My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

"brush!"

Fakong's figure suddenly emerged from the void, his eyes swept around vigilantly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

This is a resplendent and ancient hall, the walls and beams are carved with patterns of various holy angels, each with a milky white halo, some are subduing dark demons, some are giving and saving people, and some are educating all peoples. Angels give people a sense of warmth and warmth like a spring breeze.

The high dome seems to be connected to heaven, and it is imprinted with the patterns of various sacred objects. The golden scepter blooms with thousands of golden lights, the ancient pendulum shakes the light of time, and there are crimson flames around the holy wheel of light. In all directions, free wings soar in thousands of worlds...

The brilliance of the dome illuminates the entire hall brightly, without any shadows or blind spots.

Not far in front of Fakong, Guangming Shengzi was looking at him with a smile, his long golden hair was beating gently like a flame, and his eyes shone with a kind of wisdom that was sure to win.

Fakong's eyes were full of disbelief, could it be that I was really transported to the Holy Land of Light by this golden dog with a secret method?

"Kachacha!"

Accompanied by a series of subtle cracking sounds, the crystal ball in the hands of the Son of Light was full of cracks, and it shattered suddenly, turning into spots of light and dissipating in the void.

"Holy Son! How did you use up the teleportation crystal so easily? Is a mere Buddhist disciple at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm worthy of such treatment?"

Suddenly, an old man in a bright red robe flashed in from outside the hall, with golden-red flame textures embroidered on the cuffs and necklines, and his holy white hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his aura was like an abyss like an ocean.

This is an elder powerhouse at the peak of the power realm.

Guangming Shengzi shook his palms indifferently, his eyes swept towards the little monk Fakong, and said with great interest: "This person is not an ordinary Buddhist disciple. Possessing several unrivaled supernatural powers comparable to the purification of the holy light, he escaped for several years without dying under my pursuit, and there are other super secrets hidden in his body, it is worth spending a teleportation crystal to bring him back. "

"Could it be that this person is a certain Buddhist disciple from the Buddhist world?" The old man in red looked at Fakong, and he was weighing what the Son of Light said in his heart.

Guangming Shengzi shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I'm sure he is not a disciple of any Buddhist sect, but a monk from Yeluzi, because he is a fellow practitioner of Buddha and demons, and any Buddhist sect will not allow him to be heretic." Appear! Moreover, his various supernatural powers are also very complicated,

Perhaps it was an ancient inheritance. "

The old man in red nodded slightly, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said indifferently: "In this case, then there is no need to have any scruples. Can the Holy Son ask me to do it for you?"

Guangming Shengzi waved his hand and said, "I can solve it myself without the intervention of the bishop."

After finishing speaking, the Holy Son of Light raised his hand and emitted a piece of holy light, and golden ancient runes rose up all around the entire hall, like a dragon or a phoenix, sealing off the entire hall to prevent Fakong from using some kind of secret method escape.

After doing all this well, the Holy Son of Light shifted his eyes to Fakong again, and said slowly: "Little monk, your ability to escape is indeed very strong, but you are now unable to escape after entering my Holy Land of Light!"

At this time, Fakong has been confirmed, and this is in the Holy Land of Light!

All of a sudden, Fakong's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He was chased and killed by the Son of Light in the starry sky for several years, and now he actually entered the opponent's lair. How can he escape?

The spiritual thoughts in Fakong's mind turned like lightning, thinking of the many backhands left by his master, suddenly his eyes lit up, and his consciousness fell into his own chakra.

In his sea of ​​wheels, three purple roots are quietly suspended, each of which is winding like a dragon, exuding crystal bright luster, flowing with charming brilliance.

This is the root of the chaotic gourd vine!

Ye Chen prepared three roots for each of his disciples, let them be the backhand of the tribulation, if they really can't resist, they won't just die.

Fakong naturally knew the value of the roots of this chaotic gourd vine. The Holy Lord Xuantian was going to fall under the catastrophe, but because of taking a root, he forcibly resisted the catastrophe and became the number one in the Eastern Desolation. A Taoist master who resisted the catastrophe.

The Taoism and energy contained in the roots of the chaotic gourd vine can be absorbed by people instantly, and it is as majestic as the sea, and it can even carry the catastrophe to supplement the needs. It is by no means comparable to ordinary natural materials and earthly treasures.

At this time, Fakong had already reached the peak of Yuanshen realm for many years, and now he is constantly accumulating.

