Chapter 269

Facing the door of creation composed of thunder, Li Xiu did not hesitate to blow out a fist. Thunder was torn open like rags, and his fist bombarded the door of creation heavily.

The door of creation trembled violently, where Li Xiu's fist fell, a few cracks appeared, and a large amount of real Qi of creation burst out from it. It was as thick as molten gold, with enormous power of the sun.

The Qi of creation lashed at Li Xiu and pushed him several feet away.

"Well, well, the gate of creation is really extraordinary."

Li Xiu opened his mouth and swallowed the real breath of creation, which was leaked out, into his stomach to refine it.

"Chide!"

Li Xiu let out a big drink, and his hands made a lot of fingerprints. Although he did not have the glass aperture of incense, it was not impossible to use the power of the spirit to display the vacuum fingerprints.

"Eight seals in one, vacuum fingerprints!"

Bang bang!

The powerful power of the spirit converged into a very solid and clear palmprint, which bombarded the door of creation heavily.

The door of creation was suddenly broken, and the whole body collapsed into the true Qi of creation. Li Xiu's spirit bathed in it and wantonly devoured and refined it.

After swallowing everything up, Li Xiu played with a piece of flawless jade in his hand with a smile. This was not what he took out of the precepts, but what he thought of.

Seven times thunder robbing ghost fairy, the creator, one thought of creation, one thought of mountain, one thought of sea!

Of course, this is not really from the virtual to the real, which contains the power of the spirit will dissipate between heaven and earth when exhausted.

It was once said that master Meng Shenji of taishangdao had survived four times of thunder robberies in a row with the body of a ghost immortal. Moreover, the middle ancient scholars did not practice martial arts, only practiced Taoism, and did not go out of their wits at ordinary times. They were just studying to nourish their spirits. For decades or even a hundred years, suddenly one day, the spirits came out of their wits and flew into the thunder. They had accumulated a lot of experience to survive five or six times of thunder robberies.

But like Li Xiu, when he passed the thunder disaster, he even passed seven times. It seems that there has never been one between heaven and earth.

Li Xiu looked to the circle of eight thunder robbers for a long time, and finally chose to retreat.

Part of the reason why he was able to survive the seven thunderous catastrophes in one breath was that he had accumulated a lot, and part of the reason was that in the past, the Sutra of Buddha kept him at the peak.

After the Qichong thunder robbing the ghost immortal achieves the realm of void creation, the idea is constant in one yuan, that is 129600 ideas. Unless all of them are eliminated at once, no matter how many ideas are consumed, they will be derived one by one.

This is the power of the creator. At this level, the effect of the Mitha Sutra in the past has not been so magical and special. Li Xiu has little advantage over other creators in dealing with the eight heavy thunder robberies.

As for the strange fire, the strange fire extremely restrained the spirit, but it didn't restrain the thunder. Even if Li Xiu used the strange fire, he didn't have much assurance that he could survive the eight heavy thunder robberies.

Unlike in the past, when he failed to break through the realm, he could cultivate his spirit and try again in the future. Once he failed to cross the thunder, he would be seriously injured, or even fall directly. He could not help but be careless.

After Li Xiu's spirit returned to his body, he was familiar with and digested the plunder, and then he flew to the outside of Daqian and the direction of Huoluo in the western regions.

Naturally, he had to practice with the help of incense, but he didn't have the time and energy to create a sect, and then he worked hard to expand it.

If we say that the largest sect in the world, Buddhism, once led by the great Chan temple, is nothing, and the wusheng vacuum, which has just risen in recent years, is nothing. Only the Jingyuan temple can be named after it.

The main god of Jingyuan temple is called "Yuanqi God", which is the supreme god of hundreds of countries in the western region headed by Huoluo. There are billions of believers, and the incense is like a vast ocean.

Yuanqi God is not a human being, but a natural God. His strength is comparable to that of Qichong thunder robbing ghost immortal. His divine power is huge and incomparable. He is several times more powerful than today's first dreamer, but he is not the opponent of dreamer.

It's because he's so powerful that he's not solid. He's just like a fat pig. Even though he's several times heavier than a man, he can't avoid being slaughtered.

Gods have no body, but they are different from human spirits, so they are the power of gods, not the power of spirits.

Yuanqi God has always wanted to cultivate the human form, transform the human spirit, and transform the power of the spirit into the power of the spirit, so that he can surpass the dream and become the first person in the world.

Li Xiu plans to take his place and help him "turn into a human being" to accept his billions of followers, so as to cultivate the Sutra of no life in the future.

Huoluo, in the desert.

Li Xiu stood on the sand dune and looked at an army rolling in the distance.

All of the knights were dressed in light leather armor, with big machetes, bows and arrows on their backs. There were more than a thousand of them, all of them were fierce. Many of them even reached the realm of congenital martial arts masters. The leader was a real great master.

Two days ago, Li Xiu sneaked into Huoluo imperial city and captured a so-called twenty-three prince, leaving a ransom note.

Of course, his purpose is not in any ransom, but the Knights of the temple of the thousand essence.

Jingyuan temple is the common religion of all countries in the western regions. In addition to protecting the temple, the Knights of Jingyuan temple also have the responsibility to protect the safety of the royal family.

And those who can be selected as the Knights of the temple of Jingyuan are all loyal believers who have passed many tests

A thousand Knights of the temple, under the sand dune where Li Xiu stood, stood still.

With a wave of the leader's hand, several Knights brought up several boxes full of gold, pearls, agates and other treasures.

"You have brought what you want. Give us the twenty third prince."

The leader of the temple Knight put his hand on the handle of the knife, looked at Li Xiu with fierce eyes, and drank.

Li Xiu had a smile on his face and said, "I've always heard that the Knights of the temple of Jingyuan are chosen by thousands. They can increase their strength by using the power of Yuanqi. I don't know whether they are true or not."

"Come, if you are better than me, I will hand over the twenty-three princes."

Head of the temple Knight leader, eyes in the intention to kill even more, mouth coldly way: "do not know life or death!"

With a wave of his hand, a hundred Knights sprang up from their horses. Almost at the same time, they flashed a black, white and chaotic light, which condensed into two broad chaotic wings and flew in the air.

The Knights hold a sharp curved sword in their hands. The cloud patterns flow on it. The blood amulets float between the cloud patterns, which are good enough to kill ghosts.

Obviously, this is neither the power of martial arts nor the power of spirit, but the power of vitality