Tian Yuan

The golden Buddha's hand points to the battlefield.

With just one click, you can destroy the heavens and the earth.

The breath of death enveloped the three ancestors, making their bodies stiff, and an extreme chill came from their heels and spread throughout their bodies.

Ancestor Linqian's mouth was trembling, and he stopped activating the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform. His pupils that sometimes dilated and sometimes contracted were stuck with a thick layer of fear.

To put it another way, Ancestor Linqian didn’t know if he could rely on the imperial soldiers to suppress the old monk. Anyway, he couldn’t escape and there was a high probability that he was going to see his ancestors.

"Buddhist Imperial Soldiers!"

"The old monk actually called out the Buddha's Hand hidden in the Emperor Star."

"The situation of the war has changed. How will it end?"

"No wonder the old monk looked at the elders of the ancient clan without changing his expression."

The powerful men who were watching the battle from a distance obviously noticed the golden Buddha's hand protruding from the barrier of the Emperor Star. They were surprised and filled with fear.

The tense atmosphere lasted for a while, and the old monk no longer remained silent and took a step forward.

"pat"

With one step, the golden lotus suddenly appeared.

The old monk standing on the golden lotus is wearing a white cassock, with a few wisps of blood dotting the corners of his clothes, as if stained with the smell of the mortal world, as if he were a Buddha.

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner's Demonic Finger!"

The battle is not over yet, how can the old monk give up.

After taking a step, he raised his right hand and pointed his index finger towards the three ancestors in front of him.

"Wow—"

Suddenly, the shadow of an ancient Buddha came from the depths of the dark starry sky. It was huge, solemn and solemn.

The old monk raised his hand, and the ancient Buddha's shadow made the same move.

With a flick of his finger, Buddha's light surged in overwhelmingly, flooding the battlefield in an instant.

Ancestor Lin Qian really wanted to mobilize the imperial troops to defend him, but the golden Buddha's hand in the distance put too much pressure on him, so he hesitated.

"Stop!"

Ancestor Kunpeng and Ancestor Yuqing are located in the same void, and they work together to resist.

As for Ancestor Linqian, one song is locked by the invisible law of Buddha's hand and cannot be moved. The slightest movement will most likely lead to the Buddha's hand, leading to disastrous consequences.

"Boom!"

The two ancestors looked up at the phantom of the giant Buddha and felt deep regret. If I had known that this old monk was so terrifying, I would never have come forward to fight with him. It would not only be embarrassing, but also endanger my own life.

The loud noise of the collision of Taoist magic shook the sea of ​​stars and tore apart the sky for millions of miles.

"Clearly--"

The sound of the Tao makes a sensation, reversing the yin and yang. At the core of the battlefield, sometimes the golden light scattered, and sometimes it was pitch black.

The two ancestors struggled to resist the ferocious attack of the old monk. Their bones were broken and their flesh and blood fell off.

In just a few breaths, the Buddha's light became even stronger. It was obvious that the old monk had increased his intensity and was bound to suppress his opponent with domineering means without sparing any force.

"I can't stand it anymore."

Ancestor Kunpeng looked the most miserable, with blood all over his body, skin and flesh torn, and a ferocious growl on his face.

"If you are not sure of winning, then withdraw your magical power, bow your head and retreat."

Ancestor Yuqing couldn't bear it any longer. He turned around and glanced at the ancestor of the Linqian Imperial Clan who was still hesitating. He looked anxious and urged.

I wanted to summon the ancestral weapon again, but I didn’t have the courage.

In the end, Ancestor Linqian struggled for a while, gritted his teeth and made a decision: "Give up!"

Immediately, the ninth-grade lotus platform tore through the void, slowly sank, and disappeared from the eyes of the world.

The three ancestors knew very well what the outcome would be if they continued to fight, so there was no need to hold on and aggravate the injury. It was better to end it as soon as possible.

"We are not good at learning, so I am willing to admit defeat to the eminent monk."

If he doesn't bow his head, the old monk might really have murderous intentions. Regardless of whether they could accept it or not, the three ancestors had to admit this result. They lost all face. When they shouted these words, they exhausted all the remaining strength in their bodies and showed their exhaustion.

The voice of admitting defeat reached the ears of many people. At first, everyone was stunned and confused, and then they were shocked and couldn't believe it.

Now that the result has been determined, the old monk should stop.

Fighting to the death will not solve the problem, but will only make it more troublesome.

No matter what, the heritage of the Immortal Ancient Clan is there.

"The poor monk is rude."

The old monk bowed politely to the three ancestors to show his magnanimity as an eminent Buddhist monk.

The poor monk does not use the golden Buddha's hand, but wants to defeat you with absolute strength and let you know who has the biggest fist. However, if you want to awaken the ancestral weapon, the poor monk also has the means left by the Buddha to fight against it.

Either don't fight, be compassionate, and save the world.

Once you take action, you must convince your opponent and be convinced.

If you see a poor monk in the future, remember to take a detour. Otherwise, the iron fist of the poor monk will still fall on you.

You still have to do some superficial etiquette.

After all, we are Buddhist abbots and we want to leave a good impression on the world.

"Master, you are welcome."

The three ancestors experienced firsthand how terrifying the old monk was, and they were ashamed to accept this bow. They quickly bowed their hands and bowed back, feeling ashamed and speechless.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them dragged their injured bodies and left the void in dejection, hiding in a dark corner, not to be seen by the world.

Everyone in the ancient clan witnessed this scene and were dumbfounded.

Shock, fear, uneasiness, apprehension, etc.

Various emotions are mixed together and fill the hearts of many people, making their expressions often change and unable to calm down.

"Donors, do you have any questions?"

The old monk found that the old men of the ancient tribe had not retreated yet, so he took a few steps forward and looked closely. His voice was calm, but it contained a strong meaning that could not be disobeyed.

The old men who surrounded Liu Nansheng broke away from their surprise, immediately realized what was happening, and stepped back one after another.

The means of sealing the void were lifted, and the road was opened again, no longer blocking it.

At this point, the old monk was powerful in the heavens, and his domineering attitude was imprinted on the souls of countless monks.

"Crash-"

In the blink of an eye, all the elders dispersed like a tide.

Liu Nansheng was no longer trapped, and there was no one around him.

He raised his eyes and looked at the old monk standing in the void not far away. There was no change in his expression on the surface, but his heart was different, more or less not calm.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

The weather-beaten eyes tell a lot.

The old monk clasped his hands together, smiled slightly, and nodded to show his goodwill.

"whoosh"

The next moment, the old monk turned around, walked away, and gradually disappeared.

Liu Nansheng withdrew his gaze and left with complicated emotions.

A group of onlookers were stunned, having an understanding of the old monk's strength, with awe in their eyes.

After this incident, Liu Nansheng should not be in trouble. Because behind her is the Buddhist abbot, a top powerhouse who can overpower all the ancestors of the ancient clan. He is powerful and domineering, making people fearful.

"Don't mess with the monk."

Some senior officials of the ancient clan recalled the battle just now and came to this conclusion with a serious tone.