If you don’t believe it, there will be lay donors who will enter the Buddhist treasure of Yuanzu Pagoda.

Er doesn't believe it, under his powerful bombardment, whose spiritual consciousness will be able to withstand this violent blow?

"Who are you?"

Jin Jizi said sternly, wanting to bombard the spiritual sense again, but it is limited by the light of the Buddha's heart.

Who is the young man in the green robe who is not Ningxia? Jin Jizi activates his spiritual sense attack. As soon as he meets, Ningxia's sea of ​​consciousness gate was blown open.

Under the violent divine thoughts, his resistance was not stronger than Master Fakong.

Almost in an instant, his spiritual consciousness also disappeared.

However, the giant thunder god was endless, and the terrifying murderous intent was awakened. He was silent and woke up again.

It’s also a blessing that Jin Dazi attacked Ningxia’s sea of ​​consciousness not just a touch of spiritual consciousness, but just a thought.

Otherwise, the giant thunder god appearance, terrifying murderous intent, and Jin Dazi's spiritual consciousness must use Ningxia's sea of ​​consciousness as the battlefield, and the battle will be fought.

"The Lord has existed here for three thousand years and cannot win this ancestral key.

At this moment, isn’t it ridiculous to show off this limited feeling?”

While speaking, Ningxia did not stop stroking Tianya Qin.

Jin Jizi roared, "Just because of you, a little crawler, is worthy of teaching me a lesson."

You think that there are some secrets in your sea of ​​consciousness, and you can live from now on.

That was a delusion, an opportunity like a young monk, but it could never be renewed.

Once the Buddha's heart is forbidden, you will be here for me until it turns into a dry bone."

Ningxia said coldly: "A monk who has been for three thousand years is just full of common thoughts and full of common words, which is not worth laughing at."

At this moment, he no longer paid attention to Jin Jizi and focused on stroking Tianya Qin. With the sound of the piano, his thoughts were immersed in a little bit, and his spirit was gradually silent.

He seemed to have completed three lives and three lives in the sound of the extremely sad piano.

When his emotions and emotions accumulate to the extreme, his thoughts are instantly clear, his thoughts seem to have traveled through time and space, and his spirit constantly changes with his perceptions.

In an instant, Jin Dazi suddenly discovered that Ningxia's energy had declined to its extreme, as if it was on the verge of death.

He stared at Ningxia in surprise, completely unaware of what he intended to destroy his life.

At this moment, Ningxia's consciousness was completely restrained and almost disappeared.

His vitality was extremely weak, and his life seemed to have come to an end. He heard him say in a tone of the dead in a way that he had read all the vicissitudes and said, "I have despised my soul seven times..."

Jin Douzi smiled contemptuously.

"For the first time, when it can be aggressive, it pretends to be humble."

The smile on Jin Jizi's face suddenly solidified, and the light of the Buddha's heart around Ningxia began to tremble slightly.

"The second time, when it is empty, choose to fill it with love."

Jin Dazi's mind shook, and the light of the Buddha's heart around Ningxia disappeared one after another, but Ningxia did not move.

Instead, it continued, “The third time, between difficulties and easy, it chose easy.”

Jin Chanzi was in a state of riot: "This, this is impossible. How could a philosopher who has not been able to speak this word? How could he happen to make me bump into it?"

"For the fourth time, it made mistakes, but it comforted itself by others' mistakes."

Boom, Jin Dazi tried his best to calm his soul, but was extremely frightened to find that the Yuanzu Key actually trembled, and Ningxia was already flat and there was no stop.

But Ningxia still did not take even a single step.

"For the fifth time, it was free and weak, but it regarded these as the tenacity of life."

Jin Douzi felt like hearing the sound of a demon, and couldn't help but scream in pain.

"For the sixth time, when it despised an ugly face, it didn't know that it was one of its many masks."

Boom, the Yuanzu Key actually left the table and soared into the air.

"For the seventh time, it was sideways in the mud of life. Although it was unwilling to give up, it was also timid."

"No!"

Jin Biaozi shouted in despair, and the Yuanzu Qian flew towards Ningxia through the air. The auspicious clouds all over her body were lingering around Ningxia and flew around her.

Suddenly, thousands of thunder exploded in Jinjizi's soul thoughts: "Even if Jinjizi resurrected, this will not be the case."

At this moment, Ningxia stretched out his hand, and the Yuanzu Key flew into his palm automatically, and he tried to release his soul power.

The pure Buddha power in the Yuanhun immediately wrapped the Yuanzu Key, and then Jin Chanzi laughed loudly: "Three thousand years, God will surely pity me, haha, God's will... The little ant dares to touch the Yuanzu Key, oh, this, this, this is impossible..."

He was surprised to find that the light of the Buddha's heart in the space was gathering in the palm of Ningxia.

This is clearly a sign that only when refining the Yuanzu Key is used.

"This, this is impossible, how could you, the little monk has the relics of the Golden Cicadazi, maybe it is possible, why are you, who are you, ah..."

Jin Biaozi is going crazy.

Originally, in his opinion, Ningxia touched the Yuanzu Key and was God's will to turn him over.

Once Ningxia touches, without the powerful Buddha power and the mellow Taoist aggregate, it will definitely be refined and killed by the powerful Prajna Buddha power of the Yuanzu Key.

However, Ningxia was once stained with the relic of the Golden Cicadazi, and its own aura was very close to the Yuanzu Key.

With the Buddha power released by Yuanhun, Yuanzu Key quickly established a connection with him.

Just as Jin Jizi shouted in horror, Ningxia took out the half-petal of the golden cicada relic and wrapped it with the soul power.

In an instant, the light of the Buddha's heart in the entire space gathered faster.

"Golden Cicadazi Relic, why do you have it too? You, you..."

Jin Douzi was going crazy.

As Ningxia gathered the light of the Buddha's heart, it lost the confinement of the light of the Buddha's heart, and the gold hit the son like a madman and a demon.

Ningxia thoughts everywhere, and the Yuanzu Key instantly rushed out the light of the Buddha's heart, and even locked the gold strike in the air.

When the thought moved, Ningxia recited it again: "I despise my soul seven times..."

He thought about this because he used Jin Biaozi to react hugely to this thing, so he used it to remove Sun Wuzi's tight spell to experiment.

Unexpectedly, he spoke, and was screamed in pain by the golden hit in the air, and then began to swear loudly.

Finally, the Yuanzu Key collected the last ray of Buddha's heart.

Ningxia was about to realize the key of Yuanzu, but suddenly, her eyes changed and she arrived at the Emperor's Land. A golden pagoda was about one foot high in her palm.

Looking at him, Master Fakong, Monk Yuanjia and others were still sleeping and lying in the land of the Emperor.

The entire Huangji land has now become extremely unstable because the Dragon Girl breaks through the air.

Ningxia dared not stay for a long time and escaped along the vortex in the sky.

When he left, he did not forget to release a giant thunder god attack.

In an instant, Master Fakong and others who were sleeping awake one after another.

At this moment, Ningxia had already stepped into the space vortex in the sky.
Chapter completed!