aircannonsinc Chapter 317
Chapter 317
The magnificent sword energy that split the heaven and earth and tore the sky penetrated the sky.
In an instant, the green light that resisted the universe was broken.
Zhunti's expression suddenly became stiff, panting and cursing in a low voice.
"This boy has just achieved the fruit of the saint."
"Why is his fighting power so strong?"
There was no time to think about it, and the situation on the battlefield changed in an instant.
The sword energy wandered and attacked, and Zhunti suddenly waved his hand, mobilizing the magic power in his body like a tsunami.
Condensing the laws of heaven and earth, seven-color light suddenly appeared.
In an instant, it enveloped the red sword energy that was close at hand.
The powerful magic power drove the infinitely powerful sword energy to dissipate.
The seven-color light only flickered a little.
Still rushing towards Di Jun.
Facing such an attack, Di Jun shone with a light like the sun.
The scorching pressure submerged and swallowed him.
Boom! ! !
The heaven and earth shook, and the surging Yubo was easily blocked by the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.
In the demon army, more than a dozen quasi-saints joined forces to set up a battle array.
Mount Xumi had a large defensive formation.
The quasi-saints on both sides stared at the center of the battlefield.
The saints were fighting, and they had no chance to intervene.
Donghuang Taiyi was anxious for his brother.
But he could do nothing. If he really took action, it would only cause trouble for his elder brother.
The dazzling golden light seemed to cover the entire prehistoric west.
Xuandan showed a surprised expression on his face and murmured.
"The demon king has just become a saint, and the fighting power he showed is so strong. He deserves to be the demon king."
Guangchengzi looked indifferent, and his eyes were still fixed on the battle between the saints.
He wanted to comprehend the way of the saints from it to complete himself.
He said without looking back.
"When the Three Emperors became saints, the amount of Heavenly Merit was simply terrifying."
"What's more, since the appearance of the Sun, Emperor Jun has no shortage of Heavenly Merit."
"The merit of becoming a saint plus the merit of ruling the world with the Sun."
"It is reasonable that his combat power is catching up with the old saints."
Xuan Dan suddenly understood.
If Guang Chengzi hadn't reminded me, I would have really forgotten about it.
At that time, the Sun's energy and the Sun's weapon refining method were popularized from the prehistoric times.
The Heavenly Merit obtained by the Demon Court is huge.
There is still a surplus of cause and effect to offset the witch and demon calamity.
Obviously, Emperor Jun's becoming a saint cannot be viewed with the eyes of ordinary people.
Wait until the golden light slowly dissipates.
The battlefield where the saints fought has long been shattered.
Space fragments flew across the sky, the void was born, and chaotic turbulence rushed everywhere.
The majestic figure of Emperor Jun was also revealed.
But the golden armor he was wearing was obviously damaged.
Emperor Jun's eyes were filled with anger, and he recalled what the Western Church had done to the Demon Court.
The anger in his heart was constantly burning, rising, and amplifying.
He snorted coldly, and said with disdain.
"When this emperor becomes a saint, you will have to pay the price."
"You attacked my prince and plotted against my second brother's magic weapon."
"I will not be a human if I don't take revenge!"
As the roar like thunder rolled between heaven and earth.
A golden crow's cry suddenly resounded through the sky.
A huge golden crow phantom of tens of millions of feet rose into the sky.
It suddenly turned down from the sky with a fierce momentum.
The hot breath made Zhunti feel that his face was burned and painful.
The six-foot-tall golden body instantly turned into a shape that covered the sky and the sun.
The golden body glowed with Buddha's light and had eight arms.
The Buddha's status was like a Vajra with angry eyes and mighty power.
Holding the blessed pestle, silk ribbon, necklace, umbrella, flower string, banner, golden bow, and fish intestine sword.
Eight innate spiritual treasures gathered in one body.
When it is the strongest form of Zhunti, the eight-armed and angry Buddha Dharma.
For endless years, the golden body was shaped by the faith of Western disciples.
All things are invulnerable, evil spirits avoid it, connecting heaven and earth, condensing essence.
Seeing this scene, Randeng, who was watching the battle, was overwhelmed and exclaimed.
"It is the strongest golden body of the leader, and I finally saw it today."
"This battle should be won by the leader."
"The newly sanctified Emperor Jun has no chance of winning!"
The words also greatly increased the confidence of many Western believers and disciples.
The Medicine Master took the lead in reciting scriptures and chanting Sanskrit.
In this way, the power of the Xumi Mountain Defense Formation is maintained.
Countless eyes are gathered here.
Boom!!!
The space completely collapsed, and the chaotic turbulence like a river rushed forward.
Only a dazzling golden light remained between heaven and earth.
The surging holy power even blew away the dark clouds in the sky.
Countless mountains were instantly reduced to dust on the ground.
The exquisite pagoda of heaven and earth seemed to be struggling.
Xuan Dan showed a surprised expression and exclaimed.
"Good guy, A1 high flash!"
The remaining Xuanmen disciples also looked solemn.
The battle between the saints will surely cause great suffering to all living beings.
At present, it seems that Di Jun andZhunti is serious.
The two saints separated again.
Zhunti looked at the intact Di Jun opposite him with a look of astonishment.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
He just broke through to the saint.
I am a saint of the third level.
A genuine old saint.
How can he resist my attack?
The golden mecha on Di Jun's body has become somewhat dim.
The golden spirit stone on his chest is shining with dazzling golden light.
Di Jun is high above, with disdain between his eyebrows.
There is even a hint of hateful sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Fortunately, there is this mecha forged by the power of the entire demon court.
As long as Jie Yin does not take action, he has absolute confidence that there will be one less saint in the prehistoric world.
Even if the two saints from the West work together.
Di Jun can still be invincible.
"Western Church, bow your head or continue to go down the same path?"
The condescending question made many stunned Western Church disciples angry.
"You are so arrogant. The leader hasn't really started yet!"
"Why should my Western Church fear your little Heavenly Court?"
"Fight to the death and make the Demon Court pay the price it deserves!"
Hearing this, Zhunti couldn't laugh at all.
After a few rounds, it seemed that they were evenly matched.
In fact, he was at a disadvantage every time.
In front of many Western Church disciples.
He couldn't show it.
It was really like a dumb person eating durian, unable to say his pain.
Just as Zhunti was about to continue to attack.
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded.
"Don't panic, Junior Brother, I'm here to help you!"
The person who came was the Saint of Reception in plain Buddhist robes.
The two Western Saints stood side by side with serious expressions.
Randeng and many Western disciples were already boiling with excitement.
"With the two leaders joining forces, Dijun will definitely not return."
"You are so arrogant to think about attacking the Western religion just after becoming a saint."
"Today, we must let the whole prehistoric world know the name of our Western religion!"
Dijun suddenly sneered, with a disdainful tone.
"To bully the few with the many, it is indeed the style of the Western religion."
Jieyin looked indifferent, unmoved, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot."
"The sea of suffering is endless, I hope fellow Dijun will turn back."
Randeng was so moved that he almost cried and shouted.
"Even in this situation, the leader still tried to influence Dijun."
"What a compassionate, compassionate!"