Honghuang: I took the oath to be the strongest Buddha

As soon as the golden needle came out, the temperature in the Zixiao Palace increased significantly.

This golden needle is the top-grade innate spirit treasure: the Sun Xuan Needle, which Di Jun found inside the Sun Star.

The Sun Needle contains the light of the sun god, which is extremely hot and burns when touched.

Di Jun pinched out the Sun Xuan Needle and shook his hand towards the lead.

He was secretly proud in his heart.

“The Seed Bag is an acquired spiritual treasure, even if it attracts Xuanhuang Merit, it can’t stop my Sun Xuan Needle.

Look at me ruining the seed bag that was introduced. ”

After seeing the mystery of the Sun Xuan Needle, he directly put away the race bag and dodged the Sun Xuan Needle.

The sun needle circles back, one into two, two into three, and three into thousands.

Countless Sun Xuan needle tips were aligned with the lead, and Feihuang was generally laid down.

“Qiankun bag, collect it for me.”

The top-grade innate Lingbao Qiankun bag floated in front of the guide, the mouth of the bag flashed blue, and all the sun needles in the sky disappeared.

“Shangpin Innate Lingbao?” Di Jun was surprised, anxious to use his divine sense to communicate with the Sun Xuan Needle, and found that there was only a weak reaction.

There are Qiankun in the Qiankun bag, and although the Sun Xuankun Needle is extremely hot, it is trapped by layers of Qiankun in the Qiankun bag.

Di Jun was communicating with the Sun Xuan Needle to break through the Qiankun Bag, while spitting out golden black fire in his mouth.

The golden crow was cremated into a golden crow, flapping its wings and flying towards the introduction.

The blue light flashed again, and the golden crow fire was taken away again.

Di Jun was secretly happy in his heart.

When Qiankun Bag took away the Golden Crow Fire just now, the connection between him and the Sun Xuan Needle strengthened.

“Continue to seduce the connection with the golden crow fire, and take the opportunity to recapture the Sun Xuan Needle.”

The plan was such a plan, but the change was too fast, so fast that Dijun was depressed.

After collecting two more waves of golden black fire, he released the seed bag again.

Seeing the seed bag take away the golden crow fire, Di Jun wanted to scold and lead.

Why are there two bags for the lead?

Di Jun was angry, and copied out the Fusang branch refining the fusang gun in his hand, approaching the lead, the gun was like a dragon, and the gun flowered.

Without retreating, he held the shrine in his right hand and faced the musket.

The musket and the shrine clashed continuously, and the jingle sounded non-stop.

Di Jun urged mana and helped the musket to be gunned into tens of millions.

At the same time, the claws of the golden crow appeared in both hands, flashed to the side of the lead, and grabbed the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

“Why can’t you fight in peace?”

The divine tower in the receiver’s hand suddenly enlarged, and with a gentle swing, he knocked down the thousands of muskets one by one.

“Got it.” Dijun was secretly happy, and the speed of the golden claw was faster.

Seeing that he was about to shoot the Tianling Gai, he saw one after another arms emerge from behind the lead.

“Not good.” Di Jun retreated sharply.

But it’s too late.

Seizing this opportunity, the Thousand Hands Guanyin launched, and a thousand arms struck out at the same time.

“River Tulo Book Protector.”

The Heluo Array rose again beside Di Jun to protect his safety.

The Thousand Hands Guanyin hit the Heluo Great Array, emitting a dense drumming sound.

Seizing this opportunity, the Thousand Hands Kannon continued unceasingly, and the drums continued unceasingly.

However, the River Tuluo Book is not a superb innate spirit treasure, and the Heluo Great Array that turned into stopped all the Thousand Hands Guanyin.

Di Jun waved his musket, trying to remedy the disadvantage.

But the Thousand Hands Guanyin was too fast and too dense, so that Di Jun could only hide in the Heluo Array.

“Brother, I’ll help you.” Taiyi saw that Di Jun had no power to fight back, and controlled the Chaos Bell to fly towards Di Jun.

Of course, Taiyi could not be allowed to get close to Dijun.

Qiankunding and Seven Treasures Mysterious Tree hit the Chaos Bell.

Then he threw out a hundred and eight rosaries.

