Looking at the giant fist that was smashed on his head, a look of horror flashed deep in Fanlong's eyes.

He glanced at Qingfeng and exclaimed in a low voice: "The Pangu Sutra... is worthy of being the highest Taoist method of Qinglian Temple... Qingfeng, your methods are so brilliant, so wise, and easy to let King Wu enter the trap!"

Qingfeng smiled and shook her head.

‘Enter the slap?’

"It seems that I am so scheming... In fact, I just want to make you feel a little disgusted. I really never thought about plotting against King Wu!" Qingfeng shook his head helplessly.

Wu Tie's heavy punch fell from the sky, and extremely thin black marks cracked in the void.

Wu Tie's punch was not only the magnificent power burst out from Pangu's true body, but also completely integrated his understanding of the great way of heaven and earth and one of the way of "fist".

One punch is a world.

One punch is life, death, and destruction.

With one punch, I experienced the world.

With one punch, the disaster was overcome.

Faced with this heavy punch that was smashed to the forefront, Fanlong and 300 disciples of Honglian Temple chanted the Buddha's name at the same time, and then all kinds of Buddha lights appeared on their bodies.

Red, yellow, blue, white, blue, purple... Dozens of colors of Buddha light surging, illuminating the world.

The aura of Fanlong and his fellow disciples became extremely strange. Some were dignified and solemn like Buddhas, some were noble and sacred like gods, some were majestic and extraordinary like emperors, some were monsters and hideous like demons, some were crazy and twisted like evil ghosts, and some were unpredictable like giant monsters...

The Buddhist teachings of Honglian Temple are all-encompassing, both good and evil, and are extremely powerful and evil.

"My Buddha will never die in the past." Fanlong clasped his hands together, and the transparent relics bead in his palm emitted a thousand-foot light, covering them a group of monks.

The Buddha powers of hundreds of people were integrated into one, turning into a Vajra Sumeru mount that was thousands of feet high and floating above them. Wu Tie's heavy punch fell heavily and it hit the Vajra Sumeru mount with various Buddha flames burning.

With a loud bang, the sky and the earth swayed, and a large hole with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles and a depth of the sea bottom exploded below.

The rock layers on the seabed melted layer by layer, burned layer by layer, and turned into ashes layer by layer. The pit sank down thousands of miles, and countless aquariums such as sea fish, sea beasts, shrimps, turtles died suddenly, and the huge waves spreading around were filled with bloody and broken aquarium limbs.

Fanlong sighed to the sky: "King Wu, you have become a demon... Your punch will kill countless evils. After you die, you will definitely enter the eighteen levels of the purgatory of the infinite and will suffer the pain of being unable to transcend the infinite and never be reborn in the infinite and never."

Wu Tie's huge body was shaking violently. His right arm was twisted and broken. His arm, which was nearly 20,000 feet long, broke into more than a dozen pieces. The skin of half of his body was cracked with huge gaps. The hot blood was sprayed from the high altitude like magma, burning the seabed rock layer into boiling magma.

"Being possessed by demons? That's what you forced me. If you want to kill, you will have this cause and effect!" Wu Tie looked at Fanlong coldly and shouted sternly: "You dare to stop me, that's my mortal enemy... Today, there are you but me!"

Wu Tie roared to the sky, and suddenly, in the sky, circles of white air burst swept across all directions, and the clouds were swept into the sky. The blue sky was so clear and clear, as if the sky was lowered tens of thousands of feet, as if the sky was close to Wu Tie's scalp.

The void around Wu Tie collapsed, and the infinite heaven and earth energy turned into chaotic dragons, roaring into his body.

In one breath, he sucked away the heaven and earth elemental energy within a radius of 100,000 miles, creating a huge vacuum of the earth and triggering a drastic change in the world. Countless lightning bolts spread across the void, and turbulent air currents could be seen whistling towards this side in the distance.

Wu Tie's body expanded again from 36,000 feet.

His upper body was especially swelling strangely, at least about three times the previous bust and arm circumference.

Fierce heat continued to ejaculate from Wu Tie's upper body, and the heat rose and turned into a large air wave and rushed straight into the sky. In the blurry and hazy air waves, various strange illusions could be seen.

There are the sun and the moon rising, the world changing, the birds and beasts, the mountains, rivers and mountains...

