Chapter 721 Buddha Saint

A knife broke the defense of chaos and left a deep knife mark on Chaos, which is enough to see this seemingly unpretentious knife. The destructive power is unimaginable. If it is an ordinary half-step immortal, or even a fairy, under this knife, I'm afraid it will dissipate.

This is the power of the ancestors of the hundred clans. He is tied with the demon clan and the immortal emperor as the three ancestor-level characters. This kind of character is definitely not comparable to ordinary immortals.

"Fal the money!" The kitchen knife was waved by the ancestors of hundreds of clans and returned to Yi Nan's hands. For this kind of cultivated figure, weapons and magic weapons are already dispensable.

"It's all here. It's good! Very good, hehehe~~" Chaos still smiled and said, "Even if you get rid of me now, it's just a part of my strength, but even so, if I want to leave, you can't stop me." After saying that, Chaos suddenly roared, and the white light surged in his body. Behind him, the void cracked, and a huge portal came out of the void crack.

Chaos smiled, glanced at the crowd, and slowly retreated towards the huge door.

"He wants to escape! Stop him!" Ling Jiuxiao shouted loudly. At this moment, most of his injuries had recovered, and he punched the door. The golden fist shadow hole penetrated the void, but when it approached the door, it suddenly burst, and I could only watch the chaos disappear into the door.

"Why! Why don't you stop him!" Yin also felt very surprised and looked at the two immortals in mid-air.

"It's useless to stop him. It's a waste of effort to kill him now." The ancestors of the hundred clans said lightly, standing on the Immortal King Tower, like a god and a demon.

Zhuge Buteng frowned slightly. Just now, Chaos has been seriously injured, and his power has been exhausted. If these two immortals take action, they will definitely be able to leave him. Even if they can't completely kill Chaos, at least destroy his coming body. In this way, some burden may be relieved in the near future war, but the two Daxian confirmed that there was chaos leaving. What should he pay attention to?

"I've seen my ancestors!" Chen Guiyun was the first to bow deeply to the existence on the Xianjun Tower. The masters of the hundred races behind him also came to their senses and saluted one after another. A pair of reverential eyes looked at the existence on the Xianjun Tower. This was the ancestor of their hundred clans, the legendary figure, and the figure left over from the ancient immortal world.

Zhuge Fuliang looked at the white-haired old man and said, "This old man is..."

"Immortal Emperor!" He said to the sky.

"What! He is the Immortal Emperor!" Zhuge Buliang was shocked and looked at the kind-looking man in the air like an ordinary old man in disbelief. He didn't expect that he was the famous immortal emperor. Originally, Zhuge Buliang thought of the kind of heroic big man, but unexpectedly he was an inconspicuous old man.

"Wait a minute, hasn't the Immortal Emperor turned into an immortal?"

Fall into the sky and said, "To be precise, he is just the body of the immortal emperor. Before the immortal emperor becomes an immortal, he left his own immortal in his body. As long as there is a fairy, the immortal emperor can return!"

"Return!" Zhuge Butang's pupils shrank and looked deeply at the old man in white again. Unfortunately, the old man in white also looked at him. The two looked at each other. Zhuge Butang saw that the other party was smiling at him, and Zhuge Butiao was immediately flattered.

"The old man of the Immortal Emperor! Do you still recognize us two old guys?" At this time, among the two gods of war, the bald man and the white-haired old man came out of it and stared at the so-called immortal emperor, especially the bald man, with an angry face. He gritted his teeth and blushed.

"Ha ha, it's you two. How long have you been dragging out?" The remnant of the immortal emperor, that is, the white-haired old man, laughed.

"You don't do this! Explain to me why you did this back then!" The bald man jumped into the air and scolded angrily.

The Fairy Emperor shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Old friend, haven't you figured it out yet? Or can't you trust me?"

"We only believe in the truth!" The bald man said.

"Okay, I'll show you the facts of that year." The immortal emperor's body smiled and suddenly hit an inspiration. In the blink of an eye, this inspiration disappeared into the hearts of the bald man and the white-haired old man's eyebrows. The two suddenly shook their bodies and closed their eyes. It was only for a moment that the two bald men opened their eyes and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Are these all true?" The bald man had a lingering palpit.

The immortal emperor nodded.

"Then you really plan to..." The bald man seemed to want to say something, but he swallowed it again, and just glanced in the direction of Zhuge Butliang.

Zhuge Fuliang has been looking at the immortal emperor's body with all his heart at this moment, and he has not noticed the strange eyes of the bald man at all.

At this time, the ancestors of the Hundred Clans said, "Well, old friend, now is not the time to explain these things. Chaos has returned to the battlefield outside the sky. We should pick up the people on the battlefield outside the sky.

