The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 269 Invite the gods to possess you, and the spiritual official will come to the world!
Zhang Jiuyang didn’t know who this crazy old man was, but he knew that he was very strong and unfathomable.

The Evil-Slaying Sword, which the Ghost Mother had to use several arms to barely hold down before, was now held in his one hand, like a dragon or snake being grasped by its seven inches, unable to move at all.

Zhang Jiuyang's divine eye fell on him, but he could not see through him at all.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation. In the past, even if it was the Painted Skin Master or the Two-Faced Buddha, he could see the karma of the other party. But when facing this crazy old man, his third eye seemed to have failed.

Like an abyss.

"Have you seen my hide?"

"Give me back my skin..."

He muttered something to himself, and the hand holding the Evil-Slaying Sword began to unconsciously exert force. There were actually wisps of fairy light flowing in his palm, making the Evil-Slaying Sword make a crackling sound.

If the Evil-Slaying Sword had not been reborn, it would probably have been broken by it at this moment.

"What the hell, who are you, senior?"

Zhang Jiuyang was puzzled.

"No, you have seen it, right on you!"

"You are a thief. You stole my skin!"

"Thieves... all deserve to die!"

The crazy old man became angrier and angrier as he spoke. His dirty white hair danced wildly in the wind. His voice became louder and louder, and finally it sounded like rolling thunder exploding on the top of the mountain.

An extremely powerful aura rose from him, and the entire Ganquan Mountain was rumbling, as if it could not bear the weight.

Zhang Jiuyang was horrified. He quickly activated the Pure Yang Golden Elixir and input his magic power into his Heavenly Eye. The fire in his eye between his eyebrows burned brightly and he performed the Heavenly Eye illusion, hoping to shock the opponent's spirit.

The strength of this crazy old man is unfathomable, but it seems that he has mental problems. Perhaps his soul is his weakness.

But he soon found out that he was wrong, and very wrong.

Under the judgment of the Heavenly Eye, the crazy old man still stood tall like a mountain, allowing the Jade Pivot Sky Fire to burn on his body without moving an inch.

Perhaps it was not burning, but the heavenly fire would automatically avoid his body.

He raised his feet, and with every step he took, the surrounding heavenly fire retreated a little, and his body became taller in the illusion world.

After nine steps, his body had become as big as a mountain, while his eyes, which were as bright as the sun, had become as small as fireflies.

He raised his fist like a god picking stars and the moon, and pinched the flaming eye that was trying to judge him in his palm and squeezed it gently.

The illusion is shattered.

Zhang Jiuyang uttered a muffled sound, and his third eye closed automatically. Blood flowed from the scar between his eyebrows, indicating that he was injured.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

It’s not like no one had ever broken the Sky Eye illusion before, but this was the first time he had seen someone do it with such amazing means.

The crazy old man just now even gave him a feeling of...a god.

The terrifying aura was not inferior to that of Zhong Kui when he was summoning gods back then!
Who is he?

"Brother Jiu, be careful, he is the crazy old man in hell!"

In the distance, Ali was riding on a black dragon and shouting loudly. She looked at the crazy old man with horror. He actually chased her from hell?

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked when he heard this, it turned out to be him!

The man who was imprisoned in the deepest part of the Nine Netherworlds and who inherited the Jade Tripod Nine Immortals Diagram by painting it on his own skin, actually came to the world of the living?

The Jade Tripod Nine Immortals Diagram, each diagram represents a different level of heaven. According to Ali, the old man seemed to have completed the first eight diagrams, but was trapped on the ninth diagram, and even became crazy because of it.

That is to say, he might be a peerless master who has reached the eighth level of Yang God!
A land immortal!
Thinking of this, Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath and said, "Senior, I also practice the Jade Cauldron Mysterious Art. I took the skin just for the purpose of practicing. I will return it to you now."

He should admit defeat when it is time to do so, and he is indeed not in the right in this matter.

Zhang Jiuyang took out the human skin from his arms. On it was painted the fourth picture, which was a picture of a large and small cauldron.

The crazy old man immediately let go of the Evil-Slaying Sword and held the picture tightly.

But he did not seem to calm down. Instead, he stared at the human skin picture, his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot and red, as if filled with endless murderous intent and anger.

"You thieves, you robbers!"

"You all deserve to die for coveting my Yuding Palace!!"

"Kill! Kill you all!"

He roared, shaking the mountains, and then he clenched his fist. Just as he made a fisting motion, Ganquan Mountain began to shake violently and the Lingguan Temple collapsed quickly.

A huge phantom of a treasure tripod appeared in the air, with three legs and two ears, nine dragons entwined around it, shining with immortal light, and extremely noble, as if it could suppress the destiny of the nine provinces and the universe.

The fist is like nine tripods, suppressing the universe!
Boom!

The black dragon in the sky whimpered and fell like a cannonball. Some flying birds exploded into bloody mud. The clouds were shattered by an invisible air wave, and dark cracks appeared in the sky.

It's like heaven pouring down.

The peaks near Ganquan Mountain collapsed one after another. Before the fist arrived, the fist's intent had already crushed the mountains.

Perhaps because of the protection of some kind of good fortune, Ganquan Mountain did not collapse, but it was still shaky and cracks appeared on the mountain.

The Lingguan Temple collapsed inch by inch. Even the Lingguan statue, which had been majestic and solemn from beginning to end, was covered with cracks and shattered with a snap.

"Ling, Lord Ling is broken..."

There was a trace of despair in the temple keeper's eyes, as if some kind of faith had collapsed. Even the Spirit Official couldn't stop it?

