Boom, the whole world seemed to tremble, and tens of thousands of sword energy and the eight lights finally collided. Although neither of them were tangible objects, they were like two giants colliding together. The sword light was scattered, and the light was everywhere, and the momentum was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had broken.

From time to time, the sword energy was annihilated and the light was constantly shattered by the sword energy, turning into starlight and falling down. But just these star lights made the disciples below avoid it, and stopped fighting one after another, fled in a hurry to avoid it.

Seeing that the sword energy was consumed less and less, Master Bodhi snorted coldly, and the magic trick changed again, and the remaining sword energy split again, and it still turned into tens of thousands of sword energy, which was truly endless.

When the Bagua Taoist saw this scene, he seemed to have expected it, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. When he flicked his fingers several times, the light from the Bagua furnace suddenly dimmed a lot. This was not because its power was reduced, but because there were many black shadows mixed in the lights, which were of different sizes and shapes, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

Sneak, sneak, sneak, countless small sounds came, and the black shadows seemed vulnerable and were easily pierced by the sword energy. However, the sword energy seemed to be stuck, and could no longer break free from the shadow's follower. It became much more dull, and there was no sharp momentum before. Until later, the endless black shadows completely wrapped tens of thousands of sword energy, and no longer saw any sharp edge.

"Not good!" Bodhi Patriarch realized something was wrong at this moment, but unfortunately it was too late. The black shadows completely glued the sword energy into a ball, and could not split the light any longer. The eight-color light pushed the huge black shadow and rolled back towards Bodhi Patriarch.

The masters fought each other, and the victory and defeat were only in an instant. When the Bodhi Patriarch saw that he was at a disadvantage in one move, he was too late to dodge. He had to change his handprints hundreds of times in succession, condensed his magic power into a shield, protecting himself, and want to take the opponent's attack.

Bang, the light mixed with black shadows hit the shield heavily, and it was like a scorching sun bursting in the sky, emitting dazzling light. The disciples below had already stopped at this time, just looking up at the sky, waiting for the two ancestors to decide a victory or defeat. After all, as long as one of these two loses, the victory or defeat of the entire battle will be revealed, and it is meaningless for them to fight to the death.

The light shrouded away, revealing the figure of the Bodhi Patriarch, and still standing still, which made Dongtian disciple cheer. However, the ancestor was full of gray face, obviously suffering internal injuries. He held the stone sword that was also gray in one hand, and grabbed a black stone with the other hand, his face full of doubt, and murmured: "What is this? Why can it stop my magic weapon and spiritual energy?"

Obviously, the black shadows in the light before were such black stones, but where did this thing come from? Even the knowledgeable Bodhi Patriarch could not recognize it.

"This thing is a spiritual slag, it is my only treasure. It is dedicated to destroying the magic weapon in the world. What do you think of the Bodhi Taoist?" The Taoist of Bagua looked gloomy and said lightly.

"Sad?" Master Bodhi thought, his eyes suddenly turned and sighed: "Everyone in the world said that you are the best alchemy in the world and the treasure master. Now it seems that you are indeed worthy of your reputation."

As we all know, if you fail to refine alchemy, you will have elixirs. If you fail to refine alchemy, you will have elixirs. Both are worthless garbage. No matter how high your skills in refining elixirs are, it will definitely be inevitable. However, this Bagua Taoist took a different approach and mixed elixirs and elixirs into elixirs, which is this black stone with extremely disordered spiritual energy.

This thing has no effect on weekdays, but when fighting with someone, it can be cast out. It can not only absorb the opponent's magic weapon, but also block the spiritual energy on the magic weapon, causing it to temporarily lose control, which can be considered a waste to become a treasure.

He flew out the spirit slag bomb and then put the already damaged heart sword into his consciousness. Bodhi Patriarch looked up at the Bagua Taoist again and said, "Fellow Taoist Bagua, it seems that if you want to defeat you with this sword-controlling technique alone, you will be overestimating your ability."

The Bagua Taoist said lightly: "If fellow Taoist still has any skills, just use it."

But the Bodhi Patriarch frowned and hesitated for a while before saying, "I do have another magic weapon, but once I use it, the fellow Taoist will never be able to live and leave the disciples of your disciples. The monks are compassionate. If you are willing to take someone to retreat and swear to never violate the East Island, I will leave you waiting for a way out. How about it?"

This was so arrogant. I heard the Bagua Taoist angry, so I naturally refused to believe it at all. I laughed in anger: "If a fellow Taoist really has such a magic weapon, I must let me see it. If I can die under such a magic weapon, I will die without regrets."

Bodhi Patriarch sighed softly, "Do you really want me to use this last method?"

The Bagua Taoist said happily: "I will wait and see."

Bodhi Patriarch shook his head helplessly, then turned around and looked behind him. In the sky behind him, there was a building floating. It was the mysterious house in the Pure Land Courtyard. After hundreds of disciples were released, the door of the house was closed again, and there was no special thing at all.

For these supreme powers, it is certainly not difficult to let a house hang in the air. It is not rare to build a space that can hide hundreds of people in a small house. Seeing that the Patriarch Bodhi focused on the house, he became even more curious and said, "Fellow Taoist Bodhi, is it the magic weapon you mentioned in this house?"

Bodhi Patriarch nodded without saying anything. He stretched out his finger and the house was broken into pieces. Countless bricks and tiles fell to the ground, but only one thing with colorful light was still floating in the sky. Everyone looked at it quickly, but they suddenly realized that the dazzling object was nothing else, but was actually a scroll of extremely ancient style.

When the Bagua Taoist saw this scroll, he instantly widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Is this..."

Bodhi Patriarch interrupted: "After seeing the three purity methods of the Taoist sect, I personally refined this magic weapon and wished to call it the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

"It's nonsense! This is clearly something of Nuwa." As he spoke, the Bagua Taoist was already full of fanatic expressions, flew up, reached out and grabbed the scroll.

Unfortunately, just before his hand touched the scroll, the scroll was already shining brightly and was revealed in full view of everyone.
Chapter completed!