Just as the Seven Half-Saints were shouting, suddenly, the purple mist shook violently.

As the purple mist exploded, a vast sound slowly rose from outside the purple mist.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's voice suppressed the strong smell of blood in this place and disappeared in an instant.

In the midst of the frightened and angry seven semi-saints, a man dressed in white was seen coming slowly out of the purple mist.

This is a monk. If the Seven Half Saints had not known that the Buddha's voice came from the mouth of this white-robed man, they would never have believed that this monk who could not see the slightest bit of Buddhist power would have made a big splash among the Buddhists in the Western Regions.

A brilliant existence.

"Fight the Buddha!"

There was a sound of shock and anger coming from the mouth of one of the creatures.

The monk in white looked at this place with his eyebrows slightly lowered.

"All living beings have their own lives, and killing them like this should be punished!"

His clasped hands were slightly explored, and in an instant, a golden rod came from his ears, and suddenly changed into an eight-foot-long stick, spinning in the air, and suddenly fell on the body of one of the semi-saints.

Before the half-saint could even react, he was hit in the body by this stick. His hideous and terrifying body exploded into a bloody mist in an instant.

"The little monk fights to send you all into reincarnation!"

The golden stick slowly returned to the hands of the monk in white, and there was a constant buzzing on the stick.

In an instant, the expressions of the other six ancient semi-saint beings all changed.

Killing one of them instantly, even if that creature is the weakest among their seven creatures, is enough to witness the terror of the white-robed monk.

The most important thing is that this white-robed monk is not yet a semi-saint, but is only in the third realm of Hunyuan.

The third realm of Hunyuan!

The six creatures looked at each other and couldn't help but roared.

There are eagles singing, crocodiles roaring, tigers roaring...

Fighting against the Buddha, in the third realm of Hunyuan, one man overthrew the ancient creatures and created a pure land of Buddha realm.

Amid the roars and roars of these six semi-saint beings, the monk in white clothes stood fiercely amidst the roar of the violent wind.

Immediately, the monk in white slowly raised his head, his dark golden eyes instantly silenced the whole world.

In his hand, the Half-Emperor Staff moved slowly.

Behind him, countless Buddha lights gathered, and the vast Buddha light transformed into four phases.

One Dharma-like figure, with an ape face and an eight-foot-long body, wearing a golden heavenly armor, a golden crown with a sky-facing feather on his head, purple gold boots on his feet, a stick in his hand, and a pair of eyes that are as stubborn and unruly as if they were destroying the world.

One Dharma form, a seven-foot ape body, two pupils of different colors, one pupil dark, one pupil white, a golden Buddha robe hanging from the body, hanging down to cover the feet, the hair all over the body is slender, and some of the hair overflows from the golden Buddha robe.

A dharma image still has the face of an ape, but the body is ten feet long, with arms hanging down like shoulders, wearing gold and silver heavenly armor, with a day on the left shoulder, and a bright moon sitting on the right shoulder.

Thousands of mountains.

The figure is sitting cross-legged, with a naked upper body, light golden hair, slightly short, and delicate facial features, more like a human face, but a pair of eyes seems to contain a starry sky, and there are six ears.

The four figures stood horizontally behind the monk in white. The monk in white looked at the six living creatures with his pair of golden Buddha eyes.

Immediately, his feet stepped out, and a golden rod broke off the many immortal bones and landed on the body of one of the semi-saint creatures.

Flesh and blood spattered, and the semi-saint creature wailed before being slammed down on the altar by the stick.

The altar roared, and even the cracks above it were almost unstable.

The four great ape-faced Dharma forms are more like a formation, falling in all directions. The four great powers of earth, fire, feng shui, and containing the overwhelming sound of Buddha, are sealing this big flesh and blood altar.

The monk in white frowned slightly as he looked at the five ancient creatures that were charging towards him.

When he came, his original intention was just to kill this clan of creatures for the sake of

It's just revenge for the lives of a city that perished in his hands.

