Chapter 3569: Buddha Finger

Although Xiang Xiaoyu used honorifics in his mouth, his killing intent was skyrocketing.
"Who are you?" Lu Yi asked coldly.
Hearing what Lu Yi said, Xiang Xiaoyu twitched his lips and said, "It seems that the ancestors no longer remember me. It is no wonder that the little monk stood in the last row when you were preaching in Lingshan. , But you never asked the monk's dharma name."
"Lingshan lectures..." Lu Yi couldn't help but frown and recall.
In his memory, a scene has appeared countless times.
A phantom shrouded in mystery has taught Buddhism on the West Tianling Mountain for several days. Even the existence of the Great Sun Tathagata and the ancestor of the burning lantern must bow to listen.
The West Tianling Mountain is the holy land of the Buddha, and all those who are qualified to set foot here are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who enjoy the incense of eternal life.
"Are you a Buddhist disciple?" Lu Yi asked.
Xiang Xiaoyu replied softly: "Yes, nor is it."
After hearing Xiang Xiaoyu's words, Li Ruofei scolded angrily: "Long, long-winded ghost, yes, no, no, there is so much nonsense!"
Xiang Xiaoyu completely ignored Li Ruofei, and his eyes were on Lu Yi's body from beginning to end, as if Li Ruofei's level of existence could not be caught in his eyes.
After hearing Xiang Xiaoyu's answer, Lu Yi had some guesses.
Legend has it that there was a huge catastrophe in the Buddhist world. There was a little monk with the title of no heaven. He found a different way to find a more powerful way of cultivation than the Great Day Buddhism.
This person later established a sect and founded the Shura Realm Buddhism, calling himself the Buddha of Heavenless Buddha.
Splitting the palm of the sky with blood is one of the sky-reaching methods of the Wutian Buddha. With this move, Lu Yi has killed countless Tianjiao.
"Your master is Wutian?"
"No, the little monk's master is just a disciple under the seat of the Wutian Buddha."
Hearing the exact origin of this person, Lu Yi's heart sank.
Whether it's the little monk who seized Xiang Xiaoyu's home, or the Shenxuzi who devoured Ji Lingyan's soul, these two people are not simple generations.
With their background identities, I am afraid that they are all overlord-level powerhouses in Middle-earth.
Through their mentorship, you can know that these two men absolutely mastered extremely heaven-defying methods, even if they were just using the cultivation base of the Six Heavenly Tribulations Fairyland, it was extremely difficult.
"I call you ancestors because of what the little monk has learned. Most of them are given by the ancestors, but the position has already been clear. It is better to know the cause and effect as soon as possible."
brush--
The little monk waved his hand, and a cloud of black light rose up in the void.
This was the first time Lu Yi saw the jet-black Buddha light.
"Shen Xuzi, the little monk is not talented. If you want to take the lead, can you complete it?" The little monk glanced at Shen Xuzi and asked.
Shen Xuzi waved his hand and said, "Whatever."
Lu Yi saw that the two men didn't even plan to join forces, and then said: "If you two shoot at the same time, the outcome is still unknown, but if you want to kill me with your own power, it's no different from seeking death."
After hearing Lu Yi's words, the little monk laughed and said: "Old ancestor, you are still as cunning as you were back then. Your absolute finger can shatter the sky and break through nine days. If both of me shoot at the same time, it will be given. You can take advantage of it."
After being told by the little monk what he thought in his heart, Lu Yi didn't panic, hooked his finger at him, and provocatively said: "Even if you don't need Jue Shenzhi, you are not my opponent, let's move!"
"Since the old ancestor speaks, the little monk is also welcome!"
call out!
The little monk raised his hand and pointed, exuding the divine power of the Shura realm, and the mighty power shocked the sky, causing the entire land to sink rapidly.
"Sir, be careful, this is the Asura Buddha's finger. Although this person is not a direct disciple of the Wutian Buddha, his understanding of Asura Buddhism has reached a very high level!" The psychic elder quickly reminded.
In fact, there is no need to remind, Lu Yi can also feel the strength of the other's fingers.
Cang!
Xuanyuan Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, bursting out a golden sword aura of nearly one hundred zhang.
The shot is the 9th Heaven Sword.
"Broken!" Lu Yi shouted in a low voice.
The first form of the nine forms of the sky sword slammed into the Shura Buddha's finger.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, pointing to the strength, and two completely different forces burst out with a fierce roar.
The killing intent in the air was almost condensed into substance, but Li Ruofei's back kept sweating when he felt the breath.
"It's terrible, fighting at this level is probably no less than the battle of the gods!" Li Ruofei's expression kept changing.
"The old ancestor is really powerful. It seems that the little monk has underestimated the strength of the old ancestor after the restoration, but the little monk will not keep his hands anymore."
The little monk gave a long roar, his methods changed, and he waved his big hand, seeming to tear the whole world apart.
"If you have any trump cards, just show them together, otherwise you will feel that I am bullying you." Lu Yi said proudly.
No matter what the little monk used, Lu Yi simply fell.
The second form of nine forms of Tianjian.
"Exit!"
The sword aura soared to the sky, killing intent.
The little monk's methods were not fully implemented yet, he was injured by the sword qi, and his internal organs were pierced by dozens of sword lights, which was extremely miserable.
"The old ancestor is a good method, how about giving pointers to the little monk?"
boom!
The little monk raised his right hand and made a huge palm print in the void.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yi couldn't be more familiar with it.
Lu Yi had performed this trick countless times.
"Since you want guidance, then I will teach you."
Lu Yi put away Xuanyuanjian and also raised his right hand.
At that time, divine power shook under the sky, and the phantoms of Arhats emerged one after another.
The sky-splitting blood palms used by Lu Yi and the little monk are different. The phantom Arhat under the little monk's palm exudes a crimson light.
However, the palm of the sky split by Lu Yi's blood burst into golden magic.
"Old ancestor, it seems that you are nothing more than that. The essence of Heaven Splitting Blood Palm is the incomparable murderous aura, but you completely abandon this advantage. How can the golden body Arhat be worth the blood-handed Arhat?"
The little monk laughed, thinking he had a chance to win.
Hum
Powerful, murderous and decisive.
The little monk's empty palm prints were photographed severely, and the seven blood-handed Arhats behind him made the same movement.
The seven palms superimposed on each other, like a huge wave, rolling towards Lu Yi.
"Isn't it worth it? You won't know until after you fight!"
boom!
The golden body Arhat exploded with divine power and fierce power, and even the void palm print was several times larger than the little monk.
boom.
The collision of two giant palms shattered the world.
Under the horrified gaze of the young monk, he unexpectedly saw his palm prints smashing quickly.
The seven blood-handed arhats behind him were completely unable to withstand the suppression of the golden arhat.
"No, this is impossible!" The little monk couldn't believe it.
It was just a kind words to let Lu Yi give advice.
The little monk had no idea that Lu Yi used the palm of the sky to suppress him when Lu Yi didn't even recover his memory.
Suddenly, the little monk wanted to understand something.
"Your blood is golden!"