According to the normal accumulation rate, it will take at least seven or eight years for Fakong to reach the level where he can overcome the catastrophe.

But now, Fakong was forced to come to the Holy Land of Light. It was almost a doomsday situation. Fakong was going to swallow the roots of the chaotic gourd vine to forcibly cross the catastrophe!

"Escape? Why did the Buddha escape? Golden Retriever, do you really think that you are sure to eat the Buddha?" Fakong raised his eyes and glanced at the Son of Light, still clamoring without hesitation, and took out the three roots of the chaotic gourd vine , Covered directly into the mouth.

"Chaos strange thing!" Guangming Shengzi blurted out, his face was full of anxiety, the golden scepter in his hand burst into bright and dazzling light, and fell towards Fakong from the air.

Obviously, the Holy Son of Light recognized the special energy permeating the roots of the chaotic gourd vine, and deeply understood the value of the three roots swallowed by Fakong, so he shot with all his strength in an instant, trying to prevent Fakong from swallowing the three roots. Waiting for wonders.

However, it was too late!

As soon as the three roots of the chaotic gourd vine entered the abdomen, they turned into a vast sea of ​​pure energy and penetrated into Fakong's limbs and bones. People seem to have become the incarnation of the Dao.

On Fakong's body, the unhealed scars left by the Holy Son of Light healed instantly, and there was still a vast ocean of mighty power washing over every inch of Fakong's flesh and bones.

At this moment, Fakong felt a sense of crisis about to explode.

Even if his physical body was tempered to be comparable to the top-grade spirit treasure, he still felt unbearable at this moment. There were dense runes of catastrophe circulating on his body, but there was still a feeling of explosion that could not stop the volcanic eruption.

Back then, a single root of the chaotic gourd vine could help Holy Master Xuantian, who had stayed at the peak of the Great Power Realm for hundreds of years, step into the Dao Master Realm, but Fakong took three of them at the same time!

I'm about to explode!

Fakong couldn't help feeling a burst of panic, and released all his aura without hesitation, turning into a violent turbulent energy flow that swept across the wilderness, violently shaking the entire Hall of Light.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a huge roar, the golden scepter sacrificed by the Holy Son of Light was blasted out by this force, making it impossible to get close to Fakong!

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a heavenly wind howling above the Guangming Hall, and the aura of heaven and earth in the entire Guangming Holy Land roared madly towards the location of the Guangming Hall, and quickly gathered in the sky, and a vast sky power quickly condensed, overwhelming the pressure fall.

"The First Minister of Ming Dynasty"

"Who dares to act wild in the Holy Land of Light?"

There was a frightened roar outside, and all the energy runes around the Guangming Hall disappeared, and they were forcibly withdrawn. Several Taoist masters and dozens of superpowers at the peak of the Great Energy Realm gathered around the Guangming Hall. Further away, there are hundreds of experts from the Almighty Realm floating up into the air, watching from afar.

The leader is a blond middle-aged man whose whole body seems to be condensed by holy radiance. He wears a golden crown on his head and a pair of huge wings of light dance gently behind him. The surrounding heaven and earth avenues were roaring endlessly.

This person is the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Light!

Sensing the vibration of the Great Hall of Light, and seeing a calamity cloud forming above the Great Hall of Light at an unheard-of speed, I thought that the Great Hall of Light was being invaded by a powerful enemy, so I immediately opened the formation blockade of the Great Hall of Light. The situation clearly appeared in their eyes.

Seeing the situation in the Holy Land of Light, the Lord of Light and the others couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Liangyu, why are you back? Is this the person who forced you back?" The Lord Guangming asked with a frown as his eyes fell on the Son of Guangming.

The corner of Guangming Shengzi's mouth twitched violently a few times, and his face became more gloomy than ever before.

He knew that Fakong's cultivation had reached the peak of the Yuanshen Realm a few years ago, but it would take a long time for monks at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm to overcome the catastrophe, so he confidently used the Teleportation Crystal to Fakong forcibly brought back the Holy Land of Light.

However, he never expected that there would be a strange object of chaos in Fakong, who could directly accumulate his own accumulation to the extreme, and instantly caused a catastrophe!

Fakong is going to survive the tribulation in the Holy Land of Light!

At this moment, Fakong changed from being a prisoner to an intruder in an instant, his role changed instantly, and he completely controlled the initiative!

This kind of thing is completely beyond the expectations of the Holy Son of Light!

