Super Monk - Chapter 4436

Sitting on the bed of clouds, Zhao Fugui’s head is round, bright and pure, containing all kinds of possibilities. He calmly looks at the golden body of the Buddha and thinks about the oldest and most powerful God. Suddenly, he smiles. The top of his head is dark and deep, just like a little supreme Wuji yuan. The cloud suddenly flies out, covering this perfect “Bodhi golden body”. It is consumed by chaos and assimilated by Wuji The other side drops into its own illusory Tao.

At this time, “Zhending Tathagata” came back to a pure Qi and penetrated into his mud pill palace. If his body collapsed, it seemed to turn into a point that was the most difficult to describe at the beginning. The supreme Buddha took the opportunity to repel the zhunti Taoist, shrink the pure brilliant white light with hatred and envy, and escape into nothingness. It made the magic Buddha look gloomy. He seemed psychologically prepared but hard to accept.

In silence, the original singularity splits and rises and descends, surrounded by an ancient Taoist. He has a beautiful face. It’s Zhao Fugui who burst out with a clear air on his head, illuminating the sky and the world, illuminating the past era. His figure extends from the last days of the ancient times to the Honghuang period, and to the years when Huang Laojun, the central emperor of heaven, lived The original Avenue Tree.

It is shaped like a peach tree, with dense branches and leaves, connecting all kinds of roads, under which stands a terrible and dignified emperor.

There are two kinds of pure Qi, one is strong and the other is weak. The strong one flies out first and turns into two figures. There are two kinds of figures, one is a pure and leisurely monk with red lips and white teeth, the other is a pure and handsome Taoist with fan cloud crown, hydrated clothes, sandals and silk belt around his waist. His skin is like glass, and his eyebrows are split. He has a light golden eye, which is different from Yang Jian’s All kinds of illusions and all mysteries are revealed. It is the eight nine Xuangong that Zhao Fugui cut out after assimilating the golden body of the Buddha. It is the perfect incarnation of “Qingyuan Daojun”. It is also a terrible existence of the weak other side!

Boom!

The newly born jiuyoucun of the magic Buddha collapsed, and the evil spirits and ghosts who had been formed again exploded one after another, which made his breath irresistibly lower and his face more gloomy. The oldest feeling of the birth of heaven and earth at the beginning of the world also disappeared a little, a little less.

Zhao Fugui pointed his hand, and the “causes of all fruits” condensed and the illusory Tao fruits flew out. They turned into the ancient and mysterious glass lamp of Tao Yi, which illuminated the heaven and the world, illuminated all kinds of causes and effects, and filled the world with bright star lines.

When the “cause of all fruits” turns, there are several solid, mysterious and unpredictable lines of cause and effect on monkey king, the great sage of Qi Tian. They are skillfully grafted on the “king of Qing Yuan Tao”, which makes him relaxed. It seems that he has taken off some invisible shackles, and is lively and happy in body and mind.

Boom!

With the success of Daojun in Qingyuan, the sense of terror of the magic Buddha is reduced a little, and there is no longer the crisis of the end of the era as before.

He snorted, and his gloomy face turned into a dark fire in his eyes. He spit out a river of heaven again, and deduces Jiuyou again. He connects the deep sea and the extreme south of the East China Sea, so that 10% of the real world is polluted and degenerated. Evil spirits are creeping and born, Jiuyou is immortal, and they are endless!

After that, the magic Buddha turns into black light, disappears in seclusion, and hides in the new Jiuyou of his own Taoist temple!

At this time, Zhao Fugui’s efforts to trace back to the time when Huang Laojun was born also stopped. Because he was burdened with too much cause and effect, too much burden and too much backfire, it was heavy beyond imagination, and every step in the past was extremely difficult.

In terms of fighting power alone, he can now surpass the golden emperor who lost the immortal sword array, but his actual realm still fails to reach the rudiment of Daoguo. To become an ancient man, I’m afraid he has to cut out the third Qing Dynasty of “Zhao Luo Tianzun”.

Make what kind of choice, embark on what kind of road, have to bear what kind of price!

The emperor of heaven left the demon emperor’s hall, and the Qing emperor returned to the boundary of Fusang ancient tree. Amitabha Buddha and the moral God also left the real world and returned to their own Taoist temple. The Bodhi ancient Buddha looked at the xuanming ghost emperor, nodded with satisfaction, and disappeared outside the yuxu Palace.

The great people on the other side tacitly agreed to end the fight, but they were forced out of Jiuyou. On the other side, the color of time faded one by one, revealing the essence of the perfection of nature.

In this case, Yang Jian didn’t talk much. He was holding the Wuji apricot yellow flag in the center of heaven and earth, holding a three pointed and two edged sword in his hand. He turned into Qingguang, and with a nervous wheezing dog, he fled back to yuxu palace. He had strength and background. Without Jiuyou, there was little martial uncle!

With reincarnation seal, the demon king stepped into the new Jiuyou and became the number one strong man under the throne of the demon Buddha. Naturally, the black heaven emperor and the xuanming ghost emperor belong to the pure land of Bodhi wisdom, and they don’t worry about not being protected. While the demon Buddha was influenced by Zhao Fugui’s promotion, the heavenly monsters got out of control and seized the opportunity to turn themselves into nothingness with the help of the demon emperor’s claws and disappeared in the world It’s so hidden that it’s hard to see even the big people on the other side.

The former is good at hiding from the world, falling down and hiding. Therefore, in the beginning, the devil king could rely on it to deal with the emperor and the demon saint. Today, jiuluan Tianzun can also use it to hide and protect himself.

For a moment, all of you in Jiuyou, who used to be in the wind and light, have their own places. Only Taoist Qisha holds his sword and looks around at his heart in a daze. However, he quickly gets rid of these emotions and thoughts, combines his body with his sword, turns into a sword without light and light, escapes from the real world and tries to hide in chaos.Just then, in front of him, the glass is full of gold, and green lotus and Brahma flowers are blooming around him, setting off a perfect pure land with boundless light. In the middle of the pure land, there is a Buddha with a golden body. It looks ordinary, but it feels very grand. He solemnly says: “the past is brilliant, full of dreams. Yesterday killed, today killed, the way is beautiful You are forced out of Jiuyou. Haven’t you realized yet? ”

“If you don’t put down the butcher’s knife, you will become a Buddha on the spot!”

The seven kill Taoist only felt that he was surrounded by a pale golden Buddha palm. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not jump out.

The person who is in charge of the other side’s magic weapon, the great power of nature and perfection, will be attached great importance to by either side. In some cases, it can change the situation, which is worthy of the other side’s great figures to come forward and win over or surrender!

Hum! He did not want to give in. He completely turned the body of Tao. He completely urged the sword of the underworld and cut out a dark sword light that could take away all life.

The light of the sword is like a snake. When it is cut down, a golden Brahma withers and falls into the dust. However, the seven kill Taoist takes the opportunity to jump out of the Buddha’s palm and jump into chaos.

All of a sudden, sparkling, the river highlights, but also strange solidification, the seven kill Taoist sealed there, like mosquitoes in amber.

Beyond the long river, the palace is deep, and inside stands a deep throne, on which there is an unpredictable emperor of heaven watching the seven kill Taoist, calm and dignified way:

“desperate, where to go?”