Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1067
That day in Jiuyou Nether Palace, Zhang Fan might not have been able to catch his own palm if it wasn't for Zhang Fan's luck in the Nether Palace. The Buddha lowered the lamp and shook his head secretly, "Underworld Emperor, you are too ignorant, Jiuyou is so weak, Heaven, earth, gods, humans and ghosts, this is the number of days, ghosts are the last, don't try to revitalize Jiuyou, Jiuyou can only be a vassal."

"Until now, you still haven't woken up?"

The Buddha said under the lamp that he contemptuously slandered Jiuyou, but the Buddhist sect first let his disciples secretly lurk in hell, and then secretly manipulated the ghost doctor sect of the Tired Gate, and on the bright side, they used the agreement of the five religions to ask for ghosts. He also said that you are not good at Jiuyou, a filthy place.

It's like how many people see a star getting rich, famous, and enjoying privileges, and they are very dismissive. They say that in ancient times, a star was an actor and a cheap industry. If you want to look down on him, you really want him to be a star. , run faster than anyone else.

"Wake up?"

A sword sound resounded from Zhang Fan's body, and the Shengtian Buried Soul Sword rushed out from his body. He had already practiced the sword body, "When the emperor invades my Nine Nether Buddha Gate and kills all of them, let's see who will wake up!" .”

At this time, Zhang Fan was full of arrogance, furious, and the battle was raging. The whole person was like an unsheathed sword, showing its sharpness, looking down at the world, and suppressing Heng Gu!
"Sect Master, is Emperor Underworld really going against Buddhism?" Concubine Gui Xi was horrified.

When Jiuyou was weak for a long time, it was considered to be an unbearable place, and Buddhism, high above, mysterious, even the heavenly court was respectful to the Buddhist gate, and if there were monsters, the heavenly court would even ask the Buddhist gate for help.

"The Underworld Emperor is self-willed and can hardly accomplish anything. Going against the Buddhist sect will only lead him to perdition." Guixi Concubine's manager said.

"metropolitan!"

Everyone hopes that the suzerain can say a few words at this juncture.

Gui Xituo said: "Zhang Fan is the world's first ghost Taoist celestial being and also has the throne. His strength is comparable to that of the dual-element celestial being. It can be said that he is blessed..." But the voice suddenly changed, and a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But he found the wrong opponent. The lower lamp is the Fire Dao Tianzun, the Buddha Dao Tianzun, and a small Dao of Dzogchen, which is the Sanyuan Tianzun."

"Zhang Fan is sure to lose!"

Hearing the suzerain's analysis, everyone was relieved, the two sides are far behind, that's it.

"What's more, the huge Buddhist gate is comparable to Jiuyou."

The strongest in Jiuyou is Zhang Fan. Apart from Zhang Fan, there is no other invincible soldier, and the Buddha's lamp is in the Buddhist gate, and they are even public figures. Jiuyou and the Buddhist sect will judge.

Hearing this, the ghost doctor of the tired family has become more confident, and the ghost doctor of the tired family really did not find the wrong backer.

"I'm afraid that this Nine Nether Emperor is about to perish here just after he was born." The alchemist was even more blunt, and even shook his head slightly to express his regret.

Even wanting to shake the foundation of Buddhism in Jiuyou, can Buddhism allow it?

"Hehe, I thought the Underworld Emperor was capable, but it turned out that he was just a stupefied young man who dared to provoke the Buddhist sect. In the end, he would inevitably bow his head and ears, and be crushed to pieces."

Zhou Yi and other female Luo Zong all showed worried expressions.

The weight of money is even more worrying.Compared with the Tired Family Ghost Doctor Sect who has only been there for less than a year, the friendship between Zhang Fan and him is undoubtedly much more important.

"Xumi Tathagata hides!"

The mantra sounded softly under the Buddha lamp, and the bergamot slowly protruded. At the moment when the bergamot appeared, the whole world was full of Buddha light, breaking through the gray sky of Jiuyou. When the bergamot spread it, it felt extremely heavy, like the whole world. All in his bergamot.

Let people not have the slightest resistance.

The bergamot hand is like jade like light, as if it was condensed from hot molten iron. Wherever it passed, rumbling Sanskrit sounds, flames burned, and the Nine Nether Void exploded. Crying with a headache.

Buddha can overcome ghosts!
"Don't read it, don't read it..."

But the Sanskrit sound became louder and louder, the whole sky was roaring, and the coercion of Xumi Tathagata increased again and again.

"Underworld Emperor, there is still time to wake up, if not, you will be buried under Qipan Mountain forever."

The Great Buddha of Tongtian is above the void, revealing the appearance of Buddhism.

"Hundred Ghost Festival, Burial Sword!"

With a bang, the sword light shot out, and with a wave of the Shengtian Buried Soul Sword in Zhang Fan's hand, it condensed into a black line and cut across in an instant.

