Chapter 1195

When this Buddha light flickered in the void, it suddenly shrouded around Han Siyuan.

At that moment, Han Siyuan seemed to be locked by the Tathagata Buddha.

"Buddhist and Taoist supernatural powers? Are you a disciple of Tantra?"

Han Siyuan's reaction was just like those people in the devil's palace at the beginning, because now in the 3300 world, the reputation of Esoteric Buddhism as a holy land of Buddhism and Taoism is too strong.

So that when anyone sees the Tathagata palm print displayed by Xiao Naihe, they immediately think that Xiao Naihe is a disciple of Esoteric Buddhism.

However, at this time, Han Siyuan shook his head and said, "no, even monk Xuanji of Esoteric Buddhism has reached 99 times of aperture and reached the stage of great fullness. But the 88 times of aperture you visualize has not yet reached great perfection. Unexpectedly, there are other people in the world who can practice Orthodox Buddhism and Taoism to this level."

Han Siyuan was surprised.

But his fist intention was still so fierce that the whole void was almost torn open with one blow.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang

At this time, his fist was intended to hit the past in the void, and there was a smell of sulfur everywhere, like a fist blowing the whole volcano to pieces.

In an instant, there was no shadow.

"Here comes my second punch."

Han Siyuan shouted fiercely. His fist meaning seemed like a dragon. Although his dragon meaning was slightly inferior to that of the emperor real dragon armor on Xiao Naihe, his own strength was no less than that of any real dragon.

At the moment of a blow, the huge space almost had to be shattered.

"The seven levels of supremacy are worthy of being the creator. Sister Han, I'm afraid your father's strength is no lower than my master."

The cold moon looked at it and couldn't help sighing. Her look changed constantly.

Lin Yueru was also stunned. She nodded and said, "yes, yes, it's so powerful. Even if it's my father, I'm afraid it's not bad."

Han Wantong did not speak, but Wang Junqi smiled: "Fifteen hundred years ago, the Taoist priest of heaven and earth in shangsanqing became the creator of the seven levels of the supreme realm, and even began to touch the stage of thunder over the nine robbers. There is also Yue Ru, your father, the reincarnator of the great Shang emperor, and the creator of achievement. These two people are the top figures in the world, and we are all at the same level."

With that, Wang Junqi's face changed again. She looked at Xiao Naihe and said slowly: "And Xiao Daoyou, a young man, although he didn't break through the seven levels of the supreme realm and become the creator. However, with his current means and his Taoist instruments and Qi, he is afraid to be the first person under the creator. No wonder the great emperor Zhentian will die in the hands of this child and die unjustly."

Xiao Naihe's method was really deep, which shocked everyone present.

At this time, Xiao Naihe, the 88 heavy aperture shrouded behind him, was integrated into the Tathagata Buddha. The Buddha suddenly opened his eyes, and a burst of pure light was released in his eyes. In the noble space, a golden ocean filled the past.

After a while, it was all over the top.

Suddenly, a fist hit directly.

Han Siyuan hit the Tathagata Buddha like Mars hit the earth.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The loud noise made a huge hole in the void.

Xiao Naihe's mind immediately filled in. After a while, he only saw the Tathagata Buddha stay in the void, and the fist meaning had disappeared.

In other words, the second move, Han Siyuan still did not defeat Xiao Naihe.

"Good, good, good! Xiao Daoyou, you are really powerful. No wonder the great emperor Zhentian will die in your hands. As far as your current means are concerned, I'm afraid the creator in the world can compete."

Up to now, Han Siyuan really treats Xiao Naihe as a character at this stage. Xiao Naihe's strength, tools and means have been recognized by Han Siyuan.

"The third move, the light of creation!"

Suddenly, the whole sky was chaotic. Xiao Naihe suddenly felt that the spirit seemed to be shrouded.

The Tathagata Buddha behind suddenly became thin.

"This is my unique skill to become famous. I learned the Tao when I stepped into the creator. Now, you come and pick it up!"

Han Siyuan drank, and suddenly a golden light filled the void, as if pieces of golden pictures and texts were diffuse above.

The whole space seems to have become a landscape painting, and Han Siyuan is the master of landscape painting.

Twist, or twist.

Xiao could not help feeling that the spirits were to be manipulated at that moment.

"The creator is worthy of being the creator. Han Siyuan's accomplishments are only higher than those in too frosty days."

Xiao Naihe raised his eyebrows. Suddenly, the 88 fold aperture behind him seemed to be about to break through. Suddenly, it became flashing. Bursts of Sanskrit came: "smell that you should have great compassion. Observe all sentient beings. Don't give up. Think about all dharmas. There is no rest. Do no supreme karma. Don't ask for results. Know the realm. It's like a dream. It's like a shadow. It's also like change."

"Life and death is a big thing in the world. You only ask for blessing all day. You don't ask for leaving the sea of suffering from life and death. Your nature is like a mystery. How can blessing be saved."

This burst of Sanskrit suddenly came in, as if persuading Han Siyuan to put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha.

Suddenly, a huge divine wheel appeared behind Xiao Naihe. At that moment, it seemed that heaven and earth had become very chaotic.

However, what Xiao showed at this moment was the two magical powers of demon and Buddhism, as well as a fist, the light of humanity.

The whole space is the power of Xiao Naihe.

"This is... Evil, humanity, Buddhism?"

Han Siyuan was shocked. Seeing the power of Xiao Naihe's three main roads, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"It's the legendary son of sanxiu. Are you the son of sanxiu?"

However, as soon as his voice fell, all the golden pictures and texts in the void were neutralized by the power of these three roads.

Han Siyuan stepped back a few steps and looked at Xiao Naihe with horror.

In an instant, Han Siyuan suppressed his terrible look, vomited a mouthful of turbidity and said, "good job, you won, boy, you are really powerful. You are the son of sanxiu!"

Xiao smiled, put away the divine wheel behind him, and said with a smile, "Han Daoyou accepted."

"Son of sanxiu, I finally know why you can kill Zhentian emperor."