With this punch, the entire Lingguan Temple would probably be reduced to dust. He tried desperately to stand up, but the fist nailed his body to the ground, and his bones seemed to be broken, as if he was carrying a huge stone weighing ten thousand pounds.

The newborn baby girl, whose umbilical cord had not even been cut yet, raised her little hands, emitting invisible spiritual power fluctuations, helping her parents block the impact of the fist.

Otherwise, these two ordinary people would instantly turn into dust like the statue.

But all these are in vain. The moment this punch lands, everything will be reduced to ashes.

But at this critical moment, a figure stood up with fist intent.

Zhang Jiuyang's long hair was disheveled, his body was swaying, and the hostility in his eyes increased and turned red, as if there was a flame burning in his eyes.

"The innate commander, the One-Qi God. The great spiritual officer who punishes the gods in the capital, the selfless and fierce officer of the three realms..."

Zhang Jiuyang held the Lingguan Seal in his hands, recited the Lingguan Treasure Edict, and started to invite the gods to possess him.

As he chanted, a vast, masculine and overbearing aura boiled over his body. His anger soared into the sky, and he supported all the fist intentions with his own strength, even making his fists move slower and slower.

The Lingguan Temple finally stopped shaking.

The pressure on everyone was also relieved.

"Golden eyes and red hair, he is called Thunder God of Three-Five Fire Trains. With a phoenix beak and silver teeth, he commands millions of Pixiu gods. He soars through the clouds and commands thunder. He brings rain, clears the sky, drives away evil spirits, and cures diseases..."

For the first time, surprise appeared in the crazy old man's eyes. He seemed to sense some kind of threat, and his fist intention was blocked. He opened his mouth and spit out thunder and fire, trying to stop Zhang Jiuyang.

Although he was not in his right mind, his amazing fighting instinct made him sense the danger from Zhang Jiuyang.

These thunder and fire were the punishment he swallowed in hell. Others tried to avoid them, but he absorbed them into his stomach to refine his internal organs, and could even spray them out to attack his enemies during a fight.

This shows how terrifying the physical body is and how powerful the cultivation is.

But his plan to use thunder and fire to attack Wang Lingguan, the God of Fire and Thunder, was a wrong one.

The thunder and fire from the Nine Nether Hell immediately became extremely obedient when they fell on Zhang Jiuyang, and even lingered around his body like guards.

"I have observed the mistakes of the Jade Emperor for twelve years. I have accumulated hundreds of thousands of merits and have vowed to assist the ancestors. I am extremely brave and save the dying and the living. I have preached the teachings in every corner and held forums everywhere. I am a fierce official and a fire engine. Taiyi Thunder God Yinghua Tianzun!"

"Disciple Zhang Jiuyang, please ask Wang Lingguan to possess me!"

As the precious edict was completely recited, the sky suddenly became windy and cloudy, forming a large swirling black cloud. In the center of the black cloud, there was an eye-like existence.

It was as if God was angry and opened his eyes to look down on the world.

This scene is exactly the same as the last time when Zhong Kui was invited to descend to the world.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly closed his eyes, his aura became vast and majestic, he just stood there quietly, yet seemed to hold up the entire world.

When he opened his eyes again, the Jade Pivot Sky Fire spread from his feet.

hum!
A sharp sound of wind was heard, like the sound of a propeller spinning at high speed, mixed with the whistling sound of flames, completely illuminating the night.

Those were the wind and fire wheels under his feet.

As the heavenly fire spread, the white robe was gradually dyed into golden armor, the Dragon Binding Rope hung from his waist, the Evil-Slaying Sword turned into a golden whip, and even his appearance changed drastically.

With a red face and beard, his injured third eye opened again, and golden light shot straight into the sky, more dazzling than ever before.

An indescribable sacredness and majesty permeated between heaven and earth, causing all evil to retreat and all demons to be terrified.

Boom!

The God of Heaven was enraged and sent down bolts of lightning, including many purple ones, which were far more powerful than the time when Zhong Kui descended.

Even a strong person in the sixth realm would be reduced to ashes when facing such a thunder tribulation.

However, He just glared at them, and the thunders actually hesitated, as if they wanted to fall down, but also seemed to want to go back, and they were stuck in the air.

Even the thunder stood still.

Trying to seize power from God!
"Ling, Lord Ling!"

The temple keeper immediately fell to his knees with tears in his eyes.

He actually saw the Spiritual Master, who appeared and attached himself to Taoist Zhang to protect them.

In an instant, all the hesitation and doubt in his heart disappeared completely, replaced by an incomparably pure firmness and piety.

Looking at the familiar figure, he bowed slowly.

From now on, he is willing to convert completely, become the most devout believer of Lingguan Ye, and spend his whole life practicing the way of Lingguan.

Not only him, but even the baby girl seemed to have been baptized by some kind of divine power, and her black pupils were always looking at the godly figure.

"kill!!!"

The crazy old man came forward resolutely, with fairy light flowing all over his body, and the phantom of the treasure tripod behind him almost solidified.

Demons would be afraid when they saw Wang Lingguan, and ordinary people would have the urge to worship him, but the crazy old man was an exception. He waved his fist in front of Wang Lingguan.

It has been a long time since he encountered such a strong opponent.

"Skin thief, fight me!!"

With a roar that shook the sky, he forcibly broke through the flames and thunder surrounding Wang Lingguan. Only a few strands of hair and corners of his clothes were burned black, but his eyes were extremely excited and his fighting spirit was boiling.

What responded to him were Wang Lingguan’s red eyes and a golden whip that shone as brightly as the sun.

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(End of this chapter)