The heavens start with Buddhist disciples

Chapter 244 Don't be ashamed of the name of the ancestors in the world

The ancestors of the ancient times were all saint-level warriors, each with incredible magical power. Although there was still a gap between them and the Great Sage, they were not easy to win.

This is a doomed situation!

Although the old lunatic's cultivation level is unbelievable, he has not yet attained enlightenment. One person cannot defeat six ancient ancestor kings in a short period of time!

The six ancient kings had a clear goal, preventing young and old lunatics from supporting Ji Ran.

As long as Ji Ran is killed by the two great saints of gold and silver, they are confident that they can unite with the two great saints and finally deal with the crazy old man.

By then, the hundreds of millions of people in the Ziwei Star Territory will be the resources for them to return to their peak.

The war started again, and the great sage from ancient times faced off against the legendary figures of the human race. With a brush of the immortal tree, thousands of divine lights shot out, changing the world.

Ji Ran waved the holy sword in her hand, causing the void to shatter, the sun and moon to disappear, and the universe to overturn.

The scales in the hands of another great sage swallowed chaos, like a giant star that could crush him forever.

"what……"

The two great saints roared, and they all used their trump cards, holding the supreme holy weapons, summoning the order of the gods of heaven and earth to attack and kill Ji Ran.

This was a shocking battle, and both Ji Ran and the young and old lunatics fought to the point of madness.

Even Ye Fan found one of the weakest ancient ancestor kings and fought with him.

This is a rare experience. Although the ancient ancestor king is strong, his body is dry and unable to exert the combat power he had in his heyday.

Looking back at Ye Fan, the divine power of the holy body is endless and endless. It can be measured and confronted, and it is easier to grasp the quality of the saint.

This is equivalent to a saint showing his way to Ye Fan without reservation.

Ji Ran's eyes were stunning at this time, her black hair was flying, and there was no power to sharpen the sharpness of the Prajna blow in her hand.

He also suffered a lot of trauma, but in this case, Ji Ran's understanding of the "Shading the Sky" method was deeper and his understanding was more profound.

Under the holy sword, the silver-haired great sage was split in half again. Although the soul was not destroyed, Yuan Qi was injured again.

"boom!"

Ji Ran's back received a solid blow at this time, and a bloody hole as big as a fist appeared, with the front and back translucent.

This is exactly what the silver-haired great sage did while Ji Ran was dealing with the blond-haired great sage.

This battle between the saints was extremely fierce, it was a fight with life, there was no luck, the holy blood was scattered, and the supreme power was exhausted.

"You have no chance. Even if you are a great saint, can you defeat people like us?"

An ancient king sneered cruelly.

He is extremely old, and the years have almost exhausted his lifespan, but at this time he forcibly gathers his energy, and has the strength to fight.

The ancient great sage with long golden hair and ancestral dragon horns wiped the golden blood from the corners of his mouth.

They looked at Ji Ran and sneered: "It's not unjust for you to die like this. As long as we deal with you, we can also solve the other one with a particularly hard fist!"

The young lunatic's eyes were sharp and he didn't say a word. He used the Six Paths of Samsara Fist to unite the six ancient worlds into one, and smashed them towards the six ancient ancestor kings with supreme divine power.

Ji Ran raised the Prajna in her hand again, and unworldly murderous intent descended on the field.

The wind blows back from the desert, and the battle is raging with fierce fronts and blood.

Immortal seven-light wonderful trees are rising, and the silver scales of Hunyuan are swaying.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The Immortal Miaoshu was almost cut into two pieces by the Prajna in Ji Ran's hand, and the blond ancient great sage was trembling all over.

One thousand two hundred and ninety-six invisible sword energy marks were imprinted on his body. His limbs kept ringing, and his bones began to break inch by inch.

This is the reversal of human immortal martial arts, using sword energy to guide and forcibly open acupoints.

But at this time, the blond great sage himself did not have enough life source to support the condensation of the acupoints.

One thousand two hundred and ninety-six vortices spread all over the body of the blond great sage, and the ground bones turned into nutrients and were continuously absorbed by these vortices.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

All the blood in the blond great sage's body was evaporating, and the vortex all over his body seemed to be draining everything from him.

Although the blow worked, Ji Ran also paid a heavy price.

The scales as big as millstones in the hands of the silver-haired great sage were dazzling with silver light, almost cutting off Ji Ran's shoulder, and the purple-gold holy blood splashed into the void again.

Immortal Miaoshu also made six large holes in Ji Ran's body that almost penetrated the internal organs, and even a large gash was cut on the neck.

"puff!"

