Tian Yuan

These three people are from the Yuqing Ancient Clan, the Kunpeng Ancient Clan, and the Linqian Emperor Clan respectively.

The clothes are relatively simple, all in dark cloth. The footprints of the passage of time are engraved on the face, and the infinite vicissitudes are hidden in the cloudy eyes.

"I will accompany you to the end."

How could the old monk be timid?

The response was like a thunderous explosion, hitting the ears of the three ancestors, causing their bodies to tremble slightly, and their faces suddenly became serious, as if they were facing a formidable enemy and did not dare to underestimate them.

The dark starry sky in the distance has once again become a battlefield.

"Strike with all your strength, don't hide your clumsiness."

Ancestor Yuqing pursed his lips tightly and his eyes were sharp, like an eagle locking its prey, hiding murderous intent.

"How can you hide your clumsiness in a battle with a powerful enemy?"

The aura emanating from the elders was like a volcano erupting, covering the sea of ​​stars.

"out!"

The ancestor of the Linqian Imperial Clan sacrificed a treasure, which was a black halberd. At the moment when his hands were clasped, the old and withered aura disappeared instantly, and his body was proud, like a demon god, with a faint black color wrapped around his body, and he was powerful.

Patriarch Yuqing controls a strange stone with sixty faces, which can be large or small. It is refined from a special star and is full of power.

Ancestor Kunpeng did not need the blessing of weapons, but followed the path of physical skills. His energy and blood began to burn, surging like a raging fire, burning the sky.

"on!"

In the blink of an eye, the three ancestors burst out with terrifying pressure and attacked the old monk together.

The old monk gently closed his eyes, put his hands on his chest, and recited the supreme Buddha's words, with a golden light appearing all over his body.

"clang--"

The three men attacked, but before they could get within a thousand feet of the old monk, they were suddenly blocked by an invisible barrier, making bursts of clanging sounds.

"Tear this barrier apart!"

Immediately, the three of them joined forces and attacked a position.

"boom"

Ancestor Linqian held the halberd in both hands and struck hard once.

"boom"

Ancestor Yuqing controlled the stone treasure on the west side of the sixty-sixth century, making it huge, carrying the law of life and containing great power, and suddenly smashed it.

"Boom"

Ancestor Kunpeng transformed into a part of his true body. He was as tall as a giant mountain and punched hard with his dark and solid fists.

The invisible Buddha-pattern barrier was shaking violently and seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

"It is said that when a Bodhisattva practices Prajna, all dharmas will become peaceful..."

The old monk seemed not to be afraid that the protective barrier would be breached, as he muttered with a low eyebrow.

More than ten breaths passed, but the three ancestors still failed to break through the old monk's defense. They were greatly surprised and found it difficult to accept.

"how could be?"

If you can't even break through the defense, how can you defeat it?

"Such a strong body-protecting Dharma will not last long. As time goes by, flaws will be exposed."

After a moment of self-doubt, the three old men continued to use their killing moves without intending to stop.

"Boom rumble..."

The void with a radius of more than [-] miles collapsed, twisted and deformed, and was pierced by the laws of murder. It was extremely chaotic.

The sky was cut across, various laws were intertwined, and billions of strange lights burst out. Many strange phenomena suddenly appeared, making the people watching the battle hiding in the distance continue to scream in surprise, and they were even more interested in the top powerhouses in the world. Out of awe, trembling with fear.

"The poor monk... is at fault."

These words are the inner words of the old monk and cannot be heard by outsiders.

Anyone with a clear eye can see why it is wrong.

Today's action comes from my heart, touching the long-broken love thread buried deep in my heart.

The poor monk was guilty. Later he went to the Buddha to admit his mistake and recited the sutra thousands of times.

After chanting the sutra for a while, I wanted to use my ultimate power to suppress these troubles with thunderous means. Only in this way can we intimidate all the heroes in the world and prevent the world from making plans for Liu Nansheng.

If you dare to do something dirty to Liu Nansheng, the poor monk will dare to send you to the West.

This is the purpose of the old monk's appearance this time.

This move violated the Buddhist precepts, but the old monk did it despite knowing it.

It doesn’t matter whether he is being criticized or his mind is disordered.

What the poor monk owed her could never be repaid in his lifetime.

"Old man Xuankong is willing to compete with all the donors."

The old monk opened his eyes, which were filled with bloodshot eyes.

The voice was hoarse, as if accompanied by a faint sound of bells and cauldrons.

The invisible Buddha pattern barrier gradually glowed with golden light, depicting the supreme Buddha pattern.

"Such a clear wave of imperial patterns is more powerful than before."

The three ancestors were shocked and couldn't help but feel nervous.

The powerful people who were watching the battle had expressions of horror on their faces. They had never expected that the old monk could comprehend the ultimate Buddha Dharma to such an extent. It was unbelievable.

"The arrow is on the string and has to be sent."

Although they felt a little uneasy in their hearts, the three ancestors had no intention of retreating and were even more intent on fighting. The color of the sky and the earth changed, and visions appeared one after another.

"war!"

The old monk uttered one word, and his white cassock danced like a demon.

The pupils of his eyes were blood red, and a dark black vertical line appeared between his eyebrows.

Vajra's angry eyes are the Buddhist killing technique.

This is serious!

Not only did he harness the power of the ultimate Buddhist dharma, but he also unleashed the art of killing in his full glory.

The old monk has no good intentions. He really wants to move the world and press the proud head of the ancient clan to the ground and rub it before he gives up.

"boom"

The Buddha pattern barrier was automatically lifted. The old monk clenched his fists and broke through the air with one step. He was in front of the enemies and fought at close range without taking any detours.

Wisps of supreme Buddha patterns wrapped around the old monk's arms, increasing his killing power several times.

The fist came out, transforming into a golden Buddha kingdom, and hit the ancestor Kunpeng.

"Come!"

Ancestor Kunpeng was very courageous and did not want to retreat. He wanted to confront the old monk head-on to see whose fist was stronger.

"Boom"

The two fists collided, but the old monk remained motionless, while Kunpeng Ancestor was knocked back immediately. His right fist shattered and exploded, and the entire arm was damaged. Severe pain hit him, and he grimaced.

At this moment, Linqian Ancestor was on the left, sweeping across with his halberd, as powerful as breaking a bamboo, with the potential to chop the old monk in two.

The old monk paid attention to the movements of the other two people and immediately took action. After casting the six-character mantra, the invisible Sanskrit sounds turned into waves of sound wave barriers, blocking the power of the sweeping halberd.

On the other side, Patriarch Yuqing came with a stone treasure weapon, and his attack was as fierce as the stars exploding.

"call--"

The old monk turned his left hand into a palm and pushed back the stone treasure that was coming towards him.

The golden light soared into the sky, covering the starry sky for countless miles, dispersing the darkness in every part of the battlefield.

"Buddha's light shines everywhere, it can save people, it can also...kill people."

The angry-eyed King Kong is terrifying.

The old monk seemed like a god walking in the world. He controlled the supreme Buddha pattern and used a pair of fists of flesh and blood. He dared to fight head-on with three ancestors of the ancient tribe whose cultivation level was not inferior to his own, and he was still not at a disadvantage. Faintly occupying the dominant position, the more he fights, the braver he becomes.

"boom!"

Punch after punch, Kunpeng Ancestor, who was dominant in physical skills, was defeated one after another. His expression was shocked and panicked, and he doubted his life and himself.