Chapter 942 Divine Fist
"Three thousand pieces of gold medal, behead my immortal coffin."
"Ascend to heaven's will through feathers, cultivate the Tao and the demonic body!"
Tu Shanjun recited the formula.
The tall body suddenly divided into two sides.
One side of Daoxuan is silvery white, like a banished immortal god, with a majestic and floating divinity. The other side is as black as ink, like the Demon God of the Abyss, the Supreme Demon Lord who rules the world.
More than half of the immortal eyes turned into fairy eyes and devil eyes.
A half-faced fairy, half-faced devil, and a red-haired devil sit in the middle.
The moment the technique was completed, the true form seemed to tear apart the connection and rush out.
Half of the face of the Immortal Lord Demon Lord moved left and right.
It looks like a complete face, but it actually looks like three faces.
The Immortal Lord and Demon Lord clearly had an ethereal feeling of wanting to step out of this body.
With the emergence of the three-phase dharma body, Tu Shanjun's spiritual aura could not help but increase, and the mana he extracted became even greater. However, it seemed that the other end was as dark as a sea of smoke, and the mana he used was just a drop in the bucket, and it was not worth mentioning at all.
This made Tushanjun feel strange.
He was accustomed to compressing his mana and winning quick battles, and he didn't want to be able to fight a protracted war relying on the mana behind him.
In the sea of consciousness.
The old ape in cassock sits cross-legged on the lotus platform, with his furry hands clasped together and kind eyes, just like an enlightened old monk under a tree.
However, the golden armor under the cassock will never make people think that the old ape is a kind Bodhisattva. Even a Buddha can have angry eyes.
Tu Shanjun raised his head and looked at the Zunhun Banner hidden in the clouds in the sky.
At this time, he was not at his best.
If he wants to reach the top, he must display the ghost king's life again and gather the soul banner with thousands of ghosts and gods in one body. However, considering the backhand and the suppression of Murong Jing, he must keep the ghosts and gods in the soul banner.
Luo Tianpeng, who was standing in the void, was still wondering which monk was causing trouble.
At first glance, I thought it was a ghost clan monk, but I didn't expect that the other party would turn out to be the ultimate master of Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
This method is called "Ascension to Immortality" and has infinite magical effects.
Reciting Taiyi Shengxian Sutra can point to the great road.
However, the most direct manifestation during battle is to forcefully reach the monk realm.
If the only sequelae is, it is the understanding of Tao.
The Dao Demon is just Tu Shanjun's personal understanding. In fact, it is the return of the Dao and the unification of the true Dharma. This is a great test for the disciples' understanding. Once there is a slight deviation, they will fall into heresy.
Like Tushanjun, people with Tao, Buddha, ghost, and demon traits are indeed rare.
"Taiyi Shengxian Sect?" Luo Tianpeng muttered, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
The disciples of the Middle-earth Sect are not something they can kill if they want. He can kill, but the disputes caused are not what he can bear now, unless he can become a Taoist.
"I heard that there was turmoil in Taiyi Shengxian Sect."
"You are not in Middle-earth following your teacher to recreate the world, why did you come to my realm of the underworld?"
Tu Shanjun has no idea what happened to Taiyi Shengxian Sect, nor does he know the current situation of Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
It is better not to say anything, lest the other party see his alienation from the sect. Even the core Taoist scriptures are not immune to being practiced by outsiders, although once exposed, they will always be pursued by major sects.
Don't look at the fact that Da Zong Da Shi doesn't strictly monitor the martial arts and magical powers. That's because it doesn't involve their core inheritance.
Luo Manping knew the details of Tu Shanjun. Tu Shanjun was clearly the weapon spirit of Zunhun Banner. How could he be a disciple of Taiyi Shengxian Sect? He must have obtained the Taoist Code by accident.
Taiyi Shengxian Sect, as the largest sect in the Five Worlds, would definitely send someone to arrest them if they found out that others knew their Taoist scriptures.
Seeing the change in Luo Manping's expression, Luo Tianpeng immediately realized that his judgment might be wrong and shouted angrily: "Okay, it turned out to be a thief who stole the scriptures! Today, I will cut off your head on behalf of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect and dig out the scriptures." Publishing your Taoist code can be considered as a favor to the Central-Earth Sect."
Tu Shanjun was furious: "Are you worthy?!"
He is the ancestor of Taiyi Sect.
He is a true disciple who pays homage to heaven, pays homage to his ancestor, and has a great edict in the world.
Who dares to dig up his inheritance, and who can cut off his Taoism for Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
Not even Taiyi Shengxian Sect can do it.
Later, when I met the elders and ancestors of the sect, he also did what he said today.
It is so hard to cultivate this body and soul, who dares to abandon it so easily!
"The gods understand the realm of death."
When the great world comes, thousands of ghosts are angry and roaring from behind Tushanjun.
The roar shattered the universe.
Raising aloft a shrine to Luanyu that seems to be crushing the world of mortals. The wheels are made of evil spirits, and the straight chains gather into a dark tide, like the breath of the abyss.
Luo Manping's blood suddenly ignited when he saw Tu Shanjun using the magical power of pressing the bottom of the box, which would make him slandered as a scripture thief.
It's been a long time since he fought alongside someone.
I don’t want to live and die with a weapon spirit today.
Luo Manping shouted: "Fellow Taoist, let me help you!"
The ten thousand-foot-long Dharma image stands towering above the sky and the earth, and the figure has been completely integrated into the Dharma image.
When the Asura Reverse Blood Technique was activated, his eyes were frighteningly bright with blood, his aura of spiritual intelligence was rising steadily, and the dharma image behind him dissipated and became real.
With one palm shot, it was as if a visitor from outside the world was trying to overthrow the great world of China.
