Chapter 1118 Old Buddha

Chapter 1118 Old Buddha

Everyone on the giant ship held their breath and concentrated.

Several Dao Lords made their own calculations, and Feng Xi sighed: "Even the second elder of the Nether Clan is here."

While speaking, he glanced sideways at Wu Rong, who was sitting high on the throne.

He actually wanted to know how much mana support Wu Rong still had.

"I'm not being kind, I just don't know if Dao Lord has the strength to fight again." Huo Ya Dao Lord pondered undecided.

He suddenly realized that the underworld's response was somewhat abnormal.

Most of the strength was mobilized, it seemed like it came out in full force.

Logically speaking, even if the upper reaches of the Styx River were unified, the Nether Clan should not be so desperate.

As if fighting for something.

"this……"

"With our level of cultivation, we can't interfere."

Ji Na Heiyan spread her hands helplessly. It was really sad to think that she was also a famous and powerful person who didn't even have a chance to make a move and couldn't even get on the card table.

King Yasha hugged his shoulders and said nothing. He was also speculating on the intentions of the underworld.

Wu Zhaohou opened his mouth and could only accept his fate.

Thousands of soldiers in the giant fleet are waiting for the king's order.

Luo Shentong pursed his lips and said: "Palace Master, if you are unable to do it, our Shura clan has a secret magical power..."

Wu Rong's expression remained unchanged, without any fear.

As for how much Dali's power is left, others can't see it, but he knows it very well.

Dantian Fahai is only a little over 20%.

He couldn't let the underworld monks see that his magic power was the basis of his martial arts, and he couldn't let the underworld powerful ones feel his weakness.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Luo Shentong: "What secret technique?"

"The art of Heavenly Shura..." Luo Shentong told Wu Rong the great magical power.

Wu Rong nodded after hearing this. This was indeed a supreme magical power that could turn the tide of the battle.

But before that, he had to confirm with the elders of the sect. He lowered his voice and said, "When will the elders of the sect arrive?"

Elder Qiu cupped his hands and said, "For the record, Palace Master, the elders of the sect should already be on the way..."

Speaking of this, he hesitated a little and said: "It's cloudy here after all. It's hard for the sect to take action. We have to worry about Dongyue. I wonder if the master of the palace has any back-up arrangements in the royal court?"

Wu Rong's eyes were solemn. He had indeed handed the memorial to the Royal Court. Coupled with the signal from the Royal Court's angel, he estimated that support from the Royal Court would also come.

They should have shown their due value, right?

"Could it be..." Wu Rong frowned.

There is no doubt about the master's strength, but he lacks magic power.

Now all he can think about is burning Dao blood and refining a body of life blood into mana that is enough for the master to use great supernatural powers. Doing this should be regarded as showing value.

Thinking of this, Wu Rong slowly stood up.

Twist.

Cast a spell.

Be ready to burn Dao blood at any time.

"hey-hey!"

Ghost God Tushanjun smiled and slowly raised the hammer: "You can come and try."

The hoarse voice made Ji Boxhen's expression shocked.

He saw a hint of madness in the three pairs of eyes.

"I'm not sure whether I can kill you all now by using the spirit demon to endure death, supplemented by the emotional obsession."

"But I can't control that much at that time."

Tu Shanjun stepped closer to Yan Huahua's Taoist body, pulled out the Universe Refining Furnace, pinched Yan Huahuasana's soul, opened the soul flag, and said with a stern smile: "The evil energy of the powerful Three Flowers is enough for me to reshape the Taoist body!"

Ji Boshen's expression changed drastically.

In the end, I still didn't decide to take action.

Behind the underworld is Taiyi Shengxian Sect. I don’t know what role Dongyue plays in it, but it is definitely not simple.

The Hades must be prepared to offend both parties.

If Ji Jianzun is inferior to the other party, the Ning clan will take this opportunity to stand on the front line of Dongyue and replace the Lord of the Underworld.

However, Ji Jianzun was not strong enough, and neither the Sea-turning Pot nor the powerful ghost clan could defeat the opponent. Instead, he was killed by Tu Shanjun and escaped, and he escaped into the River Styx without daring to come out.