The purple blood rushed out, the broken spear pierced through the frontal bone, and came out from the back of the head. The soul was nailed to pieces, extremely bloody and tragic, and the dead body fell to the ground.

An ancient ancestor king holding a blood spear was mercilessly killed by a young and old lunatic.

"Boom!"

The copper warship shook, and eight more ancient ancestor kings stepped out, causing the world to collapse.

Although they were extremely old, with accumulated wrinkles, and their lives were coming to an end, they all had the strength to fight and temporarily restored their former style.

Even if each person can only fight for a few minutes, the eight extra saints will be enough to affect the situation on the field.

Of the six previous ancestor kings, the young man and the old lunatic had only killed two.

Ye Fan was alone. At this time, Ye Fan was also covered in blood. He didn't know how many times he had used the Nirvana magic from An Miaoyi.
Now a total of eleven saints are working together to besiege the young and old madman, and his pressure is no less than that of Ji Ran.

"It's not worth your life to exchange your lives before you recover your vitality. Let's break through the ancient formation and fight outside the territory. I have the means to get rid of the two of them."

The ancient great sage with dragon horns spoke indifferently.

He was trying to find a way for the blond-haired sage to absorb a large amount of Yuan Qi. Otherwise, within a short time, the blond-haired sage would be absorbed into the void by the acupuncture points of his body.

There was a loud noise, and the entire golden desert trembled violently, and then the aura that made people's primordial spirit about to shatter traveled for hundreds of thousands of miles!
The copper warship is huge and boundless, standing there like a purple magic stone. It seems to be alive, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, swallowing the whole world with every breath.

The Bagua Dao patterns appeared, and along with the warship's breathing, the Bagua runes were also changing and reorganizing regularly.

After several attempts, the silver-haired great sage finally became embarrassed.

He said coldly: "What kind of rune is this? Is it an imperial pattern that can trap us?"

Ji Ran's injuries recovered as before. He looked at the silver-haired sage as if he were a dead person and said, "Not only will I lock you up, I will send you on your way!"

The word "Bing" is secretly operating, and the Prajna sword in Ji Ran's hand is like a real dragon flying in the sky, swallowing endless divine brilliance.

Ji Ran pinched the sword finger with her hand, and half of the acupoints around the blond sage began to explode.

The sound of continuous explosions was deafening.

A drop of the saint's blood can collapse an entire void, not to mention the saint's body starting to explode.

The divine brilliance reaches the sky, and the seven-colored essence is scattered.

It's just that the dissipated essence is the most delicious existence for many ancient ancestors and kings who are empty of energy and blood.

But this rising energy is like a poppy, and it is also the most delicious poison.

After inhaling these essences, the ancient ancestor king's body began to become plump and plump.

Even the wrinkles on some of the ancestor kings' faces began to fade.

The young mad old man saw this and frowned, but he did not give the eleven ancestor kings time to absorb too much energy.

The Six Paths of Samsara Fist was ready to blow up the ancestor king closest to him.

"Let you see the true strength of our ancient ancestor kings!"

An ancestor king with four wings on his back spoke coldly, and at the same time began to burn the divine power in his body, intending to use his powerful innate magical power.

"Oh!"

Before he could do anything, the Ancestor King's body exploded, and more seven-color essences escaped from his body, covering the entire formation space.

The silver-haired sage also tried to absorb a ray of seven-color essence.

But he couldn't help but his face suddenly changed and he said: "This essence is poisonous and contains the laws and order of heaven and earth. It can destroy and transform all laws that are different from it and become what it is."

This is exactly what Ji Ran created with reference to the five-color divine light in mythology, which is blended into the seven-color divine light of yin and yang.

Assimilate and absorb all tangible and intangible things, and turn them into seven colors for their use.

The divine power, bodies and even souls in the bodies of many ancestor kings are all in the yin and yang and the five elements, and will naturally be absorbed one by one.

But these patriarchs and great sages did not have a deeper grasp of Yin-Yang and Five Elements than Ji Ran.

Therefore, they are like sharks infected with the virus, which will poison all similar species in a sea area in a short period of time.

A few days later, someone found a piece of copper fragments in the desert, stained with the holy blood of the human race.

Since then, the saints have not appeared, the ancient great saints have not come, the ancestor kings have disappeared, and the great saints of the human race have never appeared again.

One year later, the Bajing Palace in Shouyang Mountain.

Ji Ran looked at the young and crazy old man who had recovered as before and said: "This is an alternative method of enlightenment that I came up with, and it is also the key to fighting the dark turmoil in the future."

"Brother Taoist, are you willing to give it a try?"

