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Liupo Mountain has already sunk into the bottom of the sea, and hundreds of thousands of monks watched the battle.
Even if Bu Feifan used the Nine-Aperture Supreme Sacred Heart to elevate his cultivation to the pinnacle of the quasi-sage, he still fell into the lower vehicle under the siege of the Zen Bodhisattva and the Babu Tianlong.
Kongkongzang Bodhisattva held the golden wonderful tree and flew the fireworks flag off the ground. He cut off the Baohui sword in his right hand and took Bu Feifan's head straight.
"Master!"
Hua Xiaogu howled mournfully, her white teeth bit her red lips, and drops of scarlet dripped down.
The battlefield is in danger, Bu Feifan's long hair dances wildly, his pupils constrict, and he can almost see the sharp blade of Baohui Sword.
At the critical moment, he popped his finger out, and a black chess piece hit Baohui's sword edge. The sword energy and literary energy exploded, and the violent shock wave sent Bu Feifan's body flying.
After rolling several times in the long air, Bu Feifan hadn't stabilized his figure when Kinnaruo's three-foot fire stick fell down with the momentum of thunder.
"Bu Feifan, die!"
Kinnaruo screamed, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
"Zheng!"
After this blow, the hundreds of thousands of monks who watched almost broke into a cold sweat.
Bu Feifan's fist was enveloping the billowing energy, and he almost regretted Kinnaruo's full blow.
?The fire stick wailed, and the huge shock force directly caused the treasure to fall out of Jinnaruo's hand, and it turned into a shock and fell into the East Sea. With a bang, the sea area exploded, and the waves rolled, which was truly terrifying.
Kinnaruo's hands were bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and he was just about to back up, but was bullied by Bu Feifan, who pressed hard on the chest of the eight-part dragon.
"Puchi!"
Kinnara spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was blasted into a huge meteorite like a fired shell.
"Crack!"
The meteorite was torn apart and exploded straight away. The boulder pierced through the air and rushed into the clouds.
"Evil animal, subdue the law!"
?The Bodhisattva of the Void Vault charged again, the Bodhisattva of the Sunlight held a white lotus in his hand, and the Bodhisattva of the Moonlight waved his whisk to attract the dust.
?The other seven Bodhisattvas and the eight gods, dragons and yakshas showed their power together, and a series of destructive lights traversed the East China Sea.
"Boom!"
Bu Feifan used black and white chess pieces to bombard the pure white lotus and lead the whisk. He played the qin with one hand in his left palm.
The radiant divine lotus blooming above the sky is the result of the bombardment of both culture and Buddhism.
The golden wonderful tree brushed firmly on Bu Feifan's body.
For the first time, Bu Feifan let out a muffled snort, with scarlet oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Under this swipe, Bu Feifan's quasi-sage peak cultivation base dropped abruptly in a short period of time.
This is the majesty of the Seven Treasure Tree. As one of the most powerful innate spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world, it is as famous as the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map and the Five Elements Flag.
It can not only wipe away tangible treasures, intangible cultural energy, spiritual energy, etc., but even wipe away seventy-eight out of ten of the cultivation base when hitting people.
Although it is temporary, in a life-and-death duel, a breathing time is very important, not to mention a short-term drop in cultivation, which is fatal enough.
The peak of the quasi-sage was forcibly wiped out by the golden tree to remove seventy-eight out of ten of his power, and Bu Feifan's cultivation level fell to the peak of Da Luo Jinxian in an instant.
"A full blow!"
Taking advantage of this good opportunity, Bodhisattva Xukongzang shouted angrily, and the other nine Bodhisattvas, as well as Jinnara who had just rushed up from the sea, all rushed towards Bu Feifan.
All kinds of innate spiritual treasures and various kinds of Buddhist secret arts, at this moment, turned into an energy wave that opened up the world and enveloped Bu Feifan.
"Is this the end of this big showdown?"
? Confucianism cultivators who were onlookers sighed with emotion.
Although Bu Feifan was not a student of the Seventy-two Academy of Confucianism, his contribution to Confucianism can be said to be enormous.
But even this kind of exquisite and gorgeous Tianjiao will be reduced to this day.
This is really going to die before you finish your job!
"If you give him time, this prehistoric world will probably change the big picture!"
"The fall of such a proud man can only be said that the sky has no eyes!"
"But that's the case. Since the heavens let him live in the prehistoric world, why not let him shine again?"
"The brilliance of Bu Feifan is beyond our reach!"
Sitting cross-legged in the sky, Master Xuandu did not collect the off-the-ground fireworks flag floating on the sea in time.
Compared to this innate spiritual treasure, he prefers to watch Bu Feifan being blasted to pieces by Buddhism.
Huanglongshan people led the disciples back and forth, his expression was excited, and he stared at Bu Feifan in the immeasurable Buddha's light.
As long as Bu Feifei dies, even if he from Huanglongshan borrows the name of Yuan Tianzun, the leader of Chanjiao, he will grab one or two treasures.
In the eyes of Huanglongshan people, Bu Feifan is a moving treasure house.
Zhao Gongming dived into the sea and used Dinghaizhu to protect his whole body. He still felt a little regretful, after all, he couldn't kill Bu Feifan with his own hands.
However, as long as Bu Feifan can die, no matter who kills him, he can accept it.
"Master!"
Hua Xiaogu's voice was already hoarse, no one noticed the increasingly strong strange aura around her, and her pupils had slowly turned scarlet.
Bu Feifan in the immeasurable Buddha's light has already reached the gate of hell. At this moment, he is playing the piano without both hands, and the rolling sound waves are fully resisting the destruction of Buddha's mana.
"Bu Feifan, this is the last chance, take refuge in my Buddha, and spare you!"
Kongkongzang Bodhisattva raised the golden wonderful tree high, at this moment he still has the strength left, if he had not hit it with all his strength just now, Bu Feifan would have been injured long ago.
"Haha, take refuge in my Buddha? One of the Eight Great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, Xukong Zang, even in broad daylight can also daydream!"
Bu Feifan laughed for a long time, and his words moved all the monks onlookers.
Before the gate of hell, this man still has such a free and easy mentality. Sure enough, the reason why a strong man is a strong man is not only shaped by talent.
On this day, there was a man in green shirt who would rather die than admit defeat!
"If you refuse to surrender, then go to die!"
In the indifferent voice, Bodhisattva Xukongzang chopped down the golden wonderful tree heavily.
"Boom!"
At the very moment, on the other side of the vast East China Sea, two waves of tens of feet suddenly splashed on the originally calm sea.
Before people arrived, a violent gust of wind had already swept away.
"what is that?!"
Some monks exclaimed, attracting many onlookers to turn around and look.
The two waves are like a wall of waves, splitting towards the two sides. This is not a decisive battle, nor is it a vision inspired by spiritual energy or literary energy.
This is the shocking scene caused by that shock, just because the speed of that shock is too fast, like a light that recreates the prehistoric, it directly divides the vast sea.
"Boom!"
Jinghong was tens of thousands of miles away in an instant, and a gust of wind swept the hundreds of thousands of onlookers in his breath, and at least thousands of people under the cultivation base were torn apart by this strong wind.
In the blink of an eye, a white and slender jade hand narrowly grabbed the wonderful tree of seven treasures lying on top of Bu Feifan's head.
"You dare to kill him?!"
With the rainbow light gone, Long Qiuxue, who was dressed in white and fluttering with black hair, under the mask of green tongs, had a pair of slender autumn water eyes full of murderous intent, staring at the spine of the Bodhisattva in the void, and a chill came out at that moment. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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