My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

Hearing the screams of the disciples of the Holy Land of Light, the face of the Holy Master of Light was as gloomy as water.

Under the rolling sky, thunder and lightning exploded around Fakong's body, temporarily suppressing the soaring aura in Fakong's body, and the catastrophic robbery texts quickly condensed, and Fakong's spirit was transforming at a rapid rate.

Although these sky thunders are full of destructive breath, they have little effect on Fakong and are rapidly transforming into his cultivation base.

At the same time, Fakong's treasure wheel is spinning and dancing in the sky, tempering the treasure wheel with the help of the power of the sky.

Fakong looked at Guangming Shengzi Wen Liangyu across the vast sea of ​​thunder, and a malicious smile flashed in his eyes. He stepped into the void, walked hundreds of miles, and came to the vicinity of Guangming Shengzi in an instant, laughing wildly: "Golden dog, After chasing Buddha for so long, now it's Buddha's turn to fight back!"

Guangming Shengzi's face changed slightly, and his body instantly turned into a white holy light flashing into the distance, quickly distanced himself from Fakong.

This kind of horrible catastrophe, Guangming Shengzi is also afraid of it, and doesn't want to be sensed by the catastrophe.

"Boom!"

The overwhelming thunder covered the area where Guangming Shengzi was just now. There were more than a dozen powerful people who did not respond as quickly as Guangming Shengzi, and they were all enveloped by the heavenly tribulation.

At this moment, they endured the same catastrophe as Fakong.

These great powers tried their best to sacrifice all kinds of defensive treasures to resist the destruction of the tribulation thunder, but it was of no avail.

Fakong's Thunder Calamity is too powerful, even more terrifying than some Daoist Tribulations. How can these ordinary powers resist the past?

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen great powers were all wiped out under the catastrophe, not even the corpses were left, all turned into fly ash.

"Golden Retriever, don't run away!"

"Aren't you very capable?"

"What are you running for? Come and fight Buddha for 300 rounds!"

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Fakong yelled loudly, leading a vast sea of ​​destructive thunder to chase after the Holy Son of Light, bombarding many areas of the Holy Land of Light with devastation.

Guangming Shengzi's face twitched violently. He knew that if he continued to escape,

There will be more elders and disciples in the Holy Land of Light who will be killed by Fakong with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, his reputation in the Holy Land of Light will plummet, and even the Lord of Light will have opinions on him.

The Holy Son of Light suddenly stopped in the void, held a golden scepter, rushed towards Fakong, and said coldly: "Little monk, do you really think that you can do whatever you want after crossing the catastrophe? Today I am here with you!" I will kill you under the heavenly calamity!"

Although Guangming Shengzi is a little afraid of Fakong's catastrophe, he is not irresistible. Back then, he was a powerful man who resisted the catastrophe breakthrough. Even if Fakong's catastrophe was far more terrifying than his original one, he was still confident Can survive.

You must know that when the Holy Son of Light first crossed the catastrophe, in order to gain the greatest benefit from the catastrophe, he chose to resist the catastrophe. But now it is different, he can use all kinds of treasures to weaken the influence of Heavenly Tribulation.

"Boom!"

The golden scepter and Fakong's precious wheel collided together, making an earth-shattering roar, which could be heard clearly in the thousands of thunderbolts. Huge cracks that were tens of miles long opened in the void, and the void collapsed. The sea is churning.

Immediately afterwards, the vast Tianwei sensed the existence of the Holy Son of Light, and descended a majestic and endless thunder of destruction, bombarding the Holy Son of Light.

Holy Son of Light radiated holy radiance all over his body, as if he was going to ascend to immortality, let the catastrophe bombard his whole body, and the soft holy light radiated from every pore on his body, healed quickly Out of the road injury.

Being able to resist the Heavenly Tribulation and break through to the Great Energy Realm, the Son of Light is by no means comparable to ordinary arrogance. Since he knew that he could not escape Fakong's Heavenly Tribulation, he simply used Fakong's Heavenly Tribulation to temper himself again.

However, in the next quarter of an hour, his face changed.

Fakong's Thunder Calamity contains the mighty principles of Heaven, which is far more terrifying than his original Heavenly Tribulation. The damage caused by Heavenly Tribulation contains the power of rules. Even if he used the Holy Light Art, the recovery is extremely fast Slow, the speed of recovery is far less than the speed of injury!

The Holy Son of Light decisively waved the golden scepter, and the golden scepter burst out with thousands of golden lights, scattering the surrounding thunder, and only a small part of the thunder fell on him.

However, his actions were regarded as a provocation by Heavenly Tribulation, and soon more thunder mixed with rolling Tianwei fell on the Son of Light, submerging the Son of Light in an instant.

At this moment, Guangming Shengzi felt terrified.

