"Three thousand pieces of gold medal, behead me to ascend to the immortal coffin."
"Ascend to heaven's will through enlightenment, cultivate the Tao and the demonic body!"
Tu Shanjun recited the formula.
The tall body suddenly divided into two sides.
One side is silver-white Daoxuan, like a banished immortal god, with a majestic and floating divinity like an immortal. The other side is as black as ink, like the Demon God of the Abyss, the Supreme Demon Lord who rules the world.
More than half of the immortal eyes have turned into fairy eyes and devil eyes.
A half-faced fairy, half-faced devil, and a red-haired devil sit in the middle.
The moment the technique was completed, the true form seemed to tear apart the connection and rush out.
Half of the face of the Immortal Lord and Demon Lord moved left and right.
It looks like one complete face, but it actually looks like three faces.
The Immortal Lord and Demon Lord clearly had an ethereal feeling of wanting to step out of this body.
With the emergence of the three-phase dharma body, Tu Shanjun's spiritual aura could not help but increase, and the mana he extracted became even greater. However, it seemed that the other end was as dark as a sea of smoke, and the mana he used was just a drop in the bucket, not worth mentioning at all.
This made Tushanjun feel strange.
He was used to condensing his mana and winning quick battles, and he didn't want to be able to rely on the mana behind him to fight a protracted war.
In the sea of consciousness.
The old ape in cassock sits cross-legged on the lotus platform, with his furry hands clasped together and his kind eyebrows, like an enlightened old monk under a tree.
However, the golden armor under the cassock will never make people think that the old ape is a kind Bodhisattva. Even a Buddha can have angry eyes.
Tu Shanjun raised his head and looked at the Zunhun Banner hidden in the clouds in the sky.
At this moment, he is not at his most prosperous.
If he wants to reach the top, he must display the ghost king's life again and gather the soul banner with thousands of ghosts and gods in one body. However, considering the backup plan and the suppression of Murong Jing, he must keep the ghost gods in the soul banner.
Luo Tianpeng, who was standing in the void, was still wondering which monk was causing trouble.
At first glance, I thought it was a ghost clan monk, but I didn't expect that the other party would turn out to be the ultimate master of Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
This method is called "Ascension to Immortality" and it has infinite magical effects.
Reciting Taiyi Shengxian Sutra can point to the great road.
However, the most direct manifestation during battle is to forcefully reach the monk realm.
If the only sequelae is anything, it is the understanding of Tao.
Dao Demon is just Tu Shanjun's personal understanding. In fact, it is the return of the Dao and the unification of the true Dharma. This is a great test of the disciple's understanding. Once there is a slight deviation, he will fall into the heresy.
There are indeed very few people like Tushanjun who have the appearance of Taoism, Buddha, ghost, and demon.
"Taiyi Shengxian Sect?" Luo Tianpeng muttered, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
They can't kill the disciples of the Central-Earth Sect if they want. They can kill, but the disputes caused are not what he can bear now, unless he can become a Tao Lord.
"I heard that there was turmoil in the Taiyi Shengxian Sect."
"You are not in Middle-earth following your teacher to recreate the universe, so why did you come to my realm of the underworld?"
Tu Shanjun has no idea what happened to Taiyi Shengxian Sect, nor does he know the current situation of Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
It is better not to say anything, lest the other party see that he is alienated from the sect. Even the core Taoist scriptures are not immune to being practiced by outsiders, although once they are exposed, they will always be pursued by major sects.
Don't look at it. Da Zong Da Shi doesn't strictly monitor the martial arts and magical powers. That's because it doesn't involve their core inheritance.
Luo Manping knew the details of Tu Shanjun. Tu Shanjun was clearly the weapon spirit of Zunhun Banner. How could he be a disciple of Taiyi Shengxian Sect? He must have obtained the Dao Canon by accident.
Taiyi Shengxian Sect, as the largest sect in the middle of the Five Worlds, will definitely send someone to arrest them if they discover that others know their Taoist scriptures.
Seeing the change in Luo Manping's expression, Luo Tianpeng immediately realized that his judgment might be wrong and shouted angrily: "Okay, it turned out to be a thief who stole the scriptures! Today, I will cut off your head on behalf of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect and dig out your head."
Publishing your Taoist canon can be regarded as a favor to the Central-Earth Sect."
Tu Shanjun was furious: "You deserve it?!"
He is the ancestor of Taiyi Sect.
He is a true disciple who pays homage to heaven, pays homage to his ancestors, and has a great imperial edict in the world.
Who dares to dig up his inheritance, and who can cut off his path for Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
Not even Taiyi Shengxian Sect can do it.
Later, when I met the elders and ancestors of the sect, he also said what he said today.
It is so difficult to cultivate this body and soul, who dares to abandon it so easily!
"The gods know the state of death."
When the great world comes, thousands of ghosts are furious and roaring from behind Tushanjun.
The roar shattered the universe.
A shrine of Luanyu is raised high as if it is about to crush the world of mortals. The wheels are made of evil spirits, and the straight chains gather into a dark tide, like the abyss exhaling breath.
When he saw Tu Shanjun using the magical power of pressing the bottom of the box, which would make him slandered as a scripture thief, the blood in Luo Manping's chest was suddenly ignited.
It's been a long time since he fought alongside someone.
I don't want to live and die with a weapon spirit today.
Luo Manping shouted: "Fellow Taoist, I'm here to help you!"
The ten thousand-foot-long Dharma image stands towering above the sky and the earth, and the figure has been completely integrated into the Dharma image.
When the blood-reverse Asura Reincarnation Technique is activated, his eyes are frighteningly bright with blood, his aura of spiritual intelligence is rising steadily, and the dharma image behind him dissipates and becomes real.