Hearing the Holy Master Guangming's inquiry, the Holy Son of Guangming swept around many bishops and elders, not wanting to expose the secrets of Fakong, and said to the Holy Master Guangming: "Holy Master, this person is in the Yuanshen realm. There are divine soldiers of my own destiny, and several unrivaled supernatural powers comparable to the purification of holy light! I did not hesitate to use the teleportation crystal to bring him back, intending to kill him and increase the foundation of the Holy Land! Unexpectedly, this person also has the magic power of chaos It is beyond my expectations to directly accumulate itself to the point where it can summon Heavenly Tribulation! Can the Holy Lord kill him before his Heavenly Tribulation lands?"

At this time, the Holy Son of Guangming did not hide anything from the Holy Lord. Fakong caused a catastrophe and made everything out of his control. Influence.

Fakong's catastrophe is imminent, and various methods are emerging one after another, the Son of Light is not sure to kill Fakong at this time!

When the Lord of Light heard the words, two bright lights burst out from his eyes.

If what the Holy Son of Light said is true, then the value hidden in Fakong is worth a gamble with the power of the Holy Land of Light!

"Purify the Holy Light!"

The Lord of Light chanted softly, raised his hand and pointed at Fakong lightly, a sea of ​​holy light emerged from the sky, passed through the unformed calamity cloud, and fell towards Fakong.

There is a special avenue rhythm in this holy light, as if it can purify all things, it seals and imprisons the void around Fakong, making Fakong feel a sense of crisis on the verge of death.

"brush!"

Fakong directly sacrificed the Burning God Furnace, and his whole body was instantly submerged in the Burning God Furnace.

"Boom!"

The holy light of purification fell on the Burning God Stove, and there was an earth-shattering roar. There were several cracks on the top-grade Lingbao-level Burning God Stove, but it did not hurt Fakong in the stove.

The face of the Holy Master Guangming became extremely gloomy, and the information given to him by the Holy Son of Guangming was still incomplete. He never expected that this little monk had a top-grade spirit treasure!

This time it was a miscalculation!

Moreover, with the shot of the Holy Lord of Light, the terrifying heavenly power in the sky fell towards the Holy Lord of Light.

"Buzz!"

There was an unfathomable feeling emanating from the Holy Lord of Light, and he used some kind of treasure that could shield the induction of heaven to temporarily shield the induction of Heavenly Tribulation, but the power of heaven was always lingering in his heart, giving him a feeling of unsteadiness. a feeling of.

Fakong's catastrophe far exceeded the expectations of the Holy Lord of Light!

There is such a terrifying feeling before the catastrophe comes. If the catastrophe comes, even if there are many secret treasures that can shield the secrets in the Holy Land of Light, it may be difficult to completely avoid the catastrophe's reaction to him!

Of course, this is because the cultivation base of the Holy Lord of Light is too strong. The stronger the cultivation base, the clearer the sense of catastrophe.

If it is the Holy Son of Light or other great powers who use various secret treasures to block the induction of heavenly secrets, it may be possible to block the induction of heavenly tribulation.

And at this moment, the high altitude of thousands of miles around where the Guangming Hall is located was shrouded in robbery clouds, and dozens of main peaks around were all within the range of the robbery clouds. endlessly.

At this time, if you want to kill Fakong before the catastrophe comes, it's too late!

"Quickly take the nearby disciples to evacuate from the area covered by the robbery cloud!" The Holy Lord of Light shouted, raised his hand and swayed a vast sea of ​​light, and quickly withdrew from the robbery with the Holy Son of Light and many bishops, elders and others in the void. Beyond the cloud cover.

At the same time, the bishops of several Daoist realms in the Holy Land of Light took action, and each used their means to reach the sky, enveloping the elders and disciples from many nearby mountain peaks and forcibly leading them thousands of miles away.

However, there are still four or five disciples from the main peak who have no time to evacuate.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the thunderstorm poured down like a sea of ​​thunder, completely submerging the Guangming Hall where Fakong was located, and dozens of nearby mountain peaks were also submerged in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Ahhh..."

The shrill screams came from the surrounding main peaks, and I don't know how many disciples and elders died tragically under the catastrophe.

The face of the Holy Son of Light is particularly gloomy. Fakong is the Holy Land of Light brought by him. The tragic deaths of these disciples and elders must be blamed on him!

Moreover, Fakong's powerful robbery at this time is far more terrifying than his powerful robbery back then!

Doesn't it mean that Fakong's potential is much stronger than him?

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