Fakong's catastrophe far exceeded his expectations. It seemed that he might fall under the catastrophe at any time. It was already very difficult to fight against the catastrophe, and he couldn't spare his hands to deal with Fakong at all!

romance

When Zi Menghan crossed the catastrophe, he used the power of the heavenly catastrophe to wipe out many monsters in the Taoist realm in one fell swoop, and even Zhentian Huzun, who was at the peak of the Taoist realm, was severely injured. Although Fakong's Heavenly Tribulation was not as terrifying as Zi Menghan's Heavenly Tribulation, it was far beyond the average Daoist Tribulation, and Guangming Shengzi had a hard time dealing with it.

"Golden Retriever Dog, since you took the initiative to send you to death, the Buddha will send you back to the west!" Fakong shouted loudly, raised his hand and slapped the Son of Light, and a shining ancient stele appeared on the back of his hand, which seemed to be able to suppress the eternity The sky, buried the heavens and the world.

Supernatural powers, funeral path!

Guangming Shengzi watched Fakong's slap, feeling unavoidable, and waved the golden scepter to block himself.

"Buzz!"

Just when Fakong's palm touched the golden scepter of Guangming Shengzi, Guangming Shengzi suddenly felt that all the power in the golden scepter was suppressed, and even he himself had a kind of divine power that was suppressed and imprisoned. It feels like the movement of the divine power in the body seems to have suddenly become slower than ever before.

This is why he used the golden scepter of the highest grade spirit treasure to deal with it, otherwise, all the magical powers in his whole body would be suppressed in an instant, and he would not be able to use it at all!

"boom!"

Suddenly, the golden scepter broke into several pieces under the rolling thunder.

The psychic coercion in the golden scepter was completely suppressed, and it could no longer resist this kind of terrifying catastrophe, and was directly broken by the thunder catastrophe.

At the same time, the terrifying Thunder Tribulation exploded on the surface of the Holy Son of Light, bombarding the Holy Son of Light to pieces, his golden hair was burnt, the clothes on his body were torn, and his breath was messy, making him look extraordinarily embarrassed.

The Holy Son of Light once again used the holy light healing technique, and the soft holy light flowed all over his body, quickly healing the injured body, but his eyes were already showing surprise.

His injury is expanding!

Fakong's catastrophe is too terrifying!

"Hehe! Is this still the Holy Son of Light? The golden light dog has become a stray dog?" Fakong taunted, Baolun cut through the void, and cut towards the neck of the Holy Son of Light.

"brush!"

The Holy Son of Light raised his hand and swayed a dazzling holy light, which struck the treasure wheel and made a huge roar.

A pair of wings formed by condensed brilliance emerged from the back of the Son of Light, and the wings spread out, quickly pulling away from Fakong.

Since Fakong took the three roots of the chaotic gourd vine, Guangming Shengzi obviously felt that Fakong's aura was much stronger, and the gap in cultivation between him and him was rapidly narrowing.

Under this kind of catastrophe, if you want to fight against the catastrophe, you have to do your best. How can the Son of Light dare to fight Fakong?

"Boom!"

The vast catastrophe bombarded Fakong and Guangming Shengzi indiscriminately. The bones of Guangming Shengzi were broken by the bombardment, and the catastrophe runes circulated on Fakong's body, and he hardly suffered any injuries.

Fakong's treasure body has super defensive power, which Guangming Shengzi has seen for a long time, and under the catastrophe, Fakong's physique seems to have become stronger, and it has already surpassed ordinary top-grade spiritual treasures, which is unimaginably powerful!

"This person's catastrophe is too terrifying. I can't resist it, let alone kill him! Holy Lord help me!" The Son of Light shouted, feeling a sense of imminent death in his heart.

He had a hunch that if he continued, he might really die in the hands of this little monk!

Hearing the Son of Light's cry for help, the face of the Holy Lord of Light became even more gloomy.

"My Holy Land of Light is not a place where you can run wild!"

The Lord of Light gave a deep shout, raised his hand and made a move towards the depths of the Holy Land of Light. A scepter that seemed to be condensed from holy radiance flew towards him quickly, exuding vast rules of the Holy Way, and bombarded Fakong.

Fakong crossed the tribulation in the Holy Land of Light, and the impact was too great. In order to kill Fakong as soon as possible, the Lord of Light did not hesitate to use the holy soldiers of the Holy Land of Light!

Even if he was sensed by the Heavenly Tribulation, he didn't care anymore. Since the Holy Weapon was used, the coercion of the Holy Weapon could naturally withstand the bombardment of Fakong's Heavenly Tribulation.

Feeling the terrifying holy power exuded by the scepter of holy light, Fakong couldn't help feeling a burst of fright.

However, Fakong gritted his teeth fiercely, looked fiercely at the Son of Light, and said with a sneer: "The Buddha will kill you first today!"