With one palm shot, it looked like a visitor from outside the world was trying to overthrow the great world of China.
"Your opponent is me!"
Your cold voice was like biting cold water pouring on Luo Manping's body.
Luo Manping said in surprise: "The deer is shocked to death!"
"good."
Lu Jing Sha really took action.
The ray of light trembled and turned into a cold front. Immediately afterwards, the sacred energy of the Dharma was completely separated, and the lifeless mighty art quickly withered and fell on both sides of Lu Jingsha.
Luo Manping finally saw the holy weapon in Lu Jing's killer.
It was a hook that looked like a knife or a sword.
The three-foot cold hook cuts through life and death.
Luo Manping's heart skipped a beat.
A top great sage had asked the two of them to use their strongest methods to join forces to gain a chance of survival. Unexpectedly, another great sage arrived. Luo Manping couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes. Maybe it was the two of them today.
The day of burial.
He was not frightened, he just looked at the deer and activated his magic power without hesitation.
Reverse blood and regain body.
The great technique implements the Dharma, making Blood-Eyed Shura look like an Immovable King born in hell.
Lu Jingsha pressed the cold hook on his waist.
The seal said: "Dharma!"
…
Tushanjun's manifestation shrine.
A pale hand stretched out from the Luanyu shrine.
He wanted to activate the Dharma to manifest more, but found that there was no extra mana at all. This made Tu Shanjun's heart sink. This was not because Luo Tianfeng had no more mana to provide, but because Luo Tian blocked the flow of mana.
The most important thing is that Tu Shanjun's own realm is not enough.
After all, the reason why there is no real body of the Dharma sitting in the Luanyu shrine is not because it is not possible to practice the real thing.
That is to say, Tu Shanjun himself knows where the Dharma is and understands that there is no need to see the Dharma. However, the realm is on the surface. Without that realm, he cannot exert his strongest strength.
There is no magic power and no realm.
What can he rely on, and what should he pray for?
Is it his second life that all the great monks are talking about?
No.
Only he himself knows best that he does not have a second life at all.
The only thing he can rely on is the thousands of ghosts and gods in the Zunhun Banner.
Tushanjun, whose three dharma bodies gathered together, turned into a stream of light and poured into the shrine Luanyu.
At the same time, the pale palm seemed to have two phantoms appearing in an instant.
The six differentiated phantoms merged into one and turned into a great seal that suppressed the world. When this punch was delivered, the tens of millions of ghosts and gods seemed to take action at the same time.
The shadows of fists merged into one blow.
"This punch."
"Ghosts and gods walk together!"
"Suppress the enemy in the cloudy sky."
"Six Paths!"
When he first saw this terrifying vision, Luo Tianpeng was shocked and said: "I didn't expect a scripture thief like you to be able to refine such a Dharma."
Now he understands why the monk in front of him is furious. Maybe he is not a thief at all, but a real disciple. But he cannot say, let alone show any doubts about his identity as a disciple, otherwise if someone tracks him in the future
Now, he can't escape responsibility.
Killing a genius is always exciting.
Luo Tianpeng is not entirely because of the opponent's genius status, but more as a real opponent.
Being able to display such strength in the Void Saint Realm, it might not be easy for an ordinary True Saint to win, but he is different. He is not only a top Saint but also has a magic sword.
Even if the divine sword is the lowest quality divine weapon, as long as it is a divine weapon, it is enough.
This magic weapon allows him to exert 130 to 40% of his combat power or even more. With the magic weapon in hand, he can kill the unarmed sage of the same level.
Just this simplest magic weapon can make a monk multiple times his own combat power, let alone the ultimate magic weapon and the psychic magic weapon.
Luo Tianpeng will not give up his advantages.
If you want to kill someone, there are no taboos.
Giving up the magic weapon and suppressing the strength is really a stupid idea.
No matter what state the opponent is in, even if it is the second step or the first step, if you want to kill the opponent, you still have to go all out.
"You can be proud to see this sword."
Luo Tianpeng finally made a slash.
It's like a passerby traveling in a frontier fortress suddenly encounters a sandstorm.
This knife cuts out the laws of nature.
The Asura Blessed Land trembled greatly, as if it was about to split into two pieces under the setting sun on the Milky Way.
The monks of the Asura Sect also felt the supreme divine power.
They had known this would happen.
Anyone who has not participated in the war today knows everything.
This is their attitude.
They will not stand next to anyone, only to the winning side.
"Which clan elder took action?"
…
Decline and Death Slash competes with the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Is the law of nature more powerful or the law of reincarnation more consistent with the great road?
This is not a collision between swords and fists at all, it should be a contest between Tao and Tao.
On one side is the top sage, holding a sharp magic weapon, slashing the setting sun with the light of the Milky Way, decaying the undead, destroying all dharma, and killing enemies in the world.
On the other side, the three dharmas are unified into one true holiness, the gods of six paths are punching the dharma, the millstone of reincarnation is defeated by the phase, the eighteen levels are exhausted, and hell is not empty!
…
The world is silent and vast.
Tushanjun, whose appearance was fading, spat out a mouthful of blood.
Staggering, the three dharma bodies were shattered.
Luo Tianpeng put away the knife and looked down at his abdomen, where silver-red blood soaked the robe.
He sighed: "What a pity."
He also didn't expect that even though he had the advantage, he was still injured by that punch.
Tu Shanjun vomited out black and red blood and touched his chest. He fell to the ground unable to hold on any longer: "A defeat is a defeat. There is nothing regrettable about it."
"You shouldn't wade into this muddy water."
"Muddy Waters?"
Tu Shanjun laughed.
"Just let me give you a ride."
A faint voice came from the distance: "You can't kill him."
Luo Tianpeng suddenly looked in the direction where the sound came from.