Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Bage Menggen has a great reputation, but he is an old man with an unspectacular appearance, even a little shriveled.

Compared with the tall and tall Fang Zheng, he is inconspicuous.

But such a person is the supreme being of Tantric Buddhism and has already achieved the Buddhahood.

His figure appeared in the middle of the performance field, with his hands clasped together and a slight salute, and his cassock moved automatically without any wind.

The most precious treasure of Zen - Tathagata's robe!

This cassock has a greater symbolic meaning for Buddhism, but I haven't heard of it having any special magical powers.

Even if it can become a treasure, it can never be ordinary.

"Amitabha!"

Bage Menggen lowered his eyebrows and chanted the Buddha's name. A vast and infinite energy quietly emerged from his body.

In the past, the Buddha sat on Mount Sumeru, and his power shrouded the eight hundred sacred mountains and three thousand worlds, spreading the Buddha's light all over.

This time,

The aura of the Tantric Dharma King was revealed, and the large performance venue seemed to have become extremely cramped, making it difficult to accommodate people.

Just like a burly god-man filling the entire void, Fang Zheng was almost ignored.

"Worthy of being the Dharma King of Tantric Buddhism, Bari Menggen's spiritual power is condensed and his cultivation is profound, which should not be underestimated."

Mr. Jiqiu narrowed his eyes:

"I wonder how little friend Fang will deal with it?"

Sword Ape rested his chin on his hand, his eyes flashed with light, the expression on his face changed, and he subconsciously glanced at Li Shu beside him.

‘The magic power of the giant spirit? ’

'interesting! ’

"boom!"

Just as Lord Jiqiu finished speaking, a violent energy emerged from the field, violently tearing through Bage Menggen's aura suppression.

Fangzheng's skin trembled, his body seemed to contain a sun, and the terrifying energy and blood burned everything.

When everyone got slightly closer, they felt unbearably hot, as if they were near a big furnace.

The two people's energy collided, and they were evenly matched. On the contrary, the formation of the performance field was stimulated and started to operate spontaneously.

"Amitabha, donor please!"

"Master please!"

The two people looked at each other, divine light bursting out in the air, and the rising aura seemed to surge faster and faster.

"boom!"

A silent roar emerged from the field.

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The duel between the two loose immortals naturally attracted the attention of many people early on. When I heard that it started early, all the monks in the forbidden area rushed over.

As they disappeared and spread, streams of light swept out from all over the forbidden area, forming a galaxy and heading straight for the performance field.

Archmages, peak warriors, and even real people and martial arts masters that are rarely seen in the outside world are no surprise here.

"here we go?"

"Why so sudden?"

"Isn't it over already?"

"..."

"It can't be that fast. Even if Fang Zheng is not a match for the Dharma King when he first becomes a Sanxian, it can't be over so quickly."

Everyone was whispering, and as they approached the martial arts arena, their voices gradually dropped, and their eyes turned towards it.

For a while.

The faces vary.

…………

Somewhere in the main hall.

Kangcangzi, the master of Tianshi Dao, moved his eyes slightly, waved his long sleeves lightly, and the void in front of him seemed like ripples on the water.

When the ripples dispersed, the scene in the martial arts arena was clearly visible.

Circular light mirror method!

This spell allows you to see distant scenes through the refraction of light and shadow. The higher your cultivation level, the farther away you can see.

But Kang Cangzi's move actually showed the scene thousands of miles away, and no one was missed.

Ordinary spells have turned into magic in his hands.

"oh!"

"Started early?"

The Taoist sitting across from him was white-faced, beardless, young and handsome, with only a pair of eyes showing the vicissitudes of life.

Shockingly, it was Wei Boyang, the current master of Xuantian Dao.

These two,

He is the top human cultivator in the world, and he can be ranked among the strongest in ancient and modern times.

They sit in the Central Plains, preventing many powerful people from overseas loose immortals, arctic ice areas, and southern Xinjiang Western Barbarians from easily setting foot.

