Chapter 1295

"The other side, but the creator?" the folding sword Buddha was afraid, and a ancestral realm expert flew out of the opposite camp.

"I am the master of the world of Tibetan Feng and the master of folding sword."

"Oh! Zang Feng world? But I heard that the opponent this time is an expert from the Buddhist world. Why are you here?" although the ancestral realm has a long body, it is a spiritual family in the eyes of the folding sword Buddha.

"So you are also the God of creation?"

"I, the heavenly spirit world Buddha, the Lord of the heavenly spirit world. This time I came to the Taixu battlefield only to find the Earth Spirit root."

"Are you afraid of my involvement in the war when you tell me this?"

"Hehe, no one wants to be an enemy with such an expert as your excellency!" the heavenly spirit Buddha is still smiling.

"No matter how powerful I am, I'm just a layman, but I can't compare with the power instructed by an expert behind you."

As the God of creation, if he is a layman, what is the origin of his so-called expert? Ordinary cultivators must not understand this. They just think he is modest. But on that day, the Holy Spirit Buddha was broken into swords. When the Holy Spirit Buddha said this, a trace of cruelty immediately appeared on his smiling face.

"Lingzu boy, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. No matter what backstage you have, no matter how much you know about the Buddhist world, you don't need a monk to do it. I'm all dead! As for why, don't you have a backstage! Go back and ask your master!"

The folding sword Buddha hurt others, and the spirit clan opposite will fight, but they think they are fast, but the folding sword Buddha's sword is faster! Before the words fell, the meaning of differentiation sword had reached the sight of the heavenly spirit Buddha!

The heavenly spirit Buddha didn't expect the folding sword Buddha to ignore his identity, but as a soul cultivation expert in the ancestral realm, he didn't pay attention to the attacks such as sword meaning and sword Qi. His mind moved slightly, and a soul force barrier like substance blocked him. After the sword intention of the folding sword Buddha hit it, it was directly shattered into a aura and disappeared.

"Hehe, your excellency, this means can be broken by my subordinates. It hurts the harmony..."

In the middle of what the heavenly spirit Buddha said, the soul suddenly disappeared. His subordinates thought that he would also attack the folding sword Buddha and export evil Qi. Bursts of fatigue appeared in the hearts of every spiritual family.

"Lingzu boy, I'll teach you a lesson today. It's your punishment for disrespect! If you dare to speak wildly next time, I'll suck up your aura and turn you all into ghosts! Get out!"

The sword meaning of the Buddha of folding sword can change countless and hurt people invisibly. The heavenly spirit Buddha didn't learn the meaning of sword and didn't understand these, but it was true that he and his men were sucked away. When he appeared again, he looked at the folding sword Buddha fiercely and turned his head and flew towards his own barracks.

The folding sword Buddha took the Banmen sword and stared arrogantly for a while. Seeing that the spirit family really disappeared, he quickly took out two bottles of julingdan and swallowed it. Then he sat down with the sword and slowly returned to the ruins and told Amitabha the story of encountering the heavenly spirit Buddha.

The other party knew his origin and made it clear that there was some secret guidance, or what was the backstage, as scolded by the folding sword Buddha. On his own side, he not only knew nothing about the battlefield and his opponents, but Ye Feng, a living treasure, was abducted. In the face of a large group of spiritual people with high soul power and immune to physical attacks, Amitabha was sweating at that time!

"Old bald donkey! I almost exhausted my soul to shock them back. I can't do it for the next half a month. I'll just go back and cultivate myself. You can do it yourself!"

When the folding sword Buddha finished, he was about to go back. Amitabha suddenly remembered the spirit family raised by Ye Feng, and people were also blocked in front of the folding sword Buddha.

"What are you doing?" the folding sword Buddha glared.

"When you go back to rest, can you discuss with Ye Feng's wives and borrow their spiritual family and warships?"

"Borrow a warship! Ye Feng has been lost! The three women can't tell how to blame me! And Ye Feng's daughter is more powerful than me! She cares about my father, I don't know how to say! As for his two sisters... In short, you can go to whoever you want to talk to! The old man can't mind this business!"

The Buddha of folding sword just turned pale. When it comes to Ye Ling and green, he just turned green. Amitabha, you have also learned the power of Ye Feng's women. Especially when you think of Biluo, you can't help shivering until the folding sword Buddha passed through the ice crystal gate.

Amitabha, I dare not go back and move troops, but I can't show weakness against the battlefield, otherwise my morale will be damaged and I won't be able to fight this battle. So on the day after the world of heavenly spirits met the world of folding sword, he sent three Arhats with three thousand Buddha soldiers to the direction where the world of folding sword found the enemy, looking for the enemy camp and waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

The Buddhist world has been calculated. I don't know how much information has been leaked. Ye Feng was in the lost land, looking at the desolation all over his eyes, and he was helpless.

"Master, didn't the blue monster catch a lot of creatures that day? Since it can be caught, we can certainly find it. In case of any inheritance, wouldn't it be a blessing in disguise?" Qixia smiled and explained when she saw Ye Feng depressed.

"It's enough to master any of the 47 creation rules given by the Supreme Lord to roam Taixu and dominate one side. Unfortunately, the master doesn't have so many sources of faith and can't drive it. Otherwise, if it's just a good rule, even the Taoist ancestors will have to be afraid."

"The law of running for life also counts?" Qixia deliberately interrupted.

"What do you say?"

"The master is really boring! Then you just stay here and watch. We can't go out. We have to find a way?"

"The lost place is a fantasy world formed by the gathering of soul power. Once the illusion is broken, everything in it will be thrown back to Taixu." Ye Feng said, with a slight movement in his eyebrow.

"The master's meaning is to absorb everything here and go to the soul to swim too empty?" Qixia didn't know what Ye Feng felt and didn't dare to talk or move, so she followed Ye Feng's words and continued.

"It's not easy to absorb light, but since you want to travel too empty, you must improve your soul power a little."

Ye Feng's initial soul power benefited from the spirit swallowing decision. He may not remember it, but Huoer remembered it clearly. Hearing that Ye Feng wanted to cultivate his soul power, he immediately ran out and followed the autumn wind. As a result, the master and servant began to devour. An old man with a yellow face and yellow robe appeared in front of Ye Feng with an old face.

"Master, the old man's face is not good. I'm afraid he's not far from death." Huoer sat around the old man.

"You have to be careful. This kind of guy who can't afford to live is the most insidious." Qixia helped.