Chapter 95: Wolves want to eat tigers

"Hehe." Huanxi Buddha smiled sinisterly, hugged the ancient costume woman who had bleeding from her orifices and had her eyes turned white and started her unfinished piston movement.

A few minutes later, the Buddha of Happiness let out a long sigh of relief. After a few seconds, he threw the woman in his arms at the meteorite belt like a rag, got up and stepped on the formation pattern, and disappeared.

Not long after Huanxi Buddha left, a fire suddenly ignited at the place where Huanxi Buddha disappeared, burning the half-naked woman together with some viscous liquid in the starry sky.

This behavior is shameful and seriously wastes women's resources, needs to be condemned by feminists, and needs to be unanimously condemned by all human beings!

"God, why don't you come forward to stop this ridiculous act of the joyful Buddha?"

"The chapter is that this Buddha of Happiness is well versed in the Buddhist law of cause and effect. Even if God is not careful, he will be obsessed with his way. Therefore, it is better to endure it if he can not provoke him." The voice came from the mouth of an immortal in a blue garment, and the hardness and softness were used. "However, compared to the ridiculous things that Happiness did, I am more interested in who can make Happiness suffer. Obviously, Happiness has not solved the person who made him suffer."

The turbulent sea omnipotent heaven, after leaving happily, returned to peace, but the chaos of the earth star had just begun.

Lu Zhao's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, sitting cross-legged in the void in front of the Hero Monument. After a long time of silence, his eyes closed, and the breath of the divine position of the Dharma Cao suddenly retracted from outside the body and condensed in the body. His cross-legged body had a blurred shadow overlapping at this moment. Gradually, he slowly straightened up from the parallel space, left the restriction of the Holy Lord of Joy, and returned to the cycle of reincarnation!

After solving the Holy Lord of Happy, the biggest crisis shown in the Blood Hexagram has come to an end. Next, we will naturally clean up the borer of the immortal king who is practicing the child's realm.

The key to calling these immortal kings a borer is that if you have not practiced for a lifetime, you need to use a new soul of the reincarnation path as the placenta, which has the meaning of a demon of the Tao fetus.

It is precisely because of the power of cause and effect that if you want to reincarnate successfully, you need to take a reincarnation fruit.

The immortal king Yuan Ling in g1 is a tragedy. Before he woke up, he was strangled to death by Lu Zhao in the cradle, which was cheaper.

Just when Lu Zhao was trapped by the ban, the immortal kings approached Tianmen Square under the leadership of the ancestor of Rongcheng.

Just before Lu Zhao broke the ban, the ancestors of Rongcheng and other immortal kings stopped and looked back, their eyes flashed by.

"Buddha is in the heart, and Tao is in the way!" A young man in a Confucian robe also stepped forward, heading straight to the sky, stepped on the ten thousand-character seal, and stood up to the space where Lu Zhao was. As he walked, the title of this poem shook the sky. "When I parted in the past, I didn't expect that the brothers Lu Zhao would actually make such a state of progress. I am really envious of it."

"Shuxia, what kind of master is pretending to be? If you don't stay in the Holy Tibetan Academy, why are you here? Are you not afraid of being affected by the fish in the pond?" A dark green mist blocked the Buddha's head, and his sleeves robe shook and his body turned into a human.

"Youliu, why do we have such a weak relationship? You used the cultivation of Taoist Lord who took the elixir to force yourself into our sect. I was shot down by this young master for a lifetime. I didn't expect that you would heal so quickly and forget the pain." The young master Buddha did not collide, but stopped and greeted the person.

"Bah, why do you know everything about that year? Your and my cultivation is equal, but because the battlefield is in your Buddhist realm, I suffered a little loss." You Liu slapped the folding fan, opened it with a swish, and continued, "Looking at you, you are also in the cycle of reincarnation. I guess I was forced to lose my cultivation for a lifetime. In short, I don't lose."

The Buddha's face remained unchanged, and Youliu's actions did not exceed his expectations. Just as he was about to refute, he immediately sensed a fluctuation in the space in the Tianmen Square area. He looked into the distance and his eyes gradually showed light.

At this moment, the space in the Tianmen Square overlapped, and the rolling waves of air filled the starry sky. At first glance, everything there was covered with white fog.

The prohibition under the Buddha Joy contains the power of Buddha, and Stewart is a fellow practitioner of the three religions, so he is naturally not unfamiliar with the power of Buddha. At the same time, he clearly sensed that the prohibition gradually loosened due to the loss of energy supply, and the space fluctuated and repelled.

Not only the Buddhist master and Youliu, but all the monks present shut up, and all the sounds of the void were silent.

