The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 729: Meeting an old friend, shaking the devil in the sky!

In the Shenju Mountain Tomb, Zhang Jiuyang closed his grandfather's crystal coffin again and set up some additional protective formations. After bowing again, he turned and left.

The tenderness in his eyes instantly turned into coldness.

He will definitely avenge his grandfather!
During the ancient war, those gods who were enemies of humans and killed my grandfather...not a single one of them can escape!
Boom!

A crack suddenly appeared in the tomb of the master of Shenju Mountain, and a ray of lightning flew out from it. In an instant, it soared into the sky and stood in the vast sea of ​​clouds.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on his body, as if giving him a layer of glow. The yin and yang energies flowed between his fingers, as if manipulating the universe.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly closed his eyes.

In an instant, he heard countless voices.

The Pure Yang Celestial Immortal can hear the sounds of heaven and earth and listen to the wishes of all living beings. Anyone who asks for something in the three realms and ten directions will be responded to.

"Woo woo woo, save us, someone come save us!"

As the flood raged, the family climbed onto the roof, looked at the gradually rising water level, and hugged each other and cried in despair.

"Mother, it hurts so much..."

A little girl whose body was half broken in the earthquake was calling for her mother with her last bit of consciousness.

However, what she didn't know was that her mother had also been buried in the rubble and had long since died.

"Please don't eat me, I'm a piece of meat..."

In the town, some old men knelt down and begged, and what responded to them was a bloody mouth as big as a black hole.

……

Some of these are happening now, and some have already ended.

Zhang Jiuyang heard the cries of countless wronged souls, and at the same time, he also heard the sounds of fighting.

"Disciples of Bashu Sword Pavilion, all of you should offer a sword sacrifice!"

"We monks are here, how can we allow the demons to run rampant? Kill them!!"

"Hahaha, seventy years of hard training, just for this one sword!"

Among these many voices, Zhang Jiuyang heard a somewhat familiar voice.

"Disciples of Feixian Cave, quickly set up the Tiangang Thunder Punishment Formation!"

"Don't delay, hurry up, there's a gap in the western formation, fill it up!"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes moved. That was the voice of Master Yimei of Feixian Cave!

With a thunder, his figure disappeared, and only a flash of lightning could be vaguely seen, penetrating the sky and earth, breaking through the clouds and the sun, and disappearing in an instant.

……

"Master, many of our disciples are running out of mana. These are the monsters under the command of the Three Yin Dragon Lords, and there is also the Monster King. We can't hold on any longer. Please leave now!"

In the Tiangang Thunder Punishment Formation, a disciple looked anxious and shouted loudly to Yimei Zhenren.

The sea of ​​demons on all sides was like a tide, densely packed, crashing into the formation condensed by thunder like crazy, even if it meant turning into charcoal.

Some gods like to work alone, while others like to build up power without having to do everything themselves.

Master Yimei presided over the center of the formation. He knew clearly that once he left, the last elite disciples in the sect would be wiped out.

However, faced with this terrifying tide of monsters and the several monster kings behind the scenes whose aura was no less powerful than his own, he also felt despair.

"Let's fight! We are practicing thunder magic, how can we escape from the battlefield?"

Yimei shouted angrily. He, who had practiced Yin Thunder all his life, now displayed the strength and dominance of Yang Thunder.

"Disciples of Feixian Cave, listen up!"

"promise!"

"Follow me and fight your way out of this encirclement!!"

After saying this, Master Yimei gave up defending the formation and instead made a thunder seal with his hands.

"Thunder is rumbling in the sky, thunder is roaring on the ground. Dragon thunder rolls over the water, fire thunder burns the sky. Mountain thunder collapses, five qi surges. The immortal's command destroys all evil traces!" Boom!

An incomparably dazzling bolt of lightning fell, like a magic needle descending from the sky, with golden light on the outside and purple energy on the inside, tearing through the void, and around it appeared the phantom of the Nine Heavens Thunder City and the images of the thirty-six thunder generals.

Even the sun in the sky dimmed in an instant, and the entire earth was shaking violently, as if the land of China was sinking.

Shocking news, earth-shaking!
The whistling air current made everyone retreat, and the thunder and fire burned the sky red.

When everything calmed down, there was no longer any sea of ​​monsters or beasts in sight. All the monsters were reduced to ashes, including those monster kings of the sixth and seventh realms.

What was even more shocking was that the remaining lightning Qi actually automatically transformed into Taiyi Wood Deity lightning Qi, which was filled with vitality, repairing the scorched earth, and even allowing some disciples to recover quickly from their injuries.

"Pa... Master..."

The disciples all stuttered as they watched this scene.

"You, you have such a powerful thunder technique... why... didn't you use it earlier?"

Master Yimei looked at his hands with a strange expression and said, "This lightning... was not caused by me."

He is well aware of his own level. Not to mention him, even if the founder of Feixian Cave was resurrected and attracted the legendary innate purple thunder, it might not be so powerful.

"May I ask who is the master who saved us? Can you show yourself to me?"

Master Yimei bowed and saluted with an extremely respectful look. He could not even detect a trace of the aura of the person behind the scenes, even though the other party used such an amazing thunder method.

This means that the gap between him and the master who performed thunder magic is as huge as heaven and earth.

Just then, a soft sigh was heard.

"Senior Yimei, do you still remember me?"

The lightning fell to the ground and transformed into a slender figure. He was wearing a wide-sleeved robe with a dark purple cloud pattern. The sleeves of his clothes fell like pouring rays of light. Around his waist was a golden jade belt with a dragon pattern and an ancient Sanqing bell.

His face was as cold as jade, with a golden pattern running down his brows, and his eyes were light in color, with clear black and white.

He never treads on dust or mud. Wherever he passes, scorched earth turns into fertile soil. Thunder and lightning appear and disappear in just a thought.

When he saw the man's face clearly, his eyebrows suddenly twitched, and a bolt of thunder seemed to flash through his mind, and the lightning illuminated those dusty memories.

The causal line that once disappeared has been condensed again.

The Pure Yang Celestial Immortal is immortal and indestructible. Even if he is hit by a magical power that reverses cause and effect, as long as others see his existence, cause and effect will be restored instantly.

No one can erase the existence of a pure yang immortal. He just stands there and does nothing, and the cause and effect have resolved themselves.

“Zhang…Zhang Jiuyang!!”

In an instant, the memories that had disappeared resurfaced, and Master Yimei understood everything. He looked at Zhang Jiuyang in disbelief, his expression very excited.

"Master, you, you are really still alive!"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and nodded, saying, "Tell me about the changes in this world. What is the situation now?"

……

In the purple gold gourd.

Yue Ling, who was practicing cross-legged under the sacred tree, suddenly opened her eyes. For some reason, she felt her state of mind suddenly become unstable.

As I was thinking, I heard countless crying sounds.

The white loach revealed its true form and did not hesitate to consume its magical power to create clouds and rain around it.

Drops of rain fell, making a crackling sound when they poured onto the ground, and quickly evaporated into mist.

At this moment, the entire gourd world is like a red-hot furnace.

The fire is not inside, but outside.

After resisting for several years, they were finally discovered. The Fire Cloud Immortal was burning the purple gold gourd with nine kinds of divine fire, trying to burn them to death here.

If he gets out, it will be just what they want, because a tight net has probably been set up outside.

……

(End of this chapter)