It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor

Chapter 47: The Buddha appeared and suppressed everything

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"May you pick more, this thing is the most Acacia!"

After the woman said these two sentences, she gently pressed her fingers forward.

"Huh..."

One by one, the red beans flew away like raindrops all over the sky.

The red beans quickly grew bigger in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi.

"not good!"

The man in Tsing Yi's face changed greatly.

With a thought, blood gushed out of his body.

Blood gas is like mercury slurry, covering the whole body.

"Om..."

The sea of blood in the sky shook.

"Huh..."

A blood column swirled down from the sea of blood, went straight to the top of the man in Tsing Yi, merged with the blood energy on his body, and swirled rapidly around him.

"Howl..."

The howling continued.

From a distance, it looks like a storm, making one's scalp numb.

"Boom! Boom..."

The red bean in the woman's hand in the painting quickly slammed into the blood, hitting layers of ripples.

The sound of terrorist explosions continued.

"Hey..."

The red beans in the hands of the woman in the painting seem to have no end, like a rain of arrows, shooting continuously.

The blood in front of the man in Tsing Yi kept exploding, evaporating into ashes.

The ground was lifted up by the aftermath.

The buildings in the competition venue were cracked layer by layer in the middle of the storm, and exploded into dust, covering all directions.

The entire Jiangyang City was shaking violently.

From a distance, it looks like a doomsday storm with boundless terror.

The person who survived stared blankly at the storm on the field, and the whole person was stunned.

Many people knelt on the ground, folded their hands together, and prayed secretly.

"Damn!"

"Which immortal painted it? It's so scary!"

"Why is Lao Zi so tragic, I encountered this kind of treasure in the first battle!"

The man in Tsing Yi roared again and again, frantically drawing the power of the sea of blood to fight against it.

"No, if it goes on like this, she will be consumed to death, so I can't hide it anymore!"

The man in Tsing Yi shouted up to the sky, "Come out, Blood Fairy!"

This sounded.

"Om..."

The sea of blood shook.

A huge skeleton palm stretched out from the sea of blood and looked down from the sky.

Covering the sky and the sun, the evil spirits are rolling.

The pressure made everyone short of breath and cardiac arrest.

Infinite coercion pushed many cultivators to the ground, shivering.

"Om..."

The palm of the skeleton, aimed at the woman in the painting, pressed directly.

"Boom..."

A loud bang.

In the painting, the woman's body shattered into light and shadow and disappeared.

The Acacia map has completely turned into a blank paper and lost its spirituality.

"Kill them!"

The man in Tsing Yi pointed at Luo Liuyan and the others and shouted loudly.

"Om..."

The palm of the skull changed direction, aimed at Luo Liuyan and others, and quickly pressed it.

The faces of the two women changed drastically, struggling frantically.

Useless.

Any means, in front of the palm of the skeleton, have no effect at all.

The two women were crushed to the ground, unable to move.

There is not even a chance to take the "Lingxi Tu".

"Hey, I failed to complete the son's test!"

"Master, it's not your fault! Who would have thought that there would be a blood demon in Jiangyang City!"

"Yes, the son didn't count it, the human race is in danger!"

The two closed their eyes and waited quietly for death.

the other side.

Chen Daoming looked at the palm of the sky, his face full of despair.

In front of such powerhouses, Nascent Soul Realm is not even cannon fodder.

Now, moving your fingers is extremely difficult.

"Young Master, I am incompetent, I have disappointed you!"

Chen Daoming closed his eyes and quietly waited to die.

"No… "

"do not want!"

Beside Chen Daoming, a group of cultivators shouted unwillingly.

There was despair on his face.

watching.

The palm of the skeleton will turn the crowd into powder.

At this time.

"Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form..."

A loud voice came from the void.

One after another golden scriptures, flying in the sky, glittering with golden light.

It looks like countless golden flying butterflies.

"Om..."

suddenly.

Chen Daoming's space ring shook for a while.

A Buddha statue, drilled out of the space ring.

"Huh..."

The light flashed.

The Buddha statue rushed out and stood quietly in the sky, wrapped in hundreds of millions of scriptures.

"Om..."

Every sutra, drilled into the body of the Buddha statue, will vibrate.

The body of the Buddha statue is rapidly growing in size as the scriptures penetrate.

in an instant.

Buddha statue incarnates a thousand meters, standing proudly in the sky.

Dazzling golden light, shining brightly.

It looks so holy.

The Buddha statue floated high in the sky and slowly opened its mouth.

"Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feelings, thoughts, actions, consciousness, and so on..."

A line of scriptures were spit out from the mouth of the Buddha statue.

Every sentence, like the words of the Great Dao, is extremely powerful.

The palm that was pressed down from the sea of blood disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Howl..."

A roar came from the sea of blood.

His voice was shrill, and he seemed to be suffering endlessly.

"Damn bald donkey, why don't you stay here in Elysium?"

"You also need to take care of this matter? Do you really think our Gorefiends are easy to bully?"

The sea of blood vibrated, and countless sharp howls erupted.

The palms of the skeletons drilled out of the sea of blood and pressed toward the Buddha statue.

The whole world seems to have lost its color, leaving only blood and gold fighting against each other.

"Dead bald donkey, die for this seat!"

A roar.

Thousands of skeleton palms, overwhelming the sky, rushed towards the golden Buddha statue.

The golden Buddha statue did not speak, but just read the scriptures for himself.

"Om..."

A golden light spreads from the Buddha statue to the surroundings.

In an instant, it slammed into the palm of the skeleton.

"Boom..."

The palms of these skeletons that covered the sky and the sun instantly collapsed into powder when they touched the golden light.

"Howl..."

One after another, the screams could not be screamed, and they came out from the sea of blood.

The entire sea of blood was shaking wildly, as if it was about to pour out.

"Sariputra, these dharmas are empty signs, neither arising nor perishing, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

The Buddha statue stretched out his palm, aimed at the sea of blood, and waved it away.

A golden light phantom palm quickly zoomed in, covering the entire sea of blood.

"No… "

An unwilling roar sounded.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

The monstrous sea of blood evaporated directly into nothingness.

The bones in the sea of blood were blasted into ashes.

The man in Tsing Yi looked at this scene, and the whole person was paralyzed to the ground.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

His face was pale, and he muttered to himself.

How could his strongest magic weapon be easily destroyed

suddenly.

He moved.

Incarnate as Changhong and flee quickly.

However.

"Om..."

In the eyes of the Buddha statue, two golden beams burst out.

"No… "

The man in Tsing Yi roared and struggled frantically.

However, it didn't work.

He could only watch Jin Mang slam into his body, and his body was burned into black smoke a little bit.

"Wow..."

A drop of blood escaped from the body and flew away in a hurry.

“Zi…”

Another golden light came in an instant.

Burn this drop of blood into black smoke.

At this point, the man in Tsing Yi died completely and could not be resurrected.

The Buddha statue swept in all directions, and the golden light on his body kept shining.

In the end, countless scriptures flew out from the body of the Buddha statue, returned to the void, and disappeared.

"Huh..."

The statue of the Buddha with the broken arm rapidly became smaller.

In less than a moment, the size of the slap changed.

"Hey..."

The Buddha statue with the broken arm turned into a golden beam and flew back to Chen Daoming's hand.

Sky.

The sun is shining, and the sun is still shining.

Everything just now was like an illusion.