The moment the sword came out, the ghost cultivators present screamed again and again, and suddenly realized that he had instantly turned into a wisp of smoke, and his whole body was gone. Even if he built a Yin body, even if he had a ghost body, even if he was a Dzogchen ghost king, he would be invincible!
"You dare!"

Gui Xituo was very angry when he saw the disciples of the sect being killed. The ancient Buddha dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, but he didn't know that he would make you die even worse later.

"Extremely nasty!"

But the sword glow that came out at that moment rushed directly into the bergamot's hand with a whoosh, and made a sound like a high-frequency electromagnetic collision, causing the sky to shatter.

"This sword..."

The fused brows of the Buddha under the lamp frowned, his face changed slightly, he felt the terrifying power of the sword, but he was also full of confidence in his bergamot.

As he said, if the Sanyuan Tianzun does not come out, no one in the Three Realms can catch his bergamot hand, no matter how weird Zhang Fan's sword art is.

"my hand!"

The Buddha lowered the lamp and suddenly shouted.

I saw that sword light, as if it cut the space into two pieces, and directly crushed the power of Sumeru covered by the bergamot, like cutting tofu, it was smashed to pieces, and the sky was filled with broken stars of Buddha's light. The jade-like bergamot flew into the air.

"what!!"

Buddha lowered the lamp and let out an incomparably shrill scream, ten thousand times louder than his mantra, and grabbed his severed hand like a madman.

The audience was shocked!

What ancient Buddha Tianzun, what Sanyuan Tianzun, what kind of Buddhist strongman, under this sword, is nothing but defeated and howling in pain, no different from ordinary people.

"How could this be?"

The people from the Tired Ghost Doctor Sect's eyes widened in shock, and their whole body trembled.

Ancient Buddha had his hand cut off?
The Buddha lowered the lamp and looked at Zhang Fan, even more terrified. There was no trace of the demeanor of an ancient Buddhist Buddha, "You, you are already a swordsman?"

Impossible, the last fight was only two days ago, Zhang Fan's swordsmanship was only six changes, even with the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword, how could he become the swordsman in just two days.

But Sanyuan Tianzun couldn't defeat him!

What exactly is going on?

"Cut again!"

Zhang Fan let out a soft shout, and swiped his lightsaber in the air, forming a beautiful and strange black circle. Within the circle centered on him, the sword energy was shimmering, as if excluding everything else, and at the same time, the circle of light kept flashing. Gathered towards Zhang Fan.

"No!"

Under Zhang Fan's way of swordsmanship, Buddha Xiadeng screamed loudly. Facing such sword power, Buddha Xiadeng no longer has to question it. This is definitely the power of Sanyuan Sword Master. Tathagata Zang came out again, but the bergamot hand that was indestructible and could destroy the entire Jiuyou was so weak and pale in front of Zhang Fan's sword art, it was cut off again and flew out.

"Ah!" There was another miserable cry.Break your hands!

Seeing this scene, the people of the Tired Ghost Sect almost collapsed. The ancient Buddha was crushed like this, like an adult beating a child.

"how come……"

And the terrifying Shengtian Burial Soul Sword has already been chopped off.

The Buddha lowered the lamp and screamed in horror: "Emperor Ming, wait a minute, listen to my Buddha."

"Cut! Chop! Chop!"

The Shengtian Burial Soul Sword in Zhang Fan's hand slashed out again and again, the light of the sword flickered, one sword after another fiercely and mercilessly chopped on the Buddha's body under the lamp.

click, click...

Almost instantaneously, Zhang Fan's severed limbs and broken bodies flew all over the sky, pieces of gold nuggets fell from the Buddha's body, and with a bang, the dark gold Buddha's head covered with meat bun tops also fell down.

hiss!The audience gasped.

"Zhang Fan, you dare to be so ruthless against the ancient Buddhist Buddha, aren't you afraid of revenge from the Buddhist sect?"

The eyes of the head of the Tired Sect Ghost Sect were red.

"Do you think your Tired Ghost Sect can still exist in this world?"

"Today, the emperor wants you to disappear."

While speaking, Zhang Fan pointed his sword at the sky, squeezed the sword formula in his mouth, and once again a huge sword fell from the sky above the sky.

"If you don't have the heart to heal people, you don't deserve to have the art of healing people."

Everyone in the Tired Gate Ghost Sect yelled in horror. Only now did they know that the ancient Buddha had fallen, and what they would face would be the wrath of the Underworld Emperor. What ancient Buddha, what Buddhist sect, where is it?
No one can save them!
"No, you can't..."

"We have Buddhism as our backer, no..."

So far, they couldn't figure out how this could happen, how could a sect as powerful as Buddhism lose to Emperor Hades.

"Underworld, wait a minute, just listen to what my Buddha has to say!" The lamp under the Buddha with only one head left said, "You have seen the stone statue of Yao Tathagata, don't you think he looks like someone?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment. When he saw Yao Tathagata, he really felt very similar, but he didn't take it to heart. But when the Buddha put down the lamp and said, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look at Qian Qian. I have to look back.

(End of this chapter)