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"Is there really a magical power like Sumeruko?"

Ram Yan looked at An Qisheng's palm, where there was a small dust.

The particles were not mysterious, they were no different from the dust in the ruins. He stared at it, but he still couldn't see anything unusual.

Can't help but wonder.

Sumi mustard seed, from Sumi Buddhism, is said to be one of the great supernatural powers handed down by the Vatican.

According to ancient legend, there were Buddhas who descended from heaven in ancient times, but they were obstructed by the Taoist palace to spread the law. They had no choice but to compete with the nine great supernatural powers of the Taoist palace for thousands of years.

After winning all nine battles, the Saint Vatican declined the sacred mountains presented by the Taoist Palace, and only picked up a drop of dust in the void, with enough smiles.

At that time, Saint Brahman smiled slightly, and when he exhaled, the dust turned into the first sacred mountain of the continents, Xumi Foshan, which stands in the western pole of the world.

It was just a small dust, and it actually crushed the continents, sects and the powerhouses, and under the gaze of the nine great magical powers of Taoism, opened up the line of Xumi Buddhism.

For a while, shaking the world.

It's just that this great supernatural power rarely appears in legends, and more people say it is just a rumor.

Mount Xumi is as big as the ridge of the sky, standing on the west pole, like a spine that supports the sky. According to legend, it is surrounded by stars and contains three thousand Buddhas and divine realms for all Arahants and monks to live.

According to legend, its weight is still on the four continents. What kind of magical power can compress such a huge mountain in the dust?

"Mustard seeds, one flower, one world, in the dust, there is no heaven. This magical power is naturally there."

An Qisheng smiled slightly with the dust on his palm, a ripple in his eyes:

"However, he can't practice this magical power at home!"

"This......"

Gong Yang Yan naturally wouldn't doubt the words of his sect master, just let him look at it, and he couldn't see the slightest strangeness at all.

"Just look at it."

An Qisheng didn't give much explanation, and while one hand was placed on Ram Yan's shoulder, his heart moved.

Phoo~

In the next instant, his divine will fell and he sank into the dust.

Hum~

Gong Yang Yan only felt that the world was fighting, and all kinds of scenes flickered and flowed in front of his eyes. For a while, he was dazzled and almost vomited blood in his heart.

But it was only for an instant, a sullen starry sky was already slowly unfolding in front of him.

The starry sky is faint and shameless. Although there are countless stars in it, there are also many decays. Most of the stars have no vitality.

Desolate, withered, even with a trace of lifelessness.

It is not like the pure land of Buddhism as imagined, but more like a battlefield where one party has experienced a great battle. In the faint, it seems that you can smell the blood that has not been dispersed.

"This, is this true..."

Suddenly falling into the starry sky, Ram Yan had long been able to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and at this time he could not help but stagger.

There is a wind of destruction that tears everything at the heights of the Heavenly Immortal Dao, and the primordial spirit cannot cross it. Although he has seen the starry sky, he has never had such close contact.

Seeing the starry sky pavement at this time, I couldn't help being deeply shocked.

In a small dust, there can be a boundless starry sky. What kind of supernatural power is this?

"True and false, what do you use to tell?"

An Qisheng stood in the starry sky with a calm expression, only a hint of surprise flashed in his opening and closing eyes.

Ram Yan stagnated when he heard the words.

Whether it was the previous city or the starry sky at this time, he couldn't tell the truth from the false. The great primordial monk's magical powers were far beyond his ability to spy.

Even under the guidance of his sect master in the past six months, he has entered the door of the ‘Sacred Art of the Heart of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Four Tribulations’, and his strength is ten times better than before.

is also like this.

"Five-color divine light, ten supernatural powers under the holy, what a supernatural king!"

Suddenly, a sigh like a chant echoed in the starry sky without any medium, resounding through the stars:

"Thirty thousand years of non-life, I don't want the king of supernatural powers to have appeared..."

The pitch of this voice was extremely high, not like a human voice. Upon hearing it, all kinds of fantasies burst into his heart, An Qisheng's expression remained unchanged, but Ram Yan was in a trance, almost planted into the sea of ​​stars.

Phoo~

An Qisheng raised his head slightly, isolating the alien force, and staring at it.

I saw a huge shadow that almost encompassed a small half of the starry sky from the very far distance of the deep and endless starry sky.

I don't know thousands of miles away, there is already an indescribable breath rushing to his face, and the void seems to be trembling.

Following this, the starry sky became more and more bleak.

"Then, that's a corpse..."

Gong Yang Yan suddenly let out a scream, and his body trembled, as if by thunder, his eyes were full of incredible.

At the far end of the starry sky, that hanging shadow almost enveloped a small half of the starry sky, what looked like a continent, turned out to be a huge corpse that was too big to describe!

The corpse was extremely big, and in the starry sky, it seemed to be floating and wandering. The countless stars were attracted by its huge volume, and they couldn't help colliding around it, and occasionally bursts of bright fire light.

But the fire of the stars collided and burst into pieces, and even the corners of the corpse's clothes had not even set off for a moment.

"The Celestial Body!"

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, and all the sights came into view.

The corpse was wearing a gray-white robe, his face was withered and decayed, and there was absolutely no vitality around his body, but even so, his body was still intact.

