Master Puhong closed his eyes and closed his mouth, chanting the Buddha's mantras in his mouth, light and fast, like singing but not singing. The "Great Compassion Golden Wheel" that slowly rotated in the air and emitted thousands of golden lights fell from the top of his head. In front of Puhong, countless golden lights turned into the true body of the Buddha and the Arhats. He faced this violent monster that had been seen forever.

The low-level Buddhist singing has grown from small to large, and instantly resounds throughout the world!

The brilliant golden light erupted, making people unable to see it. It was like the Buddha flames in the sky burning everything, swallowing up all the black in front of them, and a huge golden light ball rose in the air. Such a spectacular scene is really rare in the world. Everyone in the sea of ​​clouds was shocked, shocked by the unparalleled magic power of the Buddhists.

It was the first time that Hongyu saw the true power of Buddhism, and a hint of respect flashed across her face.

Faced with the overwhelming golden light, the Beast God finally stood up straight, and a trace of solemnity flashed across his face. After all, this power can dissolve his anger.

The seemingly unrivaled Buddha power in the sky suddenly stopped for a moment. A black line suddenly appeared in the golden light in the sky. When I looked closely, it was the beast god who gently pressed against the Buddha light in the sky with one finger.

A very subtle black line. The Buddha's light spread throughout the sky, probably for dozens of miles. The black line was only the thickness of a human finger. But for some reason, everyone could see it extremely clearly. It seemed to pierce into the minds of the onlookers. The black line, when it looked thin, was actually a ball of solidified black mist.

Master Puhong's face changed drastically, and a faint roar was faintly released from his mouth, as if he was subjected to some huge resistance.

The Buddha light in the sky became even more dazzling. Even the monks around him had the urge to kneel down and devote themselves to the Buddha. But this feeling was never perfect. The black thread was like a thorn across the heart, making everyone feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Master Puhong's face became even more ugly. No matter how hard he tried, the Buddha light in the sky could never take that step and was blocked by the black fog. The key is that the black fog moved.

I don’t think that the black fog carries unrivaled power and forcefully penetrates the Buddha’s light. On the contrary, the black fog is like a real fog, flowing crookedly in the Buddha’s light in the sky. It’s like there is some subtle loophole in the Buddha’s light, and the fluid black fog is omnipresent and can always penetrate through the subtle loopholes.

Under the witness of thousands of monks, the black mist penetrated the entire golden light like slowly and quickly, and gently tapped Puhong's forehead.

In an instant, Puhong's face changed drastically. His face was ferocious, and his face was violent. The next second, his face returned to normal again. However, his mouth was spitting blood and dyed the Great Compassion Golden Wheel in front of him red. The gods and Buddhas in the sky also dissipated.

Countless monks were in an uproar. After all, Puhong's earth-shaking attack made countless monks fascinated, thinking that one blow would definitely make a contribution. However, this huge and incomparable attack was broken by an enemy's finger...

All the monks present felt desperate. Daoxuan saw that his aura was depressed, so he had to stand up.

The water Qilin, who had been on guard not far away, also rose up. Daoxuan stepped into the void, stood on the back of the water Qilin, and looked at the beast god from afar.

Everyone, especially the disciples of Qingyun Sect, cheered. Because Shui Qilin opened his mouth and spit out a simple fairy sword and fell into Daoxuan's hands. At the same time, a kind of vague pressure emerged throughout Qingyun Mountain.

As soon as the Zhuxian Ancient Sword came out, the originally sluggish military morale was once again excited. After all, the practitioners in the middle grew up listening to the legend of the Zhuxian Sword. This immortal sword is equivalent to the Dinghai Shen Needle in the Central Plains Cultivation World.

A beam of light flowed through the legendary ancient sword. Like gentle water flowing quietly, it reached the body of Daoxuan Zhenren. Amid countless cheers in the crowd, Daoxuan Zhenren's body just held the hilt of the sword, somehow his body trembled slightly. Then, he once again tried hard, calmly, and heavily, grabbed the Zhuxian Ancient Sword in his hand.

"The God-given Divine Sword is given to kill the evil demons!"

The true man Daoxuan had a normal face and a calm expression, but he held Zhu Xian in his hand and raised his sword to point the beast god in front of him. He said lightly, in the eyes of countless people, he was like an immortal who could not be blasphemed. Among all the onlookers, only Hongyu vaguely noticed that although the spiritual power in Daoxuan's body was hidden and not released, it was extremely surging. This means that Daoxuan should be in an extremely difficult state now.

Thinking of the saying that Lu Xuan had said before that the Zhuxian Sword was not a treasure of the immortal family, but a magic sword. Hongyu vaguely understood something in his heart. He turned his head to notify his disciples.

"Let our people retreat a little further."

Sword energy soars into the sky, usually an adjective. However, it is not impossible in the world of fairy tales.

The Zhuxian Sword is combined with the Zhuxian Sword Formation on Qingyun Mountain, and its current state is like this.

As soon as the Zhuxian Ancient Sword appeared, the Beast God's face showed an unprecedented cautious expression.

The head of Tongtian Peak is solemn and solemn, not only is the righteous path silent. Even the black beast monsters in front of them seem to feel something, they all calmed down, looked up silently, and watched the sky.

Standing on the huge head of the white bone monster, the bright silk clothes on the beast god gently drifted in the wind, a face that seemed like a boy, but there were countless gazes in his eyes. He also looked at the grand sword formation that gradually appeared in the sky.

The majestic purple aura first rose from the mountain behind Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain. Then the other six peaks erupted in turn. They were streams of extremely pure spiritual power, drawn directly from the spiritual veins of Qingyun Mountain.

The spiritual power soared into the sky, like a huge purple pillar standing upright, suddenly appeared in this vast world. But the purple air was steaming and surging. When it broke through the air, it finally gathered on the ancient Zhuxian sword that looked like a stone but was not a stone.

The ancient Zhuxian sword lit up. Even though it was far away, countless human creatures could still feel it was high in the air. In the ancient sword, it seemed as if something was touched and slowly woke up from its long-lasting sleep.

The next second the sword energy surged into the sky and spread across the sky.

The infinite sword shadows of the entire sky reflected in the eyes of the beast god. After looking for a while, he nodded, his face was solemn, and he sighed:
Chapter completed!