When this Buddha's light flickered in the void, it immediately enveloped Han Siyuan.
At that moment, Han Siyuan felt as if his whole soul was suddenly locked by the Tathagata Buddha.
"Buddhist and Taoist supernatural powers? Are you a disciple of Tantric Buddhism?"
Han Siyuan's reaction was just like the people in the Everlasting Hatred Demon Palace, because now among the 3,300 worlds, the reputation of Tantric Buddhism as a holy land of Buddhism and Taoism is too strong.
So that anyone who saw the Tathagata palm seal displayed by Xiao Naihe would immediately think that Xiao Naihe was a disciple of the Tantric Sect.
But now, Han Siyuan shook his head and muttered: "No, even the Tantra monk Xuanji has practiced to the ninety-nine levels of aperture, reaching the stage of great perfection. And you have visualized the eighty-eight levels of aperture. , I haven’t reached the Great Perfection yet, I didn’t expect that there are other people in this world who can practice orthodox Buddhism and practice to this level.”
Han Siyuan said in surprise.
But his fist intention was still so fierce. With one punch, the entire void was almost torn open.
Bang bang bang... boom boom...
At this moment, his fist struck in the void, and there was a smell of sulfur everywhere, as if the entire volcano was blown to pieces with one punch.
In an instant, the shadow disappeared.
"Here comes my second punch."
Han Siyuan shouted fiercely, his fist intention seemed to be that of a heavenly dragon. Although compared to the Emperor's True Dragon Armor on Xiao Naihe, his dragon intention was still slightly inferior, but his own power was no less than that of any true dragon.
The moment he punched out, the huge space was almost shattered.
"Seventh level of the Supreme Realm, worthy of being the Creator of the World, Sister Han, your father's strength is probably not inferior to that of my master."
Han Yue glanced at it and couldn't help but sigh, her expression changing constantly.
Lin Yueru also looked at it blankly, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, it's so amazing. Even my father can't be far behind."
Han Wantong did not speak, but Wang Junqi on the side smiled slightly: "Qiankun Taoist Master of the Three Pure Ones has become the creator of the seventh level of the Supreme Realm 1,500 years ago, and has even begun to touch the stage of thunder passing through the nine tribulations. Yes. And Yue Ru, your father, is the reincarnation of the Great Shang Emperor and the Creator of the World. These two people are both on the same level."
After saying that, Wang Junqi's expression changed again, she looked towards Xiao Naihe, and said slowly: "There is also this fellow Daoist Xiao, who is young. Although he has not broken through to the seventh level of the Supreme Realm and became the Creator. But with the With his current methods, Taoist tools and luck, he is probably the first person under the Creator. No wonder Emperor Zhentian died in the hands of this child, and his death was not unjust."
Xiao Naihe's method really shocked everyone present.
At this time, Xiao Naihe, the eighty-eight layers of light shrouded behind him merged with the Tathagata Buddha. The Buddha suddenly opened his eyes, and a burst of light was released from his eyes. In the large space, a golden ocean filled the past.
After a while, everything was spread above.
Suddenly, a fist hit him directly.
Han Siyuan's punch was like a spark hitting the earth, hitting the Tathagata Buddha hard.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise.
Boom boom boom boom boom – boom boom!
This loud noise came, and a huge hole was suddenly knocked out of the void.
Xiao Naihe's spiritual thoughts suddenly filled the air, and after a while, he saw the Tathagata Buddha staying in the void, and his fist intention had disappeared.
In other words, Han Siyuan still did not defeat Xiao Naihe in the second move.
"Okay, okay, okay! Fellow Daoist Xiao, you are really powerful. No wonder Emperor Zhentian died in your hands. With your current methods, I'm afraid even the Creators in the world can compete with you."
By now, Han Siyuan truly regarded Xiao Naihe as a person at his stage. Xiao Naihe's powerful tools and methods were recognized by Han Siyuan.
"Third move, come out! Light of Creation!"
Suddenly, the entire sky was filled with chaos, and Xiao Naihe suddenly felt as if his soul was being enveloped.
The Tathagata Buddha behind him suddenly became thinner.
"This is my famous trick, the Tao I learned when I stepped into the Creator. Now, you can take over it too!"
Han Siyuan shouted, and suddenly a golden light filled the void, as if pieces of golden pictures and text were filled above.
The entire space seems to have become a landscape painting, and Han Siyuan is the master of landscape paintings.
Twisted, still twisted.
Xiao Naihe felt that his soul was about to be controlled at that moment.
"The Creator is worthy of being the Creator. Compared with Tai Shuangtian's cultivation level, Han Siyuan is only higher but not lower."
Xiao Naihe raised his brows, and suddenly the eighty-eight-fold light circle behind him seemed to be breaking through. Suddenly it started to flicker, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds came: "I have heard that you should have great compassion. Observe all living beings." Don’t give up. Think about all things. Do not seek the consequences. It is like an illusion or a change.
"Life and death are important matters in this world. You only seek the fields of blessings all day long. You do not seek to escape from the sea of life and death. Your own nature is like a delusion. How can you save blessings."
This burst of Sanskrit sounds suddenly came in, as if to persuade Han Siyuan to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.
Suddenly, a huge divine wheel appeared behind Xiao Naihe. At that moment, it seemed that the world had become very chaotic.
What Xiao Naihe used at this moment were two magical powers, the demonic and Buddhist, as well as a punch, the light of humanity.
The entire space is filled with Xiao Naihe's power.
"Is this... the path of demons, humanity, and Buddhism?"
Han Siyuan was immediately shocked. After seeing the power of Xiao Naihe's three avenues, he suddenly came back to his senses.
"It's the legendary Saint Son of Third Cultivation, and you are actually the Saint Son of Third Cultivation?"
But as soon as his voice fell, all the golden pictures and texts in the void were neutralized by the power of these three avenues.
Han Siyuan took a few steps back and looked at Xiao Naihe with shock.
In an instant, Han Siyuan suppressed his horrified expression, exhaled a breath, and said: "Well done, you won, boy, you are indeed powerful, you are actually the Third Cultivation Saint!"
Xiao Naihe smiled slightly, put away the divine wheel behind his back, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Han accepted the offer."
"Holy Son of Third Cultivator, I finally know why you were able to kill Emperor Zhentian."