Chapter 441

The supreme Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian cult leader were all disciples of Hongjun's ancestor.

Therefore, Lao Jun is the martial uncle who lights the lamp.

He recognized the image of the Taoist ancestor at a glance, and his expression became extremely dignified:

"Martial uncle

"How did you get involved in such a thing?"

He's confused now:

First of all, as a saint, why did Daozu participate in this level of battle? Aren't you afraid to lead to the two saints of Dalaiyin temple and lead to the scuffle between heaven and earth?

secondly,

This younger martial brother is clearly an elucidation disciple.

Although Taoism and Buddhism have always been friendly, if you really start, should the master of Yuanshi arrive first?

Call——

Light the lamp, take a long breath and try to calm yourself down:

"There is no message from the big Leiyin temple. It seems that the two saints don't want to participate.

"And

"This virtual image seems to be just a projection of power."

Younger martial brother, let me see if you can control the power given by your martial uncle?

The power of saints can not be used casually. If they are careless, they will be eaten back and eventually reduced to the end of the destruction of both form and spirit.

At this time, Shen Lue clenched his teeth.

He tried to integrate himself into the shadow of the power of the supreme old gentleman.

"Hiss -"

When the virtual shadow was attached to him, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his limbs, as if he had been thrown into a blender and crushed wildly.

"Purple Ribbon clothes!"

"Apricot yellow flag!"

Two treasures to increase their physical attack resistance and spell attack resistance appeared at the same time, and they firmly protected him inside, which was barely resisted.

Fusion!

After some efforts, Shen Lue's body finally completely disappeared into the virtual image of the Taoist ancestor.

"Okay.

"At the beginning, Lao Jun just left some strength to monitor me. He should not pay much attention to it. He has no sense of autonomy after the recent killing of the seal array."

Otherwise, such rash integration is really dangerous.

If you don't pay attention, you may be taken away.

Light the lamp, turn on the magic eye, and see the meditation inside the virtual image through many obstacles:

"Purple Ribbon fairy clothes, Wuji apricot yellow flag

"I can't imagine that the senior master is willing to give you such precious treasures. It's really that the new person wins the old one."

With these two treasures, controlling the power of saints is not a daydream.

The French seal on his forehead lit up again:

"In that case, let me see

"How many saints' powers are there!"

In fact, I have never had a hand with a saint since I became a Taoist.

After all, there are only six saints in heaven and earth.

Only in that year's Fengshen war, he used dinghaizhu to plot against the leader of Tongtian cult, but it was only a Yin move, not a frontal confrontation.

So strictly speaking, today is the first time he has really faced the power of saints.

Ding!

The vulture glass lamp appeared again.

Obviously, in the face of the power from the supreme old gentleman, burning the lamp is also ready to go all out.

In mid air, Shen slightly manipulated the palm of the virtual image and patted it at the light.

Die!

Boom——

The roar sounded, everything around shook violently, and the remaining mountains and rivers in the Wanli River map evaporated completely.

The Golden Palm pressed down like a mountain.

In the face of Shen Lue's tough offensive, the flame of the glass lamp jumped out and turned into a flame Zen staff across the sky in the blink of an eye.

KUANG！！！

When the two collided, the huge shock wave carried the golden light and the sea of fire and spread all over every corner of the picture.

So far, the treasure transformed by the supreme old gentleman was officially scrapped.

All that's left is a crumbling frame.

Fortunately, the battle took place in the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. If it were outside, I'm afraid the whole Suzhou and Hangzhou would suffer and lose their lives.

When Shen slightly pressed the flame Zen staff, he couldn't help but wonder:

"Eh?

"The attack of burning a lamp doesn't seem to be as strong as expected."

No, No.

He quickly reacted:

It's not that the light is too weak, because under normal circumstances, he has no ability to stop the Zen staff released by this glass lamp.

He can even pierce his body through purple ribbon clothes and apricot yellow flags.

It's too old, too strong!

The Taoist master could suppress the burning of the lamp even if he was just a little force of separation.

The gap between saints and quasi saints is so exaggerated!

"Try to break the old guy..."

Shen slightly turned to hold it. His palms quickly closed and held both ends of the flame Zen staff respectively.

Click——

He made a little effort, and the sound of fragmentation sounded.

The flame Zen staff broke into two pieces and disintegrated into a pile of sparks.

As soon as the lamp was ready to launch an offensive, he was shocked by this scene:

"This!"

How did this happen?

Although this blow was a little hasty, it was so easily resolved, which only shows that the strength gap between the two sides is too large.

To be more accurate, there is a big gap between him and the supreme Lao Jun.

The eyes of burning lamps are confused and lost:

"Is that the power of saints?"

The holy land is the realm he pursued all his life. Otherwise, he would not bear the world's reputation and slander and resolutely betray and expound.

But until he became a quasi saint, he didn't know that the holy throne was a limited resource inside and outside the three worlds.

There are only six places.

It's full now.

——This is the iron law of the road. No one knows the reason, and no one can violate it.

However, for the holy throne, many immortal families who conduct theoretical research deduce that there is still a hidden holy throne in the world, that is, the seventh holy throne.

The most popular saying is:

The seventh throne is hidden in the innate five elements.

By collecting and controlling them, reopening heaven and earth and creating more appropriate order and laws, we can fly into the seventh saint with this great merit.

In the past two thousand years of planning, Dalaiyin temple has obtained congenital water and congenital gold.

Sakyamuni and Maitreya have long been holy.

Once the innate five elements are gathered, the holy throne must belong to him, the third leader of the Western forces.

This is also the reason why burning lamps is keen on the congenital land.

"No, I can't go home empty handed."

The old eyebrows and eyes of the burning lamp have regained their look, even with a trace of fanaticism:

"I have been chasing the throne for many years.

"In any case, we can't fall short today!"

Unconsciously, he has committed the biggest taboo of immortal family practice of "greed, anger and infatuation".

But this negative emotion forced him to calm down:

Shen Lue's strength must not exceed that of Da Luo Jinxian. He can't manipulate the power given by the sage for a long time.

"As long as I stick to the early offensive.

"When he ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, Tu Sinan was still my cyst."

Thinking of this, the light quickly turned from attack to defense:

"Take it!"

The vast mana retreated back and cast layers of barriers around him, forming a golden city in an instant.

He's going to drag it to the end.

Shen Lue in the sky had planned to defeat the next wave of offensive, but he suddenly changed his strategy.

"Why don't you attack?"

He manipulated the virtual image of Daozu, clenched his fist and bombarded the iron wall below.

KUANG——

The city wall trembled slightly and there was a slight crack, but don't light a lamp and repair it quickly.

"The turtle shell is quite hard."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shen Lue is another disorderly fist.

"Hiss~

"Something's wrong."

After a while, he was forced to withdraw his fist. Although the defense of lighting the lamp was riddled with holes, he also had problems.

Shen Lue felt a tearing pain coming from inside his body.

"It is the reverse bite of the power of the Taoist ancestors!"

If it goes on like this, the light may still be safe.

He killed himself first.

"A little trouble..."