Before Fakong finished speaking, six hazy and dreamy worlds appeared around him. In a certain pure land, there were gods and men who were spotless, and there were thousands of red dust churning in the crowd, and the dark hungry ghosts were screaming...

It is the six reincarnations!

After the reincarnation of the six realms was used, it directly enveloped the holy son of light, and the world of the six realms rotated. In the blink of an eye, the holy son of light was reincarnated thousands of times, and most of the cultivation base of the whole body was consumed.

"Golden Retriever! Die!"

Fakong clenched his palm into a fist, and fiercely bombarded the head of the Holy Son of Light. Thousands of rays of light bloomed from the fist, and thousands of demon Buddhas floating back to back vaguely floated in the void, with endless energy blessing in the air. On his fist, the void in front of him is collapsing in large swaths.

Fakong's punch exploded with ten times the strength in an instant, which is exactly the extreme state of the divine way!

The Holy Son of Light wanted to avoid it, but found that it was inevitable!

"boom!"

Fakong's fist hit the Guangming Son's chest, making a deafening roar, smashing the Guangming Shengzi into the void on the spot.

The primordial spirit of the Holy Son of Light emerged, his small face was full of horror, he wanted to flee, but he was instantly annihilated in the endless thunder, turning into ashes and disappearing.

Son of Light, fall!

This is a peerless arrogance who resisted the catastrophe and broke through to the realm of great power. Just like that, he was beheaded by a little monk under the catastrophe, which made everyone in Guangming Holy Land feel as if they were in a dream.

At this moment, the Scepter of Holy Light had already arrived in front of Fakong.

Locked by such a holy soldier, Fakong felt terrified, as if he would die under the scepter of holy light in the next quarter of an hour.

Fakong wanted to escape, but found that the surrounding void was suppressed, and his body was imprisoned in the void. He felt similar to the Son of Light just now, and there was no way to avoid it.

Fakong's face turned bitter, and he was under pressure. He thought that he would have a chance to escape after beheading the Son of Light, but he didn't expect the attack of this holy weapon to come so quickly!

"Clang!"

Suddenly, the sword blared out of the sky.

A figure with white beard and hair suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​thunder, dressed in a white robe, pure and natural, with a bone-like fairy style, holding a half-sacred soldier in the shape of a simple long sword, and slashed at the scepter of holy light with one sword , the sword light that bloomed is even more dazzling than the light of the scorching sun in the sky.

Extreme Sword Slash!

"Boom!"

Accompanied by an earth-shattering roar, the Holy Light Scepter was knocked out on the spot and smashed onto a thousand-zhang mountain peak. The rules of the holy way splashed, and that mountain collapsed on the spot.

The pupils of the Holy Lord of Light suddenly contracted, and it was too late to feel sad about the death of the Holy Son of Light. He looked at the white-haired old man who appeared in mid-air as if facing a formidable enemy, and said solemnly: "Who is here?"

He clearly sensed that this white-haired old man's cultivation was at the Dao Slashing Realm!

Moreover, that sword just now is comparable to the peak of Dao Slashing Realm!

The white-haired old man looked at the Holy Lord of Light calmly, and said calmly, "Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng!"

Guangming Shengzhu and others were all confused. Where is Wudang? Who is Zhang Sanfeng?

When did the Emperor's Dao Realm have such a number one figure?

That is a super strong man in the Dao Slashing Realm, even in the entire imperial world, he is also the most peak existence, and he actually appeared directly in the Holy Land of Light, making everyone confused.

"Master!" Fakong exclaimed in surprise.

He understood that this was the master's backhand left on him, and it was actually a puppet incarnation of Dao Slashing Realm. Seeing that he was in a situation where he must die at this time, he would show up to save him.

Hearing Fakong's cry, Guangming Shengzhu and others understood that this person is the master of the little monk who crossed the catastrophe!

"Boom!"

Before the Lord of Light could react, billowing thunder mixed with terrifying Tianwei bombarded him, submerging him.

He had just used the holy soldiers to make a move, but he was already sensed by the catastrophe, and thousands of catastrophe thunders were sent down, allowing him to endure the same catastrophe as Fakong.

Not only the Holy Lord of Light, but even Ye Chen's puppet incarnation was sensed by the Heavenly Tribulation, and it landed on the Heavenly Tribulation and bombarded it with thunder.

All of a sudden, most of the Holy Land of Light was shrouded in the destruction thunder calamity, and the sky and the earth roared and howled endlessly.

Ye Chen's puppet incarnation didn't care about Lei Jie, he looked at the Holy Lord of Light indifferently, stepped into the void, and appeared in front of the Holy Lord of Light in the next quarter of an hour, and slashed out with a sword again.

The face of the Holy Lord of Light changed drastically, and without thinking about other reactions, he instantly recalled the Scepter of Holy Light and stood in front of him.

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