Guiming's face changed drastically. As the ancestor of the Demon Sect, he was the most apex figure in the world back then, alongside the head of Kunlun, the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and the Sword Ancestor of Shushan.
What a wealth of knowledge.
How could you not know this prestigious Buddhist magical power?
Even this magical power is much more famous than his Blood God Son. Even many secular people have heard of it - Law, Heaven and Earth.
But Fa Tian Xiang Di, like his Blood God Son, is a nearly extinct existence.
Even back then, he had never met a Buddhist master who practiced this magical power. He only heard that there were Buddhist saints like this among the Tantric masters in the Western Regions.
Of course, although Guiming is arrogant, he is only of the Zhongzhou generation and is not so free to offend the holy monks of the Western Regions.
So when he saw Long Xiaoshan's magic, heaven and earth, he was shocked and inexplicable.
It is extremely difficult to cultivate supernatural powers.
Those who can be called holy monks are innate existences.
A boy from Longxiaoshan District, who was only in his twenties, actually condensed the Dharma. Patriarch Guiming absolutely did not believe that Long Xiaoshan was an innate powerhouse. If Long Xiaoshan was an innate powerhouse, there would be no need to fight him, even though Guiming was the same one back then.
He was an innate being, but he was severely injured by the Kunlun Four Ultimate Sword Formation. Even after practicing for hundreds of years, he could not return to his former strength.
What's more, he had never heard of someone who could achieve innate cultivation at the age of twenty.
Could it be that this son is the reincarnation of a Buddhist saint? Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain that someone in Longxiaoshan District had such cultivation at such an age, let alone condensed the Dharma.
Ancestor Guiming felt a warning sign in his heart.
At this time, he had completely lost his thoughts on closing Long Xiaoshan's entrance.
Buddha and demon are incompatible.
He is a dignified ancestor of the Demon Sect, and if he accepts a Buddhist saint as his disciple, if word spreads about it, the whole world will laugh.
Maybe he would have done this in his heyday, after all, it would be a very satisfying thing to slap the Buddhists in the face.
But now, his cultivation level has not recovered and he has just come out.
I don’t want to provoke Buddhism right away.
At that time, it was absolutely impossible to let Long Xiaoshan go. This kind of person was too great a threat, and he already knew about his birth, so he would definitely kill him.
Ancestor Guiming sneered secretly: "I didn't expect that I would meet the Holy Son of Buddhism just after he was born. I don't know if it's my luck or your misfortune. It is said that the reincarnated soul boy of Tantric Buddhism is born with blood and bones. Even though I, ancestor, could not kill anyone back then,
After all, I have swallowed the bones and blood of countless masters, but I have never tasted the innate bone and blood."
call!
Ancestor Guiming made a thought and spat out a mouthful of thick blood energy towards the Son of Blood God.
Blood light bloomed all over the Blood God Son's body, becoming extremely clear, like a blood diamond. A blood knife condensed in his hand, and he slashed. The overwhelming blood light surged in and turned into a cold knife line.
The golden light of the Arhat's Dharma on the top of Long Xiaoshan bloomed. He held the demon-conquering pestle and swung it out fiercely. The golden light surged and eight heavenly dragons were wrapped around it.
He collided hard with the bloody knife.
Golden light and bloody light rolled like a tsunami, filling the entire tomb. Half of it was the awe-inspiring and upright Buddhist golden light, and the other side was the bloody red light of howling ghosts and wolves.
Yan Bing and others had already dragged Li Huan to the corner.
Huddled in the corner, he looked at the fighting Arhat Dharma Prime and Blood God Son in horror.
This is simply a reappearance of a myth.
Even those in the special department have never seen such a shocking battle.
Even Zhao Xiaoqiao was stunned. She had seen Long Xiaoshan's power more than once or twice. Even her own team leader was no match for Long Xiaoshan, but no matter how hard she imagined, she was not as shocked as seeing it with her own eyes.
I recall that when Long Xiaoshan first joined the Special Branch, although his skills were good, he was at most a little better than her.
But half a year passed, and in less than a year, Long Xiaoshan had reached a state that she could not imagine.
This is simply not a human fight.
Instead, the gods are at war.
puff!
The Son of Blood God slashed the Faxiang's arm with a knife, cutting off his arm.
At the same time, Fa Xiang also punched the Blood God Son on the head, smashing his head into pieces.
Neither is a real entity.
In the blink of an eye, they gathered together again.
I saw Dharma and the Son of Blood God fighting inextricably.
The faces of Long Xiaoshan and Gui Ming both looked gloomy.
The two people looked at each other almost at the same time, showing a trace of murderous intent.
The battle between Dharma Prime and the Son of Blood God will not end for a while.
Moreover, even if the winner is determined, it is not enough to determine the situation. Both Long Xiaoshan and Guiming want to kill the other party completely.
Death is coming from the sky, the stars are changing,
The earth sends murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land,
Human beings unleash murderous intent, and the world is turned upside down.
The two of them took action at the same time instantly.
The light of the sword spreads out like a gentle lover's whisper, endless.
Gui Ming didn't use any magic weapon, he directly jumped into the air, his eyes were blazing, and his fists were filled with billowing black energy, and he struck with one punch.
The black fist light touched the sparkling sword light and directly melted the sword light, bang!
The fist hit the tiger sword directly.
The tiger soul sword was so shocked that it almost came out of his hand. Long Xiaoshan also shot out and hit the stone wall, sinking into a human figure.
boom!
Guiming's second punch came without any pause.
Long Xiaoshan's face changed wildly.
The remaining supernatural power in the acupuncture points was forced out, and the body disappeared instantly, boom!
A large hole appeared in the stone wall, dark and gloomy, and how deep it was.
The power of Guiming Patriarch's punch was so powerful!
You must know that this stone wall is indestructible. Even the transformed Hong Xiaojin could only leave a few shallow holes in a stone door at that time...
What surprised Long Xiaoshan even more was that Ancestor Guiming's fist could actually collide with his top-quality magic weapon.
The sharpness of the tiger sword.
Even Grandmaster Henglian can't stop him.
How could Patriarch Guiming's body be so hard?
Ancestor Guiming turned around and said, "My sword skills are good, but it's a pity that I'm still a little too young."
Long Xiaoshan responded with a palm thunder.
Click!
The thunder and lightning meandered nine times and struck at Ancestor Guiming.
There was a trace of hatred in the eyes of the ancestor Guiming: "Thunder Technique, you kid actually learned the Thunder Technique of Tianshi Dao, you are looking for death."
Ancestor Guiming has a murderous aura.
In addition to Kunlun, Tianshi Tao was also one of those who besieged him back then. Furthermore, Tianshi Tao was attached to the imperial court and spent its days catching ghosts and subjugating demons. It was the sect he hated the most, much more than Buddhism.
Long Xiaoshan used thunder to attack him, which touched his reverse scale.
die!
Ancestor Guiming didn't even dodge, he was full of evil energy, and he crashed directly into him.
The thunder and lightning struck him and was smashed to pieces by him. The eyes of the ancestor Guiming were dark, and ferocious black veins appeared around the eye sockets, like a nine ghost ghost crawling out of hell. Long Xiaoshan only had time to block it with his sword, and was killed by the ghost.
Ancestor Ming was directly knocked away.
Crackling!
Long Xiaoshan spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and there was a heartbreaking bone-crushing sound coming from his body.
Bang!
This time, he directly smashed into a stone wall, fell in, and was completely buried.
"Hill."
Zhao Xiaoqiao shouted loudly and flew towards him.