At this moment, Wu Tie seemed to have really become the Pangu saint who created this world when the world first opened. Behind him were three thousand purple auras rushing straight into the void, and eighty-four thousand golden lights crisscrossed.

A suffocating pressure almost condensed into substance and spread wildly around.

With a long roar, Wu Tie's broken right arm healed rapidly, and all injuries had completely disappeared in an instant. He clenched his fists hard, and the hurricane spurted out from his fingers, shaking the void.

The Vajra Sumeru throne above Fanlong and others' heads was shaking violently, constantly making dull roars, and even spewed out colorful Buddha light tens of thousands of feet high.

On the colorful auspicious clouds condensed by Wu Tie, a group of White Lotus Palace disciples whose cultivation was imprisoned vomited blood. Except for Bai Wen and Bai Wu, everyone else fainted by the chaotic pressure emitted by Wu Tie. The disciples of White Lotus Palace, who were even more galling, were shocked by the pressure and were directly in a fainting state. They were so embarrassed that they were extremely embarrassed.

"Martial King, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it is the shore that turns back..." Fanlong looked tragic and sympathetic. He looked at Wu Tie's huge Pangu body and said aloud: "Otherwise, don't blame me for using thunder means to subdue demons!"

Wu Tie laughed wildly: "Hahaha, sure enough, the thief of Buddhism has always been eloquent. Scared, as well as monks, why are you so far behind the Six Path Palace Masters, Zhu Ri, Zhu Yue and others?"

Fanlong raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Tie in shock: "King Wu knows the whereabouts of other Buddhist disciples? Good, good, so good, great good... Well, if King Wu stops and honestly explains the whereabouts of those Buddhist disciples, I will make the decision to avoid King Wu's sins. As long as he faces the wall in the small temple for thousands of years and repents devoutly, it would be fine."

Wu Tie was so angry that his eyes trembled.

The little mouth and tongue of Fanlong were so amazing that he beat Wu Tie into a real great devil, and made himself look like a truly compassionate Buddha.

Haha, look at what he said, he actually wants to save Wu Tie from his sins, just imprison him for ten thousand years!

"I, I really want to thank your great kindness and for your compassion!" Wu Tie roared, raised his hands together, and then his fists came forward and backward, like the sun and the moon falling, hitting heavily at the Vajra Sumeru throne where the Buddha's light rose.

"My Buddha is eternal and will never be destroyed." Fanlong and the great monks sang in unison.

Their scalp turned transparent at the same time. Through their shiny scalp and skulls, they could see that their colors were different, like brains made of glass. In their brains, they were like pearls embedded in shellfish, with relics of different sizes, colors, and breaths shining brightly.

The wonderful sounds of "Ding Ding Ding" are endless, ranging from twelve or three to more than 200. The most are like Fanlong, with 328 egg-sized relics flying up and inlaid on the Vajra Sumeru mount.

Wu Tie punched him hard and sighed sincerely: "It's amazing, it's a pity that your head is so big that you can hold so many... brain stones!"

Fanlong and the monks trembled at the same time.

Even though they were all Taoist disciples from Honglian Temple, they were still almost confused by Wu Tie's words "brain stones".

The "relics" that made great achievements in Buddhism were actually slandered by Wu Tie as a "brain stone"!

If it was in Sui Dynasty, just by this sentence, Wu Tie would be attacked by countless believers from Honglian Temple. Countless outer disciples and believers from Honglian Temple would be with Wu Tie forever.

There was a loud noise between heaven and earth, and a huge figure sitting cross-legged quietly appeared on the Vajra Sumeru mount.

The man's face was chaotic, and a flame of 10,000-character Buddha Seal rolled, slowly rotating on his face. A more powerful and terrifying aura emanated from Wu Tie, and the world was suddenly filled with infinite light.

Wu Tie's heavy punch hit the figure who was also tens of thousands of feet tall. He heard two loud "dongdong" sounds. On the colorful auspicious clouds, more than a hundred fainting disciples from the White Lotus Palace vomited blood, and blood kept coming out of their seven orifices.

Qingfeng frowned unconsciously and took two steps back.

He waved his right hand, rolled his sleeves, and a ray of clear light flew out, turning into a flexible light curtain, protecting the White Lotus Palace disciples on the colorful auspicious clouds.