"Your opponent is me!"
Your cold voice was like biting cold water pouring on Luo Manping's body.
Luo Manping said in surprise: "The deer is shocked to death!"
"good."
Lu Jing Sha really took action.
The ray of light trembled and turned into a cold front. Immediately afterwards, the sacred energy of the law was completely separated, and the lifeless mighty art quickly withered and fell on both sides of Lu Jingsha.
Luo Manping finally saw the holy weapon in Lu Jing's killer.
It was a hook that looked like a knife or a sword.
The three-foot cold hook cuts through life and death.
Luo Manping's heart skipped a beat.
A top great sage has asked the two of them to use their strongest methods to join forces to gain a chance of survival. Unexpectedly, another great sage came. Luo Manping couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes. Maybe today is the day for the two of them. The day of burial.
He was not frightened, he just looked at the deer and activated his magic power without hesitation.
Reverse the blood and get reincarnated.
The great technique implements the Dharma, making Blood-Eyed Shura look like an immovable king born in hell.
Lu Jingsha pressed the cold hook on his waist.
The seal said: "Dharma!"
…
Tushanjun's manifestation shrine.
A pale hand stretched out from the Luanyu shrine.
He wanted to activate the Dharma to manifest more, but found that there was no extra mana at all. This made Tu Shanjun's heart sink. This was not because Luo Tianfeng had no more mana to provide, but because Luo Tian blocked the flow of mana.
The most important thing is that Tushanjun's own realm is not enough.
After all, the reason why there is no real body of the Dharma sitting in the Luanyu shrine is not because it is not possible to refining the false to become the true.
That is to say, Tu Shanjun himself knows where the Dharma is, and understands that there is no need to see the Dharma, but the realm is on the surface. Without that realm, he cannot exert his strongest strength.
No magic power, no realm.
What can he rely on, and what should he pray for?
Is it his second life that all the great monks are talking about?
No.
Only he himself knows best that he does not have a second life at all.
The only thing he can rely on is the thousands of ghosts and gods in the Zunhun Banner.
Tushanjun, whose three dharma bodies gathered together, turned into a stream of light and poured into the shrine Luanyu.
At the same time, the pale palm seemed to have two phantoms appearing in an instant.
The six differentiated phantoms merged into one and turned into a great seal that suppressed the world. When this punch was delivered, the tens of millions of ghosts and gods seemed to take action at the same time.
The shadows of fists merged into one blow.
"This punch."
"Ghosts and gods walk together!"
"Suppress the enemy in the cloudy sky."
"Six Paths!"
When he first saw this terrifying vision, Luo Tianpeng was shocked and said: "I didn't expect that a scripture thief like you could refine such a dharma."
Now he understands why the monk in front of him is furious. Maybe he is not a thief at all, but a real disciple. But he cannot say, let alone show any doubts about his identity as a disciple, otherwise if someone tracks him in the future Come, he can't get rid of the responsibility.
Killing a genius is always exhilarating.
Luo Tianpeng is not entirely because of the opponent's genius status, but more as a real opponent.
Being able to display such strength in the Void Saint Realm, it might not be easy for an ordinary True Saint to win, but he is different. He is not only a top Saint but also has a magic sword.
Even if the divine sword is the lowest quality divine weapon, as long as it is a divine weapon, it is enough.
This magic weapon allows him to exert 130 to 40% of his combat power or even more. With the magic weapon in hand, he can kill the unarmed sage of the same level.
Just this simplest magic weapon can make a monk multiple times his own combat power, let alone the ultimate magic weapon and the psychic magic weapon.
Luo Tianpeng will not give up his advantage.
If you want to kill someone, there are no taboos.
Giving up the magic weapon and suppressing the strength is really a stupid idea.
No matter what state the opponent is in, even if it is the second step or the first step, if you want to kill the opponent, you still have to go all out.
"You can be proud to see this knife."
Luo Tianpeng finally made a slash.
It's like a passerby traveling in a frontier fortress suddenly encounters a sandstorm.
This knife cuts out the laws of nature.
The Asura Blessed Land was trembling greatly, as if it was about to split into two pieces under the setting sun on the Milky Way.
The monks of the Asura Cult also felt the supreme divine power.
They had known this would happen.
Anyone who is not involved in the war today knows everything.
This is their attitude.
They will not side with anyone but the winning side.
"Which clan elder took action?"
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Decline and Death Slash competes with the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Is the law of nature more powerful or the law of reincarnation more consistent with the great road?
This is not a collision between swords and fists at all, it should be a contest between Tao and Tao.
On one side is the top sage, holding a sharp magic weapon, slashing the setting sun with the light of the Milky Way, decaying the undead, destroying all dharma, and killing enemies in the world.
On the other side, the three dharmas are united into one true holiness, the gods of six paths are punching the dharma, the millstone of reincarnation is defeated by the phase, the eighteen levels are exhausted, and hell is not empty!
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The world is lonely and vast.
Tushanjun, whose appearance was fading, spat out a mouthful of blood.
Staggering, the three dharma bodies were shattered.
Luo Tianpeng put away the knife and looked down at his abdomen. Silver-red blood soaked the robe.
He sighed: "What a pity."
He didn't expect that even though he had the advantage, he was still injured by that punch.
Tu Shanjun spat out black and red blood and touched his chest. He fell to the ground unable to hold on any longer: "A defeat is a defeat. There is nothing regrettable about it."
"You shouldn't be wading into this muddy water."
"Muddy Waters?"
Tushanjun laughed.
"Just let me give you a ride."
A faint voice came from the distance: "You can't kill him."
Luo Tianpeng suddenly looked in the direction where the sound came from.