It even made the Six Paths of Demon Heaven almost disappear.

"here we go."

Kang Cangzi had gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, and even his eyes were turbid. He nodded when he heard the words:

"Fangzheng, a rising star, is very valuable!"

"This person is a variable." Wei Boyang counted his fingers and said:

"I have calculated several times, but there is always a layer of mist covering his body, making it difficult to see the foundation. What can Brother Dao see?"

"Destiny returns to the ancient times, and destiny leads to other realms." Kang Cangzi said in a hoarse voice.

"This son's fate is difficult to understand. I spent a long time deducing it, but I can only come up with these horoscopes. I still don't know the reason."

"Ancient times? Other worlds?" Wei Boyang looked thoughtful:

"One of the methods this son practices is the Yama Heart Sutra of the Yama Sect, and the other is the Vowel Thunder Method of the ancient Tianlei Mountain."

"As for other realms..."

"Since the Demon-Sealed War, the Forbidden Territory Formation has enveloped the world, and no one can go to other worlds."

"Yes." Kang Cangzi nodded:

"As it should be."

It should be so, which means it may not be so.

At least as the Taoist master of the forbidden realm, he has the ability to send people to other worlds.

Unfortunately.

There is no return.

And which world you go to depends on luck.

"Brother Dao." Wei Boyang cast his gaze on the scene where the circular light magic was manifested:

"In your opinion, who wins and who loses?"

"The number is seven or three." Kang Cangzi was not ambiguous and said directly:

"Bari Menggen is the Dharma King of Tantric Buddhism after all. He has good cultivation and methods. He has a 70% chance of winning."

"Fangzheng..."

"Look again."

Wei Boyang nodded slowly.

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Founder's figure swayed and appeared in front of Bage Menggen as if teleporting.

His body leaned forward like a bear, his hands stretched forward like a tiger descending from a mountain, and his body movements were as agile as a spiritual ape.

Twelve shapes of mind!

At this moment, what he had learned was already instinctive in him, and his every move was ferocious.

And the power that exploded was even more terrifying.

Even if a mountain stands in front of you, it can be smashed into pieces.

"Peng!"

Bage Menggen squeezed the seal with his hand, raised his hand and pressed it softly. The invisible force condensed into substance, and he actually chose to confront the enemy head-on.

The powerful forces collided, and the energy visible to the naked eye burst out from the contact point, setting off a hurricane that surged in all directions.

"Um?"

Bage Menggen's body swayed slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.

I have been practicing for hundreds of years, and Tantric Buddhism also has the secret method of body tempering. In terms of pure strength, it is slightly inferior.

How can it be?

His thoughts were turning, but his movements were not slow.

Faced with Fang Zheng's violent attack, he used his magical power on his feet and made the Dou Zi Seal with his hands to fight against it.

The two of them were extremely fast.

In the eyes of others, there is almost no human figure, only the energy caused by the collision.

The energy is soaring, criss-crossing.

The huge performance venue was actually covered in white energy, making it difficult for an ordinary martial sect to even get close.

"fight!"

After some testing, Bage Menggen's eyes narrowed, the seals in his hands changed, and the aura on his body surged.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna!"

"boom!"

The violent energy gathered into a huge pillar, penetrated the void, reached ten miles away, and penetrated a mountain suspended in mid-air.

"good!"

Fang Zheng's voice was high, his spine twisted like a dragon, and the energy and blood in his body were stimulated and moved wildly.

Seven evil fists!

The seven souls are united and the strength is unified.

Bari Menggen's heart was beating wildly, and the Buddha's light in the sea of ​​​​consciousness suddenly appeared. He tapped his fingers lightly, and it seemed to be slow but urgent.

"Ding……"

Collision,

It actually made the sound of gold and iron clashing.

next moment.

Fang Zheng drew his sword out of its sheath, and a Buddhist vajra appeared in front of Bage Menggen, hitting him head on.

The two actually chose to use weapons at the same time.