The crazy old man said: "Several Taoist brothers have gone ahead, how can I fall behind them?"

"And this Immortal Martial Arts is truly amazing. If you hadn't reversed this technique and killed the blond sage, it would have been difficult for you and me to fully accomplish this."

Ji Ran asked: "Brother Taoist, do you blame me for not using the Jidao Emperor's weapons?"

The crazy old man shook his head and said: "I think this battle is also extremely important for your path to enlightenment."

"You can give up using the Jidao Emperor's weapons to resolve the battle with overwhelming force, and instead choose to fight with your life. It seems that you have realized your problem."

During this year, Ji Ran also fought against the crazy old man dozens of times, and gained a lot each time.

Ji Ran, who seriously lacks actual combat experience, has also made great progress.

It's a pity that more life and death battles will be needed after all, otherwise it will be difficult for Ji Ran to break through the hurdles in front of her and step into the threshold of the extreme realm.

Ji Ran also told the crazy old man that although the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was powerful, it could not prove the Tao, and it was extremely difficult to even prove the Great Emperor through reincarnation.

He suggested that the crazy old man follow the way of boxing: break the mountains and rivers with his fist, break the sun and moon with his fist, break the void with his fist, control the world with his fist, and destroy the way of heaven with his fist.

In the end, he used boxing to prove the Tao in an alternative way, and he achieved the supreme level of boxing.

After thinking about it for a long time, the old madman also accepted Ji Ran's suggestion.

There are three thousand worlds within the Jiuli Tu. As long as the crazy old man can smash the Jiuli Tu with his fists, he can naturally attain enlightenment in a different way.

In the karma reincarnation tower, the mad old man started his sleep of alternative enlightenment with Jiuli Tu.

Ji Ran looked up at the stars, as if trying to figure out what to observe.

He quickly came to the conclusion: "It turns out that the Divine Thought of the Sun Holy Emperor and Ye Fan are both in Beihai at this time. I have an agreement with the Divine Thought of the Old Holy Emperor, so I might as well go and have a look."

Late at night in the North Sea, a jade plate hangs high in the sky, the black ocean is undulating in the distance, the island is plain and hazy, with red cliffs and strange rocks, and old medicine greets the moon with glowing clouds.

In Tang Valley, the six-foot-long golden hibiscus immortal tree shines brightly, lighting up the night sky. Under the tree, an old man in green clothes stands alone, his eyes full of confusion.

Ji Ran came here and looked at the old man in Tsing Yi, his eyes full of awe, but also a little sad.

In front of him, lay an ancient sarcophagus, filled with a strange atmosphere, and everything on the island became strange because of this.

Above the golden hibiscus tree, an ancient temple is located, looming, majestic and majestic, majestic.

The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have lost his soul, his whole body was in a daze, without any fluctuations in his thoughts, and he stood there like a wooden stake.

Ji Ran took out a wisp of human fire and slowly walked towards the old man in green.

When the old man saw the flames, there seemed to be a little more sparkle in his eyes, as if he was reminiscing and thinking.

The flames quickly disappeared as if they were thrown into nothingness.

But the eyes of the old man in Tsing Yi became radiant.

He looked at Ji Ran and said, "You did a good job and I look forward to seeing you in the future!"

Then, the old man's eyes became dim again. What was different from before was that the stone tower in the old man's hand wrapped a small golden tree and fell into Ji Ran's hand.

An old Golden Crow saw the Fusang Sacred Tree in Ji Ran's hand and said coldly: "This Fusang Sacred Tree belongs to my Golden Crow clan. Hand it over quickly. Don't say it was unforeseen!"

Ji Ran looked at the old Golden Crow, his eyes bursting with purple light, and the whole body of this old Golden Crow, who had cultivated to the realm of a king, was surrounded by purple flames.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A scream came from the old Golden Crow's mouth, and at the same time, he transformed into a huge Golden Crow body and plunged into the depths of the North Sea.

Hopefully, through the endless black water of the North Sea, the flames can be extinguished.

Unfortunately, in the end, the Old Golden Crow never flew out of the North Sea again.

Seeing Ji Ran's arrival, the representative of the King's Palace in the scene flashed murderous intent in his eyes.

This person is Yin Tiande, a former disciple of the Bajing Palace who has also cultivated to the level of a king.

Ji Ran looked around and said calmly: "The fusang tree is the object of enlightenment for our human race, the Holy Emperor of the Sun. I am taking it away now. Who agrees and who objects?"

Another king of the Golden Crow tribe said: "The ancestors of our tribe once built a nest on the hibiscus tree. This hibiscus tree should belong to our Jinwu tribe."

