Zhao Sheng was secretly happy when he saw the bald old man's reaction. He immediately stopped and waited for the other party to make a decision.
He would never believe that the other party was not moved after hearing this. He needed to know that the ultimate level of transformation into gods was the highest realm that any cultivator in the Tianzhu world dreamed of.
Throughout the ages, countless talented people have been crazy about it, but only a few people have reached the top to overlook all living beings.
The bald old man is about to die of old age, and he is only half a step away from becoming a god. This person's desire to become a god must be countless times stronger than anyone else's.
At this time, this person is like a person who is about to drown, even if there is a straw around him, he will cling to it.
Just when Zhao Sheng was sure that the other party would take the bait, he saw the bald old man suddenly put his palms together and slowly sang: "Amitabha! This old man... I have been practicing Mahayana Buddhism for two thousand years, and I can't stand the test of life and death!"
When Zhao Sheng heard this, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
However, at this moment, the bald old man suddenly stood up. In a blur, the whole person seemed to teleport. He suddenly appeared three feet away from Zhao Sheng and pointed out with a quick finger.
But the bald old man's eyes flashed coldly, and a dazzling white light burst out from his fingertips.
In an instant, there was a loud sound of chi chi chi, and golden finger guns as thin as gold threads appeared out of the sky, shooting towards Zhao Sheng's whole body like a gust of wind and rain.
The finger gun strikes as fast as a thunderbolt!
Zhao Sheng felt that the space around him tightened, and an invisible and huge pressure suppressed him out of thin air, causing his whole body to stagnate, and both his magic power and spiritual thoughts were unable to function smoothly.
Boom, boom, boom!
Facing a life-and-death crisis, Zhao Sheng's heart was ringing with alarms, but at this moment, the disturbing sound of wooden fish suddenly exploded, almost making him faint.
Fortunately, Zhao Sheng did not relax his vigilance before.
He was calm in the face of danger, his thoughts flashed, and he saw a layer of gray "eggshell" covering his whole body out of thin air, blocking the demonic sound from reaching his ears. At the same time, the fire cauldron shot up into the sky, and the spiritual flames bloomed and flew out instantly, like a flower.
A dazzling fire lotus stands in front of its owner.
At the same time, Zhao Sheng's figure flashed and disappeared from the place out of thin air.
The next moment, the golden finger arrow hit the lotus of spiritual flames. Wherever the arrow passed, the void seemed to be cut with fine silky cracks by countless wind blades. The fire lotus only resisted for a breath before being defeated by the arrow and exploded into
Remaining fire filled the sky and fell in all directions.
At this time, more than a hundred feet away from the void behind the bald old man, Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The seven true fires of heaven and earth surrounding his left arm are like spiritual fire dragons chasing each other and blending together to form a seven-color fire ring.
Looking at the bald old man's back from afar, Zhao Sheng's eyes were cold and stern, and he charged up a punch with his left arm.
Boom~
A three-person hugged seven-color fire dragon instantly broke away from the fist, ignited the void, roared and crashed into the bald old man.
But at this moment, the bald old man seemed to have sensed something strange behind him. He threw his right hand back without looking back, pinched his five fingers into a flower shape, and with a flick, countless golden finger arrows suddenly appeared all over the sky.
Breaking through the void, he collided head-on with the seven-color fire dragon, causing an instant explosion and roar.
But under the loud rumbling sound, silver-white arrows took advantage of the chaos and appeared extremely cunningly around Zhao Sheng, shooting from all directions at the same time.
Zhao Sheng was shocked when he saw it, and saw that he had no time to dodge. His body immediately spun around, and the Three Yang Fierce Flag emerged from in front of him. The flag streamer rotated with his body, and the flames exploded and enveloped the owner in an instant.
Boom boom boom!
A stream of silver-white arrows struck the flag. Although the surface of the flag shook repeatedly, it could not break through the ancient treasure's defense at all.
Zhao Shengyu made the three-yang fierce fire flag escape hundreds of miles in a hurry, and at the same time he did not forget to control the seven-color true flame to turn into various fire spirits, and tightly wrapped around the bald old man.
In just a short moment, the two of them fought for only one round, but Zhao Sheng broke out in a cold sweat.
The bald old man holds the flower Buddha's light in one hand to withstand the attack of the seven-color real fire, and plucks the bowstring with the other hand, constantly stimulating the silver-white arrow light.
At the same time, his feet stepped on the wooden fish beneath him in a mysterious pattern, and the dull "dong-dong" sound of the wooden fish kept hitting Zhao Sheng's soul.
The apricot-yellow wood fish is a rare treasure of ancient Buddhism. The thumping sound it makes can ignore almost all visible or invisible defenses and directly shock the souls of living beings. It can be said to be inexplicable!
Fortunately, Zhao Sheng possesses the annihilating gray light. This light is the purest power of destruction and can annihilate any strange force in the world.
If it hadn't been for it, he would have been in trouble!
Tsk tsk tsk!
More than a hundred silver-white arrows penetrated the fire wall, paused slightly, and then continued to fly towards Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron instantly surged a thousand times, spinning out layers of golden flames, blocking all incoming arrows.
