The Buddhist Jinzhu Hunyuan Bowl, asking about the immortal-level divine treasure, was now violently turbulent under the impact of the two of them. The wall made of vajra material cracked with shocking holes, and the body was already facing a critical point under the impact of violent energy.

The space of several thousand feet in radius was divided into two halves by the two. The two gold and silver were transformed into angry waves and entangled. The two people step on the top of the waves refused to give in to each other, stirring the raging energy even more irritable and uneasy.

Looking at the monk Wen Dao who blocked the three-color magic sword, the woman in white sneered, using her finger to replace the sword, pointed to the sky, and a storm of destruction soared into the sky, disrupting the silver light around her. She was like the master of heaven and earth, and suddenly burst out with an extremely domineering momentum.

With one arm standing up in the sky, a dazzling pillar of fire rose into the sky and quickly extended upwards, forming a red light column that penetrated the sky and the earth. With a loud shout, the woman in white raised her black hair and raised her back, and her whole body was like a divine envoy walking in the clouds. She slashed down with a fierce sword, rolled up anger, and slashed forward with the power of breaking the sky.

boom!

In the messy sky, a long blood-colored rainbow pierced the clouds and approached quickly with a light that covered everything. When the existence of the blood-colored light column was sensed, the three-color magic sword that was trapped in the battle suddenly turned around and moved towards the former quickly. It immediately condensed with it and turned into a colorful sword light that was only ten feet long. The sword light shone brightly, with a buzzing sound. The strong energy on the sword seemed to be able to swallow everything, and the surrounding energy was turned into nothingness.

His face changed, and Monk Wendao was really shocked by the sword of the woman in white. He was completely unfamiliar with this move, because this magic trick was neither like a unique skill in the immortal world nor a secret skill of the Buddha sect. It was so powerful that it brought three evil spirits from it.

Feeling the powerful power of the sword facing him, Monk Wen Dao's eyes ruthlessly, and his body sitting cross-legged in the air rotated at high speed, accelerating the burning speed of the golden flames around him. The attack was not close, but from the sword he pointed from, he seemed to be able to smell the strong smell of death.

The body rotated, and the beating flames connected into golden light and poured into the golden Buddha behind the side. The shadow of the golden Buddha became more and more solid. Monk Wendao's tense arms bulged, and then opened a large mouthful. In a blink of an eye, the essence and blood gathered into a reverse blood line that flowed into the head of the golden Buddha.

"go!"

The woman in white opened her red lips slightly, and the colorful sword energy suddenly started. The light on the sword body flashed, and an obscure rune immediately appeared. The rune flashed, and the sword light was three more points faster, as if it was a hole in the void. Along the way, the silver and gold energy turned into nothingness, and a vacuum zone extended rapidly, pointing to the hearing path.

"The infinite Dharma body moves!"

Another wisp of essence and blood was spurted out, and Monk Wendao suddenly became weak, as if he had been suddenly drained from his body. The light around the golden Buddha, who was ready to go, flashed and disappeared immediately. The next moment, it had arrived before the sword light. The golden Buddha stretched out his right palm, pinched the sword edge, and a clang sounded throughout the world!

Kick!

The sword light suddenly disappeared, and huge fireballs emerged from the impact, as if the golden Buddha palm that could support the heaven and earth was overwhelmed, and suddenly cracked the dense traces, and the last whine burst.

The Buddha's palm shattered, and the sword light moved forward again. It approached the shoulder of the Buddha statue before long. At this moment, the sword light was a little dim. At this moment, the other arm of the Buddha statue was held again, grabbed the middle of the sword light, and covered it with a majestic golden light, crushing it with a bang.

The sword light was broken, and the golden Buddha also exploded into pieces. The lights were connected, and the powerful and terrifying explosion produced powerful destructive power, which quickly formed a huge pit with a diameter of more than two hundred feet on the ground, and the surrounding air was poured into it whistling.

"Puff!"

"snort!"

In the air, a muffled scream and an angry hum came. The two people who were stepping on the clouds could no longer hold their bodies under the huge impact, like a lonely boat in a storm, shaking left and right with the rolling waves of air, especially Monk Wen Dao, after the previous fight, their bodies were almost out of control.

Hugh…boom…

"I really didn't expect that the infinite Dharma body will appear again for six thousand years in the past..."

After a long silence, the woman in white with a pale face finally spoke. This scene seemed to touch the memory that had been hidden for thousands of years. At that time, she was just a little girl who had just entered the human sect.

"Yangel Xuan, you and I are destined to die today. Why do you have to think a lot? You should have given up love for enlightenment. How could you not forget him after thousands of years of baptism in heaven?"

Monk Wen Dao looked sarcastic. Thinking of this, his eyes were full of anger and he became a little crazy.

"Shut up! Xuan Tian is so dying, so worry more about your life!"