"What a strong divine thought!" The Buddha's robe stimulated, and a golden arhat's appearance phantom enveloped his body, defending against the fluctuations of the divine thoughts, breaking the silence around him, and then added another sentence, saying: "Based on divine thoughts, this fluctuation is already at the level of a holy king. Could it be that this is the holy king in the lower realm?"

"Shuxia, you seem to be surprised that the wrong person is wrong. What you should be surprised is that this Lu Zhao can actually destroy the divine clone of the Holy Lord. It seems that we have to admit that it is much worse than that Lu Zhao. No matter how powerful we are, we cannot compete with such a strong man head-on."

You Liu smiled bitterly, his heart was full of bitterness. The Hidden Demon Cave was instigated by him to test Lu Zhao's cultivation. As a result, the Hidden Demon Cave headquarters was completely destroyed, but Lu Zhao's true cultivation was still not tested.

Youliu clenched his fists with both hands, and his whole body trembled.

At this moment, he realized that when Lu Zhao fought with Hidden Demon Cave, he did not exert all his strength at all.

He recently rushed into the celestial immortal throne, realized the three lives, knew that he was the son of a great man in his previous life, and knew deeply how terrible the clone of this holy king was. He once saw that his father, who had the cultivation of a holy king, easily killed dozens of Taoist kings with his sleeves, and never a Taoist king could survive in his hands.

Although Youliu is extremely arrogant and arrogant, she still thinks she is not as good as her father in her previous life.

Youliu, who has restored his memories of his previous life, knows, what is the Immortal Lord and Taoist Lord, it sounds nice to say, is actually the foundation-building period in the ancient times. Only by becoming a saint Lord can one truly embark on the road to seeking immortality.

Now, Lu Zhao and the Holy Lord's clones have started a great battle, and even destroyed the Holy Lord's clones.

He believed that if he entered that aura, he would be oppressed and his aura would collapse before he started to take action, and he would not have the courage to take action.

"Lu Zhao, sooner or later, I will surpass you! I, Youliu, will definitely be stronger than you!" The memories of my previous life returned, Youliu's personality changed suddenly, calmly and with viciousness, being cruel to others, and hating himself even more. His nails penetrated deeply into the flesh and blood, and blood flowed out of his palms, making him more and more excited.

Tianmen Square.

After returning to Tianmen Square, Lu Zhao came to the avenue of Tianmen Square and found that there was a solemn and murderous aura permeated the Tianmen Square. The strong immortal kings could be seen everywhere. It can be seen that the immortal king's Yuanling had basically awakened.

I'm afraid that most of the Immortal Masters are here at this time, and Lu Zhao can even feel the smell of gunpowder in Tianmen Square.

However, Lu Zhao did not see the Purple Blood Demon Emperor and the Feather Clan Blood Blade. Both of them should be very busy. One is in a hurry to refine the field, and the other is purifying the hostility.

When Master Buddha saw Lu Zhao appear, he hurried forward to express his intention and said, "Brother Dao, last time you killed me with evil thoughts, I haven't thanked you yet, I don't expect to meet again again so soon."

Lu Zhao recognized at a glance that the Confucian robe master in front of him was the celestial immortal master he had seen after breaking the Tathagata and becoming a ghost formation. He unexpectedly was already a cultivator at the fifth level of the Immortal Lord.

"It's okay! Make friends, but today I look at the cultivation level of fellow Taoists, and I am actually a monk at the fifth level of the creation realm of the Immortal Lord. It's really fast!" Lu Zhao smiled, and his energy was stimulating around him, and a set of robes were transformed into.

The robe is all black, with a red sun embroidered on one shoulder, and nine flying dragons circling in the center, which makes the robe more luxurious.

The Buddha Master said in a humble voice: "Where is, compared to the fellow Taoist fighting against the clone of the Holy Lord, I really can't show my cultivation speed."

Youliu, who was standing beside him, seemed to be disgusted with the politeness of Mr. Buddha, then changed the subject and said, "Brother Lu, your robe..."

What Master Buddha and Youliu looked at him for a few more times was that there were nine divine dragons embroidered on the robe. The nine dragons were not embroidered, but were swam like a lifelike person in the dark clothes, like a living thing.

This is a divine thing!

Not only Youliu and the others, but also all the monks present also thought this way, believing that this dress was the benefit that Lu Zhao got.

With their inertial thinking, they believed that Lu Zhao would definitely not be able to escape without hesitation after a fight with the Holy Lord's clone. Even if they killed the Holy Lord's divine thought, they would definitely be seriously injured.

So they all started to yell.

"Men, the surname Lu, I advise you not to take the benefits alone. I will share with us the benefits obtained from the unknown saint's divine thoughts." The leader of Rongcheng ancestor naturally set an example. In his opinion, Lu Zhao had just fought with the saint's clone, and it must be the end of his strength at this moment. Persimmons must be picked up and pinched. If you can't make a breakthrough, then when will you wait?