He never thought that there would be such a change. Although he didn't know where this altar led to, it filled him with a kind of fear in his heart.

Although there was no wind or waves in that crack, he felt like there was endless chill coming from it.

He has cultivated Buddhist magical powers, which allow him to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and differentiate between life and death. When he stepped into this place, he had already noticed that if something walked out of the crack, he would never be able to get out of this place with his current strength.

"Is this why you wantonly slaughter all living beings in this world?" There was a faint anger burning in the eyes of the monk in white, and he showed no mercy at all with the half-emperor stick in his hand.

boom!

His stick moved and he fought with the five great creatures.

The sky shattered and the earth shattered, the immortal bones were annihilated, and the altar roared. It was just a confrontation of dozens of moves.

The five great beings, including the six great beings who were seriously injured, were actually suppressed by the monk in white.

Each of its sticks has the power to break through thousands of mountains. Even the power of Taoism and magical powers were blasted away by this stick.

The ancient creatures of the six Heavenly Corpse Clan were all roaring, but their bodies inevitably had wounds, their blood and bones cracked, and parts of their bodies were shattered into nothingness.

At this moment, the white-clothed monk's face turned pale. He suddenly raised his head and stepped down without hesitation.

His body suddenly disappeared from the spot and rushed into the sky.

And in the land where he was before, there was a faint flame, which was so white that it merged into the blood desert in an instant.

The blood desert and the immortal bones turned into nothingness in this instant.

A huge pit appeared in the white-clothed monk's eyes, causing his golden pupils to tremble slightly.

He looked at the crack at the top of the altar.

At some point, a figure slowly walked out of the crack.

This is a man with a pale face and no trace of blood.

Behind it, dragon wings spread out, and the whole body is dark red.

The silver-white hair is swaying wildly, and every strand of hair is a fairy snake. The ears are dark red, like fox ears, on its head, among the silver-white fairy snakes.

One of his pupils is like a dragon, and the other is like a phoenix.

This creature slowly landed on the top of the altar.

He easily passed over the sealing technique exerted by Si Xiang and regarded it as nothing.

"It's finally out!" The Heavenly Corpse Saint Ancestor murmured softly. He showed a satisfied smile, picked up his severed hand, and connected it to his right arm.

I saw the severed hand go into the right arm, and there were countless Saint Yuan silk threads on the arm, sewing the broken arm together.

He glanced slightly sideways, looking at the spell-casting form that was performing the sealing technique, "What is this?"

"Monkey?"

Immediately, his eyes slowly moved.

boom!

From his eyes, dragons and phoenixes appeared. A golden dragon was ten thousand feet long, swimming in the world. In an instant, it swallowed up the four phases. The white-clothed monk did not even have a chance to react.

And the colorful phoenix opened its mouth and shrouded his body like it was blocking out the sky and the sun.

"saint!?"

"Ancient Saint!?"

Even the white-robed monk's complexion couldn't help but change suddenly at this moment.

He immediately turned around and left without looking back.

When he stepped out with both feet, the immortal energy burst into endless golden mist, pushing his body away from here.

Its speed is so fast that even ordinary pseudo-sages can hardly react unexpectedly.

The Heavenly Corpse Ancestor looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile softly.

He looked at the six terrified creatures, the one that had perished.

"Has a statue been destroyed? Then

Let’s build another one!”

"Let's use part of this human race as the material. As for the soul, just take it!"

Behind him, the pair of dragon wings shook slightly.

In an instant, his body had disappeared.

In the blood desert, a monk in white clothes passed away, with a drop of cold sweat slowly sliding down his forehead.

"They are definitely not the ancient creatures that became saints in the Western Region. This ancient creature is more than ten times more powerful than those creatures!"

"Is it possible..."

The white-clothed monk's face faded with blood, "Did he come out of the forbidden area?"
Chapter completed!