Ji Ran said: "In the future, you can ask the Jinwu ancestor of your clan to look for me, and I will naturally give him an explanation."

Yin Tiande suddenly said: "Even if you are a saint in this world, is it too much to be so domineering?"

The tenth prince of the Golden Crow tribe also stood up. He was the youngest and could be described as young and energetic.

He said rudely: "In various myths and legends, Fusang and Golden Crow are inseparable."

"My clan even suspects that the Ancient Sun Emperor is the ancestor of our Golden Crow clan."

Ye Fan suddenly laughed and said, "You Jinwu people are so unreasonable."

"Why don't you say that the originator of the Renwang Palace, the founder of the Guanghan Palace, the ancestor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, and Lao Tzu of the Bajing Palace are all the incarnations of your ancestors?"

Suddenly, Ji Ran felt a strange fluctuation.

He turned around and looked at the old man in Tsing Yi.

Everyone present also felt a different atmosphere.

In front of the old man in Tsing Yi, scenes appeared one after another.

The character in the picture is Ye Tong.

Back then, the crazy old man relied on Ye Fan's brief contact with Saint Tianxuan to reflect part of Saint Tianxuan's past in the ancient forbidden land.

At this time, the cultivation level of the old man in green is even more powerful than that of the crazy old man. Ye Tong's aura on Ji Ran and Ye Fan is also many times stronger.

The old man in Tsing Yi showed kindness in his eyes, and finally said to Ji Ran and Ye Fan: "Thank you... for taking care of...!"

After that, the one-armed old man in green clothes held the sarcophagus and slowly spoke again, as if he was saying his final farewell to the world:

"I am the only one in the nine heavens and ten earths. I can sweep across the three thousand realms and reverse the six paths of reincarnation. I am the Holy Emperor of the Sun!"

At this moment, the three realms and six realms seemed to be shaken. The vast black North Sea waves hit the sky, and the clouds in ten directions collapsed.

The one-armed old man with flying green clothes, although not majestic or majestic, but at this moment, he has an unrivaled demeanor of suppressing three thousand worlds and crossing the eternity!

Tanggu, the gods are soaring to the sky, once the seal is lifted, the whole island seems to be resurrected, and the bullfighting anger makes the star field turbulent, and the heavens and worlds shake together!
The old man in green clothes sent out ripples one after another, turning into black light, surrounding him like a black sun.

Ji Ran held the stone tower in his hand, and against the pressure of the gods, a ray of holy power from the sun was injected into the stone tower, and finally hit the old man in Tsing Yi.

It was a pure extreme power, the power closest to the Sun Emperor. It was like a piece of divine light, which baptized the evil body of the god Nian and made it gradually brighten.

A golden halo lingered around his body, which was quite different from just now, and finally he had a trace of the ancient emperor of the human race.

Finally, the old man in Tsing Yi placed the sarcophagus on the ground, slowly pushed open the coffin, and looked inside.

"boom!"

The breath of the ancient emperor rushed out, and the entire ocean was turbulent, and all the clouds in the sky were scattered!

This is an indescribable Qi mechanism, strands and strands, running through the past, present, and future, suppressing the three thousand great worlds, and reversing the six paths of reincarnation!

Ji Ran glanced at the ancient coffin.

In the coffin, there was no corpse of the ancient emperor of the human race, only a piece of human skin, emitting golden light, as dazzling as a round of the sun!
All the terrifying fluctuations originated from it, and it was stained with a few drops of golden blood, as if it had just peeled off.

The old man in Tsing Yi kowtowed to the coffin, he was very devout, he stood up after a long time, and closed the ancient coffin.

His body began to become weak, and before disappearing, he came to Ji Ran and Ye Fan, stretched out his hands to carve words between their eyebrows, one stroke at a time, very slowly.

No more, no less, a total of nine ancient characters are imprinted into the Immortal Platform of the two, each one is shining brightly and is eternal!
The old man in Tsing Yi finally looked at the two of them and said: "You need to realize the path by yourself. You need to walk alone. The road ahead is thorny. Don't forget your original intention!"

In the end, he sat cross-legged under the hibiscus tree with his sarcophagus in his arms, and said: "Here is where the truth is proven, and where the bones are buried. The origin and the end of the relationship, everything is gone."

The old man in Tsing Yi began to transform into the Dao, and his body gradually became weak and gradually disappeared.

People know that the last evil thought left by the Holy Emperor of the human race will disappear, and only the immortal Fusang will remain in the world, which makes people sigh.

(End of this chapter)