Qinglian, Honglian and Bailian are the three gods of the Shui Dynasty. Even if there is a great dispute over interests between each other on weekdays, Qingfeng cannot sit still and watch these disciples of the White Lotus Palace be shaken to death here.

Wu Tie's heavy punch was burning, and the huge figure sitting cross-legged on the Vajra Sumeru throne remained motionless. The colorful Buddha flame stuck to Wu Tie's body, burning his arms and flesh blooming, and a strange fragrance filled the air.

Fo Yan continued to spread to Wu Tie's whole body, and soon completely enveloped Wu Tie's whole body.

The Buddha Flame, which was as sticky as melting glass, burned into Wu Tie's seven orifices, causing Wu Tie to roar with pain, and his internal organs were ignited by Buddha Flame, which made every pore in his body spew out a trace of fire.

"The devil is one foot tall, and the Buddha is three feet tall... No matter how you have thousands of magical powers and secret techniques... Martial King... No, demon, you can't escape the hand of my Buddha." Fan Long looked at Wu Tie proudly and scolded loudly: "You still kneel down and beg for mercy quickly. Could it be that you are about to be refined by my Buddhist supreme magical power of demon refining?"

After narrowing his eyes, Fanlong's voice became much softer: "As far as you are the king of a country, you can enjoy the position of a king, and it is a blessing and lucky person... Even if you commit endless murder, you will go astray for a while."

"If you are willing to worship my Honglian Temple and be influenced and refined by the supreme Buddhist teachings of my Buddhism, my Honglian Temple will eliminate your sins... I guarantee you a golden body and a perfect result!"

Qingfeng sneered from the side: "Fanlong, are you shameless?"

Fanlong turned around and looked at Qingfeng and said coldly: "Qingfeng, if you don't accept it, let's have a fight? You also know my Fanlong's temper. If you can beat me, I will turn around and leave."

Qingfeng pointed at Fanlong: "I have a genital, you and Master Dao, I will fight alone!"

Fanlong smiled proudly, and he said coldly: "My Supreme Demon Subduing Vajra Sumeru Formation in Honglian Temple is these 365 brothers... You are one, and we are three hundred and sixty-five of us; you are ten thousand, and we are still three hundred and sixty-five of us... Qingfeng, if you are not convinced, I will give you time and let you call someone!"

Qingfeng was so angry that his mouth was crooked.

To deal with him alone, there were also 365 people together?

hehe……

To deal with ten thousand people, they still have 365 people together?

Haha... If you believe you, that's a real ghost!

Qingfeng dares to use the ancestral tomb of Fanlong's family to make a promise. If Qingfeng really pulls out ten thousand Qinglian Temple disciples to join forces, Fanlong, this thief, will definitely have other hypocritical statements, completely erase this matter.

The breeze makes the teeth itchy.

In terms of verbal skills, Qinglian Temple is really not a rival to Honglian Temple.

In Sui Dynasty, only the White Lotus Palace can compete with Honglian Temple in terms of language and tongue, but Qinglian Temple is far behind.

Gripping your teeth, the breeze rolled up your sleeves, and you were about to do whatever you wanted.

At this moment, a roar like a roar suddenly came from behind, and a powerful aura rushed straight into the void, and countless thick and powerful voices came from afar. When they came to their ears, there was a shocking and earth-shaking curse.

"Which grandson dares to provoke our brothers?"

"Kill him!"

"It's those bald guys... I saw it..."

"Slay them to death and chop them up!"

"My witch clan!"

"Bloody battle to the end!"

The evil spirit soared into the sky and the blood was rolling. A huge army formation composed of 120,000 and three people broke through the air. The aura of the 120,000 and three people was all stable cultivation of the first level of the God Realm. Their aura was integrated into one, and the evil spirit condensed into huge figures that were tens of thousands of feet high on the huge army formation.

Zhurong, Gonggong, Kuafu, Xing Tian, ​​Xuanming, Houtu...

The ancient gods have completely disappeared in the long river of time. Only in myths can there be an ancient god standing in the surging evil spirit with expressionless faces, staring at Fan Long and others with a thriving eyes.

Even though Fan Long and others had strong cultivation and were full of confidence... they were still frightened in the face of this fierce military formation.

Twelve thousand masters of the Divine Realm.

Sensing their breath, they all entered the Tao with at least ten laws of great way!
To be continued...