Even his internal organs were still squirming.

Its face is the same as the "Brahma No One" suppressed by him, but it is exactly the body of Brahma No One.

And Xing compared to the wisp of obsessional lone soul suppressed by him, the breath of this corpse is more than a thousand times stronger?

Although the primordial spirit only has three sacrifices of heaven, earth and man, the gap between them is far from comparable to that of the ninth rank of Jindan. They are one step apart, and they are two worlds.

"Human, human body, can it be this big?"

Ram Yan's eyes straightened, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Of course, he had heard that there are many magical powers in the legend, such as the heavens and the earth, once they are used, they can transform into thousands of feet.

Move mountains and reclaim the sea, move stars and change battles.

But that was magical power, he had never heard of it, after the death of a great magical power, the body could be so huge.

"Friends of the Taoist who are the king of supernatural powers, come here to tell."

The voice sounded again.

And along with one of them, there was also a golden avenue that penetrated the void, tens of thousands of miles long.

"But disrespectful."

Withdrawing his gaze, An Qisheng vibrated the void and spoke in response.

As soon as he stepped forward, he shrank with the golden light and missed the place of the huge corpse. Ram Yan followed his steps, his scalp became numb, and he secretly regretted that he should not be so curious.

Hum~

Golden light flicked across the sea of ​​stars.

An Qisheng stood on it, glanced briefly, and shook his head slightly in his heart.

This piece of starry sky shouldn't have been so dead and dead, but the reason for it was that it was corrupted by the death air escaping from the corpse.

Even though there were stars of life, they no longer exist at this time.

Phoo~

This golden light traversed extremely fast, only a few moments before and after, it was already very close.

Ram Yan held his breath more and more and did not dare to breathe. As he got closer, the corpse became more and more huge. It lay across the starry sky, like an endless continent.

A knuckle seems to be able to crush the galaxy.

But An Qisheng's eyes fell on the head of the corpse, which seemed to be a gray-white ‘land’ attached by many star debris.

There, there was a figure much shorter than Ram Yan.

When he looked away, the little figure was also looking at him curiously.

"Is it the top ten supernatural power king appointed by the great ancestor, I am still a bit short..."

The little figure said to himself, his voice was already extremely high and bright, making An Qisheng frowned slightly.

Gong Yang Yan raised his eyes, secretly surprised.

The owner of this voice is actually a child who doesn't seem to be seven or eight years old, with a fair complexion and a jade carving.

Faintly, one could see the dense Dao pattern under his skin, and countless streamers.

"Fa has a soul?"

An Qisheng stopped on the barren mountain and stared at the child who was sitting cross-legged not far away. His brows were slightly raised, and the shadow of a pagoda was reflected in his eyes.

It is the ‘Eight Treasure Buddha’s Pagoda’ that has no one.

The little figure in front of him is the aura of the manifestation of the Eight Treasure Buddha Tower!

"Fa has a soul?"

Ram Yan chewed it again, and his heart was shocked.

There are two meanings in the Fa and Yuan Ling.

One refers to the manifestation of the supernatural powers of the monks, which can enlighten the spirit of vegetation.

The second is the aura of the birth of the supernatural powers cultivated by the great supernatural powers, the spirits of transformation.

The child in front of you is also a weird person, and if you ask, it must be the latter!

This shocked him, and he only felt that in the short span of a few years after meeting his family's master, everything he had experienced was more upset than the previous 300 years.

"good eyesight."

The child, like a porcelain doll, glanced at An Qisheng approvingly, waved, and his own table, chairs, wine and dishes appeared in front of him:

"I am a born in the Eight Treasures Buddha Pagoda, a spirit of supernatural powers, and self-named Eight Treasures, you can call me Eight Treasure Taoists."

It really is!

Ram Yan secretly smacked his tongue, hard to imagine what kind of chance it would take to turn an illusory supernatural power into an elf.

This is something beyond his cognition.

"Eight Treasure Taoist......"

An Qisheng chewed the name once, nodded, stepped, and landed directly on the barren mountain where the Eight Treasure Taoists were.

Facing this man's inquisitive eyes, he sat down slowly.

Although the Fa You Yuan Ling was clever, he wouldn't change his expression drastically, but seeing this person, he felt a little surprised.

No wonder this Sumeru mustard method is not very smart.

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"Taoist fellows are not high in cultivation, but courageous! No wonder they can inherit the five-color divine light."

After looking deeply at An Qisheng for a long time, the Babao Taoist only narrowed his eyes, but couldn't help but admire in his heart.

It can see clearly that the young Taoist in front of him has not yet condensed into a soul. Although he has the five-color light of supernatural powers, he can barely force the soul of the soul.

But seeing the body of the heavenly immortal, the self with the essence of the law, did not have the slightest sense of fear.

An Qisheng's expression remained unchanged, and he stared at the Eight Treasure Taoist deeply, and said, "You don't seem to have the intention of revenge for the Lord."

"My lord is at ease, and you never hurt his hair, what revenge? What's more..."

The Babao Taoist knocked on the table lightly, carelessly:

"You are already in a catastrophe, and you will be alive in a few days, so why should I make such a move?"