Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Huang Shi felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and after that, the gun in his hand fell directly to the ground.

Looking at the strange man again, the palm of his left hand was suspended in the air, and there was a palm print on Huang Shi's abdomen.

Quan Yi finally spoke to him, "It's a good blow. It seems that you are a newcomer in this era, but it is not enough. Compared to us, you are too weak."

His meaning was very clear. Huangshi was the new immortal of this era, and his combat power was much weaker than theirs in ancient times.

Huang Shi stood up angrily, clenched his blood gun, and wanted to attack again.

His shoulder was lightly tapped, "Uncle Huang, help me get this mirror."

Huangshi's anger was immediately extinguished. He turned to look at Ye Jiu with a faint smile, then looked at the mirror in his hand that was obviously an immortal weapon, and lowered his head slightly, "It's...senior..."

He knew that he was embarrassed in front of Senior Ye Jiu. He could feel that this monk was a true fairy like him, but he was killed instantly with a palm.

If the other party had not stopped attacking, he would have died at that moment.

Not reconciled.

Huang Shi was very unwilling.

From the day he was born.

He is the demon genius that everyone is looking for, except for Jian Chen who was against him back then.

Who can beat him at the same level?

But now, he was killed instantly?

At this moment, Huang Shi has realized it.

Becoming an immortal does not mean that he is very strong.

The water in this world is deeper than he imagined.

Who is this monk?

"Little monk, you do seem to be a little more powerful than you were that day. Do you really want to fight me?"

The movements of Quan Yi's hands were a little faster, and his voice was full of excitement, "Of course, this is what I came here for!"

He shouted loudly, and the thread connecting the 360 ​​five beads in his hand broke instantly.

The prayer beads fell to the ground, and then floated around him, forming the shape of two circles, with a single prayer bead in front of him.

"Donor! I am an ancient immortal! If I don't have something to pursue, I will not wake up! But now that I have woken up, what I pursue is a stronger person, and you are that person!"

Ye Jiu groaned and summoned the Black Iron Sword. His expression did not change at all, and his voice was calm, "I am very strong, but you will die."

These words made Quan Yi even more excited and his body was trembling.

That was the instinctive fear of the reaction of the man in front of him.

He is so strong!

So strong! ! !

but...

"What's wrong with death?! If you're going to live in confusion, it's better to die! Donor! You're so polite!!"

Chapter 144·Ancient Buddhist Immortal·Completely Different!

Quanyi shouted loudly, and a supreme ancient Buddha suddenly appeared.

Huang Shi was shocked, and he suddenly realized that he could not let others see the senior take action, otherwise the senior would be constantly disturbed in the lower world.

But now it's a little too late.

He could only use all the immortal power in his body to create an isolation formation nearby.

But this is only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. The ancient Buddha summoned by Quanyi just exudes power, making his formation somewhat shaky.

Can be imagined.

Once the fight starts, it will definitely be broken in an instant.

No, that's not a question to worry about now.

He knew the strength of Senior Ye Jiu. The battle between the two of them might easily crush this huge island with many islands into one with just one blow.

There is no doubt about the authenticity of this.

Because even he himself could easily destroy this place.

What about senior Ye Jiu?

"Damn it... I can't even do this well? What kind of immortal is this?" He secretly cursed his incompetence in his heart.

At this moment, the camera that he had been carefully holding at the corner, or to be more precise, the telescope secretly emitted a faint light.

Under this light, the formation instantly became as stable as an old dog, showing no signs of collapse.

Jingling breathed a sigh of relief and sent out a very contemptuous divine thought towards the deserted world. The formation of this useless human being was too sloppy.

It has been transformed with the soul memory it once absorbed in the Worry-Free Sutra. After all, it must be able to withstand attacks at the Immortal Lord level to be worthy of a great master, right?

The desolate world is very embarrassing.

But now is not the time for him to be embarrassed.

Quan Yi has done everything he can do at this moment.

His body reached its peak.

If you look at it according to the fairy world.

At this moment, his strength is at least at the Immortal Lord level.

At this moment, he is only a little short of his heyday.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore.

He is a challenger. As long as there is a chance, who cares when?

Now, his whole body was wrapped in red-gold Buddhist flames.

360 five beads spinning crazily.

