Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 156, the real drama begins
To put it bluntly, he is the ancestor of the Qiu family, but his combat power is just scum...
Knowing that his dimensional combat power is no more than that of Ming Haitang.

Zhang Fan voice transmission: If you don't go, no one will look down on you, and you will be notorious from now on, and will even deprive you of the title of ancestor. I know what Li Shanren means. He wants to save you and make you his slave.

Qiu Daolo was horrified;
What, this hateful smelly monk, but I really don't have any confidence.

In the depths of Qiu Daolo's soul: This smelly monk actually wants to save me. I will kill you sooner or later. Zhang Fan, if you dare to control me, I will let you know how powerful I am sooner or later.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan sensed the artistic conception of Qiu Daoruo's soul, and this guy was still thinking about betrayal.

Zhang Fan voice transmission: Don't worry, with me here, even if you lose both in the fight, I will protect you.

Qiu Daolo was stunned: a bold idea came into his mind...
Qiu Daolo's voice transmission: Alright, master, then you must help!

Zhang Fan voice transmission: Don't worry, I will definitely wish you well.

Qiu Daolo stepped forward: "Li Shanren, I also want to see your Buddhist skills, but this is the prehistoric world. If you and I fight, one of the pure lands will definitely be destroyed. Why don't you go to the depths of the dimensional space and see if it's you?" His Buddhist skills are powerful, but my Taoist skills are better."

Li Shanren smiled knowingly: "Okay, I will wait for you."

Li Shanren waved his hand, opened the dimension space, and walked in... Qiu Daoluo did the same.

Shang Weizhao was surprised, since when did this old guy have so much backbone, able to compete with the Ninth Grade Buddha, this person can understand the existence of the Dao at first glance, and you are just a small achievement of the Wanlei Dao.

Among the ninth rank of Tianshi, it can only be regarded as inferior, with scumbag combat power.

Countless celestial masters go to the depths of the dimensional space, and two powerful dimensional spaces are fighting, so you must see it clearly.

Zhang Fan telepathized, and a trace of curse power entered the depths of Qiu Daoluo's soul...

Qiu Daolo's ambition was complete, and he felt a trace of the power of the curse, it was too powerful!Is this power? It has at least a thousand dimensional combat power, and it is still improving.

Li Shanren stood in the black space, looking at Qiu Daoluo who came.

This person can break Chang Mier's yin and yang energy with a wave of his hand, there must be a secret in him, although it is a bit troublesome to save a ninth-rank celestial master, but with the power of faith of millions of people in the small world, this seat is not Believe it can't save you.

Qiu Daolo shouted loudly;
"Take my trick, the gun of the curse, the endless curse..."

Qiu Daoluo shot directly, under one blow, the cursed air gushed out, suppressing Li Shanren like a violent wind and waves, Li Shanren was startled;
Curse Avenue?

Behind Li Shanren's back is the Vajra Dao, and his whole body is shrouded in Buddha's light. The four vajras have ferocious faces, holding magic weapons in their hands, shutting out all the auras that curse the Dao.

Rumbling...Qiu Daolo stabbed Li Shanren's chest with a single shot, making countless noises. This shot only went deep into the Buddha's light, but did not penetrate.

Qiu Daolo's voice transmission: Young master, please increase the power of the curse, I will shoot this guy through a hole.

Zhang Fan voice transmission: Good.

At this time, in the depths of Qiu Daoluo's soul, the god of curse was countless times taller, and the power of curse was transmitted.

Thorn...
The cursed gun approached Li Shanren little by little.

Li Shanren was surprised, this has at least 500 dimensional combat power, at least Xiao Chengjing's curse avenue, and the curse power keeps increasing.

Qiu Daolo shouted: "Smelly monk, I will stab you to death."

Li Shanren: "Hmph, don't be crazy, the faith of all beings blesses me, take me a sword of faith."

Li Shanren held a sharp sword and pierced Qiu Daoruo's body with one sword.

This is just a magic sword transformed by the power of faith, and it does not cause any harm. This magic sword directly penetrates into the depths of Qiu Daluo's soul, and touches Qiu Daolo's soul a little bit.

