Three hundred and seventieth chapters replace reality with fiction
Buddha, who had already breathed a sigh of relief, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the sudden appearance of black and white light spots. It was this hateful light spot again. What was he going to do?
After secretly checking the millions of Buddhist disciples, they could still hold on for half an hour. In other words, if Zhan Tian couldn't find the way to the tenth level after half an hour, he would be devoured by the millions of Buddhist disciples.
A ninth-level disciple fell into an endless cycle of death and rebirth...
In half an hour, he found the tenth level that he had never touched before, or the Tao path that had never appeared in the world. Is this possible? The Buddha didn't believe it, and he smiled randomly and used your talent to destroy your Tao, although it was a bit shameless.
, but in the end we, Buddhism, won...
Sure enough, half an hour later, all the millions of Buddhist disciples who were at the peak of the ninth level were exhausted, and they were all wrapped in the mist formed by sweat.
Everyone looked at Zhan Tian nervously, wondering if he dared to punch, because as long as he punched, he would kill the Buddhist disciples, and his devouring talent would consume more than the energy limit that his broken body could hold...
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It is wise not to punch, but once he dares not to punch, his Taoist heart will have been blocked, and he is likely to remain at the ninth level for life, or even have his Taoist heart broken...
The Confucian ancestors looked sad and sacrificed their lives to defend the Tao, which was highly praised by their Confucian sect. A very few people did it and were lucky enough to be reborn, but most of them were completely destroyed in the end because of their unsteadiness and various scruples.
The tenth level is actually not difficult. You can go to other dimensions to preach or leave traces. The ninth level is the most difficult, but at this simplest step, Zhan Tian fell into the Buddhist plan and became his death.
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Zhan Tian naturally knew that he was going to die, but he didn't hesitate at all. Looking at the stunned King Kong, he punched gracefully.
"Sealing the sky!"
An illusory scene enveloped all the Buddhist disciples. The Buddhist disciples who were too tired to move opened their eyes with some reluctance and admiration. They were able to escape from the Buddha's physical space thanks to Zhan Tian's Dao Zheng, who could be used as puppets.
, they cannot control their own bodies and skills, so they can only help others do evil...
The punch towards death unleashed the strongest momentum, and the illusory picture was more than ten times larger than the original, completely shocking all the ancestors who were watching.
Millions of Buddhist disciples were once again influenced one by one, turning into energy and pouring into Zhan Tian's body. Countless energy and remnant soul memories rushed into the already dilapidated body.
Death inevitably appears. Once resurrected, energy pours in and death occurs again...
Confucian Ancestor sighed, looked at the ancestors around him, and snorted disdainfully. His skills could not deal with the Buddha, but if these ancestors who were watching were willing to take action, what about the shameless behavior of the Buddha?
May be successful.
"I, a Confucian sect, am ashamed to associate with villains like you..."
Dao Zu closed his eyes, and Demon Zu turned his head. Killing Zu shook the sword at his waist, then let go and killed Confucian Zu. He thought about it, but he didn't dare to actually do it, because it would cut off his path. Once
Being punished by Confucianism and having no descendants to practice the way of killing, his future will be ruined...
Ruzu once again glanced at Zhan Tian, who was constantly falling into death and resurrection. He was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped because he noticed something strange. The resurrected Zhan Tian seemed to be trying to punch, but
Before he could swing his fist, he was exploded by energy again.
Haven't given up yet? The Taoist heart is so strong. Confucian Zu simply sat down cross-legged, took out a pen and paper, and began to write down everything he saw just now.
"Confucian Master, do you really want to get involved?" Buddha's already relaxed mood suddenly felt as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly. Once the things here are publicized by Confucian Master, the reputation of Buddhism will be damaged. Although Buddhism He can rely on forcible transformation, but voluntarily joining those ascetic monks in Buddhism is the foundation. If he wants to advance to the fifteenth level, he still needs a lot of living beings to recognize his way.
"Haha, if you dare to be in the first year of junior high school, why don't I dare to be in the fifteenth year?" Confucian Zu did not stop the pen and paper in his hand, but responded and continued to write.
"It seems that I am too friendly to you Confucian sect..." Buddha said with a gloomy face, about to take action.
"Haha, there is righteousness in the world, why do we, the Confucian sect, fear life and death?" A more righteous voice came from an unknown distance in time and space.
Confucian Ancestor hurriedly set up his pen and ink, stood up and bowed, "Young man has met the master!"
"Haha, I, the Confucian sect, only do things based on conscience. You did a good job. The Confucian sect in the world is one family, so just go ahead and do it. If he dares to touch you, there will be senior Confucian sects to protect you!"
The Buddha's face could no longer hold a smile. He was at least a fifteenth-level Confucian. He did not dare to provoke such a high-level Confucian. A single word could determine his life or death...
The sudden auras of the Buddhas who were about to show their faces disappeared, because there was an even more terrifying big eye staring at this place. Those dragon eyes were full of demonic energy. The Demonic Dragon, who had no idea how many huiyuan existed, was just a look. , let all the Buddhas stay away in despair.
"Senior, I..." Buddha was embarrassed. In front of such a great existence, he was not even as good as dust.
"Haha, good means and good scheming. However, I don't mind. If he falls because of this, I will not take action, because true strength does not rely on shameless means and scheming..." Demon Ancestor Dragon's eyes After scanning all the ancestors, he only showed a trace of kindness towards Confucian Ancestor.
Confucian Ancestor hurriedly bowed and saluted. He was not afraid of power, but for such a strong man who could distinguish between good and evil, the Confucian sect valued etiquette the most and would never dare to neglect it. This was also the basis for the Confucian sect to survive in the cracks.
On the other side, half an hour has passed, and the rich energy is still surrounding the location where Zhan Tian was resurrected.
Zhan Tian, who had died and been reborn countless times, finally threw a punch. A more vast virtual scene appeared, with mountains, water, beauties, handsome men, old and young, and countless creatures with faces all over. An expression filled with happiness, a seed of hope that is hard to see, makes people envious when they see it.
But for just one breath, all the ancestors were shocked again...
Zhan Tian is constructing a virtual world. He wants to replace the parallel world with a virtual world, reach the fourth level of immortality, and break through to the tenth level.
Sure enough, before he could breathe, he came to life again and punched out again. The virtual image that was about to dissipate solidified again and even expanded a lot.
Half an hour later, a virtual picture hundreds of thousands of miles away appeared, with creatures surrounding a tall mountain peak, a heavenly stone monument, and a beautiful lake. Zhan Tian's shadow had solidified...
After another half hour, not only Zhan Tian's shadow, but also a beautiful woman in white appeared beside him, holding his arm...