A middle-aged immortal king with a dark robe with a dark face, looked like a dark smile, stared at Lu Zhao sinisterly, and said, "Yes, quickly announce the method of making your robe. Only such gorgeous clothes can demonstrate the honor of our immortal king."

"Also, the Holy Lord's divine thoughts must contain extraordinary secret techniques, and you must contribute them together!"

"Also, the blessed land you obtained from killing the evil god of Fusang last time should also be contributed to the public for us monks."

...

"Who are you?"

Lu Zhao said in a deep voice, his face was extremely gloomy, and his evil aura suddenly burst out. His powerful aura soared into the sky, making the entire cultivator of the Reincarnation Path feel an incomparable aura falling from the sky.

The faces of all the clamored people immediately became gloomy, and Lu Zhao's actions were a little beyond their expectations. They looked at Lu Zhao, and their eyes gradually showed their brilliance.

"Old ancestor, my name is Rongcheng, which is the upper realm..." The ancestor of Rongcheng thought that this was a good time to establish his authority and was about to introduce his origin in detail, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lu Zhao.

"Okay, there is no need to introduce it in detail. I already know your purpose." Lu Zhao lowered his head and patted his clothes, stared at the immortal kings, showing a look of contempt, and then said carelessly: "Hehe, you rats, I ask you, even if I give you the secret techniques and supernatural powers of the Holy Lord, you really dare to either! Aren't you afraid that the Holy Lord will cause trouble for you!"

Lu Zhao smiled calmly and spoke slowly, every word seemed to hit the hearts of the immortal kings, making them understand the seriousness of the "Saint Lord's Divine Thought" of the sharing of spoils.

Previously, the ancestor of Rongcheng was ruthlessly trampled by Lu Zhao because of his own face. He had a murderous intent in his eyes and wanted to slap Lu Zhao to death. However, after Lu Zhao's question made him wake up suddenly. It would cost a lot to seize the divine thoughts of the Holy Lord. He said in a cold voice: "If you don't give it, how do you know we don't dare to ask?"

The tone of the ancestor Rongcheng said this has been reduced many times, obviously because he lacks confidence and has a bit of a stubborn mouth.

Without waiting for these people to think, Lu Zhao continued, "If you dare, why should I give you the remnant soul of the Holy Lord? Do you dare?"

Although he was so relaxed, Lu Zhao's eyes showed contempt, which made the immortal kings very upset.

Just as an immortal king wanted to refute, Lu Zhao shouted: "Do you dare?"

A simple sentence made the immortal king's refutation still in the womb.

Almost all the monks stared at Lu Zhao, and had not spoken for a long time, nor did they yell anymore. They knew that they could not! They were just now. They should know that the clone of the Holy Lord was fighting against Lu Zhao. Unless they never go to the realm, the Holy Lord's things would not be affected!

"You can't, you can't do it. How did you cultivate your pig brain to the level of the Immortal Lord?! Do you think I am the Lu Zhao who took the initiative to give up the position of leader of the Earth Star Cultivator Alliance? Do you think I was me when I attacked the Jingguo Shrine...

Rats, your state of mind is like an ant. When I fight against a powerful enemy, you hide in the dark. I dare to kill the Holy Lord clone, you can't do it!

Now, you are clamoring for benefits. Think about it carefully, are you qualified?" Lu Zhao smiled, but his words were extremely sharp.

"You don't have the courage to move forward, and you dare not set foot on the holy road alone. You are all thinking about secret techniques, your realm, and your shortcuts... In the final analysis, you are afraid, what are you afraid of?" Lu Zhao's eyes flashed with cold light, but the smile on his face never dissipated at all.

Tens of thousands of cultivators at the level of Immortal Lord stared at Lu Zhao and their pupils shrank.

"Don't you know? Then, I'll tell you what you are afraid of." Lu Zhao raised his right hand, waved forward and took action, like a human-shaped wild dragon, raising his hands and feet, collapsed the void, and slapped out with his hands, like a mountain slashing the mountain, unstoppable.

Lu Zhao's smile became stronger. He endured it until now, pretending to be indefinite and real, just seducing these stupid immortals over. For such an opportunity, he naturally would not let it go. He pointed to the sky and slashed it down immediately.

Accompanied by the thunder attack, Lu Zhao's words fell into the ears of the immortal king Mantian. It was fine for Guan Xia and Youliu. They were not the main targets of Lu Zhao. Although they suffered some blows, they were not very heavy.

As for the other monks, they were not so lucky. Their faces immediately became gloomy and their minds suddenly shook. They also heard that Lu Zhao had a backup plan at this moment.

Moreover, judging by this offensive, Lu Zhao did not look like he was injured.
Chapter completed!