Zhao Sheng and the bald old man are both rare Nascent Soul monks in the world. They only fought for a few rounds, and each quickly adapted to the other's attack rhythm.
Although Zhao Sheng's cultivation is far inferior to that of his opponent, he possesses a lot of treasures and is proficient in countless secret arts and magical powers. He fought with the bald old man for a while and still managed to win.
As the two sides continued to fight and consumed a large amount of mana, the bald old man's complexion gradually dimmed.
"Amitabha!" The unknown old monk suddenly shouted the Buddha's name again, and a white bone demon pestle suddenly slipped out of his left sleeve.
This pestle is about a foot long, with a triangular sharp blade at the front, and at the end are three human skulls as big as fists. The heads are divided into three parts: laughter, curse, and anger. Each eye has two groups of Buddha's light flowing, and each mouth contains a color.
Beautiful Buddha bone relics.
When Zhao Sheng saw this object, his heart was shocked. The characteristics of the object were so distinctive that he recognized it at a glance as the Three Demons Guimai Pestle, also known as the Three Demons Entering the Buddha Gui Mei Sheng Yuanxi!
This treasure is one of the religious treasures enshrined in the Daxue Mountain Holy Buddha Temple for generations. It is said that it has been missing for thousands of years.
Who would have thought that it would appear in the hands of a bald old man today.
Zhao Sheng's mind suddenly turned around and he suddenly thought of a secret about this treasure. He couldn't help shouting: "Kowtow before the Buddha for a thousand years! You...you are the old monk Yin Zhen. It turns out that you have not sat down. In this way,
It is rumored that because you failed to become the host, you had a grudge, so you stole the Three Demons' Gui Mei Pei and escaped from the Snowy Mountains, and the story that you have not been heard from since is actually true!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes, I stole the seal of Gui Meichu. But this is what Shengfo Temple owes to me. The person who presided over the position should have been the elder, but Yin Xiuna was
Zamao took it away by force. I asked myself that I was a hundred times more pious than him, but I ended up like this! I am not willing to... I am not willing to..." The bald old man became more and more excited as he spoke. When he spoke, his face was distorted like an evil ghost, and he was roaring.
shape.
However, at the next moment, his whole body suddenly shook, and he instantly regained his composure. With a solemn face, he bowed his head and sang: "Amitabha, the World Honored One is merciful! The old man has just become obsessed with the Buddha."
When Yin Zhen raised his head, Zhao Sheng saw his indifferent eyes and couldn't help but was secretly shocked, realizing that he had the intention of killing him.
In today's battle, either you die or I die!
At this moment, Yin Zhen slowly raised the Gui Mei Pestle with his left hand, and then waved it lightly at Zhao Sheng.
In an instant, a pestle as big as a mountain appeared above Zhao Sheng's head out of thin air, and then hit him hard.
The surrounding space suddenly stagnated, and Zhao Sheng felt that time seemed to have become extremely slow, and everything around him was almost stagnant. Only the light from the pestle was incredibly fast.
Seeing that he was about to be smashed into a pulp by this blow, at the critical moment, a golden light instantly flew above his head and collided head-on with the pestle light.
boom!
The loud rumbling sound shook the sky, the pestle shattered, and the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron flew away for more than ten miles, but it saved its owner's life!
Zhao Sheng narrowly escaped with his life and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
At this time, Yin Zhen was seen raising the Gui Mei Pestle again. His hair stood on end as he violently punched out with his right fist. A large gray light suddenly appeared out of thin air, instantly filling the surrounding area and covering Zhao Sheng's figure.
The old monk Yin Zhen frowned when he saw this, but the bone pestle he raised high could not fall down.
However, the silver-white bow in front of this person suddenly became powerful, shooting out dozens of silver-white arrows in succession, traveling through the void like lightning, and shooting into the chaotic gray light.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared behind Yin Zhen out of thin air. The Nascent Soul's legal domain was compressed to the extreme, and the surroundings of his fists suddenly became distorted and blurred. Under the extreme heat, a gray spear with dazzling flames struck Yin Zhen's back like a meteor.
.
As the flames rose, a faint trace of the law of light and weight appeared on the surface of the gray spear. In an instant, the spear head was as heavy as a mountain, but the speed of the spear increased tenfold again, approaching the speed of light.
In just a short moment, the spear stabbed Yin Zhen directly in the back, but at this moment, a dazzling Buddha's light suddenly erupted from the place where the gun was hit, causing the void to shake violently, and it was so dazzling that it was impossible to see anything.
But then, the gray spear easily penetrated Fo Guang's defense and directly penetrated Yin Zhen!
boom!
At this moment, the spear could no longer maintain its shape and exploded into a large ball of annihilating gray light, completely "submerging" the seal in an instant
Zhao Sheng retreated for several miles, his eyes slowly narrowed as he looked at the raging power of destruction.
"Om~ah~na~ba~mi~hum"
The gray light dissipated in the next second, and the Yin Zhen Baoxiang sat down solemnly and shouted the six-character Buddhist mantra.