How could such a performance be in the eyes of the ancient emperor?

How dare he threaten to replace Wu Rong.

If the contest just now was within the scope allowed by the superiors, once he leads the powerful forces of the Underworld to take action, even if he really kills the Lord of the Underworld, there will be no room for maneuver.

"Just let it go."

As the second elder of the clan, Ji Boshen must focus on the overall situation.

"Fellow Taoist."

"Let this end here."

Seeing that Ji Boshen could no longer stop him, he could only let go.

Tu Shanjun tipped the Zhou Refining Furnace in his hand, which contained the soul of Yan Huahua, and glanced at Ji Boxen: "You call her out, I have something to ask her."

Ji Boshen's beard and eyebrows were fluttering, and a pair of dark eyes with great magical powers emitted two divine lights. He shouted coldly: "Fellow Taoist, it's better to stop in moderation."

"Keng!"

Like a squirrel cracking a ripe nut.

Tu Shanjun bent his fingers that looked a little green.

He tapped the purple-black oval-shaped nail on the Universe Refining Furnace and said calmly: "I have already given the Nether Clan a lot of face. I didn't kill him. Fellow Taoist, don't be ignorant of the compliment."

Ji Boshen blew his beard and glared, and said hoarsely: "The Nether Clan is willing to cede Linhai City to the underworld."

Tu Shanjun frowned and said in a deep voice: "Of course you should cede Linhai City and Chaozhou, but that is something that needs to be discussed at the negotiation table. I only have one question now, which is to ask the spirit of the sea-turning pot."

Ji Boshen thought over and over again and recalled Ji Jianzun who had sneaked into the River Styx.

Lord Yoshima, who came flying in with the sea pot, was stunned. He had never thought that the Council of Elders meant this, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"What do you want to ask?" Lord Yoshima looked at Tushanjun on the other side.

He no longer concealed his embarrassment.

Failure is failure, no matter how much you maintain it, it is useless.

Lord Yoshima did not blame the elders of the Nether Clan for not taking action. It was him who got the opportunity but failed to seize it.

No one can blame anyone on the road.

If he had to choose again, he would still do it.

Now I am just willing to admit defeat.

Raise your hand, perform the method, and summon the spirit of the sea-covering pot.

The sea-covering pot spirit looked even more graceful in a long dress, and fear flashed through her beautiful eyes behind the veil.

Tu Shanjun looked at the murderer, and did not ask for a soul search. Instead, he asked in a loud voice: "I see that the Huadao Lord just now can also inspire the sea-turning pot and make the spirit of the weapon fight. Why did it fall to you again in such a blink of an eye?" In my hands, I can still protect myself during a period of vacuum. What’s going on?”

The sea-covering pot weapon spirit hesitated for a moment, and the sound of clear spring flowing over ice and stone resounded: "The essence of the weapon spirit is also a kind of monk. All living beings in the world can be collectively called monks after they embark on the path of immortality. Therefore, we, the extreme The World Divine Soldier can use the massive amount of spiritual energy and the avenue it carries to carry out short-term independent battles."

When she said this, she showed a confused look, why did the person in front of her not seem to have this instinct-like magical power.

"Is it an instinctive magical power?"

"right."

"Tell me."

"The soldiers are awake?"

Tu Shanjun immediately knew this great magical power.

You can use massive amounts of spiritual energy and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to revive the magic weapon, and at this time part of the magic weapon's strength can be unleashed.

But in the final analysis, weapons still need people to control them.

If the war leader is a person with extremely strong cultivation, there is no need to transition to this magical power.

Run the magic of great magical power and awakening soldiers.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drained away by Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun lost his skills with a gloomy expression.

Ji Jianzun turned around in shock. He thought that the sea-turning pot spirit had given Tushanjun a fake spell.

"It's true, he is very strange." Fuhai Huqi Linghao nodded softly and whispered his doubts.

Ji Jianzun hurriedly indicated with his eyes that he had long noticed that there was something strange about Tu Shanjun, and it was difficult not to make people doubt the identity of the 'weapon spirit'. Now that the weapon awakening technique is useless, it seems to confirm this.

