Pleasure Helping Spirit System

Facing the kick of the big brother Dijun, Monk Baimei didn't expect it at all, no, it should be said, he would never have thought of it in his dreams.

The majestic emperor, the spirit of the divine way, is not dignified at all.

You clearly cast a sword!

He was in a daze, but Dijun seemed to be addicted to playing, he swept forward and kicked again.

This time the white-browed monk was vigilant, but was kicked back.

Then, Dijun kicked one kick after another, just like that.

Every kick carries the power of the divine way, very violent. Although the white-browed monk is not weak, he is far worse than the emperor's divine power. He can parry, but he can't stop him.

In the distance, when Chen Hao saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched.

It can be seen from this move that the emperor is becoming more and more spiritual, and his moves are hard to guard against.

According to Shinto standards, this is a sign that the true spirit is about to be condensed.

This is terrible, if it is said, the entire practice world will be shaken.

True spirits of the divine way have not appeared for thousands of years, and now there are none.

Suddenly one appeared, and it was the true spirit of the emperor. This is to scare people to death. Who would dare to provoke it in the future!

Chen Hao was excited.

The little guy I created earlier, although it looks awesome, is not completely consecrated and improved by itself. It is mainly the Qi of the Taihang Mountains, combined with the thoughts of all living beings, and the power of consecration that I have gathered is just an introduction. Although important, it has not yet been achieved. Can control the extent of the little guy. So no matter how powerful this little guy is, it doesn't have much to do with him. At most, he can be regarded as a mutual help in the future, and he can help out when he has difficulties.

But Dijun is different.

When the statue of the emperor suppressed the ghost village, when he was the weakest, he consecrated and blessed it himself, saved it, and then repeated it, blessed it for more than a hundred years, and this is the foundation of the present, as long as we collect enough sentient beings Faith, the emperor turns into a true spirit, that is my family.

The family does not speak two different languages, and with the emperor, Chen Hao will have the confidence to face everyone in the future.

Monk Baimei resisted aggrievedly for a moment, then suddenly let out a low growl, and sat down cross-legged, his body was shining with golden light, and a Buddha figure appeared behind him.

Seeing this, the emperor smiled even more happily. He actually waited for Baimei to condense the Buddha's dharma, and then the sword in his hand burst out with immeasurable divine light, and he cut off the head with one sword.

With a bang, the Buddha's Dharma image was directly divided into two.

The white-browed monk let out a scream, and the golden light on his body dissipated, replaced by blood red. The terrifying baleful aura scattered like a floodgate opening to release a flood.

Chen Hao, who was imagining how beautiful the emperor would become a true spirit in the future, was aroused by this evil spirit, and came back to his senses, then his complexion changed drastically, and he became vigilant.

"Hateful, hateful, it's you again, it's you again! The Buddha has a grudge against you, right?" The evil spirit surged, and a blood shadow emerged from the white-browed monk, turning into a huge blood-red Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue actually looks like a Tathagata.

It's just that this Tathagata has an evil aura that is overwhelming, and the evil aura is like a tide.

The emperor's phantom faced him proudly, with a smile on his face, and the sword in his hand was shining brightly.

"You still want to fight? Bah, bullying me, who has been banned for six hundred years, is weak and weak? You wait, wait until the Buddha collects hundreds of millions of evil thoughts, condenses the magic image of the Tathagata, and then the Buddha will come to fight with you again, and see if you can still fight like you are now!" Such a drag." The blood-red Tathagata was frightened by the emperor's aura, and he didn't dare to fight at all, and his figure flashed, and he ran away directly.

Dijun Xuying let it go as soon as it said, the long sword flew, piercing the void, and the sword was wide and cold, and it was already a thousand meters away in an instant.

But at this time, above the mountain forest, where the sword swept across, a blood-red explosion exploded, and the angry voice of the blood-red Tathagata resounded out of thin air: "Zhenwu, Buddha and you will not die..."

"Ang! Woo!" Suddenly, there was a cry, and then a little guy appeared at the place where the blood burst, holding a square object in one hand, and holding a red-tasseled spear in the other, directly piercing through the blood shadow, nailing it to the ground, Threats to the emperor also stopped abruptly.

But when the little guy landed and wanted to do something,

A ray of divine light flew from the void and landed on the blood-red Tathagata. The divine light shattered the evil energy, and the blood-red Tathagata wailed in pain, "Don't hit me, I won't go out, it won't work if I don't go out!"

The little guy was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw Dijun approaching calmly, with the expression that he was his prey.

The little guy looked at Dijun, and then at where Chen Hao was, with a look of embarrassment on his little face, and then he whined at Dijun, as if he was saying something.

Dijun looked at the little guy with a smile, but did not take back the Excalibur.

The little guy looked troubled, as if he had made some difficult decision, and then he said something.

This time Dijun looked at the little guy in surprise, and finally nodded.

In an instant, the divine sword that pierced through the blood-red Tathagata disappeared.

The blood-red Tathagata collapsed on the ground, with a look of resentment and injustice, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself: "How unfair the heavens are to me."

The little guy didn't care about it, the square object held by the other hand was thrown up and landed on the blood red Tathagata.

This square object is the Jiuzhong Jizo, which was completely dug out from the ground by the little guy, and held in his hand after shrinking.

At this moment, the nine layers of underground palace flew up and down, suppressing the blood-red Tathagata, and began to shrink slowly, turning into a small and exquisite stone Tathagata.

The little guy beckoned, and the stone Tathagata took it, and it stuffed it into the small bag that he carried with him.

After that, the little guy looked at Chen Hao and grinned toothlessly.

Chen Hao was about to say hello, but the little guy turned around and disappeared.

Chen Hao: "..."

At this moment, the emperor also turned to look at Chen Hao, with a spiritual light floating in his eyes.

Chen Hao concentrated, looking at Dijun expectantly.

True spirit, this is the top Taoist spirit that Taoism, Buddhism, and even any sect in the practice world hope to obtain.

It's a pity that hundreds of years ago, Xiantian and the true spirits of various sects of the divine way had all disappeared. If it weren't for this, the calamity of China more than a hundred years ago might not have required the various factions to send out a few spirits of the divine way. Call the intruders, kneel down and call for your father to spare your life.

Now, buddies are about to condense a true spirit, what a blessing it is.

hum!

Suddenly, the divine sword in the emperor's hand trembled, and dozens of divine lights burst out, criss-crossing and flashing quickly on the ground in front of Chen Hao.

When the divine light dissipated, eight characters like iron pens and silver hooks appeared on the ground.

Congenital not out, divine way not manifest.

Chen Hao was taken aback.

What's the meaning?

Does it mean that before the birth of the innate, you, the emperor, can't condense the true spirit?

Chen Hao looked up, but found that the phantom of the emperor had disappeared, and he had obviously returned to the statue.

Chen Hao was silent, and then suddenly sighed after a while.

If he had heard this before, Chen Hao might still be confused.

But combined with the birth of the little guy, Chen Hao had a vague understanding.

In this world, the general trend has been established, the practice has declined, and the human race has declined. Not to mention the divine way, it is not allowed by nature.

However, Dao Dao is fifty and Tianyan is forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of life.

I am the lifeline.

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