I Am the Reincarnation of the Dao Ancestor?
the chp 46

"May you choose more, this thing is most drunk love!"

After the woman said these two sentences, her fingers gently pressed forward.

"call……"

Red beans, like raindrops in the sky, flew away.

Red beans grew rapidly in the eyes of Tsing Yi's man.

"not good!"

The face of the man in Tsing Yi changed drastically.

With a movement of his mind, blood flowed out from his body.

Blood gas enveloped the entire body like mercury porridge.

"Nr ..."

The sea of blood shook the sky.

"call……"

The blood pillar floated in the sea of self-blood, headed straight for the peak of the man in Tsing Yi, merged with his blood, and quickly revolved around him.

"howled……"

The screams continue.

From a distance, like a storm, and the scalp is numb.

"Boom up! Boom ..."

The red bean on the woman's hand in the painting quickly exploded over the blood, making her ripples break apart.

The sound of explosions******* is endless.

"dialle……"

The red beans in the hands of the woman in the painting were endless, like a rain of arrows, constantly shooting.

The blood in front of the man in Tsing Yi continued to explode and evaporate into ashes.

The ground lifted afterwards.

Buildings on the playing field exploded into dust in the middle of the storm.

The entire Jiangyang City trembled violently.

From a distance, this was like a doomsday storm, terrifying.

The survivors stared blankly at the storm on the playing field, frightened and dumbfounded.

Many people bowed to the ground, folded their hands, and prayed silently.

"Damn!"

"Which one drew it? How horrible!"

"Why is the old boss so sad, I found this kind of treasure in the first battle!"

The man in Tsing Yi roared again and again, frantically drawing blood strength to fight him.

"No, if this continues, he will die of being eaten and can no longer be hidden!"

The man in Tsing Yi shouted to the sky, "Come out, blood fairy!"

With this voice.

"Nr ..."

The sea of blood trembled.

The huge skeletal palm stretched out from the sea of blood, peering out from the sky.

Covering the sky and the sun, the evil spirit rolled over.

The pressure caused people to breathe with tightness and their hearts held back.

Infinite coercion pushed many repairmen to the ground, shivering.

"Nr ..."

The skeletal palm pointed at the woman in the painting and directly pressed down.

"explosions……"

There was a loud sound.

In the picture, the woman's body shattered into light and shadow, disappearing.

The acacia image becomes blank paper altogether and loses spirituality.

"Kill them!"

The man in Tsing Yi pointed at Luo Liuyan and the others and shouted loudly.

"Nr ..."

With a skeleton palm, he changed direction, pointed at Luo Liuyan and the others, and quickly pressed down on it.

The expressions of the two women changed drastically, struggling in panic.

It's free.

Either way, in front of the skeleton palm, it would not work at all.

The two women fell to the ground, unable to move.

Even the opportunity to take "Lingxi Tu" was not available.

"Hey, I failed the test of God!"

"Master, you can't be blamed! Who would have thought that there should be demon blood in Jiangyang City!"

"Yes, his son did not count it, humanity is in danger!"

The two closed their eyes and waited for death quietly.

other side.

Chen Daoming looked at the sky with a skeleton palm, her face full of despair.

In front of such a powerful person, the Nascent Soul Stage was not even cannon fodder.

Now, it's very difficult to move a finger.

"My son, I'm incompetent, let you down!"

Chen Daoming closed her eyes and waited for death quietly.

"No……"

"No!"

Around Chen Daoming, a group of cultivators shouted reluctantly.

There was despair on his face.

See.

With a skeleton palm, everyone would be photographed.

At this moment.

"Relic, color is no different from emptiness, and emptiness is no different from color ..."

A loud voice came from the void.

The golden scriptures flew throughout the sky with a golden light.

It seemed like countless golden flying butterflies.

"Nr ..."

abrupt.

Buddha statue, drilled from space ring.

"call……"

Lights on.

The Buddha statue rushed out and stood quietly in the sky, wrapped in billions of scriptures.

"Nr ..."

Every scripture that penetrated the Buddha's body, there must be a surprise.

The body of the Buddha statue, as the scriptures penetrated into it, quickly became larger.

In a flash.

Buddha statue incarnated thousands of meters tall, standing proudly in the sky.

A dazzling golden light, shining brightly.

It seems very sacred.

The Buddha statue floated high in the sky, slowly opening its mouth.

Sarizi, form is no different from emptiness, emptiness is no different from color, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, perception and consciousness are the same ... "

Scriptural sentences spewed out from the mouth of a Buddha statue.

Every sentence is as powerful as a great word.

The palm of the hand pressed on the sea of blood disappeared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"howled……"

The roar came from the sea of blood.

His voice was firm, as if suffering without end.

"Damn the bald donkey, why don't you stay in heaven, why are you here?"

"You want to clean this up too? We really think that our blood demon is so bullied, right?"

The sea of blood shook, issuing countless sharp screams.

The skeletal palm shot out from the sea of blood and pressed towards the Buddha statue.

The entire world, as if losing its color, only blood and gold were left to fight.

"The bald donkey is dead, let me die!"

Aumans.

Thousands of palm skeletons filled the sky and rushed towards the golden Buddha statue.

The golden Buddha did not speak, but simply read the scriptures.

"Nr ..."

A golden light spread from the Buddha statue to the surroundings.

In an instant, it hit the skeleton's palm.

"explosions..."

The palm of this skeleton hand, which covered the sky and the sun, instantly collapsed into dust upon touching the golden light.

"howled……"

One after another, he could not shout loudly, and it came from a sea of blood.

The entire sea of blood trembled frantically, as if flowing.

"Relicism is the emptiness of all dharmas, whether birth or death, or defilement or purification, or increase or decrease ..."

The Buddha statue stretched out its palm, pointed towards the sea of blood, and waved away.

The phantom palm of the golden light swiftly enlarged, covering the entire sea of blood.

"No……"

The roar was not heard.

"explosion!"

There was a loud sound.

The sea of blood evaporated directly into nothingness.

All the bones in the sea of blood were blasted into flying ashes.

Seeing this scene, the man in Tsing Yi was paralyzed from shock.

"No way, never possible!"

His face was pale and he muttered to himself.

How could his strongest magic weapon be easily broken?

abrupt.

He's moved out.

In Changhong's form, he escaped quickly.

and yet.

"Nr ..."

In the eyes of the Buddha statue, two golden lights exploded.

"No……"

The man in Tsing Yi roared and thrashed frantically.

However, it is useless.

He could only see Jin Mang hitting his body and his body burning into black smoke.

"Wow..."

A drop of blood left the body and flew away.

"Dn ..."

Another golden light arrived in an instant.

Burn this drop of blood into black smoke.

At this point, the man in Tsing Yi was completely dead, unable to be resurrected.

The Buddha statue swept out in all directions, with a golden luster on its body, shining continuously.

In the end, countless scriptures flew out from the Buddha's body, returned to the void, and disappeared.

"call……"

The Buddha statue of the arm breaking quickly became smaller.

In less than a few moments, the size of the palm changed.

"dialle……"

The Buddha whose arm was broken turned into a golden light and flew back into Chen Daoming's hand.

the skies.

The sun is shining, and the sun is still bright.

Everything now seems illusory.