"He is indeed a weapon spirit."

The sea-covering pot weapon spirit shook her head slightly, and she couldn't tell what the other party was.

"Who knows, there are many strange creatures in the world, and the weapon spirits are not all printed from the same mold."

The sea-turning pot spirit sighed.

She saw that Tu Shanjun was envious of her ability to recover, otherwise he wouldn't have been chasing after her.

The weapon spirit is even more envious of Tu Shanjun's power. He heard that the Zunhun Banner has been upgraded step by step. Unlike her, she can only wait here without a great opportunity.

Tu Shanjun asked again: "Can the soldier leader you choose also be changed?"

"Yes, it will cost a little bit."

"What price?"

"It is harmful to spirituality and requires long-term cultivation."

"How is this done?"

"Innate."

"You can't do this?" Fu Hai Ke Ling asked back.

Tu Shanjun had no answer, but silence was the best answer. He found that he was indeed different from the weapon spirit. As the main soul of the Zunhun Banner, he was both a banner and a soul, so it was not accurate to classify him as a weapon spirit.

He asked no more questions.

His eyes fell on the Universe Refining Furnace in his hand, and he opened his bloody mouth.

Bang!

There were cracks in the universe refining furnace.

Yan Huahua, who was hiding in it, turned pale with fright, and his frightened soul assimilated the Zhou Refining Furnace.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist voice came from somewhere.

The auspicious clouds converge from the sky into the light of Buddha.

The clouds disappear and the rain disappears.

Tu Shanjun suddenly looked back, and among everyone present, only Sanhua Daojun could move.

Ji Boshen stared into the distance as if facing a formidable enemy, but he still raised his hands and saluted, "Senior."

'senior? ’

Being able to make a well-known Sanhua Taoist like Ji Boshen respectfully salute and call him senior, the identity of the other party is self-evident.

Tu Shanjun held the Universe Refining Furnace in his hand and looked at the Buddha's light in the distance.

He couldn't see who the visitor was and what his strength was, but this terrifying inspiration that could be said to be everywhere, just like the real heaven descending, the other party was undoubtedly a true Buddha from the Pure Land of Paradise in the West.

Old Buddha.

In Taoism, he is Wuliangzun, and in Xuanmen, he is Ancient Emperor.

Tushanjun's hair stood on end.

The fingers holding the Zhou Lian Furnace turned a little white.

He has also seen the living ancient emperor, but with such an array, he

"Donor, please be merciful. Once you surrender to the endless hell, it will be difficult for him to turn around."

The thunderous voice of the Buddha fell from the sky: "It would be better if we spared his life."

"I think the donor has a destiny with me in the West. If the donor wishes to return to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, he will also sit on a lotus platform."

Ji Boshen was horrified. The Buddha came in person, seemingly to protect Yan Huahua, but in fact he was trying to persuade Tushanjun to surrender and promised Tushanjun a lotus platform.

What is that?

Buddha's seat!

In other words, the Zunhun Banner is qualified to become the ancient weapon of the Ancestral Emperor.

Tu Shanjun slowly let go of the Universe Refining Furnace in his hand.

The situation is stronger than the person, so he can only let go of Yan Huahua.

Otherwise, even if he doesn’t talk about himself, the sentient beings in the underworld will not be able to leave.

"Thank you, Old Buddha, for your love!"

Tu Shanjun cupped his fists and declined.

"I invite you to stay in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss for a while, teach the wonderful Dharma of Mahayana, and achieve Buddhahood without attachment or hindrance. Wouldn't it be more beautiful than being trapped in the world of mortals and being someone else's chess piece!"

"not good?!"

Tu Shanjun was shocked and angry.

The other party actually risked the unknown damage of his great supernatural power to take him.

He grabbed hold of the Universe Refining Furnace that hadn't left yet.

The fangs shattered the divine furnace.

Capture Yan Huahua’s soul.

Tu Shanjun conjured up the banner of the Supreme Soul Banner and covered it. If he could collect Yan Huasheng's soul, he could take another half step forward and fight to the death.

If he was captured by the old Buddha, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Stop!"