After the rosary spread out, after surrounding Di Jun from all directions, they crashed towards Di Jun one by one.

Taiyi collected the Chaos Bell, and the rosary scattered and retreated, dragging Taiyi to approach Dijun.

“Di Jun, this battle ended in a draw, how?”

In the dense drumbeat, he asked Di Jun.

Even if they defeat Di Juntaiyi, they won’t get any benefits, so it’s better to stop as soon as possible to avoid Hongjun appearing and punishing them.

In addition, all the immortal gods of the Zixiao Palace could see that this two-on-two competition had the upper hand in connection and quasi-mention.

Although Dijun and Taiyi have the Chaos Bell and the River Tuluo Book, their cultivation is not as good as receiving and producing, and if they drag it on, they will be dragged down by the citation and quasi-mention.

Di Jun also knew this, and he also knew that the words were given to him.

Agree or disagree?

Agree to a draw, and the futon will be introduced and approved.

If you do not agree, you will be defeated by the introduction and quasi-mention, and the futon will also be returned to the introduction and quasi-mention.

Whether you agree or not, the result is the same.

After thinking quickly, Di Jun had to accept the steps arranged by the introduction.

“There are many Taoist Lingbao, which is admirable. Taiyi, stop. ”

Hearing Dijun’s words, Taiyi hung the Chaos Bell above his head.

Then open the Qiankun bag and the seed bag, release all the Sun Xuan Needles and Golden Crow Fire that were taken away, and put away the Qiankunding and the hundred and eight prayer beads.

Di Jun withdrew the River Tuluo Book, withdrew the Sun Xuan Needle, and after retreating the Golden Crow Fire, flew to Taiyi’s side and pulled Taiyi, who still wanted to fight, away.

Zhun Xingxing walked to the side of the guide, and said in a voice: “Brother, two futons, let’s each one of us.” ”

He didn’t respond to Zhun Ti and looked at the immortal gods of the Zixiao Palace.

“If you want to sit on a futon, you can come up and try it. If you win me, the futon will give up. ”

In order to increase the difficulty of the system task, the introduction is done by all means.

Jun Ti’s smile stiffened, and he looked at the lead strangely.

“Brother, what’s wrong with this? Why let the fairies fight for futons? ”

Jun Ti couldn’t figure it out if he wanted to break his head.

The immortals and gods were agitated.

Everyone wants to sit on a futon.

However, the combat power of Zhun Ti who followed this was too strong, and he repelled Dijun and Taiyi, who had the River Tuluo Book and the Chaos Bell.

Although Di Jun and Taiyi are only in the middle stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, with the addition of the innate spirit treasure, their combat power is definitely top-notch.

“Daoist, why don’t you go up and try it?”

“Why don’t you go up?”

Although the immortals and gods were restless, none of them were willing to come out and give it a try.

After waiting for the meeting, I saw that no immortal god came out to challenge, and I was very disappointed.

The difficulty of the task cannot be increased.

“Brother,” Jun Ti, “we might as well sit down first.” ”

“Okay.” There was loss in the answering voice.

He walked to the fifth futon and sat down cross-legged.

Jun Ti followed and sat down on the sixth futon, with a smile on his face.

After sitting down, he looked at Nuwa on the other side, smiled and handed over his hand, “I have seen Nuwa Daoyou.” ”

Kunpeng is a demon clan, and Nuwa, who is also a demon clan, is very dissatisfied with the futon that snatched Kunpeng, and in the face of the smiling introduction, she just nodded coldly and did not respond to the introduction.

Seeing that Nuwa was cold, she stopped talking, closed her eyes and waited for Hongjun.

As soon as he closed his eyes, a burst of coercion fell on the body divine consciousness of the immortal gods of the Purple Xiao Palace.

The noisy Zixiao Palace immediately quieted down.

On the empty futon in the front, Hongjun’s figure appeared.

Hongjun’s appearance was both abrupt and natural, as if he was sitting there in the first place.

“The saint has arrived.” Haotian shouted while pulling at the noise.

The immortal gods immediately stood up and saluted Hongjun, “See the saint.” ”

Hongjun nodded lightly and let the immortals sit down.

Hongjun scanned the six people on the futon and said, “I will preach three times, each time for three thousand years. Subsequent seats cannot be changed. ”

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