A huge Thousand-Armed Ancient Buddha stood behind him, with this drop of blood and tears on his face that was unworthy and angry.

Ye Jiu couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw the special effects turned on.

Is this someone else’s monk?

He knows neither this giant Buddha nor this flame.

He sighed slightly and raised the sword in his hand with a calm expression. He also wanted to activate some special effects. At least in terms of momentum, he couldn't be at a disadvantage, right?

When Ye Jiu's sword intent broke through the sky, the formation that could withstand the all-powerful attack of the Immortal Lord level began to collapse just because of the breath. The soul-capturing mirror was shocked and hurriedly tried its best to remedy the situation.

Too bad it's still a step too late.

The people fighting on the distant coast saw the sword intention and the giant Buddha.

But the distance was far away, and Ye Jiu's back was turned to them, so they couldn't see Ye Jiu's face clearly.

Instead, he saw the desolate world.

The disciples looked at each other, wondering what happened.

Huangshi was horrified and hurriedly sent out his spiritual thoughts to them, ordering everyone not to look this way and to continue fighting the fish monsters.

If you disobey, you can fall into the soul refining furnace!

This order made them tremble. Soul refining furnace?That is the most sinister and evil magic treasure in the world!People who fall into the Soul Refining Furnace will never enter reincarnation forever, and they will always have to endure the pain of being eaten by thousands of insects.

They dared not look at it.

Even in a desolate world, I wouldn’t dare.

He wasn't sure if anyone would be disobedient and look this way, so he had to bear the pain and stare at those people as if they were in love.

As for the battle between Senior Ye Jiu and that monk...

He can only blame himself for being useless.

The soul-capturing mirror was also panicked, but it thought of a remedy.

If you can't block the sight, then block the sound.

These stupid mortals don't deserve to listen!

"Hahahaha! That's right, that's it! With such sword power, I'm afraid even the strongest swordsman in ancient times is not as good as you! I haven't heard of you in ancient times? Could it be that you are older than me? Hahaha, but it doesn't matter! "

The Thousand-Armed Ancient Buddha behind Quan Yi instantly launched an attack, and his original One Thousand and Eighty-Eight Infinite Buddha Fist styles were unleashed in an instant.

Endless smoke rises.

The completely different expression gradually became serious.

A gust of breeze blew by, and the hands of the thousand-handed ancient Buddha were all broken.

"The speed is good, but the power is a bit weak."

Ye Jiu's expression was indifferent. The moment Quan Qi took action, his sword cut off the thousand hands.

Those one thousand and eighty-eight movements were performed completely without hands.

It has no power at all.

To be honest, Ye Jiu is in a very good mood now.

This little monk should be regarded as the most powerful monk I have ever encountered in this world.

Although he still didn't feel any crisis, he was even very relaxed.

But...it's also interesting?

Quan Yi didn't speak, and he still had that crazy Buddha-like smile on his face, he could see it.

This man still didn't exert his full strength.

"Have you finished your moves? Now it's my turn."

Ye Jiu's voice seemed to be speaking in Quan Yi's ear. He heard it clearly, but not so clearly.

When he didn't have time to react.

I don't know when and where, a sword light crossed his chest.

Blood spurted out continuously, forming a fork-shaped pattern along with the scars left by Ye Jiu.

The strange aura suddenly dropped several heights, the ancient Buddha behind him instantly shattered, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The 360 ​​five Buddhist beads were also damaged to a great extent.

"Cough...cough...so strong, so fast...I can't understand this sword even if I open the eyes of the Buddha...hehe...I might lose..."

Quan Yi reluctantly stood up, and a ray of Buddha's light brushed across his chest, barely stopping the blood, "But it's not over yet!"

The ancient Buddha appears again.

The broken beads also gathered together and started to spin.

Ye Jiu looked at him quietly.

Just now, he was really just swinging the sword very normally, and it was still far away from full power.

This monk is still too weak...

No, Ye Jiu knew it in his heart.

Maybe it's not that he is too weak.

But he is too strong.

Why is this happening?

It was obvious that he had only stayed in that worry-free state for three years.

so boring.

The wound on Quan Yi's chest had not completely healed. He clasped his hands tremblingly, and the first of 360's five beads came into his palms.

The next moment, endless Buddha light illuminated the entire Ten Thousand Demons Tower.