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Chapter three hundred and ninety sixth desperate fight

Zhenren Xuanji finally injured Maitreya with almost all his strength, but it also made everyone fall into despair.

The Taishang Dao Sword condensed by the Xuanji True Man is nourishing the Tao for a lifetime, and then burning his own soul power can only hurt Maitreya. You can imagine how powerful Maitreya is.

However, no matter how strong the other party is, if everyone does not kill him completely, everyone will die!

The old barbarian ancestor had already gone to his death first, and the demon saint also sighed, embracing the heaven and earth with one hand, as if holding up a giant mountain of heaven and earth, smashing this heaven and earth into Maitreya!

Because they had known before that Maitreya had the magical power of moving space, the mountain-moving demon saint also completely isolated the space this time, and without any difference, most of the spaces in the small Leiyin Temple were included in the attack range.

With a loud bang, Maitreya was directly bombarded underneath, and another mouthful of blood was spurted out.

However, the figure of the demon saint of the mountain also dissipated.

He had already exhausted his energy before, and at this time he had only his own strength left.

Li Xuanzong opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and the Yinfeng of the Seizing Yuan and the Fen Tianliuyan merged into the power of chaos, hitting Maitreya.

The King of Northern Ming recited the Sanskrit sound and turned into the Great Sun Tathagata, and the Buddha's seal was blown down.

The Demon Saint of Qingtian and the Barbarian Tribe were also fighting desperately, and all kinds of attacks were coming, as if crazy.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Maitreya's eyes.

It would be fine if I was injured by the old monk before, but today the strength of these ants is so amazing.

The most important thing is that these people are not afraid of death?

Is it really worth burning your life just to hurt yourself?

"Die it all for me!"

Maitreya stretched out his hand and threw out a golden bulb.

The golden flask rose in the wind and directly sucked Li Xuanzong into it.

Even if Li Xuanzong uses his whole body to bombard it, it is useless, and the power of this golden prick seems to be irresistible.

At the same time, Maitreya took out the acquired human race bag and included all the barbarian patriarchs such as Wu Luo.

These barbarian patriarchs were just strong in body and had average magical powers and cultivation, and could not resist Maitreya's acquired magic weapon.

At the same time, a more magnificent and grand Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata appeared behind Maitreya. With one palm, he directly bombarded the Northern Ming King and instantly vomited blood.

"Just because of you group of ants, you want to hurt me?"

Maitreya looked around, and Li Yingqi and others were even scared and dared not continue to take action.

Ao Zheng opened his mouth and roared angrily, and even spit out a blue demon pill.

The demon pill condensed the water of the East China Sea and rushed towards Maitreya as if it was swelling in the sky.

Blocked by the boundless water of the East China Sea, Maitreya fell directly with a palm, separated the water of the East China Sea, and smashed Ao Zheng's demon pill with one punch!

But at this time Maitreya finally paused, his power was constantly consumed, and at this time he finally had some exhaustion.

But even so, no one present was his opponent.

But at this moment, the golden prick that trapped Li Xuanzong made a loud thud.

Suddenly everyone's eyes were attracted.

"impossible!"

Maitreya shouted subconsciously.

These ants-like monks in the lower realm were able to beat their golden elves?

But at this time, within the golden bulb, Li Xuanzong was not turned into pus and blood by the golden bulb's power.

He was hiding in the Huntian Palace, injecting all his strength into the Huntian Palace, supporting the golden bulb.

Huntian Palace knew the urgent matter at this time, and did not push back and forth, but also assisted Li Xuanzong and constantly bombarded the inside of Jinzhang.

At this time, Maitreya from the outside world quickly wanted to suppress Jin Pang, and the Qinglian Zhenren and Zi Chen Zhenren also tried their best to intercept each other, completely ignoring their own comfort.

Even the Andong King Shen Qingxi gritted his teeth and followed everyone to attack.

The King of Northern Ming sighed and sat cross-legged on the ground, his whole body was actually decomposing.

His whole body turned into endless divine lights, and instantly the Buddha's voice and Sanskrit sing came, and the boundless golden lotus fell, and a blurry and hazy golden phantom appeared in the small Leiyin Temple.

The magnificent Buddha shadow covered the world. With the Buddha shadow picking a flower in his hand, Maitreya was actually crushed by this finger and knelt on the ground, unable to move!

"Lingshan Buddha's rhyme!

How could you, a little demon who has attained the Arhat fruit, use the Lingshan Buddha rhyme?

Even the ordinary Buddhas in Lingshan do not have such a state!"

A look of disbelief flashed in Maitreya's eyes, but he couldn't break free without him no matter how hard he struggled.

"Li Xiaoyou, the future of the Five Continents World is left to you. I hope you don't let me down."

The King of Northern Ming sighed, and the Buddha's shadows all over his body became more and more dimmed. After less than a hundred breaths, they finally dissipated.

With his current realm strength, the time to suppress Maitreya for 100 breaths is already the limit.

However, the body of the Northern Ming King was not left on the ground, but an old dog with snow-white hair appeared.

The head of the thirty-six demon kings, the lord of the Arctic Hanzhou, and the extremely mysterious true body of the North Ming King is actually just an ordinary old dog.

His master was a poor scholar from a small prefecture in Hanzhou, Arctic. He only made a living by writing letters to others every day, and exchanged for some pitiful money for wine and leftovers to support himself and him.

Until one day, the ground was frozen and the scholar never came back after he left, so he waited for his master at the intersection, one day, two days, three days.

Until he was about to starve to death, an old monk appeared, gave him a trace of spiritual energy, saved him, and asked him if it was worth it to do this?

The King of Northern Ming did not speak, but continued to look at the intersection where his master returned home with his eyes.

The old monk sighed and gave the Northern Ming King a pill and a scripture.

Decades later, there was no old dog waiting for his master at the intersection, and there was an extra little demon of practicing Buddhism in the world of practice.

Hundreds of years later, the city had turned into ruins, and the little demon also became the King of the Northern Ming Dynasty, which was famous in the Hanzhou of the Arctic, but he was still the old dog who had been waiting for his master in the snow and ice.

Just as the Northern Ming King died, Huntian Palace instantly broke through the golden pricks, and a loud roar was heard in the entire Little Leiyin Temple.

Maitreya spurted out blood, his face instantly gray.

That golden prick is a magic weapon for his life practice, but has it been broken by someone?

But the moment I saw Huntian Palace? Maitreya suddenly said in surprise: "Huntian Palace!? Why are you here?"

Maitreya's tone contained horror and disbelief, and even a hint of fear.

Li Xuanzong did not answer him, but what he greeted him was a punch that changed into the state of Dharma heaven and earth.

A punch that was enough to break the way of heaven and earth hit Maitreya!
Chapter completed!
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