Bold Evildoer, Poor Monk Fahai

Chapter 598: Turn danger to barbarian, fight Styx again

This scene fell in the eyes of the Three Realms Da Neng, and everyone shook their hair and laughed. In the early days of the quasi-sage, the people of the dragon clan would dare to go to the sky? Overweight.

Ao Tian came to the sky, spit out Guanghua and shot at the ancestor Styx.

The ancestor Styx waved his hand to shatter Guanghua, frowning, "Even Fahai was suppressed by the ancestor I, do you dare to come arrogant?"

Ao Tian's eyes bloomed with a raging war spirit, "The old ancestor of the Styx is talking nonsense and fighting this seat."

"The district mayor dared to be so presumptuous in front of my ancestors!"

The ancestor of the river was furious.

Ao Tian opened his mouth and breathed out the dragon's breath. However, how could the ancestor of the Styx River be injured by mere means. I saw the ancestor Styx waved his arm, and the blood burst into countless blood arrows hitting Ao Tian's huge body. Ao Tian flicked the dragon's tail, and Longwei shook the blood arrow flying. The ancestor of the Styx moved his heart, and the blood and light condensed into a big hand and suddenly pressed down, suppressing Ao Tian and unable to move.

He immediately flicked his fingers, Dao Dao Guanghua whizzed out and hit Ao Tian's body, the scales flew in disorder and the dragon's blood splashed.

Ao Tian roared in pain.

Although he is a dragon and has amazing defensive power, however, the difference between his cultivation base and the ancestor of the Styx is too large. Old Ancestor Styx can break his defense with a single blow and hit him severely...

He risked his life to come to the outside world to rescue Fahai, but his mana was too weak compared to the ancestor of Styx.

Old Ancestor Styx stared at Ao Tian and said, "You should look like an ancient dragon clan. I won't kill you for an ancestor. You can leave it as a mount for the ancestor. It is also your blessing."

Ao Tian's twin pupils braved a red light, "Old Ancestor Styx, this seat would rather be yours without being a mount."

"ignorance."

The ancestor Styx sneered again and again, "I tell you, ancestors, there are many people in the Three Realms who want Fahai this bald boy to die, otherwise you think that ancestor I will be so bold and go straight into the world to deal with him?"

Hearing this, Ao Tian fell silent.

The ancestor of Styx was right. Fahai fought the evil spirits to help the world and promoted the Dharma, but because of this, he offended Lingshan and Heavenly Court. The sentient beings of the Three Realms believe in him, and the Buddhas of Lingshan and the gods of heaven lose their faith. However, why is Fahai able to do it? It is also blamed for the indifference of the Lingshan Buddhas and the heavenly gods, who chose to ignore them when the sentient beings of the Three Realms were sinking into the sea of ​​suffering.

"Niezha, your dragon clan has been forgiven by heaven. As long as you are willing to follow my ancestors, you may be able to prove the Dao Hunyuan with my ancestors one day. At that time, your dragons can regain the ancient glory."

"Go dream."

Ao Tian stared at Ancestor Styx.

"Niezhang, the ancestor gives you a chance, don't you be ignorant?"

The ancestors of Styx have murderous eyes.

He formed a seal, and with a wave of his hand, the majestic mana shook the sea of ​​blood and set off a stormy sea that drowned Ao Tian's body.

The filthy blood washed Ao Tian's body, melting away the dragon scales on his body piece by piece.

Ao Tian struggled frantically, but couldn't get rid of the control of the ancestor of the river Styx.

"Amitabha, good and good."

Suddenly, a Buddha's horn resounded from outside the day.

The ancestor of Styx frowned and said angrily: "Does Lingshan want to be nosy?"

The loud shouts of the ancestors of Styx made the Lingshan Buddhas puzzled. They wished that Fahai would be killed, but how could they save Fahai?

"Dawei Tianlong, Da Luo Fa curse, the compassion of all Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong..."

The Buddha's singing shakes the heavens, and the vast Buddha's light permeates from the void, illuminating the boundless darkness. The Buddha's light condenses into a big hand to save Ao Tian who is struggling in a sea of ​​blood...

