hongjun is in the way of heaven, he can also be separated from the way of heaven!

The way of heaven is these forty-nine pieces of good fortune jade butterflies!

They have the same strength as the ancestors of Hongjun!

If Lu Xiaoran played two by himself, it would be a little difficult.

As for avatars, they have already reached his level of cultivation, and the ancestor of Hongjun can also be transformed into thousands.

It is also unrealistic to want to use clones to fight in groups.

Therefore, he must ensure that in addition to himself, he also has a helper who is comparable to his own strength.

Soon, Wangcai and Tiandao also fell into a stalemate.

At this time, as long as Tongtian Sect Master is willing to integrate into Lu Xiaoran's body.

In other words, if Li Ge was able to capture the old gentleman in the sky and let Lu Xiaoran devour the old gentleman, his power would be enhanced again.

At that time, the battle will be decided!

However, at this time, tens of thousands of golden rays of light suddenly shot in the direction of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain!

Each of these golden rays of light, although the power contained is not very strong, is mixed with the strong Buddhist power!

These forces have formed a new force of rules.

Seeing this scene, Hong Jun couldn't help smiling and said:

"Lu Xiaoran, it's over. Your end has come."

Lu Xiaoran glanced in the direction of Lingshan, those golden Buddha lights did make his face a little dignified.

He can clearly feel that the power in it has rules that are different from this world.

"Is it a surprise? Why should I support Xitian Lingshan? Let Xitian Lingshan become the most prosperous sect in the Three Realms?

I had long anticipated that such a day would come.

If this day comes, just relying on my power will not guarantee that I will be able to deal with you.

Therefore, I used the Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven to collect the favored sons of the heavens in the Three Realms. All of them gathered together and practiced Buddhism.

When the power of the Buddha reaches a certain limit, it is enough to be comparable to the power of the ancient real Buddha-Amitabha!

I have to admit that your strength is indeed very strong, and you are indeed very scheming, and you know that you will cultivate another good-fortune Jade Butterfly.

However, you are not the only one who has a brain, and you are not the only one who knows how to be cautious.

For so many years, I have also been setting up the backhands non-stop!

The power of Lingshan is another magic weapon that I use to contain you. "

Lu Xiaoran's face was cold.

Amitabha is an ancient god in Buddhism.

He has the power no less than the Chaos Demon God.

If Western Lingshan used the power of countless Buddhas to form a power comparable to him, it would be enough to suppress Yun Lige and them.

If Li Ge and the others are suppressed, there is no way to win Taishang Laojun, and this battle will be lost!

At this time, seeing all the Buddhas in the Lingshan Mountains in the West, he immediately shouted loudly:

"Buddhas in the Western Heaven, listen to my orders and arrange the Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas!"

After the order was given, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Venerables all gathered together and sat in a certain position to form a huge golden Buddha!

After this gigantic golden Buddha was formed, the strength of the three men, Jie Yin, Zhun Ti, and Duobao Tathagata, suddenly increased rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, their behavior more than doubled!

Because of this, the pressure on Fang Tianyuan and the others suddenly increased suddenly!

In an instant, several people were beaten back and forth, and golden blood burst out from their bodies.

At the same time, above the Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven, a figure wearing a worn-out cassock also appeared at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

He looked at the Lingshan in front of him, and there were many emotions and nostalgia in his eyes.

Once upon a time, it was in this place that he made a big wish to go to the underworld to win a fortune and a chance for Buddhism!

For this ambition, he willingly sacrificed his freedom and locked himself in the eighteen layers of hell for tens of thousands of years.

"Amitabha!"

After he chanted the Buddha's name, he started to walk towards Lingshan.

Above this Lingshan, there is a fief that belongs to his lineage.

There, all believers who belong to the King of Earth Store can obtain bliss!

But he went a long way without finding that place.

He thought he had gone wrong, because he had not returned to Lingshan for a long time and was not so familiar with the memory here.

In other words, Buddha and the others made a new plan for Lingshan.

However, he wanted to comfort his desire.

In the end, it failed.

In the far corner of the fief, he found a group of believers who looked exactly like him in ragged clothes.

Not only were they ragged, they were skinny and skinny.

Everyone's eyes were dim and listless.

Everyone seems to die at any moment.

Where is this in Western Elysium?

What's the difference between this and the eighteenth hell he was in?

"Pfft--! Take the lead! Zhun mention! Tathagata! Burn the lamp! Guanyin! Is that how you treat me? Is that how you treat my followers?"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his tattered cassock red.

This movement instantly made those believers shake their bodies and raise their heads.

The moment they saw King Ksitigarbha, those eyes that had already dried up and could not shed any tears, miraculously squeezed out the tears again.

Maybe moved!

Maybe hope after despair!

Or, it is the grievances of these tens of thousands of years!

At this moment, no one can hold back.

"Ksitigarbha! Is that really you?"

"Ksitigarbha! You are really back."

King Ksitigarbha wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and looked at his followers with a sob.

"I'm sorry for you. It's me who hurt you. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be reduced to this level."

"Ksitigarbha! Woohoo. We're finally waiting for you!"

"Why don't you leave? Why are you staying here?"

"In the past tens of thousands of years, we have thought about leaving many times. But we know that if we are here, you will always have a place in Lingshan. If we leave, you will really have no roots here."

The words of the believers, the weeping of the believers, were like sharp swords, stabbed in the heart of King Ksitigarbha, causing his heart to break.

But at this time, several Buddhas from other factions, wearing golden cassocks and riding auspicious clouds, flew over with pride.

"You untouchables! Why are you still staying on Lingshan?"