The demon Buddha's pupils shrank, Daoguo could actually die?!

………

Ruan Yushu hugged Qifengqin, the surrounding moonlight was swayed by the strong wind, and there was a huge thing in front of him!

This behemoth has a head like a horse, eyes like a turtle, a neck like a snake, and antlers like a deer. Its body is pure white, its scales are as big as door panels, and it shines with a faint glaze. It looks like a celestial dragon!

Its eyes are as big as lakes, and they are empty inside, with a little bit of unwillingness remaining.

For some reason, Ruan Yushu suddenly remembered a ditty that Meng Qi had hummed while discussing the journey to the West: "White dragon horse, hoofs facing west."

"Real dragon?!"

Arriving with Ruan Yushu and Lan Yuyan looking at the white dragon horse, she couldn't help but despair: "No matter what level of true dragon it is, we can't resist it."

The difference between immortals and mortals, Dharmakaya and saints are all insurmountable abyss.

Ruan Yushu's eyes narrowed and he said slowly: "If you don't fight hard, you will die."

"Fellow Daoist Lan, please stop hiding your strength."

Lan Yuyan gave a wry smile, she was not a big shot like Cang Yang who pretended to be a pig and eats the tiger, she was a real person.

"What level is this real dragon?" However, Lan Yuyan seemed to have thought of something and quickly asked

"At least he's an immortal." Ruan Yushu took a deep breath, looked at the majestic real dragon, and made a preliminary judgment.

Lan Yuyan seemed to think that the names of the two realms were different, and while quickly retreating, she asked in detail: "The combat power of the immortals?"

Ruan Yushu also thought of this, and while retreating, he replied: "The body of an immortal is like a star..."

"Then there is hope, give me time to prepare!"

There was a hint of joy in the blue jade smoke's eyes, and she took out an invitation talisman, slowly lit it, and recited the incantation, applying for the arrival of higher-level reincarnations, gods, and high-ranking beings.

"The fragrance is heavy and corresponds to the universe. The fragrance is burning through the Tianmen. Golden birds are running like arrows in the clouds and jade rabbits. The light is like a wheel. The south and the north are shining all over the sky..."

The ancient mantra resonates with the void, creating a certain ritual.

A Celestial Being is somewhere between a great sage and a quasi-emperor, and a dead Celestial Being may not be much more powerful than a saint.

The hope of inviting a great sage and quasi-emperor is slim, but the probability of inviting a saint is very high.

"clear!"

Ruan Yushu made a prompt decision and chose to trust his temporary teammate. After judging that the two of them could not escape the pursuit of the white dragon, he stopped, sat cross-legged on the stone, and concentrated on playing "Dragon Turtle Back Shengpu".

The sound of the piano is pleasant, full of vitality, and can also bring peace to the deceased. It is the best choice.

The white Tianlong listened quietly, struggling with unwillingness and death in his eyes.

After struggling violently, it suddenly raised its head and opened its huge mouth.

Roar!

The sound of the dragon's roar rang far away, scattering the sound of the piano. Ruan Yushu's eyes, ears, mouth and nose all oozed blood, his mind was buzzing, and his soul was shocked and unresponsive.

Lan Yuyan coughed up blood, and her eyes were filled with shock.

This kind of power is the true dragon, which is also a strong one among the immortals. It may have touched others and me during its lifetime.

Converted into the system of the Heaven-Zealing Law, this is not the corpse of the Great Sage, but the corpse of a quasi-emperor!

The news is wrong and death is coming.

A gust of breeze blew slowly, and it seemed as if a supreme divine ruler descended from the nine heavens, dropping down strands of immortal energy and suppressing the eternal universe.

The Supreme Being in white clothes stands with his hands behind his back and smiles slightly, showing his unparalleled elegance.

"Interesting, does the Great Sage Quasi-Emperor have the body of a true dragon?"

"In other words, you are a true dragon as soon as you are born."

"Then the real dragons in this world are a little too worthless."

Lan Yuyan stared blankly at this scene and murmured: "Unparalleled elegance, like a fairy coming to earth."

Ruan Yushu looked calm on the surface, but then he nodded slightly to express his agreement. This gesture was like the spirit of the Nine Heavens, as if the ancient holy emperor had descended, with an ethereal immortality that no one from Jiangdong could match. It did not look like a being born in the human world.

The divine ruler is floating and flowing with supreme brilliance. With just a slight movement, the white dragon horse can be shattered and turned into dust.

However, Xue Yueqing did not do this. Instead, she looked at the heaven-supporting stick deep in the Lingshan Mountain and realized that this supreme immortal king's weapon protected the white dragon horse.

The looming cause and effect made Xue Yueqing thoughtful, thinking of many Buddhist myths, and finally chose to suppress the White Dragon Horse.

…

In another area, already in front of a dry waterfall, Zhao Heng and Li Chuyang faced the golden-winged roc.

Standing at the top of the waterfall is a huge golden-winged roc with a "crown" on its head and its pointed beak stained with golden blood that contains great power!

As a result of its karma, this bird can feed on dragons. In Jambudvipa, it can eat one king dragon and five hundred little dragons in one day.

Zhao Heng, who is known as the True Dragon Emperor, feels great pressure.

"Brother, if you have any trump card, use it quickly!"

"Dead end!"

Without any hesitation, Li Chuyang used all his props in order to survive.

Among them, it includes the magic talisman.

The bell sounded long and purple light boiled, and a middle-aged man with purple hair walked out. He looked at the waterfall and showed a sneer: "Eat the dragon."

…

On the mountain roads intertwined with dark gaps, Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi stood side by side, facing a terrifying enemy.

Sitting on the back of a blue lion is a Bodhisattva, with a pure white face and body. He wears a heavenly crown and five buns, symbolizing the five kinds of wisdom in Buddhism.

He holds the sword of wisdom in his right hand, and holds a pure blue lotus flower in his left hand. On the flower is placed a Prajna Sutra. Unlike the blue lion under the seat, it is not contaminated by the white mist of death, and is full of great purity and great compassion.

"Manjusri Bodhisattva!"

One of the two attendants on the left and right of the Buddha, this Bodhisattva is a powerful enemy comparable to the Venerable Kassapa. He is a Bodhisattva who symbolizes wisdom in Buddhism and is recognized as one of the four strongest Bodhisattvas in the Pure Lands.

To deal with the corpse disaster of Lord Kasyapa, a great emperor is needed.

And now, where can I find another great saint, a supreme emperor, or even a legendary power?

Meng Qi's expression was solemn, and he was ready to fight, with an extra talisman to invite the gods in his hand.

There are three people in the reincarnation team, and each person has one. This is what Cangyang Sacred Body stuffed to him.

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