"Why should I fight with you? You obviously want to consume me and test me. If it is other gentlemen and saints, maybe they will really fight with you after you say this, and then they will really catch you. The way.”
"Don't you dare?"
"How old are you? There is no need to provoke me. If I, Ling Fozi and Bing Yuqian join forces, unless there is another person from Wuluntian, you will have no chance of winning today."
When Xiao Naihe said this, he had already analyzed the situation at the scene.
Long Qingcang took a deep breath and said: "As expected of Xiao Naihe, Taoist friend is indeed extremely smart. Yes, it is because of you that there are more variables. If the three of you join forces, I and I will not die." The Holy Lord is really not sure, but as long as you and Lingfozi are still here, sooner or later we will start again."
While speaking, Long Qingcang looked at the Immortal Saint.
A trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Saint, but he suppressed it for a moment, and said coldly: "Xiao Naihe, Lingfozi, you are lucky today, but one day as long as I can return to my peak, I will crush the two of you to ashes and suppress them forever."
Then, a black mist suddenly condensed on the bodies of the Immortal Saint and Long Qingcang.
This black mist carries a kind of spatial power, permeating the void.
The next moment, it merged with the night.
Everyone seemed to feel that their sight was snatched away at this moment.
Only those who are in the late stage of Shaoshu Wuyuan can understand the changes.
"Xiao Naihe, especially you. The next time we meet, I will definitely take action. Even if I am hiding among the human race, one day I will completely refine you."
Finally, the Immortal Saint paused for a moment, as if the air dissipated, and disappeared in an instant.
But Long Qingcang didn't leave immediately. He glanced at the three great saints below and said slowly: "The master's ability is powerful, but I will get it sooner or later."
"And you, Xiao Naihe, you also have those Qi. Next time the Immortal Saint may kill you, I will kill you too."
Slowly, the figures of these two people gradually dissipated in the black mist, and finally they disappeared.
The strong pressure that originally brought to Gaozang Buddhism all dissipated at this moment.
"Finally gone?"
Bing Yuqian let out a breath.
Not only him, but also those who were hiding in Buddhism behind him took a deep breath.
Today was originally a bad day for everyone.
The other party had just invaded their area like this. It was obvious that they had obtained some powerful means or some powerful equipment.
However, as soon as Xiao Naihe appeared, there were more variables on the scene, and they could no longer continue fighting like this.
"Let's all disperse and prepare to unlock the Buddhist restrictions..."
Just when the abbot of Gaozang Buddhism said something, suddenly, the abbot seemed to feel something. He suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky, and his expression suddenly changed.
Everyone also raised their heads, only to see a shadow flash past, and a breath of blood condensed together, like a sea of blood, filling the air instantly and becoming extremely chaotic.
A kind of transparent and overbearing power condensed in the blood, and the breath of death invaded all of a sudden, like a storm-like invasion.
In an instant, it enveloped the entire world.
"The Immortal Saint."
Ling Fozi's face was extremely ugly. He didn't expect that the Immortal Saint would give them such a big gift before leaving.
"My Buddha is merciful, I take refuge in the spiritual Buddha, the god is connected to the mountain."
I saw Lingfozi clapping his two fingers and grabbing the void with his ten fingers, and a mountain suddenly formed.
The mountain rotated in the air and collided directly with the fist. It was like the collision and squeezing between two planets, crushing everything on the opposite side.
This extremely terrifying momentum once again demonstrated the powerful strength of a saint.
This kind of aura seemed to be filled with the emotion of war, an extremely domineering momentum that reached its peak and was instantly bombarded.
However, the Shenlian Mountains summoned by Lingfozi from the distance were like treasure mountains formed by ten fingers, floating in the sky and colliding with each other.
The next moment, Ling Fozi shouted loudly, rolled his eyes, and a golden light tore open, enveloped it, and tore open a space crack.
Lingfozi forcibly collided these two forces with each other, and the fluctuations produced were directly transferred away.
This is not something that is impossible for a powerful Saint.
But transferring this dangerous power also requires a huge amount of Xiao Naihe for Lingfozi.
According to his strength, it is actually easy to avoid this place.
But here, there are also their high-hidden Buddhists and their Buddhist disciples.
Once he dodges, Gaozang Buddhism will be finished.
"Hey hey hey!"
That was the strange smile of the Immortal Saint.
He didn't think about success just now, but he had to vent his dissatisfaction.
He just knew that Lingfozi would definitely resist this move directly.
Even if Lingfozi cannot be killed, some of Lingfozi's power must be consumed.
"finished?"
Many Buddhist disciples opened their eyes. At that moment, everyone felt the threat of death in their hearts.
But the next moment, Lingfozi spent a lot of power to divert the magical power that the Immortal Saint had sneaked over.
"Amitabha!"
"Buddha has a spirit, and God has blessed me to hide in Buddhism."
At this moment, waves of faint golden light appeared above the heads of these Buddhist disciples.
The golden light gathered together, like a river surging through, and like it entered the body, permeating Lingfozi's side.
"Incense."
Xiao Naihe has practiced Buddhism, and his understanding of Buddhism is probably deeper than that of Ling Buddha.
Of course he knows what this is.
When Xiao Naihe was still in the first plane, he borrowed the power of incense and obtained powerful power. He could deal with the Creator without reaching the Creator.
But the incense was only drawn from the disciples of Yantian Pavilion.
But now in Gaozang Buddhism, the number of these disciples far exceeds that of Yantian Pavilion, and the incense formed is even more terrifying.
Originally, Lingfozi had consumed a lot of strength just now, but now he has recovered to a certain extent from these huge incense and regained his strength all of a sudden. This is the power of Buddhism. (To be continued)