What is the experience of simulating a fairy

So strictly speaking, today is the first time that he truly faced the power belonging to the saint.

Ding!

The Lingji glazed lamp appeared again.

Obviously, facing the power from the Supreme Master, Randeng was also ready to go all out.

In mid-air, Shen Lue manipulated the palm of the virtual image and patted the burning lamp.

Die to the Lord!

Rumbling--

The roar sounded, everything around shook violently, and the remaining mountains and rivers in the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains completely evaporated.

The giant golden palm was pressed down like a mountain.

Facing Shen Lue's tough offensive, the flames of Liulizhan burst out, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a flame Zen stick that stretched across the sky.

KUANG!!!

When the two collided, a huge shock wave engulfed the golden light and the sea of ​​fire, spreading to every corner of the map.

At this point, this treasure that was transformed by the Supreme Master is officially scrapped.

There is only a crumbling frame.

Fortunately, this battle took place in the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. If it is outside, I am afraid that the entire Suzhou and Hangzhou will suffer and suffer.

When Shen Lue pressed on the Flame Zen stick, she couldn't help but let out a surprise:

"Eh?

"The attack of burning lanterns seems not as strong as imagined."

No, it's not right.

He quickly reacted:

It's not that the burning lamp is too weak, because under normal circumstances, he has no ability to stop the Zen stick released by this glazed lamp.

He can even pierce his body through the purple silk clothes and apricot and yellow flags.

It’s too strong!

This Taoist ancestor can suppress the burning lamp even if it is just a trace of power separated at random.

The gap between the saint and the quasi saint is so exaggerated!

"Try to see if you can break this old guy..."

Shen Lue turned to hold, and his palms quickly closed, respectively holding the two ends of the flame stick.

Click--

He exerted a little force, and crackling sounded.

The flame Zen stick was directly broken into two halves, disintegrating into a bunch of sparks and splashing everywhere.

As soon as Burning Lantern was about to launch an offensive, he was shocked by this scene:

"This!"

How could this be?

Although this attack was a bit hasty, but being so easily resolved, it can only show that the strength gap between the two sides is too large.

More precisely, the gap between him and Taishang Laojun is too large.

Burning lantern's eyes were a little confused and lost:

"Does the power of the saint end here?"

The holy realm is the realm he has pursued all his life, otherwise he would not bear the world's infamy and slander, and resolutely rebelled against interpretation.

But until he became a quasi saint, he didn't know that inside and outside the Three Realms, the holy place was a limited resource.

There are only six places in total.

It is full now.

——This is the iron law of the Great Dao Tiancheng, no one knows the reason, and no one can violate it.

But for the holy position, many immortals who conduct theoretical research deduced that there is a hidden holy position in this world, which is the seventh holy position.

The most popular statement is:

The seventh holy place is hidden in the five elements.

Collecting and controlling them, reopening the world, and creating more suitable laws of order, you can use this great merit to ascend to the seventh holy.

Da Leiyin Temple has obtained innate water and gold in the past two thousand years of planning.

But Sakyamuni and Maitreya have long been holy.

Once the Innate Five Elements are gathered, the holy position must belong to him, the third commander of the Western Heavenly forces.

This is also the reason why Randeng is keen on the congenital soil.

"No, I can't go home empty-handed."

Burning lantern's old eyebrows regained their looks, and even a hint of enthusiasm:

"I have chased the holy place for many years.

"In any case, you can't fall short today!"

Before he knew it, he had already committed "greed, hatred and delusion", the biggest taboo of the immortal family's practice.

But this negative emotion forced him to calm down:

Shen Lue's strength is definitely not more than that of Da Luo Jinxian, and he can't manipulate the power bestowed by the saint for a long time.

"I just have to stick to the early offensive.

"When he runs out of oil and the lamp dies, Hou Tu Si Nan will still be my cyst."

Thinking of this, Ran Deng quickly turned offensive to defense:

"Come!"

The vast mana retreated, casting layers of barriers around him, and in a flash, a golden city pond was formed.

He was going to drag it to the end.

Shen Lue in the sky was planning to defeat the next wave of offensive, but Ran Lan suddenly changed his strategy.

"Not attacking?"

He manipulated Dao Ancestor Xu to make a fist and bombarded the iron wall below.

KUANG——

The city wall trembled slightly, and a slight crack appeared, but don't burn the lamp to quickly repair it.

"The turtle shell is pretty hard."

boom!boom!boom!

Shen Lue gave another mess.

"Hiss~

"Something's wrong."

After a while, he was forced to withdraw his fist. Although Burning Lantern's defense was battered, he also had problems.

Shen Lue felt a tearing pain inside her body.

"It's the backlash of Dao Ancestor's power!"

If this continues, Burning Lantern may still be safe and sound.

He himself went back and died.

"It's a bit troublesome..."

Chapter 441 Chapter 441 A green light

The power of a saint is still difficult to control.

Shen Lue wrapped the purple silk robes tightly, hoping to relieve the pain, but the backlash acts on the body.

Regardless of the purple silk clothes and the apricot yellow flags, it is difficult to play a role.

Soon, the offensive of Daozu Xuxiang became weak and weak.

The burning lamp immediately noticed the change:

"Sure enough, you can't hold on."

He smiled satisfied.

It seems that the poor monk’s decision is very correct. If I just confronted it hard, I’m afraid I would have disappeared long ago. Not only is it safe and sound, but the situation is reversed.

"The timing is right now."

Ran Lan raised his hand and withdrew the mana that had created Jincheng Tangchi.

Immediately afterwards, the vast mana condensed into a purple gold bowl.

He chanted the six-character proverb, and the purple golden bowl quickly expanded, covering the sky and suppressing the sun.

Shen slightly frowned.

His whole body was paralyzed by the backlash, and there was no way to resist.

"Madan.

"The strength that the old man left behind must be dropped at a critical moment."

He tried his best to push again, but the feeling was as difficult as forcing an ant to carry a barbell.

If used forcibly, his body must fall apart instantly.

Shen slightly raised his head.

The purple golden bowl is like a mountain, which is buckled down to cover the sky. If there is no countermeasure, it is really going to "drive the crane west".

"If it doesn't work, you can only fight!"

The big deal is to use strength and force to fight hard.

Anyway, I have resurrection coins.

Big deal, no more rewards for tasks.

The mission can fail, the burning lamp must die!

"what--"

He clenched his fists and started to act forcefully using the remaining power of Dao Ancestor, the virtual image that was about to dissipate solidified again, exuding majestic power.

Ran Deng was surprised:

"You! Don't you fear that your body and spirit will be destroyed by doing this?"

Wouldn't it be better to go to Da Leiyin Temple than Falling Down?

At this time, many cracks appeared on the surface of Shen Lue's body, which looked like the kind of porcelain that was about to fall apart, and the cracks still showed light.

This is a sign that the body is about to disintegrate.

The virtual image of Taoist ancestor he was difficult to manipulate, stretched out his hand to catch the purple golden bowl.

Click--

It was the cracking sound of Shen Lue's body.

Half of his face has fallen off, and his body is disintegrating like bricks and mud, looking very hideous.

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt."