Endless desert, desert sea.
There is a sea of people here, and a large number of monks have gathered. The top of the mountain is covered with human heads, and tens of thousands of masters have gathered.
At this moment, the atmosphere here is very tense, because the masters of the three sects want to challenge the majesty of the ancestor of the gods.
The whole thing started because of a "woman" named Wang Xiaoli.
"Hey, they all say that women are a disaster, and now it seems that it is indeed true."
"Yes, since ancient times, heroes have struggled with beauty. Although the masters of the three sects are all top geniuses, I don't think there is any hope of challenging the ancestor of the gods."
"Yes, gods and saints are not at the same level at all. Both the physical body and the soul have completely transformed. An ordinary saint can be destroyed with a wave of his hand, but is as weak as a baby."
The melon-eaters who were watching the excitement were all talking about it, and they were not optimistic about Master Yimei. After all, it was almost impossible for a saint to challenge the gods.
How can man challenge God!
But the happiest person was Wang Dachun, who let them bite the dog and reap the benefits.
The Blue Blood Ancestor crossed his arms and looked at the three of them calmly, "You juniors, you don't know how high the sky is, so I will show you how powerful I am."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Blue Blood Ancestor stretched out his hand to grab, and suddenly a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood came over the three of them. The sea of blood was overwhelming, with bones piled high and heads rolling, as if he was bringing hell back to the world.
The Patriarch of Blue Blood practices the Demonic Sect's very vicious technique, Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood. Practicing this technique is very cruel and bloodthirsty. It requires constant killing. The more people you kill, the more blood and bones you accumulate. , the more wronged souls there are, the stronger his strength becomes.
In order to practice this technique, Patriarch Jixue once slaughtered a hundred thousand monks of a sect. The blood really flowed like rivers and the heads piled up like mountains. In other words, these visions were not fake, but were real.
Therefore, the Blue Blood Ancestor is very bloodthirsty and has become a murderous demon.
"Amitabha, Patriarch of Blue Blood, your sin of killing is really too heavy. It is simply a sin. The sea of suffering is boundless. When you turn around, let the poor monk come to save you."
After Master Yimei said this, a golden light shone down, and the mountain of blood and corpses of Patriarch Jixue suddenly seemed to have been poured with cold water into boiling oil, causing it to explode.
This piece of golden light of his is called the Great Purdue Buddha Light, which is specially designed to save people and convert them. Even ghosts and ghosts can convert them. It is very restrained against demonic techniques.
"court death!"
The Patriarch of Blue Blood was furious, and in just one move, many of the evil ghosts in his mountain of corpses and sea of blood were converted, rendering them useless. The Buddhist techniques restrained him extremely well.
The Blue Blood Ancestor was furious and stretched out a big hand to slap Master Yimei away. His big hand was called the Netherworld Ghost Hand, and there were ferocious faces on it, howling in pain.
boom!
At this moment, Master Yimei's body was thrown far away and fell directly into the desert sea. He couldn't even catch the blow from the Blue Blood Ancestor.
The expressions of Bai Xiaosheng and He Boyuan changed, and they each took out their own artifacts. He Boyuan took out the banana fan again, and slapped it fiercely at the Blue Blood Ancestor, and suddenly black flame bones emerged one after another.
Bai Xiaosheng made a move, and the huge Fang Tian Painted Halberd appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the Blue Blood Ancestor.
If his cultivation level is not enough, he can use divine weapons to deal with a master like the Blue Blood Patriarch. Ordinary methods are of little use to him. It is better to use the strongest method and maybe he can give it a try.
Circles of golden light erupted with one slash of Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the sharp Gengjin energy was even felt by Wang Dachun in the distance.
The Blue Blood Ancestor was not afraid at all, "Humph, the divine weapon cannot exert its power on you, so it is a waste. It is better to use it for the Ancestor."
There was a trace of greed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Blue Blood. As an ancestor of the gods, he did not have a divine weapon. It was quite remarkable that each of these saint kings had a divine weapon.
This is the benefit of being a disciple of a big force. The resources they possess are not comparable to those of casual cultivators like the Blue Blood Patriarch.
Soon, Master Yimei also flew over from the desert sea, and an alms bowl appeared in his hand. The mouth of the bowl was pointed at the Blue Blood Ancestor, and a force of cause and effect suddenly enveloped him.
The Blue Blood Ancestor's complexion changed, and tribulation lights suddenly erupted on him, such as thunder tribulations, demon tribulations, heart tribulations, etc. This karma bowl can stimulate and even amplify the karma in a person's life.
The sin of killing someone like the Blue Blood Patriarch was too serious, and he had to bear a lot of karma.
Therefore, this karma bowl poses the greatest threat to the Blue Blood Ancestor. This almost caught him off guard, but a person like the Blue Blood Ancestor would not send him away just because of a karma bowl.
However, the three major masters plus the three major artifacts finally competed with the Blue Blood Ancestor on a par.
"I'll go! Each of us actually has a divine weapon. He deserves to be a member of the three major sects. He is so rich!"
"That's right. The three geniuses combined with the three artifacts should be able to compete with the Blue Blood Ancestor."
"I think we can only compete with the Blue Blood Ancestor. It is almost impossible to defeat him."
The melon-eating crowds were watching the fun and talking at the same time, but Wang Dachun was not optimistic about the three of them. The Blue Blood Ancestor just didn't react for a while. When he got used to it, the three of them would be the unlucky ones.
Moreover, the Blue Blood Ancestor was afraid of the identities of the three of them and did not kill them. After all, they were the top geniuses of the three major sects. If they were killed, they would be in big trouble.
Although the ancestor of Blue Blood was arrogant, he did not dare to casually kill the genius disciples of the three major sects.
Sure enough, after dozens of rounds, first He Boyuan was slapped by the Blue Blood Ancestor and flew out with blood spurting from his mouth, followed by Bai Xiaosheng, and finally only Master Yimei was left struggling to hold on.
His Karma Bowl keeps the Blue Blood Patriarch entangled in Karma and cannot extricate himself.
"Huh, junior, that's it." After the Blue Blood Ancestor said that, a white bone scepter appeared in his hand, and he swung it out violently, and a bloody light struck the Karma Bowl with a thud, and the Karma Bowl shook and was interrupted. attacked.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Blue Blood Ancestor grabbed the Karma Bowl with his big hand and wanted to remove the Karma Bowl. He was very attracted to this Karma Bowl and wanted to keep it for himself.
At this moment, a big hand fell from the sky and knocked the Blue Blood Ancestor back. A monk walked over and said calmly: "Blue Blood Ancestor, you are so brave. You are the magic weapon of our Lingxin Temple." Do you want to get involved too?"
Obviously, this is the ancestor of the gods of Lingxin Temple. This person is called Shangling Bodhisattva. In Buddhism, the highest titles are not called gods, but Bodhisattva and Buddha.
Buddha represents the highest realm, great freedom and freedom.