Ancestor Styx's face was black and blue, and Buddhism deceived people too much.

In the next instant, the twelve-grade industry fire red lotus floated from the top of his head and whirled.

"what happened?"

The ancestor of Styx was shocked, "Could it be that the saint made the shot?"

In addition, he really did not think that there was a Buddhist power that could make the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus take the initiative to manifest without his being aware of it.

When the ancestors of the Styx River wanted to get into trouble, a bright golden light suddenly burst out of the twelfth-grade industry fire red lotus, illuminating the dim chaos like a big sun. Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in the golden light, with a faint smile on his face and compassion.

No one else, but Fahai who was suppressed by the ancestors of the Styx River.

The sudden change shocked countless gods and buddhas in the Three Realms, and every one of them was unbelievable.

Fahai, who was suppressed by the Twelve-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus, got out of trouble?

They couldn't believe what they saw.

In the end what happened?

The twelfth-grade industry fiery red lotus fluttered, and Fahai slowly got up and stepped out to get rid of the shackles of the twelfth-grade industry fiery red lotus. The twelfth-grade industry fire red lotus floated on top of the head of the ancestor Styx and disappeared suddenly. The ancestor of the Styx trembled and then woke up.

"Fahai, did you escape?"

The ancestor of the river screamed in surprise.

The Twelve-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus is the best innate Lingbao with amazing defensive power. He never thought that Fahai could escape the suppression of the Twelve-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus.

Fahai stood on the golden lotus, bathed in the light of the Buddha, staring at the ancestor Styx like electricity.

"In order to escape the suppression of the Twelfth-Rank Industry Fiery Red Lotus, this seat took great pains."

Ao Tian transformed into a human form and respectfully saluted Fahai, "Worship the Bodhisattva."

Fahai nodded.

He felt gratified that Ao Tian could come to save him. However, Ao Tian came earlier after all.

He was suppressed by the twelve-grade industry fire red lotus, and there was no risk of his life. Instead, he gradually controlled the twelve-grade industry fire red lotus with the Supreme Dharma, refining the prohibition therein. It's a pity that Ao Tian's arrival messed up his calculations. In the end, he only refined the twelve-grade industry and thirteen restrictions. Although he could simply control the twelve-grade industry, he could not win it.

Although he failed to **** the Twelve-Rank Industry Fire Red Lotus from the ancestors of the Styx River, it was not without gain.

He realized another magical power.

Twelve-grade industry fire sword!

This magical power is formed by the fire of karma, and can slay the evil of the three realms.

Of course, in order to do all this, he also paid the price and gave up a bit of Buddhism as a good fortune.

Ancestor Styx's face was twisted and hissed, "Fahai, Ancestor, I can suppress you once, and I can suppress you a second time."

"I'm going to learn about your magical powers again."

Fahai did not evade and took the initiative.

When the Three Realms who paid attention here heard what Fahai said, they all shook their heads, thinking that Fahai was too uninteresting.

The ancestor of Styx had a cold smile on his face, and with a wave of his arm, a sea of ​​blood surged, and the blood wave swept across the sky. Fahai flicked his fingers, and the golden light burst into golden lotus, which blocked the blood wave.

The ancestor of Styx did not leave his hands, and summoned Yuantu and Abi, two congenital killer treasures, and then urged the twelve-grade industry to bless the red lotus.

His aura reached its peak again.

Fa Hai pinched the finger tactics with his left hand, and suddenly shook his right hand, the Buddha's light condensed into a magic sword, and the karma burned on the sword.

This was not over yet, when he thought, the Buddha's light outside the sky became even more dazzling, constantly compressing the sea of ​​blood away.

The three Buddhas manifested, sitting on the lotus platform, watching the ancestor Styx with a faint smile at the corner of their mouths.

When the ancestor of Styx saw this scene, his brows suddenly frowned, "What supernatural power is this? The one Qi of the Taiqing saint transforms the three Qings?"

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