The words of the monk Wendao were like a golden needle piercing her heart, and a thousand years of pain spread throughout her body instantly. The woman in white was furious, with a hint of panic on her pretty face. With a raised right arm, thousands of thunder suddenly appeared, with a harsh roar, and pushed forward together.

"Okay, I'm now abandoning myself to defend the Tao. The seventy-nine generations of Xuanmen have all been destroyed by the hands of Xuantian Realm. But you have to remember that one day you will understand that in the end, you are just a poor person who has been used for three days!"

"The sea of ​​Buddha is infinite!"

Monk Wendao roared to the sky, as if it was thunderous, supporting the subsequent offensive with his unyielding will. He saw his body move and directly turn into a golden light. The entire golden barrier became rich again, and a golden torrent like flowing water poured down from the top of the tower and covered the opposite side.

"Thunder God's sorrow shook the world!"

The woman in white faced her calmly, pushed her palms forward, and a faint silver phantom appeared in the sky. The phantom's face was blurred, but the two eyes were like thunder essence cast. As soon as the phantom appeared, thousands of thunder suddenly surged, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into thousands, and in a blink of an eye, the second half of the space became a thunder domain.

"The Great Sun Tathagata, the Buddha's light shines brightly!"

"The Wrath of the God of Wind, the Storm World!"

"The Eight Tribes, Immortal Tower!"

The golden sun shines brightly in the golden barrier, and the golden torrents rushing endlessly. Then purple and gold light spreads everywhere. Then the dragon elephant screams and breaks through the void and rises up. Eight stone statues of different shapes wind and entrench. Among the eight-inch statues, an ancient altar that is thousands of feet square blooms dazzlingly, and the surrounding space trembles and breaks.

The eight stone statues are grayish white, but contain incredible power. They pull the altar of thousands of feet in different directions, instantly penetrate the space and smash the woman in white. Its speed is not fast, but its solemn and thick breath makes people breathless. It seems to be an irresistible force that breaks the space, explodes the vitality, and destroys everything in the most primitive and effective way!

With the arrival of Zhenxiantai, the space filled with thunder hurricanes collapsed inch by inch, and the flowing energy of heaven and earth was exploding, and the earth below collapsed rapidly. From a distance, it looked like a deep pit with no end to see!

Faced with Monk Wen Dao's desperate attempt, the woman in white understood that if she supported this attack, victory would belong to her entirely. A trace of pain appeared on her pretty face. The next moment, she bit her red lips tightly, and a sound of shocking magic in her calmness came from her mouth.

"The Dance of the God of Water, the clear water is surging!"

The woman in white suddenly opened her eyes, and her open hands were enveloped in the void. Her jade feet stepped on the void and retreated ten feet one after another. Then the ground below her rolled violently, and a pillar of water surged up from the underground dark cave, and the majestic flowing water rushed straight into the sky.

The surging water flowed towards the head, and the majestic and heavy water surged up, and then withstood the octagonal altar weighing tens of millions of pounds in an extremely domineering manner.

Hissing!

The octagonal altar smashed into the water, but was supported by the water surface where light flowed. There was no big explosion as usual. The two most primitive forces collided, one smashed and the other supported, floating and sinking, and not giving in to each other.

"Puff!"

The delicate body trembled, and a mouthful of blood was spit out. The weight of the octagonal altar was pressed indirectly on the body through the water flow, making the already injured body no longer overwhelmed. The woman in white frowned and her white teeth were full of red.

"The water curtain ends, and all living beings return to silence!"

With a soft voice, the faint breath spit out from Xiukou turned into ice. When the sound waves arrived, everything frozen, and the gushing clear water immediately turned into thousands of years of ice. Even though the octagonal altar was surrounded by layers of ice, its vast light shining gradually extinguished and eventually disappeared completely...

"Um!"

His body trembled violently. Monk Wen Dao fell from mid-air powerlessly, obviously still defeated. He looked at the woman in white standing proudly in the wind with some bitterness. At this moment, the figure in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?!"

"ah!"

With a shock and a cold sword light suddenly appeared from beside him. Monk Wendao had no time to think, but felt a flash of sword light and a sword was instantly chopped on his shoulder!

He endured the pain in his shoulders and moved his body sideways quickly. Monk Wendao tried his best to change directions, but just jumped ten feet away, and then roared again, and the same situation on his back was injured.

He stepped on his feet in the air, and Monk Wen Dao slid ten feet behind him and stopped immediately because a silver sword had already spread around his neck.

"You are?!"

Monk Wen Dao didn't care about the pain of the broken arm. His throat slid, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was in disbelief.

"No, lotus grows step by step!"

The woman in white nodded coldly, and with a thought, Monk Wen Dao looked at her eyes and lotus flowers bloomed in the entire space, while the woman in white's jade feet fell on one of the thousands of lotus flowers.

Friends! I have tried my best to update 13,000 words for a loser who has no manuscripts!

Now I can only say that this is just the beginning!
Chapter completed!