Chapter 351 If you win, you pretend to lose and call your father
It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes.
Then the murderous intention comes back again.
The power of the saint is incomparable, enough to wipe out the East China Sea in an instant.
And that power is enough to affect the three realms, making all forces uneasy.
"Boom!"
The collapsed space is like broken glass, peeling off one after another.
Even the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals cannot withstand the power of this saint.
In desperation, Sun Xiaosheng had no choice but to integrate the small world of Shifang he had already created into the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals.
I just look forward to the small worlds in the ten directions sharing the power of the saint.
However, even so, the prospects are still worrying.
After all, the power of a saint can destroy a world in an instant.
Even if it is the world of ten directions, it only takes a little effort.
"terrible."
"This is the strength of a saint!"
Ancestor Bodhi looked ugly.
I thought I could escape Tathagata's pursuit by joining Huaguo Mountain.
But I didn't expect that it would lead to a pick-up.
Below the saints are all ants.
Even a quasi-sage is no exception.
This time, Jie Yin would rather kill the hundreds of millions of creatures in Huaguo Mountain than kill Sun Xiaosheng.
The cost is undoubtedly huge.
But in the eyes of a saint, no matter who they are, they are the same.
His purpose is nothing more than to smooth the way for Buddhism and eliminate threats to the Western world.
At this moment, Sun Xiaosheng didn't know whether he should be happy that Yin Yin was looking up to him, or worried that he was about to be obliterated.
However, I am afraid that all the forces in the three realms will be aware of this commotion.
If Zixiao Palace can be informed about the invitation to descend to earth, then it will be possible to save him.
And during this period of time, he could only give everything he had and try his best to survive!
"go!"
A low shout sounded.
Sun Xiaosheng once again sacrificed several magic weapons.
The twelve-level world-destroying black lotus, the god-killing spear, and the map of mountains and rivers.
Even the Wudang Immortal Palace and the Innate Gourd Vine were taken out by him.
They were sacrificed together to the great formation of ten thousand immortals to resist the temptation.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
The saint's powerful destructive power nearly shattered the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
He made an unwilling struggling sound.
You must know that the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is more than just a collection of hundreds of millions of creatures.
There are also many blessings from the best innate spiritual treasures.
Still unable to withstand Jie Yin's attack.
This was the first time he personally experienced the terror of a saint.
"Ruined!"
Ancestor Bodhi said in despair.
The hundreds of millions of creatures in Huaguo Mountain also looked troubled.
Although they did not even complain about it like Patriarch Bodhi did.
But it is not difficult to see from their faces that they have the same pessimistic thoughts.
"system."
"How much merit do I still have, Mr. Sun?"
Sun Xiaosheng gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.
His final trump card is undoubtedly the system.
As long as you are not dead, the system will not disappear.
"The total merit accumulated by the host is 213 million."
The system immediately calculated the statistics for him.
Sun Xiaosheng nodded.
He usually practices in seclusion and only exchanges some heavenly materials and earthly treasures when necessary.
Used to replenish spiritual energy.
Most of the merits have been preserved.
Originally, he wanted to exchange it for a Pangu ax in one go. No matter what happened, it would still be an innate treasure.
But things went counterproductive.
The saint actually came to the door in advance.
After using all means, he still could not resist the power of the saint.
Then he can only spend money to eliminate the disaster.
"Put all these merits into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."
"As long as you can resist the invitation, resist it as long as you can!"
Sun Xiaosheng sighed softly.
My heart is bleeding!
Those more than 200 million merit points were the wealth he had accumulated over several decades.
How many times did it take to kill Tang Monk to get it.
It's a pity that this old man was seduced.
He couldn't help but vow that when he got through this disaster, he would make the Western world repay him twice as much.
"At the request of the host, all 213 million merits will be used to strengthen the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."
The system replied coldly.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully creating the array of gods and demons!"
"This formation can withstand the full attack of a saint and will never be damaged!"
Suddenly, the system posted an unexpected message.
Sun Xiaosheng couldn't help but be stunned.
Array of gods and demons?
Was it his more than 200 million merits that evolved the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation?
Before he could guess it, the more than 200 million merits were shot into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation by the system like countless meteors.
Mysterious runes were repaired one after another, changing the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
Like a magnificent dome, countless haloes of light circulate endlessly.
Just looking at it makes it feel extremely sturdy.
"Bang!"
The supreme power that was directed fell on the great formation of gods and demons, and it only made a crisp sound.
Then, it turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated in the air.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Jie Yin's eyes widened even more, and he was stunned on the spot.
All forces are always paying attention to the direction of the East China Sea.
When they saw that the power of the saint was easily resisted, they were all stunned.
"what's the situation?"
"The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation has changed!"
"What formation is this?"
Under the dome of golden light, Patriarch Bodhi murmured foolishly.
In the entire Three Realms, no one except Sun Xiaosheng knew what happened.
But Sun Xiaosheng was the only one who was busy with heartache.
That was 213 million merits, and they were all gone like that!
However, so much merit is not wasted.
The array of gods and demons is indeed as powerful as the system said.
Even 50% of the magic power cast by Lian Yin failed to cause any damage to it.
It's really too strong!
"Ahem!"
A cough broke the awkward silence.
Sun Xiaosheng summoned the somersault cloud and rode it up.
In an instant, countless pairs of eyes in the three realms looked at this creature targeted by the saint.
Not long ago, no one thought he would survive.
He would even involve hundreds of millions of living beings in Huaguo Mountain to be buried with him.
But, how long has it been?
That Ten Thousand Immortals Formation... no, it should be said to be the great formation of gods and demons, it actually withstood 50% of the magic power!
"Stinky bald donkey!"
"Weren't you very cool just now?"
"Give me another one to see!"
Sun Xiaosheng laughed without any scruples.
By the way, raise the international friendly gesture to better greet the whole family.
Oh, forgot.
Jingyin has no family, he is an orphan!
"Monkey!"
"you wanna die!"
Although Jie Yin could not understand international friendly gestures, he knew that Sun Xiaosheng definitely had no good intentions.
He is a saint.
One of the two saints of the West.
Even if it was Sanqing, he would not accept it.
This little bug from the lower world actually insulted him!
If he didn't do something, wouldn't it mean that all the other people in the three realms would look down on him?
Therefore, Jie Yin was very angry.
The consequences are also serious.
The supreme power was instantly mobilized by him.
With the sound of "rumbling", Aolai Kingdom was once again destroyed by the power of the saint.
But Jie Yin still needs to control his measure, otherwise if he attacks with all his strength, the Three Realms will inevitably collapse.
But even though he tried his best to suppress his anger, he still used a lot of magic power.