"Ye-huh." The immortal emperor nodded and said, "My yuan god hasn't returned yet. Old friend, you have to do more."

"Ye-huh." The ancestors of the hundred clans nodded, then looked up at the void and said, "This location happens to be the junction of the heavenly battlefield, which saves some strength." After saying that, the ancestors of the hundred clans raised their hands and showed another figure from the Xianjun Tower. He was dark, as if there was no entity, and his body was tied with black chains.

"This is..." Zhuge Bliang frowned. He had seen this shadow in Zhuxian City in those years, and once smashed a fairy with one slap.

Yi Nan looked at Zhuge Buteng and said, "That's the puppet my father subdued in those years. Because it was too fierce, my father could only use the Yuanshen chain to bind it."

"Rumble!"

There was thunder in the sky, and the ancestors of the hundred clans and the puppet tied in chains rushed up and came to the sky. The immortal emperor's body also followed. The immortal emperor's body raised his hand and stamped it on the sky, and a white mysterious spell was struck out, tearing the sky.

"You! Don't play tricks on me, or you will know the consequences!" The ancestors of the hundred clans took a look at the puppet next to him and said lightly.

"Roar..." The puppet roared and drove the chain on his body to "clare".

"Go ahead and lead the way!" The ancestors of the hundred clans shouted that the puppets around him had turned into a dark shadow and rose to the sky and directly sank into the void crack.

"It's up to you next." The body of the Immortal Emperor looked at the ancestors of hundreds of clans.

Above the sky, the wind and clouds surged in the huge cracks, and from time to time there was a sound of thunder, as if the peerless demon king was about to be born. The ancestors of the hundred races stood quietly in the semi-hanging air, staring at the cracks in the sky, as if they were waiting for something

Not long after, there was a muffled sound from the void crack, as if something was knocking on the space.

"Here we go!" The ancestors of the hundred clans stared and suddenly raised their hands to hit the empty crack, and an invisible knife gas flew out of their palms to tear the empty crack even bigger. At this time, a huge portal emerged from the void crack, which was similar to when Chaos left, but there was a clear difference in the breath.

"Rumble!"

The door opened, and the puppet of the ancestors of the hundred clans who had drilled into the crack of the void came out with a long roar and returned to the ancestors of the hundred clans.

"Sneer, sneer!"

More than a dozen empty-breaking sounds suddenly came from the door. Everyone saw eleven sarcophagus flying out of it, and each sarcophagus exuded a strong fairy spirit. It is the eleven immortals who followed the broken void of the Xianjun Tower into the outer battlefield in the Jade Dynasty City.

"It's them!" Zhuge's eyes lit up.

And just after eleven sarcophagus, there was a long roar. A golden Optimus Prime flew out and fell on the earth, as if it was straight to heaven and earth, thousands of meters long, and the golden light flashed, emitting a sacred breath.

A golden light came out of the void crack and fell on the golden pillar. The golden light dispersed, and a golden monkey stood at the top of the golden pillar and looked up to the sky with a strange smile: "Gagaha~~Hey, you two guys, did you beat that bastard for me?"

"Hey, monkey, stop it. We have something serious to do." The ancestors of hundreds of clans said.

"Hey hey hey hey hey~~" The golden monkey smiled, and the golden light of the golden pillar that went straight to the world flashed into an ordinary stick, which was carried on the shoulder by the golden monkey.

The monkey smiled and said, "To be honest, I should have been asked to come back first just now. I must teach that guy a lesson. I was so miserable that I couldn't let it go on."

When several immortal-level characters talked, Zhuge Buteng and others naturally did not dare to interrupt. Looking at the golden monkey, Zhuge Buteng suddenly thought of the master who taught him the "stituation" when he was in the 18th floor of hell, and the character in ancient mythology.

"Who is this monkey?" Zhuge Butao asked quietly, although his heart was a little low, he still wanted to confirm it.

"What kind of monkey is not a monkey!" Yi Nan stood next to Zhuge Buliang. Hearing Zhuge Buliang's words, he immediately scolded, "This is also an ancestor left by the ancient immortal world, but no one knows his name. The world just calls him Buddha."

"Buddha Saint?" Zhuge was stunned.

Yi Nan nodded and said, "Yes, in the ancient world of immortal cultivation, Buddhism has always been prosperous, and this existence is the strongest existence in Buddhism. However, it has been too long. I don't know why Buddhism has declined. Only this Buddha has survived.

"Buddha..... Buddha Holy..." Zhuge Buliang rubbed his temples with a headache. This Buddha... It seems to be far from the story I know.