At this moment, his whole body was glowing with white light, and it was completely unclear how serious his injuries were. However, the glass Buddha fire ignited in his ears, eyes, and seven orifices. The Buddha's power surged and swirled like the sea, and countless glass bottles swirled around him like golden lotuses.
Immediately afterwards, he pointed out, and countless golden lotuses quickly merged together and turned into a thousand-petal lotus platform that was more than ten feet in size to hold it up.
In the center of the lotus platform, a dazzling white light flashed crazily. It was obviously extremely unstable and could explode at any time.
Zhao Sheng felt the terrifying power contained in the white light, his face changed slightly, and his body was about to move away in a blur.
However, at this moment, an unusually clear thump suddenly entered his mind, and its power was several times greater than before.
Even though Zhao Sheng set up multiple mental barriers in the soul sea in advance, he still staggered out of the void, and his innate magical power was interrupted again!
Zhao Sheng's expression changed drastically. At a glance, he saw that the old monk Yin Zhen was actually using the pestle as a mallet to hit the wooden fish. No wonder the power increased so much!
However, Zhao Sheng was not afraid of revolt, because the more powerful the old monk became, the more obvious the death energy on his body became. Now, traces of black energy have slowly penetrated into the white light, just like white jade with flaws that cannot be wiped away.
Lose!
"While I still have a few breaths, the benefactor can run away if he wants! But the descendants of the benefactor will have to bear the last trace of my anger." Yin Zhen said coldly to Zhao Sheng with an indifferent expression.
Although this voice is not loud, it travels hundreds of miles and reaches everyone's ears!
This is a conspiracy, just because Zhao Sheng cares about others but not the lives of his people.
"Don't even think about it!"
Zhao Sheng shouted loudly, raised one hand, and the three-yang blazing fire flag suddenly rolled into a long spear. Three red, purple, and black suns surged out from the tip of the spear, turning into a dark and deep "solar eclipse" in a flash.
"Like a black hole.
As Zhao Sheng threw his arm forward, the Three Yang Fire Flag flew out like a meteor, hitting Yin Zhen's head head on.
A proud smile appeared on Yin Zhen's face, and he and the lotus platform flew towards him. Wherever the white light passed, the void was violently distorted. At the same time, the Gui Mei pestle surged a thousand times, and the huge triangular sharp blade slammed into the Sanyang spear.
, knocking it out in one fell swoop.
The sound of breaking through the air came, and Zhao Sheng's body froze. Before he could see anything clearly, a terrifying explosion filled his mind, followed by a bone-chilling chill that had reached the center of his eyebrows. He only needed to move two inches forward to let him
His brain blossomed.
Zhao Sheng's expression changed drastically, his eyes shone brightly, and a nine-story gray-white tower instantly appeared out of thin air, blocking the tip of the blade.
Click!
The clicking sound was so harsh that Zhao Sheng flew backwards far away, his head was bleeding, but he still held the Jiu Ming Pagoda with both hands and refused to let go.
At this moment, the Guimai pestle was emitting three colors of golden, red and black Buddha light. The tip of the blade pressed hard against the wall of the pagoda and exploded with dazzling white light, but it could not damage the pagoda at all.
At this moment, a flying fireball came from a distance and hit Yin Zhen's head as he fell down on the lotus platform.
Blessed by countless spiritual fires from heaven and earth, the power of the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron is incredible!
Seeing the meteor coming, the thousand-petal lotus platform suddenly closed, and hundreds of layers of golden light piled up around the edge, trying to stop the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron.
But it’s all in vain!
The thousand-petal lotus platform could not hold on for a breath, and suddenly trembled and twisted violently, and then collapsed.
At the same time, the Three Suns Fire Flag rolled up the torrential flames, carrying the three-wheeled sun, and struck from below.
With the Ten Thousand Fire Cauldron above and the Three Yang Fierce Flag below, attacking from above and below, Yin Zhen will not be able to escape this disaster for a while!
Of course, Yin Zhen didn't want to escape. He immediately recited the Infinite Sutra from the Buddha silently, and his whole body was instantly swallowed up by the glazed Buddha fire. The white light also turned into the Buddha fire, and then a Vajra Buddha with angry eyes was born in the Buddha fire.
The Buddha pointed his finger to the sky and easily flicked the Cauldron of Ten Thousand Fires away. With his finger to the ground, he forcibly suppressed the three suns.
"All sentient beings have suffered immeasurable calamities. The Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, who will?"
At this moment, a Buddhist chant suddenly echoed in the sky!
Zhao Sheng shouted loudly, clasped his hands together, and held up the Jiu Ming Pagoda with all his strength. The black light exploded so much that it could barely suppress the three demons, Gui Meiju, at the bottom of the tower.
call!
He gasped for air and was about to fly away.
But at this moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly lost his sense of Yin Zhen.
At this moment, in the void a few miles away, the statue of the angry-eyed Buddha suddenly "burned", producing a large golden rainbow light. The rainbow light continued to overflow into the surrounding void, and gradually became invisible.
Zhao Sheng looked at this strange scene and understood something in his heart.
The old monk Yin Zhen actually passed away halfway!
It turned out that it was not that the old monk's Buddha mind was persevering, but that he only had one breath left and had no hope of breaking through to become a god.