Qiu Daolo was horrified, and felt a Sanskrit sound coming.

"Believe in me, get the way, believe in me, get the supreme Buddha position, believe in me, get eternal life..."

The god of curse snorted coldly;
"The power of the curse, dispelling the faith, bless me..."

One after another, the power of curses came through the sky, blessed the god of curses, dispelled the power of faith a little bit, Li Shanren was shocked, this guy can still resist, I am the Dacheng Dao of Faith, you are just Xiaocheng The power of the curse.

How can this be?

Li Shanren immediately took out a gourd.

Straight up binge drinking.

Vajra Buddha was stunned: "Why does this guy have the water of faith? Could it be that he entered the sea of ​​faith and stole the water of faith from it?"

Bodhi Buddha said: "He is trying to forcibly save Qiu Daolo."

"I just don't know if I can succeed?"

Vajra Buddha nodded: "His small world itself has kept 100 million believers in captivity, praying non-stop every day, and the power of faith generated is completely insufficient."

At this moment.

In the depths of Qiu Daoluo's soul, the power of faith flourished, like sea water pouring into the soul.

"Haha, I drank the water of faith. Every drop of water of faith requires 100 million people to pray non-stop for ten years. This amount of water of faith is enough for me to ascend to the realm of perfection. Submit to me and you will get Buddha bit."

Qiu Daoluo was horrified.

"Young master, save me quickly."

Li Shanren was taken aback, young master?What the hell?

The God of Cursing snorted coldly: "Hmph, the Dao of Faith in the Perfect Realm, what a pity, this seat is the Dao of Cursing in the Dzogchen Realm, die!"

Cursing gas spewed out with all its strength.

Squirting out all the energy of faith, Qiu Daolo slapped him.

Poison Buddha destroys the celestial palm... [-] battles, the outer body of the Vajra King was shattered, and a palm was printed on Li Shanren's chest, and Li Shanren was horrified.

This palm can break the barrier of the world.

Hit out of the void.

Vajra Buddha was horrified: "This kind of palm strength is at least in the realm of the Great Perfection. How could this person do it?"

Bodhi Buddha said: "I'm afraid there is more than one way, I feel a poisonous gas pervading."

Killing the Buddha's face was serious: "This person is just an old ancestor of the Qiu family. Why is he so powerful? This palm smashed the barrier of the world! Li Shan is more than a man, what should we do?"

The three of them looked at him, if you have the ability, go and save him!
This palm is too terrifying, unless one comprehends the Great Perfection, this kind of state can compete, otherwise he will undoubtedly die.

Li Shanren directly turned into nothingness.

Fortunately, Qiu Daoluo put a piece of bone into the meson, but no one saw it. They only saw Qiu Daoruo beheading Li Shanren with his palm, leaving no bones left.

The god of the curse has become much smaller, like a baby.

In the depths of Qiu Daoluo's soul: "Young master, what do you think?"

Zhang Fan voice transmission: It's okay, I'll be fine after a short rest, you escape here first, in case they join forces...

Qiu Daolo nodded: OK.

Qiu Daolo opened the dimensional space and appeared in the prehistoric world. With a flash of his figure, he immediately arrived at Zhang Fan's residence...

Qiu Daolo said: "Young master, I'm here!"

Zhang Fan was taken aback: "What are you doing here?"

"I will serve the young master."

Zhang Fan sneered;
"You want to betray me?"

squeak...

"How dare I betray the young master, I came to see the young master?" Qiu Daoluo looked at Zhang Fan, his face pale, and his eyes rolled. Sure enough, this person was injured and wanted to control me, the ancestor. you die.

Qiu Daoluo swung out his palm.

"You dare to control this seat and intend to take charge of Zhenbao Pavilion. This seat wants you to die." Wanlei Dao is within a wave of your hand. As the ancestor of the Qiu family, he has lived for tens of thousands of years. Heavenly master held hostage.

How can I bear it, as long as I find the right opportunity, I will rebel immediately.

Seeing Wan Lei Dao coming, Zhang Fan sneered:
(End of this chapter)